Earth and rocks suddenly flew up on the slopes of the barren mountain, and the disguise was gone, revealing a deep cave. Qianye walked out of the cave, his face was a little pale, and his eyes were sunken deeply. He was obviously very tired, but his whole person was full of energy.
There is a kind of aura that is reserved but not expressed, which is heart-stopping.
Seeing the sun again, Qianye's eyes narrowed slightly, and it took a moment to adapt to the light of the outside world. He stood on a high place, overlooking the vast wilderness, endless mountains and rivers, and laughed a long time, feeling endless comfort.
For Qianye, these seven days have been a great harvest. The most important thing is not the combat skills, but letting him see the realm after the god generals. In the past, Qianye has come into contact with many god generals, such as Zhao Xuanji and Zhao Weihuang.
The strength is still above that of the Wolf King. However, it is not a real life and death fight, and the experience is just one level behind.
Now in Qianye's eyes, the world is really different, with more layers, more delicate colors, and many details that seem to be within reach. Where the perception extends, everything has more or less
responded to.
The Force is the foundation of the world, and everything contains the Force of different natures, just more or less, and different forms of existence. What Qianye perceives is the Force hidden in everything.
Being able to sense the force of the world is the basis of control, and it is this step that has blocked many heroes throughout the ages.
At this moment, Qianye's force and vitality have not increased, and are no different from before. However, on the other hand, his control of power has entered a new realm.
After these seven days, Qianye finally understood to some extent why Ye Tong was so powerful with every move he made, even though he only had the blood energy of an earl.
After releasing the turbid energy accumulated for many days, Qianye went straight to a nearby town and had a big meal. He didn't drink any water for seven days, which was a huge burden on his body. It was not easy to eat and drink.
Enough, Qianye inquired about the distribution of the surrounding cities and left the town.
Half a day later, at the edge of a city a hundred miles away, an aerospace boat slowly took off and sailed towards Tingchao City. There was the Wolf King's base camp not far from the Ancient Totem Battle Fortress, and it was also the central city that controlled a vast area.
Now Qianye is not in a hurry to settle the score with Ji Rui, but plans to give the Wolf King another hard blow before doing so.
This is a neutral ground. Even the exchange of interests must be based on equal strength. If you don't beat up the enemy, there will never be a peaceful life. Ji Rui has reneged on the deal several times. After all, it is still a thousand years ago.
The fundamental reason why Ye made a choice between him and the other party was that he felt that Qianye was not strong enough.
No matter how many mercenaries were killed and the Fury of the Wind was crippled, Qianye would only make Qianye famous among the middle and lower classes. The real power was in the hands of the strong men at the level of god-general. And Ji Rui relied on being able to maneuver both ways.
Getting a share of the pie may seem like a beautiful thing, but in fact it is like building a city on sand, which will fall down as soon as you touch it.
The Wolf King came to kill Qianye, so he had no choice but to obey. This is the tragedy of not having hard power.
After living in a neutral land for so long, Qianye also understands the way of survival here and the nature of Ji Rui's wallflower. Such a person can be retained in the future. As long as he is strong enough, he will not have second thoughts. Of course.
, if Qianye falls from the altar one day, people like Ji Rui will be the first to bite him.
But now, Qianye felt that it was time to let people of the Wolf King level feel the pain.
On the coast of the East China Sea, there are endless soothing beaches, rugged cliffs where Qianye once lived, and cliffs standing thousands of feet high.
The Wolf King's ancient totem battle fort is built on a cliff. It faces the East China Sea and has extraordinary momentum. The ancient totem battle fort is not far from Tingchao City, the core city of the human race in the East China Sea. The battle fort is built here, and it also has the meaning of condescension and protection.
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The ancient totem battle fort is dominated by werewolves, and most of the humans who come and go are hard workers and cleaning men. In this castle, the hardest and most tiring work is left to the humans. The battle fort is located high on a dangerous mountain, with up and down
It's inconvenient. If you don't take an aerospace boat, it would take half a day for ordinary people to go down the mountain. All humans who work in the battle fort are not allowed to leave the battle fort. In fact, they have become slaves.
At this moment, the night was low, with heavy clouds in the sky, and the clouds almost touched the spire of the castle. Under the cliff, the raging sea tide kept hitting the cliff wall, making a thunderous roar, and the waves could sometimes splash over a hundred meters.
On such a night, with such power of heaven and earth, even the ancient totem battle fortress seems less solid.
As midnight approached, the wind began to pick up. The thunderous sound of the ocean tide filled the sky and the earth, with each wave getting louder than the other. The voice of the foreman scolding his servants in the castle had to be raised an octave in order to be heard.
The lights in the castle were dim and flickering, only illuminating some corners and squares. Most areas were shrouded in suffocating darkness. The dim lights coming from the narrow windows did not illuminate anything at all, but made people feel uncomfortable.
Feeling extremely cold and hopeless.
On one side of the mountain wall, Qianye was standing. This place was at the same height as the castle hall of Ancient Totem, so that most of the battle fort could be seen.
At this moment, a storm is coming, and the howling wind will occasionally bring down some gravel from the mountain wall, like a flying knife or sharp weapon. Once it hits someone, it will cause a bloody head.
Qianye has been standing here for two full hours, observing the terrain and personnel distribution of the ancient totem battle fort. The faint fire behind the main hall of the castle attracted Qianye's attention. It is possible that it is still burning in such windy and rainy weather, and
Illuminating the main hall of the castle, the size of the bonfire is definitely not small.
Werewolves are a race that respects their ancestors and traditions. There are still many werewolves who are extremely resistant to things such as aerospace crafts and force arrays. In the werewolf tradition, the totem flame has always occupied a very important position. In the past, Qianye fought in the empire.
In the movie, I had a lot of dealings with werewolves, so when I saw the fire, I felt that it should be a very important place.
Qianye lowered his body, jumped tens of meters, flew over the cliff, and landed on another mountain peak. As soon as the howling wind approached his body, it split into two, flowed around Qianye, and then continued to roar forward.
.In the storm, Qianye is like a swimming fish, moving forward gracefully and nimbly.
This is what Qianye has gained in the past seven days. He has been able to use the surrounding environment to his advantage and create favorable conditions without using the field or even using much force.
Qianye leapt like flying, and in a moment he reached the back of the battle fort and stood on the top of the sentry tower.
This sentry tower was built at a corner of the sea, with cliffs on both sides. Perhaps because they didn't think anyone could come up from this position, the werewolf guards in the sentry tower yawned nonstop and looked listlessly at the sea.
The night was already dark, lead clouds were pressing overhead, and the East China Sea was in chaos. No matter how hard the werewolf looked, he could not see anything.
At this moment, Qianye was standing above him, but the werewolf guard was unaware of anything, struggling against sleepiness.
Qianye was looking at the backyard of the battle fort at the moment. In one corner was a protruding rock, a hundred meters high, which naturally acted as a barrier. There was a depression under the rock, with a raging fire burning inside. Two werewolves were holding two pots of black stones, carefully
Pour into the fire.
The black stone entered the fire, and the fire immediately became intense. Then Qianye smelled a faint aroma, and his mind suddenly became clear. It seemed that the two pots of black stone were specially made and not ordinary fuel.
Colorful ribbons were tied to the mountain, and a totem pole stood behind the flames, with a wolf head with blood on its mouth at the top.
This is the totem of the werewolf tribe. The flame is the totem fire used for sacrifice. As long as the tribe exists, the totem fire cannot be extinguished. When the tribe moves, the chief priest of the tribe will save the totem fire until it reaches a new habitat.
Let it burn again.
In front of the totem fire, there is an old werewolf prostrate. His upper body is bare, and his body is covered with green and red lines. The wooden staff held in his right hand is inlaid with thick skulls and sharp teeth, full of rough and primitive emotions.
Feeling, but there is a faint aura of dominance in the wilderness.
The old werewolf exudes the tyrannical aura of a marquis, but his gray hair and dry skin show signs of aging. The strong men of the dark race can basically maintain their appearance in their prime, and are often near the end of their lives when they show old age.
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Based on his many years of understanding of werewolves, Qianye concluded that this old werewolf was probably the chief priest of this tribe. And from the fact that the totems were placed at the highest point of the entire battle fort, it could be seen that the wolf king probably belonged to this tribe.
Qianye narrowed his eyes slightly, took a step sideways, rolled into the sentry tower like a ghost, put his hand on the werewolf sentry's neck, and with a little force, broke his neck bones.
The werewolf warrior didn't even grunt before he collapsed softly. Qianye stripped off his armor, put it on, got off the sentry tower, and walked towards the totem.
The werewolf high priest is lying on the ground, humming ancient and desolate tunes, and performing the ritual of communicating with the ancestors. It is said that the high priest with profound cultivation can indeed hear the voice of the ancestors, get guidance, and even receive the blessings of the ancestors at critical moments.
protection, thus the combat power skyrocketed.
Tonight, the high priest is conducting an extremely important ceremony, and the communication session with the ancestors alone will last for several hours. This ceremony will use the power of the ancestors of the tribe to eliminate hidden dangers in the body of the Wolf King.
In the backyard of the battle fort, there were dozens of werewolf warrior guards, and from time to time a group of patrolling guards would pass by the edge of the square. At this time, a werewolf warrior clung to the shadow of the wall and walked towards the high priest who was kneeling in front of the totem.
The ceremony has been going on for several hours, and it is also a kind of torture for the werewolves who are irritable and irritable by nature. Therefore, although many werewolf warriors are still standing there, their eyes are somewhat distracted. This is an ancient totem battle fortress.
There has never been an invasion from a foreign enemy, so it’s no wonder the werewolves are slacking off.
But someone finally discovered the anomaly. A knight-level werewolf guard captain stared at a werewolf warrior and shouted: "Who are you? Why don't I recognize you?"
The sound stopped and only a few guards were alerted. The wind was too loud.
These werewolves looked up and discovered the suspicious werewolf standing under the wall. At this time, he was only fifty meters away from the high priest.
Many werewolves had not yet turned their heads and were still thinking about who this werewolf was, but Qianye had already taken out the twin flowers and aimed them at the back of the great werewolf priest!
"stop!!"
A thunderous roar rang out over the ancient totem battle fort!