After the Fairy Disappeared Chapter 452

  Chapter 452 Rainy Night Mud House

  General Hong continued: "Strictly speaking, there are actually only two bones of the gods here, that is, the two with legs, and the others are servants."

  General Nan Ke wondered: "Servants?"

   "They are the attendants and armies of the gods, and the meaning of their existence is to serve the gods."

   General Red broke off a phalanx casually, cut the section and looked at it twice. He Lingchuan saw from the side that the bone inside was still light red.

  After three thousand years, there are not even ashes left in the bones of mortals, but the bones of gods are still alive, which is amazing.

  General Hong nodded with satisfaction: "These probably fell into the water and didn't see the light directly. The mountains and rivers behind changed, the water disappeared, and they were also buried deep in the ground, so their activity has been preserved to this day."

  He Lingchuan took the opportunity to ask: "Is Shenkui also afraid of the sun?"

"I'm not afraid of it in a short period of time, but the power of the real fire of the sun lies in its persistence." The Red General replied, "These skeletons are originally incompatible with the world, and after being exposed to the wind and sun for hundreds of thousands of years, their vitality will be destroyed Cut it off bit by bit."

  She added: "But these refer to the lower gods. As for the most powerful upper god, it is an existence that is difficult to obliterate."

  General Nan Ke asked everyone's doubts: "How many gods are there outside the sky?"

  There are so many skeletons in the ruins of Beicheng.

   "It was less than 100,000 five thousand years ago, and at least half of it was lost in the World Annihilation War. Now, it's still less than 140,000 to 145,000."

   "It took three thousand years from the Great Tribulation to the present, and only one hundred thousand gods were born?" General Nan Ke shook his head, "Too bad, too bad."

  One hundred thousand gods sounds like a lot, but in the span of three thousand years, it is equivalent to more than 30 gods born every year.

  If the fertility rate of human beings is so ridiculously low, is it not far from extinction?

  The soldiers laughed.

  The Red General also seemed to smile: "In the past three thousand years, how many humans have reproduced in the world?"

"Well…"

   "Not as many as imagined, right?"

   But that's because of wars, plagues, and other natural disasters. The ability of humans to reproduce has never been in doubt.

Before General Nan Ke could refute, General Red went on to say: "Gods have a long lifespan, and it is very difficult to conceive offspring accordingly. The vitality and energy required are amazing. It is by no means as easy as human beings. They can give birth when they want to. Three thousand years have increased by one hundred thousand gods. ? Heh, this is thanks to the contribution of the human world."

  In the last sentence, He Lingchuan heard a lot of sarcasm.

   At this time, another craftsman came to report:

   "The roots and bones grow together."

  The roots of the old locust tree are intertwined with the bones of the gods, and some are even embedded in the bones, making it indistinguishable from each other.

  Those tiny roots look... a lot like capillaries.

  Through the roots of the tree, the curled skeleton is closely connected with the long-clawed old locust tree growing on the top of the head.

  General Hong didn't let everyone forcefully separate them, but caressed the roots of the tree and murmured: “It's interesting, the locust tree has actually absorbed nutrients from the remains of the gods.”

"It was impossible for the power of the gods to be used by the creatures of this world. It was not until the appearance of the nightmare that this barrier was broken..." She smiled, "This tree demon thought that he had taken advantage of it, but in fact it was used by the gods. It has been subtly controlled. In seven or eighty years at the most, this locust tree will become the second body of Shenkuo. If Xixiang Guozuo can continue until then, it will be unlucky."

   "Is there consciousness left in the remains?"

"A few years after the death of the god, a new consciousness may be reborn in the skin." The Red General explained, "This thing used to only happen to the most powerful god's skeleton. But now, time has changed, who can say for sure? "

   "Dig out all the remains of the gods and take them away. As for this tree—" she jumped up and tapped on the trunk, "leave half of the stump to bury it in the soil, and cut down the rest and take it away."

  The craftsman looked distressed: "General, our guy is useless."

  This old tree is too hard, and it will break when the tool is pushed.

   General Hong pointed to the tree roots at the bottom of the pit and said, "Cut off the main root and try again."

  He Lingchuan cut off the two taproots, and the craftsmen tried again, and sure enough, the tree was easy to cut this time.

  The locust tree is spiritual, and dare not fight against the red general again.

  Everyone was working in full swing, General Nan Ke quietly asked General Hong: "What's the use of taking these back?"

   "Refine a kind of treasure, a terrible treasure." The Red General smiled, "Even the locust tree can be used, which is really a surprise."

  He Lingchuan and his companions glanced at her while logging.

   General Red and Zhong Shengguang decided to attack Xixiang. Apart from dealing with the sinister problem given by Bega, did they also come here for these skeletons?

  What is she trying to do with these bones?

   Since it took so much labor and labor, and a long-distance attack with a large army, and a battle to destroy the country, it was only then that the divine skeleton was obtained, so the "treasure" that the Red General wanted to refine must not be something that is taken lightly.

  He could feel that, as time went by, the entanglement between Panlong City, the gods, and Beja became deeper and deeper.

  Rainy night, narrow valley.

  The mountain forest has been empty all night, the weeds are dripping with rain, and there are still shrinking snails lying on the roots. Suddenly more than ten people rushed into the valley, bringing in muddy feet.

  The wild grass was trampled, and the snail was crushed to pieces with a snap. But this little movement was easily covered up in the crackling rainy night, amidst the panting of the crowd like cows.

  They ran in the dark, but the valley was full of rocks, with one foot high and one foot low. One unlucky guy yelled "ah" and sprained his ankle.

   "Hurry up, hurry up, the monster is about to catch up!"

   "How did we get into the mountains?"

   "Idiot, it's better to be in the mountains!" The last person cursed, "Hurry up and find a cave to hide."

   But they were really unlucky, and found many corners, not to mention caves, there was not a single mountain nest.

  The man with the sprained feet was in a hurry: "It's my mother's life. This is Niutou Mountain. There is only a mountain hole on the mountainside. There is no place to hide! What should I do?"

  The few who supported him by the side did not speak, but exchanged a few winks.

  What else can I do, if the monster catches up, leave this **** and run away first.

  In this way, they may be able to hold on for a little longer.

  At this moment, the companion pointed to the front and shouted: "Hey, there is light ahead, there is light!"

  Everyone take a closer look, really.

  There are two orange-red lights in the distance, the location is very high, it should be halfway up the mountain, and it is still swaying with the wind and rain.

  In the dark night as dark as ink, it is really conspicuous.

  Where there is light, there should be people.

  The **** wondered: "I have been to Niutoushan many times, how can there be people there!"

   "Quick, hurry over!" The men were overjoyed, but they didn't listen to him, "There is at least one hundred, no, two hundred feet!"

  The mountain road is difficult, and we have to climb up.

  The most important thing is that they also carry a burden.

  Everyone had a tacit understanding, and they left the injured companion at the same time, and strode away to chase the light.

   "Don't leave me behind!" The unlucky guy shouted, and when he saw no one was paying attention, he threw the bait again, "I still have two hundred taels of silver, and I will give it to whoever helps me over there!"

  Two hundred taels? A man paused and hesitated a little, but his companions ran away without looking back.

  Yes, who would believe that this idiot can have two hundred taels? When eating steamed buns at noon, I was reluctant to add meat. He snorted and rushed forward.

   "Run!" Everyone was worried that the shouts of the wounded would attract monsters. Several fell and did not dare to delay, got up and continued to run.

  The unlucky man's cries for help behind him became smaller and smaller, and were soon drowned out by the sound of wind and rain.

   This is an obstacle course. More than a dozen people waded desperately across the jagged rock formation in the dark night, and climbed to the halfway up the mountain with hands and feet.

  Finally, they found a light source.

  A protruding Yingzui rock, below is a large and deep cave, about ten feet in diameter, the higher the terrain, the darker the depths, invisible to the eyes.

  The two orange lights they saw were the air-death lanterns outside the cave with long bamboo poles.

  The pole is very long, swinging with the wind, it looks very swaying from a distance.

  The dozen or so desperadoes had no time to think about why the lamp was placed in that position, because there were bursts of roaring sounds from behind.

  They looked back and saw a few black shadows walking among the rocks.

   The monsters are coming!

   "Quick, go in!" They rushed into the cave in a hurry.

  There are several huts in the cave, all with lights on, and there are still people moving inside. The outer walls of the house were covered with a thick layer of mud.

  Everyone went up and knocked on the door: "Open the door, help!"

   After taking two shots, the door opened.

  Everyone looked inside, eh, no one?

  Where is the figure that was reflected on the window just now?

   But they couldn't think about it right now, so everyone rushed into the house and locked the door, and blew out the lamp on the table.

  The wall feels very solid, as if it was rammed with concrete, and the door panel is also thick with mud, and it is almost impossible to find where the door is when it is closed.

   Soon, there was a kicking sound outside the door, it was the monster scratching the ground.

  Everyone held their breath.

  Then the monster started scratching at the door, sizzling and sizzling.

   There was only a "pop", and the light on the table turned on.

  Everyone was startled, but when they turned their heads, there was no one at the table.

  The light turns on by itself!

  The monsters outside the door were also stunned for a moment, and immediately attracted by the light, they gathered and pushed the door hard.

  Everyone rushed over and blocked the door with all their might.

  As for the window, it is too small, and the monster should not be able to get in.

  However, they didn't last long, an irresistible force came, and only heard a "squeak"—

  The door opened.

   There is no barrier between monsters and humans.

   Immediately afterwards, there were roars, screams, and growls in the room, as well as the sound of objects falling over.

  The window paper was spattered with blood.

  The door closed silently again, without the creatures inside noticing it.

   Soon, there was a creaking sound in the room.

  The mountain wind became stronger, and the two long bamboo poles outside the cave shook violently.

  The valley returned to its original tranquility.

  Since there are no other visitors, before the next gust of wind blows, the lanterns under the rock will automatically go out.

  The world is silent, everything is in the sound of rain.

  Chiyan Country, Shuangyi City.

  He Lingchuan arrived here early in the daylight. There are only two main streets in the city, and the level of prosperity is far worse than that in Baoshuwang.

  (end of this chapter)

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