The embers of the huge campfire were crackling and burning slowly, and several tribesmen nearby were adding a piece or two of firewood to it from time to time.
The tribal warriors on night watch take turns each day to prevent wild animals from attacking at night.
Inside a grotto, after a busy day, the tribal warriors had all returned and were resting.
This is a hunting outpost used by the Nivik tribe warriors for rest.
As a renowned hunting tribe, the Nivi possess superb hunting skills and export large quantities of high-quality furs and meat products to various regions each year in exchange for precious metals, gems, and all sorts of novelties.
The last hunting expedition before winter is not only the most important hunting expedition of the Niwha tribe each year, but also a time to let the best of the tribe's next generation see the world.
Within the tribal territory, merchants from all sides were already waiting, anticipating the arrival of the Nivik tribe's elite warriors and the last, and most prized, batch of prey for the year.
These will be the most sought-after trade goods that nobles from all over the world will compete to buy and bid on.
Once this transaction is completed, the desolate mountains and forests where Nivik is located will enter a four-month-long harsh winter. Anyone other than Nivik's guests who approach this place is courting death.
Led by three chieftains, they split into three groups, each competing against each other as they advanced along the hunting routes that their ancestors had pioneered and sought for generations.
Every year, they take into account the prey's reproduction rate and the level of environmental danger, and use this as a basis to select suitable routes or open new routes.
One of the hunting teams was resting in this cave.
The walls of the grotto were already covered with a dense array of prey. It was clear that, due to the approaching winter and the cold weather, the prey's fur was soft and long, giving them a warm appearance and a very lustrous color.
Like animals on Earth before winter, the animals here also eat as much as possible during this last period of time to accumulate fat or hoard food, which makes their fur the best color of the year.
Although the Nivik tribe appears barbaric, they are extremely wealthy; on Earth, their trade surplus would be considered extravagant.
Merchants who come here to exchange valuable goods for furs are the ones who come here; a fur from the Nivik tribe is a symbol of status and wealth.
The Nivik tribe is renowned for its warriors. Anyone who gains the approval of a Nivik warrior, whether as a bodyguard or a fierce general charging into battle, will be an invaluable asset.
There are real-life examples in history.
A rebellion broke out in a kingdom, and the royal family was slaughtered. Only the youngest prince escaped. Under the protection of his loyal servant, the young prince fled to the desolate mountains and forests where the Nivik tribe lived, and was rescued by the Nivik hunting party.
Eight years later, the grown-up Little Prince, along with two hundred childhood friends, the Nevex, reclaimed his kingdom bit by bit with a declaration of iron and blood.
Such examples have occurred more than once in history. Although they were not always instances of dynasties restoring order, they have repeatedly demonstrated the ferocity of the Nivi guests.
Of course, gaining their approval is extremely difficult. Those who are not of good character will be eliminated first. They use mysterious ancestral power to judge, and it is as difficult as climbing to heaven to deceive them.
"This year will be another good 'harvest'. The territory of dangerous wild animals has not changed, and there will be no casualties."
The leader of the group put down the small bottle inlaid with various gemstones. Inside was chewing tobacco from a country on the other side of the world, which made people more alert when chewing it.
"Um?"
Following the leader's gaze, one could see a group of warriors sleeping together, where a young warrior, who was on his first hunt this year, was breathing rapidly, his facial expression changing frequently, and even sweat was seeping from his body.
The short downy hair on its neck was damp with sweat, and its tail was curled up.
"Confront your fears, child!"
The leader said something softly, then lay down to rest, ignoring the boy who was having a nightmare.
...
Mountains crumble and the earth splits... Seas dry up and rocks crumble...
Everything in the world is doomed!
monster!
A monster from outer space!
Makuru didn't know why he was here, but what was unfolding before him was undoubtedly a nightmare he had never experienced before.
The world seemed to be shrouded in a blurry but surging jelly-like mist, with the turbulent undercurrents faintly visible within.
I, on the other hand, am like a speck of dust suspended in the sky, drifting aimlessly with the wind.
Below is the end of the world.
He witnessed the extinction of all races and animals in the world, the battles between ferocious beasts and extraterrestrial monsters, and the increasing number of extraterrestrial monsters.
He witnessed the decline of dynasties, and the destruction of countless cities and the exploitation of countless people as food.
He also witnessed the destruction of the Nivik tribe.
The powerful Nivik warriors can only contend with a small fraction of the monsters, and are merely larger fodder in the face of terrifying, god-like giant monsters.
No~~~~~~~~~~
"I want to go down! I want to fight alongside my people!!"
"Ahhhhhh! Why can't I move?!"
Makuru struggled to return to the earth; this painful spectatorship was worse than death. But in the nightmare, he seemed to have no form, as if he were part of the sky, and there was no way for him to struggle.
The first to perish were the ferocious beasts that even the Nevi guests dared not approach, followed by the disappearance of numerous species, then forests and vegetation, and finally the earth and sea began to sink.
A cry and a sorrow!
Makuru seemed to feel a pervasive tremor in the world, a feeling of disgust and despair.
Those monsters filled the world. Makuru wondered how they survived after eating everything. Apart from them, there were no other living things to be seen in the world. So where did this feeling come from?
"Boom!"
A loud bang suddenly echoed through the dim world.
In the nightmare, the sky was suddenly "blown open" from the outside!
The misty, gelatinous substance seemed to be smashed open by an invisible force, turning inward and creating a large hole.
Golden light shone through, and Makuru didn't know what it was, but it was definitely the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, far surpassing the jeweled tobacco box of the Great Chief that had once fascinated him.
It was a beautiful, enormous golden shuttle, exuding a scorching aura that contrasted sharply with the apocalypse below.
what else!
Behind that golden object, there was a cluster of twinkling lights propelling it forward. These lights were somewhere between black and gold, their exact color indescribable, yet they possessed an ineffable aura.
If you broaden your gaze from the gold to the pushing light, you'll find that the whole thing looks like an indescribable giant hand.
"We've finally arrived~~~"
"Huh!"
Wu You and his men exerted tremendous effort to finally break through the increasingly difficult time barrier, almost failing even in their dreams.
But he stumbled directly into a dream, and perhaps due to the fast-forwarding of his own time travel, what happened in this dream was the future apocalypse.
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