Chapter 233 The Five Great Divine Envoys, Attack with All Their Strength
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 were constantly 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 faint 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 out of their courage 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, leaving a distance from the Thunder Flag.
The flag was blue, with dense mysterious symbols on it, like a rain curtain.
"My Lord, the God of Flesh and Blood, has come to accept the surrender!"
A familiar flag landed, and the strange scarlet vertical pupils stared at the direction of the cave.
"My Lord, Mihailpo, is a great existence that 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 different gods and tribes behind them.
Within the range covered by the flag, there was no storm or cold, only piled up water and food.
Naked temptation!
At this moment, even the most determined warriors had their wills shaken.
The choice between life and death always becomes extremely easy in despair.
The last trace of the tribe's spirit collapsed.
At the beginning, only a few tribesmen supported each other and walked under the flag.
Under their leadership, more and more tribesmen rushed out.
This time, Feng Wanxi did not stop them.
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 dragged her seriously injured body to stand up, grabbed the flagpole with her bloody palm, and followed the tribesmen into the fierce rainstorm.
The knife-like cold wind made her unable to open her eyes, and only the flag in her right hand fluttered.
Seeing this scene, many tribesmen who had already stood under the flag of the gods and started to fight for food stopped their actions.
"This is..."
"Chief..."
Feng Wanxi did not look at them, but walked to the front of the five flags of the gods, roared hysterically, and inserted the flagpole in her hand into the soil.
The fiery red flag danced wildly in the rainstorm, with lines on it, and finally engraved a word "Sui"!
"The Feng clan, my master is Sui, those who are willing to fight to the death, stand behind me!"
Her roar was drowned in the storm.
Blood gushed out, soaking the animal skins she was wearing.
This tragic woman who could die at any time, but her body was like a nail firmly nailed in the strong wind.
At this moment, many members of the Feng clan were silent, including those who had already stood under the banner of the gods.
"The Feng clan will live forever!"
The first woman stood behind Feng Wanxi.
Then the second, the third, the fourth...
Finally, a dark mass of people gathered together, and everyone had a determination to die, and they seemed to hear the blessings from the ancestors of the Feng clan.
"Haha, what stupid humans!"
A sneer came from the air.
A burly man appeared under the dark clouds.
His bare chest was tattooed with a divine seal that crawled like a worm, and he held a three-foot-long strange staff in his hand, which was entangled with lightning.
"It's a bit stupid, but it is precisely this kind of faith that is so precious, and it is what the Lord God desires most!"
Another figure appeared.
She had the face of a middle-aged woman, with dark blue skin, and it was hard to tell whether she was still human or not.
"No matter how precious they are, if they cannot be used by my Lord, I can only kill them!"
Another tall and strong man appeared, with a blood-red vertical pupil on his forehead.
"What a pity, more than 20,000 people, if they can be used by my Lord, my Lord's strength will definitely be further improved!"
The speaking figure had an ugly bird head, his hands evolved into long black wings, and his legs and torso were still human.
"Yes, these are all humans from ancient times, entangled in cause and effect, one person's faith is worth 10,000 people in the future!"
The last person was a tall and thin man, with this mysterious black pattern on his face, and his pupils were indifferent: "But they insisted on not surrendering, so they can only be killed, starting with their leader!"
The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.
The terrifying killing intent pressed down like the sky.
The thin man had an indifferent expression. He raised his finger to Feng Wanxi. There was a surge of black air around him, and a beam of light condensed by the dark power shot towards the woman's head.
"Die!"
Feng Wanxi raised her head high, her face full of stubbornness.
At this moment, her mood calmed down instead, and she only needed to wait for death to come.
The past scenes flashed in her mind like a movie.
Born in the Feng clan when she was young, she struggled to survive under the harsh nature and predation of wild beasts, and her relatives died tragically one by one.
Until the appearance of that man, his majestic figure was as tall as a god, and he protected the Feng clan for more than ten years.
With his support, she successfully became the leader of the tribe, grew up step by step, and finally became the Feng Wanxi of 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!"
Crystal tears slid down her cheeks,
The black light has already shot in.
But at this moment, something strange happened.
On the fluttering flag, the word "Sui" suddenly shone with golden light, which became brighter and brighter, like the first ray of light rising from the horizon, dispelling the darkness.
The dark rays were easily blocked by the flag, and then disappeared into nothingness.
"What is this?"
Everyone in the sky was shocked.
The next moment, a ray of fire as brilliant as a meteor broke through the darkness.
When the flames dissipated, a tall and majestic figure appeared between heaven and earth.
He clapped his hands, and the water-attributed vitality between heaven and earth quickly dissipated.
The rainstorm stopped, and the strong wind died down.
The people of the Feng clan tribe all looked up, staring at this miraculous scene, only Feng Wanxi's face was choked with sobs, she recognized the back at first sight.
Sui, you really didn't abandon us!
"Who are you?"
The oracle of the Dark Lord's tone became solemn.
"You... can call me, Sui!"
Qi Sui's pupils were surging with anger.
He clapped his hands again, and the fire-attributed vitality between heaven and earth boiled.
[Elemental Affinity Expertise], 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 dispersed, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on the cold bodies of every tribe member again.
"Sea of Fire, open!"
He pushed with both palms!
The flames surged in all directions, condensing into a magnificent sea of flames. The densely packed ferocious birds had no time to escape and were burned to death.
"Stop!"
The oracle of Mihailbo was furious.
He ignored the danger and rushed over first.
[Dragon Roar] lv1!
The deep black dragon scales appeared, the huge dragon tail swung, and the cold dragon pupils were full of madness and majesty.
A large amount of blood mist sprayed out from the pores.
"Ugly thing, die!"
Accompanied by the dragon roar resounding through the sky.
The oracle who rushed over tried his best to resist, but was still directly killed by an extremely violent punch into a blood mist.
The world was silent.
The eyes of the other four oracles trembled wildly.
Although the oracle of Mihailbo was the weakest among the few, it was a bit too exaggerated to be killed by a punch like this!
"Now, it's your turn!"
Qi Sui turned slowly, his eyes fell on the oracle of the Flesh and Blood Cult.
A grim smile appeared on his lips, and he stepped forward, crushing the air, and rushed in front of him in a flash.
"Are you going to attack me first? I'm telling you that you chose the wrong person!"
"My strength is not comparable to that idiot just now!"
The burly man spoke in a muffled voice.
Thick red veins protruded from his bulging muscles, and the terrifying power that could move mountains and fill the seas roamed in his body, and the pressure he exuded made the surrounding air extremely sticky.
"Hah!"
Qi Sui's dragon claws that had exploded and killed were blocked by him with difficulty, and his body was cracked with large areas of wounds in an instant.
"Haha, is that all you have?"
He panted: "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 twisted his head off in the eyes of the strong man in disbelief.
Snap——
The headless body fell to the ground.
The four-armed Qi Sui was so fierce that he killed another person!
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