Chapter 233 The five great envoys take action with all their might
An isolated island deep in Yunmeng Daze.
The dark wind roared and the turbid waves beat into the sky.
The rain was pouring down, and the air was filled with a bone-deep chill.
The sky was covered with densely packed ferocious birds. Their broad frames were covered with a layer of sparse black hair, and they kept emitting shrill and shrill screams.
In a cave where a large area of rocks collapsed.
Moist water vapor surged in, and darkness enveloped the place. Only a glimmer of light shone through the entrance of the cave.
Under the continuous disasters, the more than 20,000 Feng tribe members who survived were all crowded here.
Many people were badly injured, blood was mixed with mud and water, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air.
Fear and despair overwhelmed the place.
No one spoke, only constant sobbing. They were like pigs about to be sent to the slaughterhouse, waiting for the countdown to death.
"leader!"
Low sobs came from the depths of darkness: "Do you think Sui will really come to save us?"
"Yes, it will definitely happen!"
Feng Wanxi, who was guarding the entrance of the cave, spoke firmly.
In order to protect her tribe, her left arm was torn off by a bird, and blood continued to gush out from the wound.
She gritted her teeth, endured the severe pain, and applied a puddle of herbs to the wound, hoping to delay death in this way.
"But Sui has disappeared for more than ten years, will he really come back?"
"Yes! Did he abandon us?"
"Uuuuuuuuah, I don't want to die, they are too scary, how about we surrender!"
"We have been holding on for half a month. My parents and children are all dead, and there is not much food left in the cave. Chief, you can't take us to die!"
"..."
The tribesmen spoke with vibrato, and more people even lacked the strength to speak and could only hum a few times in cooperation.
"Enough!"
"If anyone is cowardly and surrenders, I will kill him now!"
Feng Wanxi's face turned pale due to too much blood loss. She struggled to stand up while holding on to the wall, and her tone was extremely firm: "Sui told me that as long as we are in danger, he will definitely come back to save us!"
"Besides, even if Sui fails to appear, do you have to surrender to the enemy who killed your relatives just to survive?"
"My Feng clan has been inherited for thousands of years and has experienced too many hardships. We have fought against the heaven and the earth, against nature, against wild beasts, and against aliens. We rely on our bravery and tenacious will to take root in this wilderness."
"If you surrender, how can you face the ancestors of the Feng tribe after your death?"
"In today's battle, I will only die, but the will of the Feng clan... will last forever!"
Feng Wanxi is in her thirties this year.
She has been sitting in the position of leader for nearly twenty years. She has long since lost the youthfulness of her girlhood, and her brows are full of fierceness and majesty.
Her words successfully stabilized the Feng clan, which was about to collapse.
Feng Wanxi's prestige in the tribe is extremely high, and most of the tribe members are willing to follow her, even if there is an abyss and death ahead.
This is the charm of ancient tribes. The leader has the supreme belief of the tribesmen.
But there are also some tribesmen who are frightened and are already groping outside the cave secretly under the cover of darkness.
"You continue to wait here to die. I won't accompany you anymore. I'm sorry, chief. I just want to live!"
One tribesman threw away his legs and ran like crazy into the wind and rain outside the cave.
Open your hands and shout.
"Great God, I surrender, I surrender!"
A strong man sitting next to Feng Wanxi grabbed a stiff bow, nocked an arrow and wanted to shoot.
But the woman stopped her with her eyes.
"Forget it, let him go!"
Feng Wanxi's eyes were filled with tears. She was the leader of the tribe, and the lives of more than 30,000 tribe members depended on her. How could she have the heart to lead everyone to death?
However, she did not want to take refuge in those divine tribes and become an existence that was neither human nor ghost.
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Soon, another week passed.
The food in the cave had been eaten two days ago.
The storm outside intensified and showed no signs of stopping. Rainwater poured in continuously along the cracks in the rocks at the entrance of the cave.
Darkness and cold eroded the last faith of every tribesman.
Many people froze to death in the mud and water while in a comatose state and never woke up.
Feng Wanxi's condition is also very bad.
Some hemostatic herbs were simply applied to the broken arm, but it did not have much effect. The wound festered over a large area and emitted a stench.
Several days of high fever had exhausted her strength, and her eyelids were extremely heavy, as if she could never open them once they were closed.
"No, I can't die yet. If I die, my tribe will be doomed!"
She woke up from her semi-consciousness and slapped herself several times.
At this moment, a thunderous sound exploded outside.
"Feng Tribe, listen up. Those who are willing to surrender to my Thunder Tribe, come here. My Lord, the God of Thunder, is a great being who controls the way of heaven. He can protect your lives!"
While talking, a flag was thrown into the open space not far from the front of the cave.
The flag is silver-white, with a strange thunder symbol engraved on it.
"Those who are willing to surrender to my tribe, the Rain God, come here. Our Lord, the Rain God, is in charge of the rules of rain in the world and is a true god!"
Another flag was thrown down, some distance away from the thunder flag.
The flag is blue with dense mysterious symbols on it, like forming a rain curtain.
"My lord, the God of flesh and blood, has come to accept my surrender!"
A familiar flag descended, and strange scarlet vertical pupils stared in the direction of the cave.
"My lord Mihailbo is a great being who can control ferocious birds..."
"My Lord is the Lord of Darkness..."
A total of five flags with different totems were thrown in front of the cave, symbolizing the different gods and tribes behind them.
Within the confines of the flag, there was no storm or cold, just piles of water and food.
Naked temptation!
At this moment, even the most determined warrior's will wavered.
The choice between life and death always becomes extremely easy in times of despair.
The last trace of the tribe's spirit collapsed.
At first, only a few ethnic groups helped him walk to the flag.
Under their leadership, more and more tribesmen rushed outside.
This time, Feng Wanxi didn't stop him.
She knew that no matter how much she said at this moment, it would be in vain.
"Is it really over?"
Feng Wanxi whispered.
She forced her seriously injured body to stand up, grabbed the flagpole with her bloody palms, and followed her tribe into the fierce rainstorm.
The cold wind as sharp as a knife made her unable to open her eyes, and only the flag she held in her right hand made a sound.
Seeing this scene, many tribesmen who had already stood under the god's flag and started fighting for food stopped what they were doing.
"This is……"
"leader……"
Feng Wanxi did not look at them, but walked directly in front of the five divine flags, let out a hysterical roar, and stabbed the flagpole in her hand into the soil.
The fiery red flag danced wildly in the heavy rain, with lines tattooed on it, and finally the word "燇" was engraved on it!
"Feng tribe, my lord is Sui. If you are willing to fight to the death, stand behind me!" Her roar was drowned in the storm.
Blood spurted out, soaking through the animal skin clothes he was wearing.
She was such a tragic woman who could die at any time, but her body was stuck in the strong wind like a nail.
At this moment, many members of the Feng tribe fell silent, including those who had already stood under the banner of the gods.
"The Feng family lives forever!"
The first woman stood behind Feng Wanxi.
Then the second, the third, the fourth...
Finally, a dark mass gathered together, and everyone had a look of determination on their faces, and it seemed that they could hear the blessings passed down by the ancestors of the Feng tribe in their ears.
"Haha, what stupid humans!"
Sneering laughter echoed in the air.
A burly man appeared under the clouds.
His bare chest was tattooed with divine seals that squirmed like insects, and he held a three-foot-long weird staff with lightning wrapped around it.
"It's a bit stupid, but it's this kind of faith that makes it so precious. It's what the Lord God longs for most!"
Another figure appeared.
She has the face of a middle-aged woman, and her skin is dark blue. It is difficult to tell whether she is still human.
"No matter how precious it is, if it cannot be used by my lord, I can only kill it!"
Another tall, strong man appeared, with a blood-red vertical pupil appearing on his forehead.
"What a pity. If the population of more than 20,000 can be used by my lord, my lord's strength will definitely be further improved!"
The speaking figure had an ugly bird head, its hands evolved into long black wings, and its legs and torso still looked human.
"Yes, these are human beings from ancient times. They are entwined with cause and effect. One person's faith is worth ten thousand people in future generations!"
The last person was a tall, thin man with mysterious black lines on his face and cold pupils: "It's just that they refuse to surrender, so we can only kill them all, starting with their leader!"
Overcast clouds, lightning and thunder.
The terrifying murderous intent was overwhelming like heaven.
The thin man had an indifferent expression and raised his finger towards Feng Wanxi. Black air surged around him, and a beam of light condensed by dark power shot toward the woman's head.
"Die!"
Feng Wanxi raised her head high, her face full of stubbornness.
At this moment, her mood calmed down and she just had to wait for death to come.
Scenes from the past flashed through my mind like a movie.
Born in the Feng tribe when he was young, he struggled to survive under the harsh nature and predators from wild beasts, and his relatives died tragically one by one.
Until that man appeared, his majestic figure was as tall as a god, and he had protected the Feng clan for more than ten years.
With his support, he successfully became the leader of the tribe, growing step by step, and finally became the Feng Wanxi he is today.
It seems that in front of that man, any difficulties and dangers can be easily solved.
"Sui, where are you..."
"Wanxi, I miss you!"
The crystal tears slid down the cheeks,
Black light has already shot out.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
On the fluttering flag, the word "燇" suddenly shed a golden luster, and the luster became brighter and brighter, like the first ray of light rising from the ground, dispelling the darkness.
The dark ray was easily blocked by the flag, and then disappeared into nothingness.
"What's this?"
Everyone in the sky looked shocked.
The next moment, a ray of fire as brilliant as a shooting star pierced the darkness.
When the flames dissipated, a tall and majestic figure appeared between heaven and earth.
He clapped his hands, and the water-attribute energy between heaven and earth quickly dissipated.
The heavy rain stopped and the strong wind died down.
The members of the Feng tribe all raised their heads, staring blankly at this miraculous scene. Only Feng Wanxi's face was choked with sobs. She recognized the back figure at the first sight.
Sui, you really didn’t abandon us!
"Who are you?"
The tone of the Oracle of the Dark Lord became solemn.
"You...you can call me, Sui!"
Qi Sui's pupils were filled with anger.
He clapped his hands again, and the fire attribute energy between heaven and earth boiled.
[Elemental Affinity Specialization], cast!
The flames ignited out of thin air, forming a huge fire storm that penetrated the sky and the earth. The dark clouds in the sky were stirred up, and the warm sunshine once again sprinkled on the cold bodies of every clan member.
"Sea of Fire, open!"
He pushed horizontally with both palms!
The flames surged in all directions, condensing into a magnificent sea of flames. Those densely packed ferocious birds had no time to escape and were directly burned to death.
"stop!"
The oracle of Mihailbo was filled with rage.
He ignored the danger and rushed over first.
[Longming] lv1!
Deep black dragon scales appeared, the huge dragon tail swung, and the cold dragon eyes were full of madness and majesty.
A large amount of blood mist sprayed out along the pores.
"Ugly thing, die!"
Accompanied by the dragon's roar, it echoed through the sky.
The oracle who rushed towards him tried his best to resist, but was still directly blasted into blood mist by an extremely violent punch.
The world is silent.
The eyes of the other four oracles trembled wildly.
Although Mihailbo's Oracle was the weakest among them, it would be a bit exaggerated to be beaten to death with just one punch!
"Now, it's your turn!"
Qi Sui turned around slowly and his eyes fell on the oracle of the Flesh Cult.
A sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he took a step forward, the air was blown away, and he was in front of him in an instant.
"Attack me first? I tell you that you chose the wrong person!"
"My strength is not comparable to that idiot just now!"
The burly man spoke with a loud voice.
Thick red veins protruded from his bulging muscles. The terrifying power that could move mountains and fill seas was flowing through his body, and the pressure it exuded made the surrounding air extremely sticky.
"drink!"
The dragon claw that Qi Sui had killed was blocked by him with difficulty, and his body burst open with large wounds in an instant.
"Haha, is this all you have?"
He gasped: "The last person who dared to compete with me in strength is dead!"
"Oh, really?"
Qi Sui smiled evilly.
The muscles on his back twitched violently, and two thick dragon claws stretched out, and then in the eyes of the strong man's disbelief, he twisted his head off.
Snap——
The headless body fell to the ground.
The four-armed Qisui is so fierce that it kills another person!
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(End of chapter)