Chapter 225 God Loves the World
When the war broke out, Uluru was repairing the land boat.
For a Uzi, he was very young.
In Uzi Kingdom, young people usually stay in safe areas.
They have a lot to learn: identify complex underground changes, skillfully and flexibly drive the earth boat, build tall earth arches, and learn to switch and live between solid and liquid states...
In the city of Uda, no one is faster than Uluru.
He could drive a small ground boat and accelerate underground, leaving his peers far behind. He could also control a large ground boat steadily so that the Wuji people on board would not feel any bumps.
Uluru often drives around the underground magma, controlling the land boat to fly over the yellow and red scorching flames, and repeatedly turning on the edge of danger.
He feels that there is still a lot of room for exploration in the tropics deep underground.
For a normal solid-state Uzi, Uluru's style is radical. The elders regularly check on Uluru and suspect that his body has melted, which is why he is so active and loves speed.
Later, the elders simply put him in charge of repairing the land boat and prohibited him from driving without permission to prevent himself or other members of the tribe from putting themselves or other people in danger.
After the war, the world became a completely different place.
One by one, the elders of Wuji rushed to the battlefield. They bravely drove the land boats and created traps and holes on the front line to hinder and kill the enemy.
Uluru discovered that more and more land boats needed repair, but fewer and fewer land walkers came back.
He knew that war would be bad for the kingdom.
The vast majority of Wuji people are born with a kind of dullness. This dullness is due to the characteristics of Wu itself. As long as there is a safe space, they can stay there for a long, long time.
To make the oozy active, they need to be heated to make them nearly liquid.
Once their solid bodies begin to melt, the Uzi become violent and aggressive, wrapping and dissolving all kinds of substances around them, turning useful metals into part of their own bodies.
The closer their bodies are to liquid state, the more uncontrollably they will devour each other; this is the fratricide of the Wuji people.
The agitated Uzi are expansionist and very dangerous.
Therefore, most Wuji people stay in relatively cold areas, maintaining their solid calmness rather than flowing madness.
Uluru has been wondering if there is a way to keep the Uji people active without being full of aggression and annexation instincts...
But the war made all of this no longer important.
Uluru is determined to go to the front line and fight to defend the freedom and dignity of the Uji people!
He wanted to drive the ground boat at high speed underground, appear and disappear mysteriously on the battlefield, and turn the enemy's formation upside down.
However, his request was rejected.
The reason is simple.
Apostle Master Zelkuku told him: "Your underground operations can help more Uzi people, transfer the wounded and those who are alone, and allow our warriors to appear behind the enemy lines."
So, Uluru drove the ground boat through the underground of the battlefield to pick up the Wuji soldiers one by one and act as a logistics personnel.
He saw with his own eyes that his tribesmen were bravely fighting the enemy.
The Wuji warriors threw stones and used the Wu in their bodies to make [Wule].
Those neatly arranged enemy formations raised their shields. Ulei was unable to break through their armor and shields and could only create some flashes of fireworks. The stones did cause them some trouble.
The Imperial Army's attack was much more fierce.
A rain of flaming arrows rained down from the sky, igniting the black mud of the Wuji people and blowing each Wuji warrior into pieces.
In retaliation, the Wuji warriors hid underground, and rushed out when the enemy passed by. They burned themselves and turned into a powerful human mine, perishing together with many enemy troops.
The familiar fellow tribesmen of the past turned into dazzling flames and bursts of explosions. Uluru found that no matter how fast his boat went, it could not save them from death.
A slow and solid life becomes a luxury.
Not long after.
The Sandman Apostle Artel died in battle.
Apostle Zelkuku in the rear personally joined the battle.
However, the defense line continued to retreat, retreat, and retreated all the way to the outside of Wuda City.
Uluru is ready to become Ulay.
He had already planned to drive a small ground boat into the ground formation from underground, set his whole body on fire in the place where the enemy troops were the largest in number and where there were sand lizards, and kill as many enemies as possible.
Lord Zelkuku ordered all Uzi people to hold the defense line and not attack.
He said something that was puzzling.
"The counterattack will begin here."
When the defense line was on the verge of collapse due to the impact of the imperial army, a group of blue-skinned warriors suddenly appeared. There were only a hundred of them, but they managed to withstand the repeated charges and volleys of many legions.
Every blue warrior rushed into the enemy camp fearlessly. They braved the rain of arrows and crossbows of the empire, wielding axes and hammers in their hands, and engaged in a brutal meat-grinding battle with the imperial army.
The war of attrition caused the blue warriors to be reduced in number, and the Empire also left a field of corpses and debris.
Wululu heard that among these blue-skinned warriors there was a painter who painted portraits of every Wuji and was a recorder of the battlefield. Unfortunately, he had never seen it.
Zelkuku gave no explanation for these reinforcements, but simply took the lead in holding the position.
The battlefield continued to be deadlocked.
The Fearless Empire suddenly lost its patience and dozens of legions launched a general attack. The soldiers rushed forward like crazy and turned into ashes and charcoal together with the self-destructing Uzi people.
At this time, Uluru saw a mountain moving slowly.
It looks a bit like an arch in the ground, but it has a kind of sacred majesty.
The divine body of King Uji appeared in the world.
The gods have joined the war.
A seemingly ordinary soldier suddenly flew over and fought with the King of Uji who was as tall as a mountain.
Another giant exuding a terrifying aura joined the battle. It seemed to be on the side of the Kingdom of Uzi, fighting against the soldier together with the King of Uzi.
The surrounding space was twisting as if it was burning. The miracle of the gods broke the ground into pieces. Large tracts of land were scorched and crystallized. Stone cones grew out of the ground and shot straight into the sky...
Just by looking at this scene, Uluru felt like he was melting rapidly, his body and consciousness were losing control.
He quickly hid underground and stopped observing.
The war between gods is a realm that only gods can look directly upon.
Soon after, Uluru saw the empire's soldiers turned into transparent crystals one by one, and the mountains and plains were covered with shining fragments. Their gods roared with anger and unwillingness, but Uluru could not understand the language of the gods.
The fallen Glass God turned into a ball of white light, blasting a mountain-like deep pit on the ground. The earth and rocks in the pit were all burned into smooth, flowing crystals.
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The war ended without any warning.
The Uji Kingdom, which had been losing ground, turned the tables in one battle and became the winner.
After the war, Uluru realized that all this was due to the appearance of the god Yao.
The God Yao felt pity for the plight of the Wuji people, so he extended a helping hand to the Wuji Kingdom and brought the war to an end.
As Boshen was unable to resist the might of Yaoshen, but unwilling to accept defeat, he ultimately chose to destroy the empire he had created...
As the Kingdom of Wuji was incorporated into the kingdom of God Yao, King Wuji also became a subordinate god of God Yao, but he would continue to protect the Wuji people.
The Wuji people were initially very nervous about the strange and powerful Yao god.
Its mere existence was enough to drive the powerful God Bo to suicide in despair... This power was beyond their imagination.
Soon, the Wuji people discovered that the god Yao, who seemed like a king of gods, was surprisingly generous and kind.
In his kingdom of God, there are many remnants of the old gods, and they all live well. Whether they become members of the Yao clan or maintain their independence, the gods do not interfere.
The Yao people spread the various miracles of God Yao: He defeated the gods, gave people food and tools, tamed the evil black sun, let the Dragon King guard the north and breed extraordinary creatures, the Twin Cities shone with the light of humanity, and Saniro was the utopia for ghosts...
Uluru decided to go see it with my own eyes.
He prayed in the devout Yao City and took a walk in the bustling Yan City. In the north, he saw the majestic dragon's nest and in the south, he was surrounded by the elves chirping and playing.
Different cities, different races, and all kinds of life all chant the name of God Yao and are proud to follow Him.
In the process, Uluru also became a believer of the god Yao.
He also found his purpose.
Become an archaeologist.
It’s a job that requires constant movement, working underground to unravel the mysteries of the past, full of dangers and surprises.
Teacher Fabiani was very happy when he saw him. He did not discriminate against this apprentice who was completely black and could not speak. He even learned the Uji sign language in order to communicate with him accurately.
Fabiani will seriously consider all suggestions from Uluru - just like the suggestions from other apprentices.
Although this group of archaeologists is poor, everyone lives a happy life and does not feel hardship or tiredness at all.
“We are the ones who wipe the slate clean.”
Teacher Fabiani proudly said: "Only by understanding the past can we find the future we want for the present."
"We are followers of the god Yao, who is equally tolerant and gracious to all people and professions."
"This is what distinguishes God Yao from other gods."
“God so loved the world.”
Whether in the Kingdom of Wuji or the Fearless Empire, there is no such profession, and there has never been such a god.
…
Uluru came back from his thoughts.
The ground boat has docked at the exit of the underground arch in Crystal City.
Even relying on physical memory, he can drive the vehicle at high speed underground.
Time is urgent, and the teacher has to go to the Valley of Gods in the eastern continent. He dug up the seeds of the former Rose Kingdom and needs to give them to the apostle Lord Pinkman to better cultivate these magical ancient species.
The other apprentices had to go back to the museum, on the one hand to report to the Yancheng Council, and on the other hand to display the newly unearthed ancient artifacts.
So the mission of Crystal City was first given to Uluru.
He needs to investigate, excavate and restore the ancient history of the Fifth Dreadnought Empire and its current situation before its fall.
Uluru felt a bit absurd.
The imperial army invaded the territory of the Uji Kingdom, but it was the gods they believed in that buried the empire.
The Uji people, the mortal enemy of the empire, are here as archaeologists to protect the ruins and cultural relics of the empire and to bring their history back to the world.
God Yao bless you.
I hope everything goes well and the ghost of the empire doesn't hit me.
Uluru prayed in his heart.
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