Chapter 28: The pressure on the people around him was huge, but Ye Lu...
The people around him were under tremendous pressure, but Ye Lu was the one who was under the most pressure. All of Da Hanmu's attention was on Ye Lu.
However, Ye Lu did not show any panic expression, on the contrary, he was very calm.
Ye Lu looked at the pair of eyes from afar, which were like an ancient well.
"It seems that we finally meet." Ye Lu said slowly in a sighing voice, calmly conveying his voice to the eyes on the opposite side that were in the storm.
The Great Drought Mother stared at him in silence and coldness. The wind disaster continued to expand. A whirlwind that was even larger than the pitch-black whirlwind released by the snake-men and monsters condensed from the center of the wind disaster. It grew into a huge blade at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was raised up and rushed towards the crowd like a devastating force.
This time the power is even stronger than before.
The attack even far exceeded the limit of the Huang Li level.
This is a Blood-Grudge-level weird god. Even though it is just a shadow cast from afar, his power is unquestionable. The Blood-Grudge-level weird god is even one of the most powerful beings in the world.
Everyone was looking at the pitch-black whirlwind rushing towards them in horror. The fear that the snake-man monster had inflicted on them was still vivid in their minds. They subconsciously wanted to retreat but found themselves unable to move.
"Ding-ling-ling..."
Another clear ring rang in everyone's ears, crisp, cold and cool, washing over everyone and making them calm down again.
Once again saved from that terrifying threat, everyone couldn't help but look at the tall figure in front of them with gratitude.
"I've said it before, it's no use!" Ye Lu said calmly, spinning the bone lamp in his hand. Countless whirlwinds were collected into the lamp, protecting the people behind him. He stared straight at Feng Zai as if he was looking at a strange god in the distance: "You have expanded into my territory."
"These are my people. They have my marks on them. Or do you want to have a serious fight with me?" Ye Lu's voice was calm, but everyone could see the seriousness in his words. The Great Drought Mother was a strange god, and he was also the son of God. Ye Lu was not afraid of Him.
As soon as he finished speaking, the dark yellow earth power emanated from under his feet and gathered around him. The Son of Taishan God stood still as a mountain. These earth-related strange forces were like cheering elves, surrounding their emperor.
Not only that, these strange earth-related forces seem to carry some kind of strange power of inclusion.
The strange power of the earth continued to spread, rise, and slowly change its form, eventually forming a huge, towering, and endless mountain range. The mountain range was so far away, yet so majestic. In the depths of the mountain range, a group of dark green tenaciously supported the entire mountain.
Also resist the power of the Great Drought Mother.
The endless mountain ranges were like natural enemies, fiercely suppressing the light whirlwind and making it unable to move.
The Great Drought Mother also felt a different aura from these veins of the earth.
"..." The Great Drought Mother's eyes moved, and she slowly uttered a strange and weird rhythm, as if asking? What?
However, the strange power of the earth quietly gathered around Ye Lu. There was only silence in the air. No one answered the Great Drought Mother's question, but the Great Drought Mother seemed to have received some message from it. She closed her eyes reluctantly and retreated.
The storm slowly receded, and the last bit of deep yellow dissipated in the air.
The desertification on both sides of the grassland has also been temporarily stopped.
The fleeing team was completely safe.
"Lu Wazi!" Helan's anxious voice broke the relaxation that followed. Everyone who heard it couldn't help but feel their hearts lift. They all looked towards the figure in the center, only to see that the tall figure had collapsed to the ground, with the bone lamp barely holding in his hand.
Helan dragged Ye Lu into her arms just before he fell to the ground, looking anxious. She watched Lu Wazi's momentum continuously decline from Huangli level, to the middle Huangli level, to the early Huangli level, to Baiyou level, and finally stabilized at the stage of almost entering Baiyou level. Even so, his momentum was still shaky.
Lu Wazi looked up and found that the ghost scholar and the playful man rushed over to him and looked at him with concern.
"It's okay. I'm too tired. I'll explain the details when I wake up." Ye Lu felt the fatigue gradually rising in his body, and his voice became smaller and smaller. He hurried to explain everything: "The Great Drought Mother was forcibly intimidated away by me with the power of a top strong man. She can't come back in a short time. It's still safe here, so you can stay for a while."
"Keep quiet when I fall asleep, put some more stones, or just put me on the ground or bury me." Ye Lu's voice became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.
Ye Lu closed his eyes and his breathing gradually became steady.
Helan was startled the moment he closed his eyes, and almost subconsciously checked his breath. Fortunately, his breathing was steady. It was just as he said, he just fell asleep. Helan felt relieved.
"Aunt Lan, leave A Lu to us." The ghost scholar looked at his master lying in Helan's arms, paused, and finally spoke. Only they knew the method of his master's recovery. He stretched out his hand and said in a gentle tone.
The playful man stood silently beside the ghost scholar.
Helan glanced at the two young men in front of her. In her arms was her nephew. The two men were guarding against her as if she were a thief. How could she hurt her nephew? At the same time, Helan sighed in her heart that it seemed that her nephew did not save the wrong person. At least it could be seen that the two men treated him sincerely.
That's it.
After the war, the entire refugee team had a lot of things to do. Helan, as the leader of the guards, was too busy to get away. She could also see the worry hidden in the ghost scholar's eyes.
"Then let the magicians go check on him later." Helan carefully handed Ye Lu to the ghost scholar beside him. The latter looked tall and thin, but surprisingly strong. He didn't seem to be struggling at all when holding Ye Lu, who was almost as old as him.
"I know." The ghost scholar nodded.
The two men ignored everyone in front of them and returned to the carriage. The playful man moved quickly, looked around, found the grass, and directly jumped over the dominoes. The sharp edge cut the grass cleanly, and then he laid Ye Lu flat on the ground.
As soon as he lay on the ground, Ye Lu's originally frowned brows slowly relaxed. In a place invisible to outsiders, the mysterious power from deep within the earth veins slowly rose and passed into his body, nourishing the dried-up earth veins in his body.
No one knows what impact Ye Lu's battle with the Great Drought Mother will have on the other side far away.
The Great Mother of Drought is a blood-grudge-level evil god, and a well-known evil god at that. She has no tribe to worship her, only offspring. Her fame is much greater than imagined.
As early as the moment when the Great Drought Mother retreated and turned away, and the moment when the wind disaster disappeared, several powerful people on the entire earth opened their eyes, raised their heads, and looked in a certain direction.
That is exactly the direction of the Great Drought Mother.
"Has the Great Drought retreated?" In the Ten Thousand Mountains, the rain forest was lush and green, and the air was filled with miasma. Strange plants and beasts were more or less stretching their bodies, breathing in the strange air hidden in the mountains. An old man was sitting cross-legged. He was extremely thin, almost to the point of skin and bones, but he looked very energetic.
He had a smooth beard, but his clothes were very strange, with a lot of silver jewelry.
What is more eye-catching is the date tree above his head.
The jujube tree is a towering tree with black and white colors, but it bears very few fruits. A strange black and white aura floats on the surface of the jujube fruits, wrapping them up. On the other side of the jujube tree, the soil is almost dyed with deep blood within a radius of half a mile, and the blood disappears at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Black and white, you feel it too, right?" The old man looked up and seemed to be talking to the black and white jujube tree beside him.
The black and white jujube tree did not give any answer. At first glance, it looked ordinary and without any mysterious aura. It was completely restrained.
The old man nodded as if he had heard some answer, and he said: "I also felt another more powerful force, but I don't know who it is that could force the Great Drought Mother to retreat."
"It's not forced to retreat, but it's just the incarnation of the Great Drought Mother?"
"That's strange enough. The Great Drought Mother has always valued her offspring. Once lost, she would go crazy looking for them. Now that they have shown up on their own initiative this time, I'm afraid those snake monsters have suffered a heavy loss." The old man spoke slowly, and if you pay attention you will find that he is restrained, and only the occasional divine light can be seen from the depths of his eyes when he moves.
"I'm afraid something has happened in the west." The old man slowly closed his eyes and continued, "Don't worry, wait until the next caravan comes. As long as they want to exchange for strange food above the Blood Grudge level, they must tell us the information they know."
Far away in the King's Court of Beasts.
Endless grassland.
The tribesmen, who were originally in a somewhat anxious atmosphere, had already led their strange beasts to be on high alert. They looked up at the sky, and even at such a far distance, they could still tell that the color of the sky was not right, and it was slightly yellowish. Now, that ominous yellow was gradually fading away.
The tribal leaders did not act rashly. They looked at the leader of the Qingniu tribe. The leader of the Qingniu tribe also did not say a word. He just looked quietly at the big white tent in the center of the distance.
In front of the white tent, there was a huge green shadow as big as a small mountain, with one horn, surrounded by the aura of green wood, and its eyes slightly closed. It looked like a green ox, but its magic could be seen by anyone with eyes, especially the one horn on the top of the green rhinoceros' head, with a faint golden edge, not like an ordinary thing. When he exhaled slightly, the grass clustered beside him grew exceptionally lush.
"The Great Drought Mother has retreated." The figure was a man or a woman, and it was unclear whether he was a man or a woman. He was extremely slender, which made him look more like some kind of insect. He snuggled up to the side of the blue rhinoceros, and after a moment, he said affirmatively.
The King's Court of Ten Thousand Beasts is the closest and can feel it most clearly. They can feel the arrival of the Great Drought Mother.
The Green Ox Leader breathed a sigh of relief. Although he also believed that the Great Drought Mother would not actively attack them who were worshipping the Rhino God, after all, She was only at the Blood Grudge level. But who knew if the Great Drought Mother would go crazy and run around the grassland? If so, what would their strange beasts eat this year if the grassland was damaged?
And what about this year's deal?
What will happen if the strange beasts are not full? They have nothing to trade, no dried meat, no furs. What can they use to trade for strange food? How can they practice without strange food?
Fortunately, the words of the Rhino God have never been wrong.
In the deserted wilderness, a convoy was moving slowly.
Leading the group was a tall figure in a black robe. He was extremely tall and wore a hood. The only thing visible was that there seemed to be a few pairs of eyes on both sides of his cheeks under the hood. In the convoy behind him, huge strange beasts were pulling cargo, and there were also children running happily among them.
"Hmm? There's some movement in the west."
"The Great Drought Mother is so obedient? There must be something fishy. Let me think about whether we should send a good kid from the village to trade with her." The leading figure stopped and touched his chin thoughtfully.
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