Lord of Eternal Darkness

Jin Chengan looked at these rat men, who worked hard to carry away the corpses on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh: "They are really friendly guys."

Li Xiaoming struck mercilessly and said: "No, that's what I thought at first. I just asked, they are planning to transport these corpses back to be used as fertilizer."

After everyone heard this, they fell into a brief silence. It seemed a little different from what they imagined. It turned out that the folk style was extraordinarily simple and frugal.

Chu Moyue looked a little disappointed and whispered: "Oh, I thought they were going to take the body back and eat it. It turns out they are just making fertilizer."

Li Xiaoming complained: "Sure enough, your ideas were different from ours from the beginning."

Jincheng Anqiang calmed down and said: "Ahem, it's actually nothing. Many backward places still have the custom of devouring the same kind. During the catastrophe, when they were extremely hungry, they would exchange their children and eat them. This is a little more humane, instead of eating them directly. , but to make fertilizer, although the feeling is not much different."

Jie Xiaohei's face was full of displeasure, "You say it as if you have seen it before. It is such a barbaric and backward place. Gene sequencers are really disgusting."

Fortunately, the people in these tribes couldn't understand what he said, otherwise they would have gotten into a lot of trouble.

Li Xiaoming scolded: "Hey, we are forced by the living environment. Please understand. We live in a place with abundant materials and live a relatively happy life. Even if we cannot understand, we should not impose our moral requirements on others."

The rat men carrying the corpses looked a little confused, and they couldn't figure out why there was a quarrel among the pure-blood humans.

Jie Xiaohei retorted: "Are the supplies here really so short? Then why is there still a large forest? I think it's just pure laziness, combined with stupidity and ignorance."

Li Xiaoming mocked ruthlessly: "Haha, the rocky soil here is not suitable for planting, and it is underground. The light energy stored in the sunstone can only last for 8 hours. These trees don't bear fruit, what can I do?

"If it were during a catastrophic period, we would meet together and send them all to the crematorium to be burned into ashes. You will have a pile, I will have a pile, and they will all be sent to the countryside to be used as fertilizer."

"Oh, you're right, I was impulsive." Jie Xiaohei turned his head uncomfortably.

Duoji asked considerately: "Is it because of us that you had a quarrel? This is not okay."

"It's okay, just lead the way. By the way, tell me about your tribe."

After Duoji heard this, he excitedly told the story of what happened in the tribe and told everything he knew. Of course, there were still some details that he had not disclosed. After all, due to his social level, he could not contact the higher-ups of the tribe.

"I usually like to play in that small stream the most, but I can't go deep into the deep water. There are ferocious sharp-mouthed monster fish there. I also especially like the pancakes made by Aunt Gesang, brushed with a thin layer of honey. It tastes absolutely amazing.”

"The Kinda Festival of our rat tribe is a festival for warriors. Every day on this day, we will form a team to hunt down a powerful beast, then eat its flesh and blood, sing and dance around the stove, and jump on three Three days and three nights.”

"By the way, I also raise a lot of sheep at home, but that day there was a spring in the cave, and the whole world was too humid. Unfortunately, the sheep got lost. The whole village, old and young, went to the mountains to look for the sheep..."

Li Xiaoming just smiled slightly, nodded flatly, and listened quietly to the other party's story.

The other three people in the team didn't know what happened and could only see the two of them communicating happily.

"The most powerful one in our tribe is the Witch Spirit Priest. She has the supreme power and can communicate with the gods. We are one of the strongest tribes among the seven major tribes. Although we are short in stature, we are very strong. This It is also the ability given to us by the God of Nature.”

Li Xiaoming thought to himself: "How strong is the Witch Spirit Priest? I hope we can successfully meet him later and then we can talk about the situation here."

He then asked: "Are there many people in your tribe named Duoji?"

Duoji said doubtfully: "No, I am the only one in the tribe named Duoji."

"What about before?"

"Oh, there seems to have been one before. It seems to be my eldest cousin. His name is also Duoji, but he has not come back since he went out to explore. Why do you ask this? Is it possible that you know him?"

Li Xiaoming smiled and said, "I don't know you. I just think your name is very handsome, and people can't help but think more about it."

"Oh, thank you for the compliment."

Finally, after a 20-minute journey, they arrived at the Mera tribe where the rat men gathered.

The fence outside the village was covered with thorns and thorns. Four strong guards stood at the entrance of the village. They had sharp eyes and were slightly taller than the other ratmen, but still shorter than pure-blood humans.

The rat guard saw from a distance that the tribe's compatriots were returning with a lot of corpses. They immediately realized that the situation was not good and immediately sounded the alarm.

The guard asked: "Stop, Dorje, didn't you go out to deliver goods? Who are these four hairless men?"

Compared with people from other tribes, these four people do not have obvious fangs and sharp teeth, and their hair is really weird. Losing your hair in this cold underground is not a good choice. The natural thermal insulation measures will allow you to live longer. Night.

Three guards nearby rushed forward and surrounded Li Xiaoming with spears.

He had a ferocious face, bared his teeth, and made strange warning calls from his mouth, so much so that the three companions behind him almost took action.

There was something ominous about the atmosphere, and outsiders always brought a symbol of danger.

Li Xiaoming raised his hands to express surrender, and said in a joking tone: "Be careful, cute little mouse, hold the spear in your hand more carefully, you may poke a hole in me accidentally."

Duoji hurriedly explained: "It's hard to explain clearly at once. Don't be so nervous. On the way out, we encountered a sneak attack by the Sharp-eared tribe and suffered heavy casualties. Fortunately, we have the help of these four pure-blooded humans. I need to take them there." See the high priest, I have something important to report to her.”

"No, we can't let outsiders in easily. The recent pollution sources have become more and more serious. If Caitansfei is angered, he will bring disaster to our tribe, and God Sola will not be able to save us. "

Duoji said seriously: "No, please believe them, they have the ability to change everything. This is the prophesied person, the legendary Son of God has arrived. The high priest said that if a person comes, he must be brought there!"

Jin Chengan was a little impatient while waiting, mainly because Li Xiaoming was talking and laughing with those people along the way. These three people couldn't understand their language at all, and Xiaoming didn't even translate. Sometimes it's better to learn more foreign languages. How good.

"Oh, I have been chattering for a long time. Where did Li Xiaoming learn this unpopular language? I have lived for nearly 20 years and have never heard of this language at all."

Jie Xiaohei expressed his worries, "What if Li Xiaoming says the wrong thing? We can't help much. From a distance, there are about 500 people in this tribe. I don't want to kill them casually." .”

Chu Moyue was also a little curious, but after all, he was the man she chose. Learning another language would also allow him to gain glory in a similar way.

"Just trust him unconditionally."

All everyone can do now is wait and see how this rat tribe will communicate.

Fortunately, when the other party heard the name of God's Chosen One, the rat guard obviously hesitated.

Li Xiaoming seized the opportunity, released the magnetic field of emotional contagion, minimized vigilance and hostility, and discussed with the other party in a friendly manner with a smile on his face.

"Don't worry, we are not hostile. We are sent by God to help you, so that you can escape from the sea of ​​suffering and no longer face fear and death."

The rat guard didn't know why, but the more he looked at him, the more he felt that this pure-blood man was extraordinarily kind, and he was ten times more handsome than his old father. He was now crying bitterly for his rude and arrogant behavior, and repented of his sins.

"Son of God! Please forgive me. How big of a mistake have I made? I have to reject even the legendary God's Chosen One and treat him so rudely. I simply don't deserve to live in this world."

Then he immediately raised the knife and prepared to commit suicide. Fortunately, Li Xiaoming stopped him in time and reduced the effect of emotional contagion.

Accidentally, Meng Yuan released a little too much.

Mainly because he didn't expect the Rat Man to be that weak. In terms of mental resistance, it was only equivalent to that of a twelve or thirteen-year-old child. His thoughts were simple and uncomplicated, and he lacked the ability to think.

But it made him think of another possibility. If he fully unleashed his abilities, could he become a magic stick and unify the entire underground tribe?

In the end, it was allowed to pass without any danger.

Everyone walked into the tribe and looked at the small houses and the rat men who were restlessly watching in the distance along the way. They pointed and chattered at the four people, always feeling like monkeys in the zoo.

When the rat people saw the corpse that was carried on their backs, they burst into tears, and some even fainted on the spot.

The family members had no choice but to go up and claim the belongings of the deceased, because next, these bodies would be sent to the farm for their final value.

The other ratmen were very angry, hitting the catman's body with stones, and even biting it.

Dorje stopped the emotional rat people, and sincerely praised the bravery of the four pure-blood humans, telling stories passionately, and shaping them into great heroes.

Li Xiaoming was a little embarrassed by the praise, but in fact he didn't help much.

Although the other three people in the team couldn't understand, they could feel that the attitude of these rat men seemed to be less vigilant than before, and everyone relaxed a little.

Everyone still didn't dare to come forward, but they were full of gratitude and curiosity about these four people.

Suddenly it became quiet.

A rat man with a long white beard walked over surrounded by tribesmen.

Duoji hurriedly stepped forward to communicate with him, and the two looked at Li Xiaoming and the others from time to time.

The white-bearded rat man had a look of sadness on his face, his body was trembling slightly, and his teeth were grinding together. When he heard the identities of these four people, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He walked up to them excitedly and knelt down to them.

"Hello, I am the chief of the Mela tribe. Thank you for saving Duoji and the others. I will convey your request to the high priest. Please be sure to stay and let us entertain you to show our sincerity!"

Then Dorje brought everyone to the center of the square where they usually gather.

The chief stood on the podium and shouted loudly: "Today I have something very regrettable to tell you. The Sharp-eared tribe broke their oath and launched a sneak attack on us, causing us heavy casualties. Next, everyone must be vigilant on the embankment! Although the warriors of these tribes died , but their souls will return to the Holy Land, we will mourn, and we will forge the blade of revenge!"

The rat people only had sad looks on their faces, and they didn't seem to have any thoughts of revenge. They all understood the power of the Pointy-eared tribe, and the cat people also attracted people from other tribes, making people feel powerless.

This unscrupulous attack is enough to show the ambition. The rat tribe may be in disaster next.

"It's over, how can we take revenge?"

"Maybe we should dig a hole in the ground and hide."

"Oh, my God, what are we going to do? How about we surrender."

"I don't care, I want to be strong, I want to fight them to the death, I want to kill these cats!"

…

When the chief saw the dejected people, he suddenly felt very angry.

"Raise your head proud warrior! Don't worry, people who are in trouble, we will eventually escape from the sea of ​​suffering and see hope again. The prophecy of the high priest has been successful. The Son of God has arrived and will lead us back to the Holy Land!"

Then let the four people stand on the stage for others to look up to and regain their confidence.