Chaos City 40
The succession ceremony finally came to an end.
The dinner was simple. Asulin invited Ning Ren's teacher, friends, several elders, Jie Ling and Ning Lie in Ning Ren's name, and set up two tables in the stone house.
There is no airs between each other and the atmosphere is harmonious.
The fireworks of the City of Chaos echoed with the fireworks of the Red Horse Tribe in the faraway land, painting the night with splendor.
Simao and the Guhuo Bird were fighting for food, Ning Ren and his friends were leaning against the window looking out.
"What beautiful fireworks, just like the ones on the Lantern Festival."
“Will we be able to see each other again in the future?”
"OK."
Ning Ren nodded: "If I say yes, then it's okay."
Yuanyuan: "If the boss says it's okay, then it's okay."
They burst into laughter.
However, the calm night sky outside suddenly cracked into a scarlet crack amid the brilliant fireworks, as if hiding countless flames of hell.
The word spirit disappears!
The seal that sealed the town disappeared!
The crack in the sky grew larger and larger, and an incomparably huge eye that spanned half the night slowly opened. Countless eyeballs and pupils in the eye clearly reflected all the creatures in the Northern Territory.
It struggled forward frantically, and the golden chains that bound the eye finally broke!
Invisible and terrifying sound waves spread out in circles, sharp and piercing, and the pollution swept over with a devastating force. The evil black air completely blocked all light in various places in the Northern Territory.
Asulin reacted very quickly and immediately teleported the children near the window to the innermost side of the stone house, preventing them from looking directly at the sky.
The next second, he appeared in the sky above the center of the chaotic city.
In the City of Chaos, only the outer city experienced riots, while the rest of the places quickly took up their positions and performed their duties as soon as the incident occurred.
A Sulin raised his hand, his eyes darkened: "Sacrifice the power of the light column!"
The overwhelming crimson light spread rapidly from the north, covering as much of the City of Chaos and the areas outside of it as possible.
The barrier of the sacrificial light column collided directly with the polluting sound wave coming from the sky.
Buzz——
The barrier began to tremble violently, like a bubble about to burst, but it held!
Even though Asulin was prepared, he still felt heavy in his heart.
It was just the beginning. The power of the first layer of the sacrificial light column was almost unstable without being strengthened.
He stood outside the barrier, looking into the eye in the sky, and instantly felt a buzzing and a faint whisper in his ears.
The strange whisper disappeared only after Asulin concentrated his mental strength.
I don’t know how many ordinary creatures without spiritual power will die after the impact of the sky crack.
He looked solemnly at the dark night outside the city of chaos. Even though he was so far away, he could still vaguely smell the bloody smell drifting on the wind.
The Northern Territory is in complete chaos.
Thousands of lives exploded into bloody powder in an instant, turning into streams of blood flowing towards eyes in the air. Those who barely managed to withstand it were swallowed up by evil spirits and crazily killed their relatives around them.
They gathered together and, under the control of the chaotic and indifferent eye of the sky, rushed in groups towards the gathering places of some powerful tribes.
Asulin slowly landed above the sacrificial light column and sat cross-legged to guard it.
As long as he is alive, the barrier protecting his people will not disappear.
White Feather Clan.
The White Feather Clan leader flew in the air, looking at the flames of war rising in various parts of the Northern Territory, as well as the countless contaminated evil spirits gradually heading towards the White Feather Clan’s base, with an even stronger look of compassion in his eyes.
"It's inevitable. Only when the Sky Crack absorbs enough blood and vitality can the eye be recognized as a living being from this world, completely break free from behind the Sky Crack, and descend upon the continent. And only at that point will our sealing power take effect on it."
Bai Ya: "Now, I can only take care of myself while doing my best to take care of others."
The brutal massacre in Tianfeng is more like a purge of survival of the fittest, where the weak serve as stepping stones for the strong to survive.
Now the sky crack is still in its early stages.
The longer they wait, the worse their situation becomes.
Imagine that the countless evil spirits that have polluted the entire region are sweeping towards the surviving tribes. Even a tribe as strong as the Mi tribe can how long they can hold out under such an attack.
What should we do when, in the middle and late stages, Tianxi descends to create a clone to specifically kill the strong men in this area?
After the disaster in the Eastern Region, only 30% to 40% of the living beings in the entire region were left. I wonder how many people will be left in the Northern Region in the end.
The Red Horse Tribe and the Beautiful Snake Tribe were no exception, and were drawn into the war by the polluted evil spirits.
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Two months later.
City of chaos.
Fighting on the front lines day and night, the soldiers could still be rotated, but he, the most capable inspector in the entire city, hadn't had a break for two whole months. Every time he opened his eyes, he saw killing and death.
In order to reduce the casualties of the soldiers, the forging tower produced gunpowder and artillery shells day and night, and the mithril ore for additional damage was also sent to the front line like water, and almost every soldier had a handful.
If it is damaged, it will be thrown back into the forge to be melted into a new one.
"Inspector Zuo! Here he comes again!"
Nianlie shook his head to get rid of the hazy and weak feeling in front of his eyes. He had not put on his armor properly, and a large area of his chest was exposed. His red tail seemed to be full of blood, and it was brighter than usual.
He stood on the city wall, looking at the surging black tide of evil spirits in front of him.
He suppressed the fatigue in his body and heart, and grinned fiercely: "These stupid things with the same pronunciation as Jie Ling are so weird. You can't kill them all, and even if you kill them, you can't eat them."
He casually pulled out a long knife and said, "Let's go. Grandpa will tell them to kneel down and beg for mercy!"
A bony hand pressed on Nianlie's shoulder, and Nianlie swung a knife reflexively!
Jie Ling pinched the blade with two fingers and said calmly, "You are so weak, don't try to show off. I will guard here for you for the next few days. You can go back to the city and rest."
After saying bad things in front of others and being caught on the spot, Henlie not only didn't feel embarrassed at all, but instead drew his knife and sneered: "Those few soft tentacles on your back?"
Jie Ling came today wearing armor. His armor was close-fitting white, and the back was still hollowed out because his back did not need protection, but was where his "weapons" needed to be extended.
"I have more than just the blood of the Mi people in my body," Jie Ling spread out his hands, a bottle of small pills in his palm, "Doctor Wei has just developed a medicine to stimulate potential, which will allow me to temporarily use the blood burning technique of the Lanhuadis people."
Ning Lie didn't know what he was thinking about, his eyelids twitched: "Fuck!"
The Blood Burning Technique stimulates one's own strength and uses a part of the body to pierce the opponent's bones and flesh, which can ignite the blood in the opponent's body and in turn strengthen oneself. It is a bloodline inheritance move that makes Lan Huadis stronger with each battle.
Of course, if he doesn't stop in time, he will become a madman obsessed with killing and eventually die of exhaustion.
Jie Ling swallowed one pill, grabbed the ferocious long knife, and jumped to the front line. The tentacles on his back suddenly emerged, growing scarlet and ferocious for a hundred meters. Dozens of evil spirits were skewered on each tentacle like mutton.
The evil spirit that was pierced by the tentacles suddenly burst into a bloody mist of fire and melted into the tentacles.
He himself seemed to have not consumed any energy. Instead, surrounded by tentacles and blood, he raised his head slightly, his face flushed slightly, and he looked a little intoxicated by the killing.
Fierce: "..."
He swallowed and took a step back.
He knew that the Blood Burning Technique was abnormal, but how could this monster Jie Ling be so powerful?!
The monster glanced at him from a distance. The calm gaze behind the lenses now concealed a passion for killing. "Go and rest, you're in the way."
Fierce: "..."
Hey, just get out of here.
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Central Royal City, Old Stone.
This place maintains the same appearance as before the sky crack appeared. The children of the tribe still go to school as usual, and the teachers have not missed any classes.
But after class, Ning Ren didn't think about how to play, but carried the medicine box he got from Dr. Wei and helped distribute medical supplies in the Central Royal City with his friends.
Most of the wounded soldiers were concentrated in the middle area, with a small number in the outer city.
All injured patients are treated at the medical clinic. Ordinary medicines can be supplied in the central area, while some more special medicines are distributed daily by the Central Royal City.
There are a total of thirty supply stations.
After school, Ning Ren and his friends went to the busiest one.
"This! Ren, we can't move it!"
“Here I come!”
Ning Ren pointed his hands at the box of super heavy medicine, and with a flash of silver light, the medicine appeared where it was labeled.
"Young Master, here!"
"I'm coming! A Ren is coming!"
The supply station has special guards and watchtowers to prevent the enemy from stealing supplies, but some of the tribesmen who are responsible for the wounded here have no mental power but outstanding medical skills, while others have mental power but have neglected their practice to study medicine.
Ning Ren's position here is quite important——
Although, he can only be a small porter now.
The Feifei wood is also very useful. He taught Momo and Xixi how to use it, and they took turns using it to transport large piles of goods.
The Mi tribe protected the cubs very well, but at the same time they knew clearly that they could not keep them in a greenhouse forever, as disasters were also a kind of training.
Perhaps this group of cubs and teenagers will become the strongest-willed generation in the future.
Ning Ren wiped the sweat from his head and muttered, "Fortunately, I studied hard before, otherwise I wouldn't be able to help."
He hadn't seen Asulin for a month. Occasionally, he wanted to go to the Light Pillar to see his father, but the kitten always refused him sternly.
It is said that the sacrificial light pillar is the place with the most serious pollution, and my father cannot leave there. Once he leaves, the eyes behind the sky crack will most likely wait for an opportunity to destroy the protective power of the sacrificial light pillar.
A wooden basin flew in the sky, and Momo poked her head out: "Supply Station No. 29 needs support!"
Ning Ren said seriously: "Got it!"
He squeezed his sore arm and ran with his friends to the next place where they could help.
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Worship the Pillar of Light.
Si Mao jumped up lightly and said, "Why do you want me to do this? Don't you get tired of me telling you what your son did in the city every day?"
A Sulin slowly opened his eyes and coughed softly, "...stay here for me for a few days."
Si Mao was worried: "It must be uncomfortable."
Asulin has been enduring the constant invasion and pollution of the evil spirits from the sky cracks, resisting the attacks of evil spirits from the sky, and the backlash of the sacrificial light pillars when opening them. He has been holding on for two months.
Even if it only provides shelter and defense, the consumption is extremely terrifying.
Two days ago, Simao noticed that the protective power of the outer city almost disappeared for a moment. It knew that Asulin was almost at his limit and would choose to rest in the next two days.
A Sulin: "It's actually not that bad, but Tianxi's first clone is about to condense. I don't know which strong person he will choose to kill. If it's the City of Chaos..."
Si Mao: "You will definitely not be the first to die. You have to hold on to the end to ensure the highest survival rate for your people."
A Sulin was silent for a moment: "I know."
"I want you to guard for me for a few days. Besides resting, I also want to teach A Ren something."
"What?"
"Something that only I can teach."
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That night.
Ning Ren was carrying a medicine box that was almost as tall as him. His clothes were covered in dust and he was so tired that his head was drooping. He pushed open the door of the stone house.
He thought the room was still empty, with only him as the cub (not counting the bird), but when he looked up he saw a familiar figure.
The child's eyes widened: "Dad!"
Ning Ren instantly dropped the medicine box and ran to Asu Lin, jumping up and down excitedly: "Dad, dad, dad——!"
A Sulin picked him up and spun him around in the air: "Do you miss your dad?"
"Yeah! I want it so badly! I have two heads thinking that way!"
The metaphors for cubs are varied and bizarre.
Ning Ren was happy: "The kitten said you can't come back! Did you fight the monster off?"
A Sulin: "I'll stay with you for two days. Simao will take my place at the Light Pillar Sacrifice."
"good!"
Ning Ren felt a little depressed, but he quickly convinced himself.
Special period!
He is very sensible. Everyone is working hard, and he can't cause trouble for his father!
The father and son still took a bath first. Asulin's mysophobia was gradually passed on to Ning Ren. The child's body was not able to clean itself yet, so the number of times he washed his hands and face increased every day.
It’s been a rare quiet time for parents and children in the past two months.
They spread a blanket on the ground together, sat cross-legged between two rows of tall bookshelves, and placed a night pearl on the ground.
A Sulin: "In the next two days, Dad will teach you a powerful move that every generation of leaders must learn."
Ning Ren: "What?"
A Sulin pointed outside and said, "The magic that can defeat monsters is called the Sealing Seal."
Ning Ren's eyes lit up: "Wow..."
A Sulin looked at him seriously: "Do you want to learn?"
"certainly!"
A Sulin smiled slightly, "Then, watch my gestures carefully."
He spread out his hands, hooked his thumbs together, overlapped his palms and pressed them down, then separated them. Sword tree, knife mountain, thunder on the left and lightning on the right, his slender hands quickly and skillfully formed a silver seal.
Asulin is used for demonstration. The seal is small, the size of a palm, and floats in the air.
Looking down, he saw that the little guy's fingers were almost knotted as he followed his instructions.
"..." A Sulin, "Don't be anxious, take your time."
Ning Ren bit his hand angrily: "Damn disobedient fingers!"
He remembered most of it! It was much easier than memorizing it, but his fingers just wouldn't listen.
"Let's do this slowly. I'll teach you each move one by one."
Ning Ren stretched his short little hands, glanced at his father's fingers, and then corrected his own fingers. His tail unconsciously tightened because of his master's dedication and hard work.
"Wait a minute, Dad, wait a minute, Ren..."
Ning Ren came over, held his father's hand and looked it up and down, then let go, repeating this dozens of times.
After fighting for two hours, he finally controlled his fingers and successfully formed the first sealing seal of his own.
The weak and small silver seal floated next to the large and solid seal, stuttering and shabby.
And it only appeared for two seconds before disappearing.
Ning Ren suddenly felt very sleepy.
His mental strength was drained in just two seconds.
A Sulin caught the kid who was about to fall forward and patted the back of his head: "Practice more in the future."
Ning Ren fell asleep in his arms the moment he got into it.
The night pearl illuminates this little corner.
A Sulin held him and sat on the ground for a long time before whispering:
"If that day really comes..."
Throughout the history of the tribe, no tribe had ever had a king survive after experiencing the Heaven's Crack. Even though Asulin was extremely talented, he had no confidence that he could break the curse of history.
Just at this moment, a mysterious deep blue light leaped from the sky, flew straight into the stone house, and stopped in front of Asulin.
A Sulin's first reaction was to protect A Ren and lower his voice: "Who?"
The stream of light dispersed like water, and Bai Ya's face appeared behind it. He looked weak and said, "I have no choice but to use my spiritual power to disturb you. The first clone of Tianxi is coming soon. Chief Asulin, please listen to me!"
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