Chaos City 41
A few days ago.
Yulila and Yabailie of the Beauty Snake Tribe, Aihong of the Red Horse Tribe, and all the elders of the tribes received the spiritual communication from Bai Ya.
There was only one content, which was to let them abandon their tribe and select the surviving members of the tribe to go to the city of chaos together.
"The Northern Territory must unite to resist the Sky Crack."
"How many of our three tribes combined have crossed the Void Realm? If the Sky Crack's clone descends and kills me and my White Feather Clan leader, how long can my White Feather Clan survive beneath the Sky Crack?"
"It's not just our tribe, the Beauty Snake Tribe and the Red Horse Tribe are all the same."
"Two months have passed. How much longer can you hold on?"
Especially the Red Horse Clan, Isa is extremely young, and the powerful ones in the clan are all old members who lack energy. They have realm but cannot exert their strength, so they will definitely be the first to collapse.
This is indeed the case.
Of the fifteen lines of defense of the Red Horse Tribe, only five are still struggling to hold on, and the fifth to last one is the one that Ai Hong is in charge of.
However, he had already started to panic as the defense lines ahead of him collapsed one after another. This panic accumulated day by day, and finally turned him into a frightened bird.
He even wanted to escape into the fortress quickly!
If he didn't want to fight for the position of the leader of the Red Horse Tribe and drive Isa out after Tianfeng, he would have done it long ago!
Damn it.
He is clearly the clan leader, why is he being placed on the front lines?!
These damn soldiers should have come to protect him.
Ai Hong gritted his teeth and looked at the giant eye in the sky. Suddenly, one of the pupils in the giant eye glanced at him, and Ai Hong froze on the spot.
He couldn't even resist.
"Fear will not disappear, just as I will not die. Open the eyes of the clock, and there are treasures given by God." A vague voice sounded in his ears.
'Sacrifice enough of your people and you will live.'
"After the gods descend, you will be one of the rulers of the Northern Territory."
"To revoke your tribe's protection..."
Word by word, with extremely bewitching whispers, fell accurately into Ai Hong's ears from the cracks in the sky.
The scene of the entire Northern Territory was forced into his mind by something. He saw wailing everywhere, and saw countless tribes that resisted the Sky Crack being destroyed one by one... Is this the future, or is it something happening now?
With such a powerful force, can Tianfeng, this monster, really be resisted?
Ai Hong fell into a trance, but he soon screamed and woke up suddenly, covered in cold sweat. "What was that just now? Am I possessed by a demon?..."
He didn't dare to look at the sky again. He took several steps back and retreated into his tent. Only then did he feel a little better.
Ai Hong: "What a hell."
As he spoke, he unconsciously looked up and saw a clock placed casually on the side of the tent. The clock was densely covered with layers of eyelids. The moment he looked over, countless eyes opened at the same time, and tiny tentacles emerged from the slits between the eyes, as if greeting him.
He could even see the red bloodshot in the eyeballs.
Ai Hong's blood ran cold in an instant and his heart stopped.
'Open the eyes of the clock, there is a treasure given by God,' the whisper continued.
God is invincible. Sacrifice enough of your people and you will survive. The lives of the weak are worthless, and sacrificing them for you is their honor.
Under the watchful eyes of the clock, each whisper took root in Ai Hong's heart little by little.
His expression changed from fear to fanaticism, and he actually knelt down and kowtowed to the front hooves of the clock, then grabbed the eyes of the clock and slowly opened them, revealing a mass of black air that had condensed into water.
-
"...The Red Horse Tribe's sacred tree provides shelter, which is why wherever the Red Horse Tribe goes, green grass spreads everywhere."
"But Aihong poured pollution into the roots of the sacred tree, causing the protective power that enveloped the entire tribe to disappear in an instant."
When the Beauty Snake Clan received this news, the situation within the clan was not optimistic.
Yulila couldn't help but ask, "And then?"
Yabailie: "After this incident, only 30% of the Red Horse tribe remained. Even the majority of the young who hadn't awakened their spiritual powers died."
"Isa and the other elders desperately used their spiritual power to irrigate the sacred tree, and only then did they manage to maintain the power of protection. They only have two lines of defense left."
A true genocide crisis.
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
Yulila: "Damn it..."
"We will take turns guarding the Medusa statue from now on."
It's not enough to just guard against evil spirits, we also have to consider that the crack in the sky will pollute the tribe and cause them to attack the guardian stone statue. It's really disgusting.
As she finished speaking, she saw Jabaiel staring at her.
Yulila was annoyed: "What are you looking at? Are you suspecting that I will be contaminated by the crack in the sky?"
Yabailie shook his head: "You have the inheritance crown with you. I am not worried about this. I am considering what Bai Ya said."
Bai Ya advised them to take the guardian stone statue, select some of their tribesmen, and go to the City of Chaos.
The guardian sacred objects of their three tribes can all be moved, except the sacrificial light pillar of the Mi tribe. This is why the Mi tribe has been guarding that desolate land for thousands of years.
But correspondingly, the guardian sacred object of the Mi tribe is also the strongest.
Yulila said coldly, "Impossible."
How could she possibly lead her people to live under someone else's roof in the City of Chaos?
She had offended Asulin at the Guangyu Banquet before. Wouldn't a leader like him push the entire beauty snake tribe out as scapegoats at a critical moment?
Just as Yabai was about to say something else, a guard suddenly rushed in. "Report! Queen, the third wave of evil spirits is approaching today. Our ninth line of defense can no longer hold!"
"Report!"
Another panicked voice came from the guards surrounding the Medusa statue: "The spiritual power is not enough, the sacred object... has cracked!"
"What?!"
Yulila's expression instantly grew serious. "I'll go to the statue."
Jabaili: "This is the only way for our tribe to survive!"
Yulila suddenly stopped and said to Yabaili through gritted teeth, "...Get ready and do as Bai Ya said." At worst, she just wouldn't go.
Yabailie: "This matter must be agreed to by Asulin. Everything depends on whether Bai Ya can convince him."
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City of chaos.
Old stone house.
Bai Ya's words flickered, forcing him to finish telling what had happened recently.
"So, your intention is to let the Chaos City accept you three tribes and jointly resist the Sky Crack?"
"Yes, more than half of the tribesmen we brought here have spiritual power to protect them, so they won't cause any additional burden to the City of Chaos. You just need to help out occasionally."
A Sulin said calmly: "You must have thought about this a long time ago."
Bai Ya smiled bitterly: "Yes, I know that doing this will make Chaos City the target of public criticism, but..."
"I agree."
Asulin: "What do I need to do?"
There was silence on the other side for several seconds. A Sulin could see that the other party was surprised by his decisive agreement, so he smiled and said, "This is a disaster for the entire Northern Territory. It is no longer a matter for my clan. I, A Sulin, am not so blind as to lose sight of the overall situation."
"Our soldiers have suffered heavy casualties. The left and right supervisors are guarding the city, and they are exhausted. If you can join us, our casualties will only be reduced."
Bai Ya touched his hair with a sigh, "Okay. You just need to make time in the city and on the edge of the city for the next few days. Each of our tribes will only bring 35,000 people."
A Sulin nodded: "Okay, I will arrange it tomorrow."
Thirty-five thousand per tribe means that only the seeds are retained. They will face the situation of abandoning some of their tribesmen, and there will definitely be casualties on the road in the next few days. In the end, only a little over thirty thousand will arrive at the City of Chaos.
The City of Chaos is vast and can more than accommodate this number.
"I have a question."
Before Bai Ya left, Asulin called him.
"What?"
A Sulin pointed at the communication light and asked, "Since you have such a quick way to contact us, why didn't you use it to notify us in the Gomian Plain?"
The Great Wizard Bai Ya was helpless: "It's a move I just researched, and this word spirit can't be affected by even the slightest external energy. It's very complicated and consumes a lot of energy. I lost some hair again."
He can only activate it once a day. It can only be said that this is a very useless word spirit, which is only of great use in special times.
A Sulin looked at the other person's increasingly intelligent head, and a touch of admiration rose in his heart, "Thank you for your hard work."
The Great White Crow Wizard bowed and said, "Thank you, Chief, for your generosity."
Because the cub in Asulin's arms was soundly asleep, they both consciously lowered their voices when communicating.
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On the second day, Asulin ordered that all vacant positions in the City of Chaos be vacated, and at the same time, more guard points be added, waiting for the arrival of the other three tribes.
Bai Ya took two days to notify the Beauty Snake Tribe and the Red Horse Tribe, and immediately set out from their tribes to the City of Chaos.
The first problem they faced was how to deal with those abandoned tribesmen.
The Red Horse Tribe did not have this problem. Only 30% of their population remained. Isa personally tortured Ai Hong to death and smashed his skeleton in front of the sacred tree.
He looked more mature. Looking at his tribesmen who had already packed their bags, he said in a hoarse voice, "Today we leave our homeland where we have lived for generations in order to survive."
Thirty thousand tribesmen looked silently at the young patriarch who had already firmly shouldered the responsibility of being a king in front of the sacred tree.
"Chief, we believe in your choice."
"Yes, we believe you!"
They walked on this land.
Their eyes were already red.
They held their children and cried silently.
"Many of our relatives died in this place. The vast grasslands were burned into a desert by evil spirits. They used their flesh and blood to pave the steps, and we stepped on their bones for the hope that the Red Horse could continue..."
Isa suppressed the sobs in his throat and stroked the holy wood with one hand.
Shengmu will also leave with them, and the Chima tribe will truly move away as a whole clan.
"The Red Horse Tribe is the freest spirit on the grassland. We will return one day."
He took one last look back at the defensive battlefield where no one was collecting the corpses, and when he turned around again, his expression was extremely determined.
“Let’s go!!”
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