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Chapter 917 [914] Attack of the Gods

Dawn City.

Sergeant Bai Ya of the 342nd Regiment, Class B, was dressed in a neat military uniform, nervously checking his ammunition.

The hundreds of regiments of the Dawn Tribe were divided into three different levels.

The most elite were the special-class regiments, also known as the Tower Guard Regiments.

The other two levels were Class A and Class B.

The former were the main force regiments, with more rigorous training and better equipment.

The latter were the secondary regiments, formed more recently and with slightly less training.

At this moment.

The squad leaders' shouts rang out continuously.

"Carefully check whether the magic rifles are at risk of jamming. A few days ago, a poor fellow encountered this problem, and the magic round exploded directly in the barrel."

"Everyone, count the number of bullets and focus on checking whether the magazines are full of magic rounds."

"Finally, check if you have first-aid kits. They can save lives at critical moments."

Bai Ya checked his ammunition and confirmed the other supplies before breathing a sigh of relief.

He thought of the upcoming war and couldn't help but glance at the towering totem pole in the distance, piously muttering, "May the power of the totem be with me!"

Two months ago.

Bai Ya was not a member of the Dawn Tribe, but a commoner from another small tribe.

Later, the tribe was annexed, and he transformed into a member of the Dawn Tribe.

Despite this, Bai Ya was genuinely willing to fight for the Dawn Tribe.

There were many reasons.

Because the Dawn Tribe never engaged in live human sacrifices, and ordinary people didn't have to worry about their families becoming sacrifices one day.

Also, because by joining the Dawn Tribe, one could definitely have enough to eat and wear, as long as they worked hard.

And also, because the Dawn Tribe had many opportunities to improve one's strength.

In just one month after joining the tribe, he touched the totem pole three times, comprehended the Gunslinger talent, and then joined the magic rifle regiment and was awarded the rank of sergeant.

By the way.

The so-called "Marksman talent" was a talent that Cheng Cheng created out of thin air.

He deeply researched the secrets of the totem pole, displayed unimaginable secret techniques, and single-handedly created a "Marksman Totem Pole."

This was also the first major event in the history of the Green Sheep World, deeply shocking the upper echelons of the entire tribe.

In essence, the Marksman talent was actually a weakened version of the Eagle Eye talent.

The Eagle Eye talent could guarantee a hit within a hundred meters, while the Marksman could only hit where he aimed within fifteen meters.

Although the ability was greatly reduced, it had one super big advantage.

That was—the threshold was greatly reduced.

On average, only one out of more than eight thousand Green Sheep people could comprehend the Eagle Eye talent, which could be considered one in ten thousand.

But on average, one out of forty Green Sheep people would be born with the Marksman talent.

This was a huge difference of twenty times.

It was also one of the reasons why the Dawn Tribe dared to expand its army.

Not long after.

Bai Ya suddenly heard the sound of flapping wings in the sky.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

He subconsciously looked up and immediately saw many giant eagles rapidly approaching.

Bai Ya blurted out, "The Eagle Legion!"

The Eagle Legion belonged to the special-class legion sequence.

Dawn City had two Eagle Legions, each with more than twelve hundred giant eagles.

These big guys with wingspans of more than ten meters could easily carry two adults for long-distance flights.

At this time.

The shouts of the squad leaders rose and fell.

"Everyone, line up!"

"Fasten your safety ropes!"

"Everyone, quickly take the potion!"

Bai Ya and his comrades quickly lined up.

The squad leader quickly took out a vine rope, handed it over, and did not forget to urge, "Hurry up."

Bai Ya drew a safety rope from his belt, the end connected to a buckle, and fixed it to the vine rope with a "click" sound.

He immediately took out a small bottle, which was the so-called "lightweight potion", first opened the stopper, and then poured it into his mouth.

The taste of the potion was indescribably strange, like some kind of rotten thing, which almost made him vomit.

He couldn't help but gag and grumbled, "Damn it, it's so hard to drink!!"

The comrades next to him all had similar expressions.

Soon.

Bai Ya felt as if wisps of coolness were emerging between his chest and abdomen, and a large number of goosebumps crawled all over his skin.

He forcibly suppressed the urge to vomit and loudly reported to the squad leader: "My lightweight potion is starting to take effect."

Other comrades also did the same.

The squad leader nodded with satisfaction: "That's good! I don't want that idiot to have a problem and fall from a height of several thousand meters."

The soldiers immediately burst into laughter.

The lightweight potion had only one simple effect, which was to reduce the weight to about one percent of normal for a certain period of time.

A big guy weighing one hundred kilograms would have his weight reduced to one kilogram after taking the lightweight potion, and he could easily jump more than ten meters high with a casual bounce.

When Bai Ya took this potion for the first time, he felt that his three views were about to shatter.

He also knew that the fundamental source of the lightweight potion was the tribe's seventh totem pole, its name was—the Life Totem.

This magical totem pole had only one function—to stimulate the "Spirit Control" talent.

Although it was not a talent that directly possessed combat power, it was extraordinarily important to the Dawn Tribe, because those who awakened this talent could become alchemists who could refine potions.

The reason why Dawn City had become so powerful was that tens of thousands of alchemists played an indispensable role, they refined hundreds of different potions for the tribe.

A minute later.

The lightweight potion had completely taken effect.

The squad leader's shouts spread throughout the barracks.

"Put on your windproof masks!"

"Prepare for takeoff!"

Bai Ya took a deep breath, took off the windproof mask hanging on his belt, and skillfully put it on, covering his face.

Then.

There was a new movement in the sky.

A large number of giant eagles circling in the sky landed on the ground.

Many soldiers immediately dragged ropes and trotted to the giant eagles, fixing the ropes to the giant eagles' claws.

The squad leaders then shouted.

"Take off!"

"It's okay to take off!"

The giant eagle knights sat upright on the saddles, and they all used the spirit control technique of communicating with giant eagles to command the giant eagles to take off.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Accompanied by fierce air currents.

Each strong giant eagle, carrying a large string of fully armed soldiers in its claws, numbering more than two hundred, quickly swept towards the distance.

Using this unique mode of transportation, only twenty giant eagles were needed to easily transport a regiment to the target area quickly.

The Dawn Tribe had tamed more than two thousand giant eagles, which could deploy a hundred regiments to the distant battlefield at one time.

It was precisely because of this large-scale delivery capability that Dawn City was able to quickly conquer tribes and rapidly expand into a behemoth.

Of course.

This was a system created single-handedly by Cheng Cheng.

The nine red-robed high priests, as well as a large group of senior officers, regarded the Great Elder as a god-like figure, and this was one of the reasons.

Not long after.

The transport formation, composed of more than two hundred giant eagles, vigorously flapped its strong wings, carrying a full ten regiments, and quickly rose to a height of three thousand meters.

"Woo~"

The air currents at high altitude were quite fierce. If the soldiers had not worn windproof masks, they probably would not have been able to open their eyes.

Because the soldiers were strung together in a long string and their weight was very light, the ropes were inevitably blown and swayed constantly, giving people a very dangerous feeling.

Although Bai Ya was flying for the fourth time, his heart was still beating wildly at this time as his body swayed back and forth with the wind.

It's so damn scary!

Bai Ya forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, lowered his head and looked at the vast and boundless earth, trying to divert his attention.

Looking down from high altitude.

It could be clearly seen that the huge Dawn City was a standard octagon, and the city area was planned into neat squares.

Bai Ya admired the magnificent earth and gradually forgot the fear in his heart.

He moved his gaze and looked at the large plains around the city, covered with even larger squares.

They were—farms.

Among them were farms for growing food.

The Dawn Tribe had a very efficient agricultural system. Coupled with a large number of advanced agricultural tools, it only took millions of farmers to feed tens of millions of tribal people.

There were also farms for producing tools.

That's right!

Dawn City had a very magical production method that could use specially cultivated trees to absorb metal elements rich in the soil.

The fruits produced by the trees would directly "grow" the required metal parts, which could be used to assemble various objects with simple processing.

Bai Ya was filled with excitement and couldn't help but praise: "This is a great city, and it is also a great tribe."

He thought for a while, and added in his heart: "We also have the greatest Great Elder!"

Half an hour later.

The giant eagle flew at a speed of more than five hundred kilometers per hour to a location nearly three hundred kilometers away.

Looking from this position, the huge Dawn City became the size of a palm, and many details of the city could not be seen at all.

Bai Ya reluctantly withdrew his gaze and looked to the northeast.

What came into view.

The ground was covered with large areas of green. This was a huge forest, and several winding rivers flowed through it.

Because the forest was rich in blade trees, the tribe called it Blade Forest, and its area covered more than 200,000 square kilometers.

Bai Ya knew that hundreds of large and small tribes originally lived in the forest.

Since the power of the Dawn Tribe expanded, these tribes had all disappeared, and the Green Sheep people in the tribes naturally became people of Dawn City.

Bai Ya lowered his head slightly and glanced at his squad leader, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

This squad leader came from a small tribe in Blade Forest. He had heard the squad leader tell about the various dangers of Blade Forest during training.

However, he believed that in front of the extremely powerful Dawn Tribe, the dangers in the forest were not worth mentioning at all.

Just then.

Bai Ya suddenly sensed a terrifying aura descending from the high sky, making his hair stand on end.

His heart was so frightened that it almost stopped beating. He vaguely had a feeling that he seemed to be targeted by the legendary god of death who harvested life and soul.

After a while.

With the will given by the Marksman talent, Bai Ya broke free from the shock of the terrifying aura and subconsciously turned his head to look at the sky.

He saw an extremely amazing scene.

An incomparably huge arm, covered with countless golden patterns on the surface, appeared in the sky at some point.

Just by visual estimation, the length of the arm was probably no less than one kilometer.

A light flashed in the right hand of this arm, and a huge golden spear appeared out of thin air, the length of the spear was definitely no less than ten kilometers.

The next moment.

The arm moved.

The golden spear ignited a fierce golden light and descended rapidly from the sky.

The above scene happened extremely fast. Although the language description seemed relatively slow, it actually only took less than 0.1 seconds.

This moment.

Just when Bai Ya saw the golden spear.

A virtual thunder suddenly exploded in his brain.

"Boom!"

Bai Ya's eyes went black, and he could no longer see anything.

He also felt that there seemed to be ten thousand knives slashing wildly in his mind, his soul produced unimaginable pain, and his eyes, nose and other seven orifices instantly oozed bright red blood.

However.

Perhaps because the Marksman talent strengthened the soul, Bai Ya did not faint.

His only remaining ability to think came up with a word—God!

Bai Ya could be sure that it was definitely the legendary God!

He also had an unprecedentedly strong intuition that the target of the golden spear thrown by the God from the sky was the totem pole group of the Dawn Tribe.

As you can imagine.

Once the golden spear hit the target, not only would the nine totem poles be completely destroyed, but half of Dawn City might cease to exist, and countless people would die.

Bai Ya's heart was like a stormy sea, filled with emotions such as fear, despair, and indignation.

Finally.

All his emotions turned into a curse full of hatred: "I curse the gods!"

Why did the gods want to destroy such a great tribe?

I finally lived a happy life, why did the gods want to destroy my happiness?

Damn gods!

In the past.

Bai Ya never dared to have disrespectful thoughts about the gods.

But now.

He roared in his heart.

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Dawn City.

In the tower.

The Dawn Great Resolution had not yet ended.

Just three seconds before the golden arm appeared, the nine red-robed high priests simultaneously had a feeling that "a fatal crisis was coming."

The laws of this world are quite special.

The essence of the totem pole is actually a manifestation of a part of the power of the world, so the totem pole naturally has a keen sense of crisis.

The red-robed high priests are the favored ones of the totem pole, and they can naturally receive the warning given by the totem pole.

The Sixth Crown, Lan Ye, shouted nervously: "A god is about to descend, and He wants to destroy the entire Dawn City."

She had long anticipated that the Dawnlight Tribe, having grown so large, had become a thorn in the side of many gods.

Now that Dawnlight City had suddenly mobilized millions of troops, seeking to annex even more tribes, a god had finally reached their breaking point.

Her Eminence, Jia Luo, decisively raised her scepter, her exquisitely beautiful face flushed with anger: "The Dawnlight Tribe has never feared gods!"

A stern glint flashed in her beautiful eyes as she roared, "Activate 'Godfall Radiance'!"

Several red-robed high priests responded in unison, "Yes, Your Eminence!"

They had already heard from Her Eminence that the Godfall Radiance was precisely the trump card that the Grand Elder had personally prepared to deal with gods.

That's right.

Two more words should be added – one of many.