[Xiao He: What are you thinking?! These are all normal people, okay?!]
[Yang Xing: So what's your plan? Tell me quickly!]
[Xiao He: The bloodline of Guli is of paramount importance. If you are confident, I will have the dragons bring them to the city. If you are not confident, I will have the giant tortoise drag them all away.]
Yang Xing: Let me think about it first.
On the vast plateau, Xiao He returned once again to this place that had left a deep impression on her.
All the monsters here have been wiped out; it's just an ordinary piece of yellow earth now.
A sound of wings folding came from behind, and Wang Xuefeng jumped off Angelina's back.
"how's it going?"
"Give me a few minutes, Xiaoxing hasn't decided yet."
The two walked to the highest point and gazed into the distance.
The undead legions that sank along with the Origin Continent are pouring out of the Sangcang Passage in an endless stream.
“These descendants of the Guli have Guli blood, so the Guli army will not attack them,” Xiao He briefly summarized the situation.
"Once the alternation line passes, people will slowly return to the ground, but they still cannot stray far from the barrier's range; the farther they go, the more dangerous it becomes."
“Originally, we could have just stayed inside, but now with the intervention of these undead armies, it’s not safe to stay inside any longer. It’s probably a case of internal and external troubles, being attacked from both sides…” Xiao He sighed.
Wang Xuefeng nodded slightly: "With such a large commotion surrounding the evacuation of Nuojin personnel, Qingniao has no reason not to respond."
"Assuming the current situation is within her control, then we can more easily gain the upper hand by creating an unexpected event that she doesn't expect."
"So, logically, she would guess that we would have the descendants of Guli evacuate in order to divert our firepower."
“Unless she no longer needs the Guli bloodline, she will definitely strike first, for example, by controlling their actions…” Wang Xuefeng calmly sorted out the current clues.
Xiao He stroked his chin and saw Huo Lei online in his friend list, so he immediately invited him to join the team.
[Xiao He: What's the situation down there?]
[Hore: After the alternating lines, the gravity here becomes very strange. It's hard to fall down, but it's also hard to climb up. It's best if someone is up there to give you a hand.]
[Xiao He: Can you come up here?]
Horry: Yes.
[Xiao He: How are the others? Are they still conscious?]
Horry: There are still many who haven't come to their senses, floating around here like ghosts.
[Xiao He: Then don't come up yet. I'll throw some ropes down from the edge, and then you can direct them to come up.]
[Horrley: Where should we send them after they come up?]
Yang Xing: Tell them to come here!
Horry: Back to Dragon City? That's so far, how are we going to get there?
[Xiao He: I can have the dragons give them a ride, but these dragons are relatively small; each dragon can only carry a maximum of five people at a time.]
Horry: Okay, I'll tell them.
"I'll go down and help," Wang Xuefeng said.
Xiao He nodded and didn't linger.
Just as she was preparing to drive the piles and tie the ropes, Wang Xuefeng opened the mechanical wings and jumped down.
As Angelina gazed at the distant army, a deep-seated hostility began to fester within him.
Xiao He, who was busy with his work, noticed its mood and asked it curiously why.
You don't know until you ask; you only discover it when you ask.
It turns out that the Flying Dragon Clan and the Ancient Human Clan have been mortal enemies since ancient times, and wars large and small have never stopped.
The conflict originated from the ancient sorcerer's desire to conquer the dragon race, making them his contracted mounts to serve humanity.
When the dragons refused, they resorted to force, hunting or stealing eggs.
This prompted the dragon race to launch a war, and the conflict intensified, eventually reaching the point of bloodline incompatibility.
In the end, Angelina didn't say anything more, but the anger in his chest had already begun to brew.
"There must be a crucial reason why the Guli army was able to revive in large numbers," Xiao He thought as he tied the rope.
"For example, did Gulipo or Sammeque leave behind some divine artifacts for resurrection, like those resurrection crosses..."
"If such a thing truly exists, destroying it could stop this surging trend at its source."
"So what is this thing... and where is it?"
Although Xiao He looked worried, his hands moved quickly and soon threw the first rope into the cave.
In the abyss, Wang Xuefeng and Huo Lei had already met.
"Luckily, there aren't many people here." Horry wiped his sweat.
"Have them all grab onto the same rope, and take a group up first." Wang Xuefeng tossed him the rope, signaling them to split up.
[Xiao He: Lei Zi, are these people carrying anything special? Something related to the Guli bloodline?]
Hori: Then the only option left is the totem stone.
[Xiao He: On whose body?]
Horae: Priestess Omanda
[Xiao He: Is he still down there?]
Horry: I didn't notice, he's not with me right now.
[Xiao He: I want to find this totem stone. If you have the chance, could you keep an eye out for it for me?]
Horry: OK!
"Buzz..."
A peculiar fluctuation suddenly emanated from the depths of the abyss, accompanied by a fierce, biting wind.
The civilians, who had been somewhat dazed, all became alert after feeling the gust of wind.
Moreover, they are not merely awakened, but rather "awakened".
This turmoil reminded them of many things...
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