Chapter 879 Going to the East
"Many of the people who survived in the end have returned to Nanwei City."
"Really? It's the haze city that is rumored outside?"
"Well, Rebecca is there too."
"That's great, let's go back quickly."
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"I plan to go to the east first."
"Then I'll be with you."
"Okay, is that sparkling water still available? Pour half a cup of it."
"Some, some."
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One tall, one short, one black and one white, two messy hairs with huge bags strolled in the Lengyuan Great Gobi.
Her elder brother only said that he was going to the east, but he didn't say how to go.
Kai didn't ask much, and followed along like a follower, walking aimlessly on the Great Gobi Desert.
Rick's bloody sacrifice reverse summoning technique has not been fully understood, at least in Mylo's opinion, because he has been walking in the Great Gobi Desert for a whole day now, and he has no intention of making a space jump.
Myro was just wandering around. He didn't even know whether the direction he was heading east. The yellow sand flew wildly on this large Gobi Desert, and the sky was shining and the stars were all blurred.
Kai knew the direction very well, but she did not correct Mylo, but just followed his pace silently.
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As he walked, Mylo suddenly turned around and looked at Kai.
He said inexplicably: "You have grown a lot."
"Brother, you too..." Kai paused for a moment, and didn't find any appropriate way to describe it. He held it in a while before saying, "Your complexion has improved."
In fact, it’s not just that his complexion has improved. The real change in Mylo is that his extreme indifference is gradually fading. Compared to when he was awake, Kai can now call him "Brother" more easily.
If you recall it carefully, it seems that this is indeed the case.
When I first met, Ikem Town, what was the state of Mylo at that time?
After being tortured by nightmare for a while, he suffered from severe insomnia and excessive undead peeping, his whole mental outlook looked like the Cainhurst blood clan who had sucked D.
Later, the humanity in Mylo, who entered the sequence of superiors, is gradually passing away. Sometimes, even the closest people around him will feel that sense of distance.
But now this inexplicable sense of distance has been completely eliminated.
Even the Lord of Yilan, Mabel, who met for the first time, noticed this special phenomenon. Mylo possessed human qualities that ordinary superiors did not possess.
He is a polymer of human nature, various taboo forces, original sin and superior order.
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"What kind of magic is your shiny stick?" Mylo suddenly asked.
There is indeed a big difference between Yilan's magic system and the conventional magic of the fantasy dream world. This pure attack method is quite rare. In traditional classics, low-level magic or spells have the main purpose of killing. For middle-level and advanced ones, they are all aimed at summoning the superior, old days, gods, or external gods.
In contrast, Yilan Ren took a different approach and developed another unique form of power. It does not require the blessing of faith or climbing on the life sequence. It can also burst out with powerful power, leading the magic of the stars into the sharp blade.
"Via Kariya." Kai blurted out: "This name is written in the magic book, but I don't know what the name originated. Also, that is not a shiny stick, it is a sword."
She stretched out her finger and gestured twice in the air.
Some light blue spots of light gathered up and extended out at their fingertips, turning into the form of a slender sword.
That power is very magical, at least Mylo has not seen it in the hands of other superiors.
"It seems that the Lord of Yilan also comes from a very amazing civilization." Myro narrowed his eyes and looked at the sword tip of Kai's fingertips as if he had never seen the world. He even touched it with a bloody hole in his fingertips. Kai screamed and began to search for bandage drugs in his backpack. Before he could find it, Myro's wound automatically healed.
"Uh--"
"It's okay," Milo muttered, "You sister Rebecca is much more ruthless than you."
"Huh?" Kai didn't understand and asked in a daze, "Do you two have a bad relationship now?"
"It's OK, it's OK." Mylo waved his hand.
"Oh, that's good." Kai thought.
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"Brother, there seems to be something in front of you."
"Dead Rick finally implemented the reverse summon to me."
"What reverse summon?"
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east.
A city wall separates heaven and hell.
They are the eternal kingdom Os-Narge, and the desolate forbidden zone that imprisons the descendants of the conquerors.
Since a special time node began, various hideous and terrifying filthy creatures have begun to emerge to the east of the penalty area. Most of them are huge arthropods, but almost every encounter has a brand new form.
They appeared in this barren dark place without warning.
And over time, these species of unknown origins are still evolving, evolving their own ethnic groups and tribes.
According to the eastern remnants, disasters are spreading from the Far East.
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Although the remnants were reluctant, in order to survive, they became the first line of defense for the Eastern continent to fight against the filthy giant insects.
This is a war, but it is not just a war between the survivor tribe and the giant Zerg, because Osnarge's wall will be broken sooner or later.
Although the participating tribes of the remnants scattered in the restricted area have gathered and gathered, with their strength and limited resources, they cannot gain a foothold in the crazy evolution of giant insects. As time goes by, the tribe has retreated west dozens of times. Later, they can be discharged from the army or retire.
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The tribal leader formed by the remnants of this group of remnants is the boy who once crawled back alive from the "Divine War".
In the bloody battles again and again, he won the respect of all his tribes.
This respect is shown in a scar totem that is painted with vegetation juice on the faces of the people in the surviving tribes today.
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In addition to the brave and warlike leader, there is another crucial figure in the scarfaced clan, the immortal blacksmith.
He is always providing swords and weapons to the soldiers of the remnants, and is dismembering the carapaces of powerful giant insects and refining elements from the ore at all times. He seems to never feel tired...
Even in the middle of the night, the sound of forging weapons in the tribe will not stop.
If you are also one of the scar faces, hold your breath and squat behind the blacksmith, you can hear the occasional hoarse murmur:
"I...I must...will create a God-killing weapon..."
(This chapter ends)