Quan Ji, still carrying the wild boar, darted out from the crowd, laughing and shouting as always, "Friends, let's eat wild boar today!"
However, as she shouted, Quan Ji's voice weakened. She didn't see the crowds rushing to her to help her as she had imagined, nor did she see the children gathering together with curious eyes, looking at her with admiration.
Instead, it was a scene of devastation, a flat wasteland.
Like the survivors of the Wish Tribe, she stood frozen in the area that should have been a bustling entrance to the tribe, staring blankly at the incomprehensible scene before her.
Snap—
The wild boar she was carrying fell to the ground, and her hands slowly fell to the ground as well.
Xing walked to her side, and heard her ask in a questioning tone and a desolate voice, "Where is our tribe?"
A feeling of unease suddenly welled up inside her.
Xing was the same; she quickly grabbed the person next to her and asked, "Where is our tribe? Why has this place turned into a flat plain?!"
His breathing became heavy, and the feeling of unease grew stronger.
He couldn't be mistaken; this was the location of their tribe. But... where was the tribe? How could it be reduced to ruins?
A cold wind blew by, leaving the place desolate and quiet.
The man who was caught shook his head in confusion: "We...we came back in the afternoon and it was already gone. We thought we had looked in the wrong place. We searched the whole surrounding area, but...we just couldn't find the location of the tribe. It's as if...our tribe disappeared into thin air."
Anger surged within Xing, and he roared, a rare display of fury: "What a joke! Our tribe is right here, how could it just vanish into thin air!"
Quan Ji listened and also thought it was impossible.
She immediately used her divine power to explore the area.
Suddenly, countless rays of light converged, like a miracle, forming houses and buildings of all shapes and sizes on this bare ground.
This is what the Wish Tribe originally looked like.
All the survivors were shocked and stared blankly at Quan Ji.
Although they had long suspected that the young lady was a deity, they had never been so certain as they were now.
Everything in the golden tribe made of light seemed to be functioning normally, and there seemed to be nothing strange about it.
However, at that moment, a cloud of mist suddenly appeared in the sky, enveloping the entire tribe.
Only then did people realize that the disappearance of the tribe must be inextricably linked to the fog!
Indeed, they saw people being engulfed by the fog and disappearing from their spots in an instant.
A living person vanishes in an instant, as if swallowed up.
This is simply unbelievable!
However, the fog was still spreading at a visible rate.
Suddenly, a survivor shouted, "Son, run! That thing is coming!"
As he spoke, the survivor rushed into the time reversal constructed by Quan Ji's divine power, his face filled with fear.
His target was a child bouncing a leather ball, and he wanted to take the child away. However... just as his hands were about to touch the child's body, he missed completely and passed right through the child.
By the time they realized what was happening, half of the child had already disappeared. The animal skin ball, constructed of golden light, rolled on the ground, bounced, and then moved quite a distance.
In that instant, the person who rushed in was completely filled with despair.
He turned around and looked at his son's transparent half-body, weeping, shaking his head, and crying out in despair, "My son!!!"
The fog swallowed everything, engulfing the entire Wish Tribe.
Everyone is dead, completely wiped out!
Their family members, friends, and confidants all experienced the process of dying right before their eyes.
It was a desperate, oppressive process that made it impossible to control one's tears.
The golden light dissipated the next second.
Everything vanished, leaving only this desolate plain, a scene of utter desolation, as if the once glorious Wish Tribe was nothing but a passing cloud.
In an instant, cries rang out from among the survivors.
"It was the gods...the gods devoured our tribe...why did they do this? Why?!"
"My child... my child! I shouldn't have left him in the tribe, why did this happen!"
"Mommy...Mommy...Waaaaaah, my mommy, I want my mommy!!"
"Where is the Star God? Why isn't the Star God coming to help us!"
...
The cries of the people were the best emotional outpouring, which made Quan Ji, who was originally emotionally fragile, realize that she had spent several years in this illusion and had long since become one with the Wish Tribe here.
She realized that the people here respected her just as the people of the Holy Empire respected her.
She also thought of the adorable expressions on the children's faces as they marveled at her various ingenious inventions.
She also thought about all the things that happened here, all the happy and sad memories.
Amidst her sobs, Quan Ji's voice became hoarse.
She felt a feeling of discomfort emanating from her mind, carried by the sound of the wind to every cell in her body, leaving her feeling helpless.
Her fingers curled slightly, and her voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible:
“The star… is a strange god that has swallowed up our tribe.”
In just a moment, that powerful civilization was destroyed.
Quan Ji's words were like a needle piercing Xing's chest. He felt so uncomfortable and suffocated that he could hardly breathe. Looking at the woman in front of him, he subconsciously wrapped his arms around her shoulders from behind.
He wouldn't let her see his current expression.
As the clan chief, he was practically the spiritual leader of the Wish Tribe.
He grew up and was raised in this tribe from a young age, eventually becoming the tribe's strongest man and then its chief.
His life, filled with joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, was witnessed by the Wish Tribe.
Now, the tribe has vanished overnight.
That emotion was indescribable.
His voice was filled with even more despair: "What do we do..."
"Your Majesty, my tribe is gone... What should we do?"
This was the first time in his life he had felt so helpless.
The Wish Tribe has grown to 30,000 people over the years, but now only a little over 100 people are still alive!
What about his people?
What about his tribe?
If everything is gone, then what is he...?
Quan Ji clenched her fists, her eyes bloodshot, hatred coursing through her entire body, golden power surging forth as her body spiraled out of control due to her emotions.
"I will take my revenge—!"
"I will not let this god get away with this... It has broken the rules!"
Did you break the rules?
Well, not really. In this era, humans and gods coexist, so there are no rules.
In the eyes of the gods, humans are nothing but ants, who can be crushed and killed on the spot.
However, at that moment, the eerie laughter rang out again.
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