Night has not yet fallen, but the sky has already darkened. In the deep mountains and forests, the dim light can no longer penetrate the branches and leaves of the trees that cover the sky and the moon. The entire mountain forest is already like a dark night, and the world is hazy and shrouded in a layer of twilight. I couldn't see clearly from the front, back, left, and right, so I could only fumble around.
In the darkness, roars of unknown beasts were heard from time to time, shaking all directions, like a strong wind blowing for dozens of miles. Countless weak beasts were running, scurrying around and fleeing in all directions.
In a clearing in the forest, a dozen strong men were lying on the intertwined boulders. Their limbs, broken bodies, and blood were intertwined. Beside the strong men, a huge ape fell to the ground. There was blood on the ground, and more. It flowed out from it, dyeing the ground red.
These strong men are all tall and long, the shortest one is only two meters and two meters, and the tall one is nearly three meters. Their flesh and blood are swollen, their skin is like copper poured into iron, and they exude an unnatural aura of arrogance.
They had almost no clothes on their bodies, only fur wrapped around their waists to cover their vital parts. At this time, everyone lay down on the ground and looked sideways. The surrounding fur could hardly hide the huge thing inside.
??????????????????????? But at this time, the sky was hazy, just pitch black, and the broken limbs and broken bodies were strewn with blood all around, and the painful cold groans of several people could be heard occasionally. In this tragic scene, how could anyone pay attention to this?
At this time, the strong man at the head struggled to stand up, looked at his companions on the left and right, and just sighed and shook his head in silence. He had seen this kind of scene many times.
Being born in the wilderness and dying in the wilderness are nothing but normal for the barbarians in the wilderness.
"Those who can still move, stand up and bring back all the dead tribesmen." The strong man said loudly, his voice roaring like thunder, and the men lying on the ground got up one after another.
They may have a gash in their body. This is a minor injury that can be healed by just recovering on their own. More often than not, their limbs are broken. For such injuries, they must return to the tribe with the broken limbs and rely on them. The wizard of the clan casts a spell to heal.
As for the dead tribesmen, they can only bring them back to the tribe, let their bodies turn to dust in the bonfire, and let their souls return to the embrace of the earth.
The strong men moved silently, except for the occasional cold snort, which was caused by the pain in the body. As for the wailing, such a sound is only heard by others, but only looked down upon, so no one will do it.
These strong men have extremely strong vitality. The blood on the ground has just begun to dry up. Most of the wounds on their bodies have almost healed naturally. Although they have not healed, they can at least move without hindrance.
After ordering his men, the strong man at the head walked up to the huge ape, put his hand on the ape's back, and pulled it out violently. A bright light shone with a burst of scarlet, and the blood in the ape's body spurted out, covering him. .
His body, which was almost ten feet tall, was drenched with hot blood. The blood all over his body made him look like a demon.
"Well, if we had a few more bronze weapons, this hunting wouldn't be so difficult." The strong man pulled out the long sword with a wide blade in his hand, looked at the green light on the sword, and seemed to see the wizards of the clan singing in a trance. year and month.
In those unknown years, all the tribesmen followed Chi You's Jiuli army from the southern wilderness and swept across the central wilderness. At that time, there were banners like a forest and soldiers fighting like a sea. Everyone who followed Jiuli was equipped with equipment. Wearing bronze weapons.
This bronze sword has been passed down since then. Although it has been passed down for a long time, it is still sharp. It is much more powerful than the homemade weapons made by the clan using wild beasts, monster teeth, bones, etc.
For countless years, the beasts and monsters that have died under this sword have piled up into a mountain. And with the continuous killing, this sword seems to be getting sharper, and a clear light gradually shines on the sword body, just like the legend. The magic weapon.
After pondering for a while, the strong man came back to his senses and raised the bronze sword in his hand high. The original green brilliance on the sword turned into substance. The sword light trembled and buzzed, as if there were countless beasts and monsters wailing, and an incomparable evil was everywhere. Spread out, bringing out an incomparable tragedy.
The green light slashed downwards, and the body of the giant ape under the strong man was immediately cut open by the green light. It penetrated the flesh without any hindrance until it penetrated the bone, and then it collided with a metallic trembling sound.
With a sword slashed down, the strong man's hands kept flashing, and he deftly dissected the giant ape along the seams of its flesh and blood, separating the fur, flesh, and bones.
The tribesmen on the side cooperated to remove the flesh and blood. In the end, a white and crystal-clear skeleton was left on the ground, shining brightly in the dusk, illuminating the surrounding area.
Everyone looked at the skeleton with joy.
Born in the Southern Wilderness, they are extremely familiar with monsters. Everyone knows that there is always something special about monsters.
This monster is actually the condensed body of its own bonesThe head, even after death, the strength condensed in the bones is still extraordinary, making the bones extremely hard, even the bronze sword in the palm of a strong man cannot easily break it.
With such a skeleton, if it were completely dismantled and made into weapons, the combat effectiveness of the entire Wuxi tribe would be enough to rise several levels. In the future, it will be extremely easy to hunt wild beasts. Even if you encounter monsters, it will be easier to deal with them. There will never be more than a dozen people like today. It took almost half of the person's death to capture this ape demon.
Looking at the skeleton of the monster beast, the originally gloomy atmosphere suddenly became much better.
The people of the Wuxi tribe quickly cleaned up in this atmosphere and brought back the dead people together with the flesh and blood bones of the monsters.
In the hazy twilight, in the dark forest, the bones of monster beasts exuded a scorching light. As the strong men returned along the path, they sang tunes with almost no lyrics in their mouths, and accompanied by the roars of wild beasts, scattered a A vast atmosphere.
In this vast atmosphere, a relatively thin young man, who was being carried on his shoulders by a strong man, slowly opened his eyes, his pupils as light as water, and in his fleeting eyes, the rare wisdom of the Southern Wilderness barbarians was revealed. .
The boy who was knocked away by the monster during the hunt and fainted during the collision has now changed into a different person.
"Southern Wilderness, Wuxi Tribe, Chi You, Jiuli the interesting world of gods!" All the things in the young man's memory and the old-fashioned songs sung by the wizard kept coming to mind, and there was a smile on his lips. .
This young man is none other than Wang Li who has arrived.
Generally speaking, this kind of advent cannot come to a person who is closely connected with heaven and earth and is loved by fate. Like the person who traveled through the earth in the past, if he could come to Lu Qingdu, it would be like smoke rising from his ancestral grave.
Now, with Wang Li's power, it has descended on the protagonists who are conferring gods and calamities in this world. Even the weakest ones will have to spend a lot of time, and if they are not good enough, they will be investigated by others.
Therefore, he chose a corner place outside the main line and transformed into an ordinary Wuxi barbarian. He was granted the title of God and calamity. All eyes were focused on Xiqi and Chaoge as well as the monks and monsters who chose the two camps. Who would pay attention to the endless wilderness outside the Central Plains? (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)