Chapter 249 Saint Star Next (missing chapters have been filled, today
The giant looked at Qianye, then at the broken spear in his hand, his eyes filled with disbelief. He had never imagined that Qianye, who was less than one leg taller than him, could have such great power.
No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Qianye was as thin as an ant, and it was really humiliating to have his weapon broken by an ant.
He raised his big palm and slapped it down hard. Only halfway through the photo did he realize that something was wrong.
But it was too late. The giant palm fell, and a protrusion immediately appeared on the back of the hand, like being slapped on a nail. The skin on the back of his hand was stretched to the extreme, and then broke open, the blood mist exploded, and a sword edge protruded, Qianye
Holding the sword and rising into the sky.
The lapis lazuli blood sword is extremely sharp and has been tempered by Howard's blood for many years. The material is indestructible. The giant's two spears as thick as tree trunks were hit hard without any damage. No matter how hard the skin of the giant's palm is, it can't be as hard as the other world.
It's made of special wood, so the result of taking pictures of Qianye was to pierce his own hand.
Qianye hovered in the air, flashed behind the giant in an instant, and hit the giant's waist like a force bomb. The giant flew out directly as if it was hit by a giant void beast. But it reacted extremely quickly, with a pair of black wings spread out behind its back.
He opened it, paused strangely in the air, and then kicked back, kicking Qianye away.
Qianye flew a hundred meters upside down this time and knocked down many strange trees before stopping.
The two sides exchanged blows, and both were seriously injured. The contempt and arrogance in the giant's eyes had long since been replaced by shock and dignity.
Qianye's eyes fell on his wings. Although the black wings were short, they seemed to have some power to manipulate space, allowing the giant to make all kinds of incredible movements in the air.
Looking at these black wings, Qianye always feels an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
The giant landed on the ground and kept checking his lower back. There was now a blood hole there, and blood was flowing out like a spring. A mere piece of animal skin clothing could not stop the sharpness of the lapis lazuli blood sword.
Qianye got up from the ground, moved his body, put away the green gold blood sword, and raised his fingers towards the giant.
Despite the language barrier, this provocative gesture was common to all races. The giant was a little hesitant at first, but when he saw this, he became furious and rushed forward with a roar.
This time, Qianye didn't use his sword, but just waved his fists to face him. The two sides immediately engaged in a fierce battle, with fists hitting the flesh, and the fight was so intense that the sky was dark and the earth was dark.
I don’t know how long the fight lasted, but Qianye shouted loudly, grabbed one of the giant’s long legs, lifted him up, and smashed him to the ground like a heavy hammer. Suddenly, a stone of dozens of meters was created on the ground.
A large crater was formed, and a burst of dust was raised. The blow was so violent that Qianye lost his hand and threw the giant away.
The giant rolled and rolled, breaking countless giant trees until it was hundreds of meters away. He struggled to stand up, but after trying several times, he always fell back.
Qianye's face looked a little pale, and this physical fight that relied solely on strength also consumed a lot. However, his aura began to rise rapidly, and he strode towards the giant. With a body condensed by the force of chaos, Qianye's ability to continue fighting was strong.
It's unparalleled.
Qianye still didn't draw his sword. He wanted to capture this giant alive. The giant was obviously an intelligent creature. Although he couldn't understand the language, he could slowly find a way to communicate. When his power reached a certain level, he could also communicate directly through will perception.
If you take down this giant, half of the secrets of the other world will be revealed.
Seeing that the fate of the giant was decided, Qianye suddenly felt threats like needles. He immediately stopped and looked to the left and right.
There were strange rustling sounds in the forest, and gradually, countless shadowy figures emerged. They were creatures similar to Qianye's original tracking targets, like shrunken giants.
This time, Qianye finally saw their appearance clearly.
They are about two meters tall, and their overly long arms and legs and small bodies look a bit funny when combined. Most of them are wrapped in animal skin armor, and they hold spears or throwing guns in their hands. Their weapons and armor are equally primitive and crude, similar to those of the giants.
The ones used are pretty much the same.
These smaller guys have two protrusions on their backs, and they don't seem to have fully developed wings.
Although their weapons are simple, they are extremely fast. With the blessing of speed, whether they are pierced by spears or thrown by spears, they become extremely powerful. Even Qianye cannot ignore them. When their number reaches a certain level, they become extremely powerful.
Threatening.
At this moment, at least hundreds of them appeared in front of Qianye.
After they appeared, they did not attack immediately. Instead, they whined and screamed, with both ferocity and fear in their eyes. They waved their weapons at Qianye desperately. After the number of people increased, they pushed forward step by step.
Some of the taller and stronger ones simply took out a handful of pale white ash powder from the leather pouch on their waists and applied it directly on their faces. This powder had a strong and pungent odor, even if Qianye was not standing close, he felt
The smell hit me.
They applied white powder and seemed to think Qianye should be afraid, so they suddenly approached much faster.
Qianye just felt baffled and didn't understand the intentions of these primitive warriors in the other world. Do they think they can fume themselves away with the stench? No matter how bad Qianye is, there is no problem if he doesn't breathe for most of the day, and even longer.
It's not impossible, just swallow the force.
However, although Qianye didn't understand the purpose of the stench, the number of opponents was really large.
Seeing that the opponent was approaching within a hundred meters, Qianye's eyes flashed with light, and suddenly a flash rushed into the warriors, grabbing one of the warriors in his hand, and then flashed continuously and disappeared into the distant sky.
The warriors were suddenly in confusion, chasing Qianye in the direction he left, not even paying attention to the injured giant on the ground. However, Qianye's sky flashed so fast that he disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
The warriors below refused to give up no matter what, and chased him with all their strength. Even though they no longer knew where Qianye was, they kept chasing him.
Half a day later, Qianye appeared in a natural cave and threw the warrior he was holding on the ground. He lay motionless, paralyzed on the ground, with his eyes closed tightly.
"Okay, don't pretend to be dead, I know you are awake." Qianye said. When he spoke, he was supplemented by a direct impact on consciousness. As long as the other party is an intelligent race, he can roughly understand the meaning of the words. This is the empire and the eternal
The means of communication used by the night warriors when facing unknown intelligent races were first learned from the giant beasts of the void.
The warrior actually understood Qianye's words and was shocked. He jumped up from the ground and landed directly on the top of the cave. The joints of his hands and feet were reversed, and he hung himself on the top of the cave.
Qianye said impatiently: "Come down, don't say this is a cave, even in the forest outside, if I want to catch you, you can't escape."
The warrior's tension and fighting spirit gradually eased, and he fell from the cave ceiling, his whole body hunched over, maintaining a state of being able to escape at all times, even though this was meaningless.
He stared at Qianye and suddenly said: "What do you want... to do?"
Qianye was greatly surprised. He didn't expect that this guy could actually use his will to communicate. He clearly spoke the language of his own clan, but he expressed it clearly and fluently. In terms of the secret method of communication, he was no longer inferior to Qianye.
.
This kind of secret method can only be mastered by at least a strong person above the duke level. The overall strength of the guy in front of Qianye is barely equal to that of a marquis. In other words, the level of the secret method of communication he masters is still higher than that of ordinary Eternal Night Secret Techniques.
above.
But since we can communicate, it will be easy. Qianye simply sat down in front of him and said: "I want to know everything here. For example, where is this place, who are you, how do you usually live, and why does the sun
It’s black, blah blah blah.”
This series of questions was obviously too complicated. The warrior knitted his brows together, showing a pained expression, and held his head in his hands. He finally understood Qianye's meaning.
"Here, right here..." He didn't seem to know how to express it.
Qianye thought about it and realized it. To this native warrior, the other world was just like the eternal night world where Qianye lived. It was naturally there. It was hard to tell what characteristics it had.
"Okay, let's put this question aside for now. Who are you?"
"people?"
"People are what we call ourselves."
He understood and said: "We are Artois, which means sons of darkness and dawn. We have thirteen tribes in total, corresponding to the thirteen stars between darkness and dawn. I am the son of the chief of the second tribe.
"
Qianye walked out of the cave and looked up at the sky. There was a black sun hanging high in the sky, but there was no surrounding halo, so it was considered night now. But the sky was deep and dark, and there were no stars at all?
"What do you mean by stars?" Qianye asked.
"Stars are stars, they only appear at night, emit light, and point the way to lost travelers..." The son of the chief of Artois said a lot.
Qianye also understood that what the chief's son was talking about was stars in the usual sense. Of course, there are other names and names in Artois, but in the secret method of will communication, it will be converted into what Qianye can understand.
Meaning, there is not much deviation.
Qianye went to the cave entrance and looked out again, but still didn't see any stars in the sky. Looking at the dark red pupils unique to the Artoi people, Qianye was thoughtful and began to switch to different visions.
But no matter which Force spectrum he switched to, Qianye didn't find any stars in the night sky. Looking at it, there was just a black sun overwhelming everything, emitting a steady stream of Force light that was difficult to see with the naked eye.
Qianye simply stopped looking and carried the chief's son to the entrance of the cave. He pointed at the night sky and said, "Where are the stars you mentioned?"
The chief's son pointed to his head and said with a strange expression: "Of course the stars are in our hearts, why do you want to go to the sky to look for them?"
"In your hearts?" Qianye felt a hint of anger welling up.
"Of course, where else could it be if it were not in our hearts?" The chief's son was not afraid, but took it for granted, and said: "The Thirteen Holy Stars are very far away from our world and cannot be seen, but if you
If you feel it with your heart, you can feel their existence."
After that, he added: "Tribes with different bloodlines can perceive different holy stars."
I missed a chapter before, but I have now added it. There has been a lot of chaos recently, so I hope you can forgive me.
PS: My best friend, confidant, agent and editor Chu Huaisha passed away on the night of the 16th. She passed away suddenly, without even leaving a word. Everything was fixed at the last moment. Fifteen years of friendship passed away in one day.
The pain is beyond words.
She was also famous before and had written "The Mahayana" and "The Black Warrior Emperor". Old friends from those days should all know about her.
Looking back at this moment, when she was still alive, the thing she complained about the most about me was probably the update. She has been dealing with funeral affairs these days, and when the funeral is over, she will always fulfill her wish.