Chapter 629 The end of the small barbarian tribe!
In just the blink of an eye, the tribe was bleeding into rivers, with torn corpses everywhere.
The figure of the Holy Dragon City monk is like a ghost, and the sword in his hand is constantly flashing. In every area where the blade passes, one or several barbarians will be killed!
Suddenly a big change occurred, and the barbarian tribe immediately fell into chaos, with screams and exclamations coming one after another.
The barbarian tribesmen kept running around in panic, but they fell to the swords of the monks from Holy Dragon City one after another. There was no way to escape.
The monks in the tribe had blood-red eyes, roared angrily, and rushed towards the Holy Dragon City monks with weapons in hand.
It’s a pity that these barbarian monks don’t know how terrifying their enemies are, and they are all the elite of the monks in Holy Dragon City!
Compared to the monks of Holy Dragon City, the strength of these barbarian monks is not even a little bit worse.
Therefore, in front of the monks of Holy Dragon City, they could not survive even one move and were killed directly to the ground.
They were unwilling, angry, and painful, but they were unable to do anything about it, and finally died with their eyes wide open.
The old priest who had just presided over the sacrifice roared angrily, and the scales on his body erupted with bloody light, and he suddenly stuck out his tongue at a Holy Dragon City monk.
A strange scene appeared. The old priest's tongue was extended by more than several meters in an instant, and like a bloody spear, it went straight to stab the monk of Holy Dragon City opposite.
This situation shows that the bloodline ability of this old priest has evolved, and then derived more advanced abilities.
At this moment, he was using his own essence and blood to stimulate this bloodline talent, trying to kill the monk from Holy Dragon City in front of him!
The Holy Dragon City monk who was attacked by him sneered, and the sword in his hand flashed with cold light, suddenly brushing against the slender tongue full of terrifying power.
"Pfft!"
The sound of a knife cutting tough leather sounded, and the old priest screamed, but the tongue that could penetrate gold and stone was cut off abruptly by the sword of the monk from Holy Dragon City.
The bloodline advanced talent competes with the lord-level monks, but in the end, the lord-level monks are better!
The Holy Dragon City monk was unyielding when he gained the upper hand. The sword in his hand shook violently, bursting out with the light of death, and then his body passed by the old priest like a phantom.
Stopping his body, the monk from Holy Dragon City shook the blood from his blade and continued to rush towards the next barbarian.
The barbarian priest's body froze, and he made a "gurgling" sound from his mouth. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his face was full of pain.
It turns out that the neck of the sacrifice has been cut off by the monks of Holy Dragon City. Now there is only a thin layer of skin connecting it, and blood is shooting out quickly.
He knelt on the ground and glanced at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, turning his head to carefully look at the totem statue. Reluctance and malice flashed in his eyes.
"Plop!"
As the barbarian priest fell to the ground, there were not many barbarian tribesmen left in this small tribe at this moment.
"It's just a small tribe. It doesn't have much value. There's no need to hold back!"
A faint voice came, which also decided the final fate of this barbarian tribe.
Tang Zhen did not look at the corpses lying in a pool of blood, but frowned at the totem statue in front of him with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
After a few breaths, Tang Zhen suddenly took action and grabbed the totem directly.
On the surface, it seemed that he wanted to grab the totem, but in fact, one of Tang Zhen's hands suddenly penetrated into the dark world, landed on the totem, and then grabbed it hard.
A scream came, and then a group of spirits that looked very similar to the totem and faintly exuded the aura of a lord was pulled out of the totem stone statue by Tang Zhen.
This bloody spirit kept struggling in Tang Zhen's hands, trying to break away from Tang Zhen's control, but in vain.
The moment Tang Zhen caught the spirit body, various emotions of joy, anger, sorrow and joy came to his heart, making a cold light flash in his eyes.
"If you only have this little means, then you can just die!" Tang Zhen snorted coldly, took out the mirror of reincarnation and threw the spirit body directly into it.
As long as the spirit body enters the Samsara Mirror, it cannot escape from there. It can only be controlled by Tang Zhen. Life or death can only be determined by his thoughts.
After putting away the spirit body, Tang Zhen glanced at the totem stone statue again and put it into the storage space.
This kind of thing is a voucher for redeeming military merit. Only by killing all the barbarian tribesmen and controlling and killing the totem spirits at the same time can it be possible to obtain this kind of trophy that represents the annihilation of the barbarian tribes!
The barbarian tribe in front of us has been completely wiped out by Tang Zhen!
Turning around and looking around, he saw that the monks from Holy Dragon City who were following him were spreading out and were collecting the body ornaments of these barbarians to exchange for military merit on the cornerstone platform.
The tribal ornaments worn by these barbarians are like the identity cards of Loucheng residents. Once lost, they will be expelled by the totem spirit when entering the tribe.
The totem spirits of tribes will not accept the prayers of barbarians without ornaments and will not provide them with protection.
So the barbarian tribes regard this pendant as extremely important, just like life. Unless there are special reasons such as death, they never let it leave the body.
Therefore, it is the most common practice among Loucheng monks to take off this tribal ornament to exchange for military merit.
As for the valuable trophies encountered during the period, the monks in Loucheng will also put them away together and divide them equally after they are exchanged for battle merit.
Of course, if you encounter an item you like, you can also ask the Cornerstone Platform to value it, and then deduct it from your battle merit.
During this period, the combat merits earned or spent by Loucheng residents will be stacked together. As long as a certain amount is reached and a Totem Lord is killed, Loucheng can smoothly upgrade its level.
So Loucheng will encourage residents to earn military merits, and even introduce a lot of benefits in order to increase their enthusiasm for hunting. All they want is to speed up the accumulation of military merits!
In the days to come, Holy Dragon City will inevitably introduce corresponding incentive mechanisms to allow the war cultivators in Loucheng to actively kill the enemy!
About ten minutes later, the monks had completed cleaning the battlefield and left the place directly.
It won't take long for the smell of blood here to attract a large number of monsters and beasts, which will devour all the remains of these barbarians.
Before leaving, Tang Zhen glanced at the barbarian tribe, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
This method of killing everyone seemed quite cruel, and Tang Zhen couldn't help but feel a little confused.
After all, this time he took the initiative to provoke the killing, and there was no reason, just for conquest and occupation.
Unless Tang Zhen knows the reason for this kind of conquest and killing, even if he meticulously completes the promotion task of Loucheng, there will still be a knot in his heart.
It's not that he feels guilty because of the killing, but he feels ashamed because he doesn't know the specific inside story.
After all, behind this kind of war, there must be some shocking secret that he doesn't know. If he doesn't find out, Tang Zhen will always feel like he is troubled by the fog.
As for the slaughter of these barbarians, Tang Zhen did not have much psychological burden. After all, if the roles were reversed, the other party would not have the slightest pity.
To seek political power in one’s position, since one is involved in a game of gambling with one’s life, one must have the awareness to throw away one’s life if one fails.
If you don’t want to die, then you can only kill the enemy!
Therefore, if he does not want his residents to be harmed, he must not show any kindness to women. Tang Zhen knows this very well.
After all, the essence of the Loucheng world is to cultivate poison and plunder. Tang Zhen is unable to change anything, and can only gradually adapt to this abnormal rule and explore the secrets behind it.
On the other hand, the Loucheng monks on the side did not have any unbearable feelings after destroying a barbarian tribe, but regarded it as a normal thing.
When Tang Zhen saw this, he shook his head slightly, and then sighed softly, his eyes flashed with determination that he had never seen before.
Since there is nothing you can change, let nature take its course and make yourself the strongest Gu insect!
In this way, I believe that one day I will break away from the rules and control the fate of myself and the residents of Loucheng.
(End of this chapter)