Chapter 300 You must attack the taunting enemy first
"Our ancestors created the land, all things, and humans..."
"He, like all things in heaven and earth, is immortal. We are their children, living on the earth they created, and everything returns to the eternal spirit. After death, the body is destroyed, and the spirit will return to heaven.
go……"
Around the bonfire, the old people told the newly grown children in the tribe the legends of the mythical era, mixing the courage and inheritance of the tribe into the myths, telling the ancestors who opened up the land and created all things, just like every myth must
There are evil gods who do evil, and they also tell about the water gods of the deep sea.
For these humans who once lived on the coast.
The threat of the ocean is always there and cannot be ignored. It is the great god who is the rainbow snake.
It was a giant snake with the head of a kangaroo, the teeth of a crocodile, the tail of a fish, ears like feathers, and a body like a long snake.
It controls the climate and lingers on the bottom of the sea. If people do not respect the ocean, the ocean may be polluted.
The rainbow snake will wake up and set off a wave of terror, drowning and destroying all living things.
The old man has told this kind of story countless times, and he has already mastered it by heart. He told it vividly and fascinatingly, and the children listened intently. But at this moment, a murmur came: "Old Yule, you
Are you still telling them about shamanism?"
The old man turned his head in surprise and saw several young people walking over from a distance.
The leader has a muscular body similar to that of a tribal warrior, dark skin, and an appearance that is different from that of African Americans. He also has tattoos such as war patterns on his face, but he is wearing modern worldly clothes and hot pants on his back.
, a hot woman with a graceful figure, and a white Australian who is obviously on vacation.
After Old Youle was stunned, anger arose in his heart: "It's you, Akwele!"
"You went to the city of the Angsa people and actually brought them to our holy land?"
"According to the rules, even children under twenty years old must come here blindfolded to keep the secrets of the gods. You actually brought in an outsider?!"
Akwele was a little panicked in his heart. He regretted that after being drunk, in order to show off his arrogance, he temporarily got dizzy and agreed to bring his friends. However, he also wanted to rely on the influence of the tribe in his heart. He spread his hands and pretended not to
Carefully said: "Hey, Old Yule, it's just some things that can't keep up with the times."
"These are my friends, let them see it."
"It's time for you to learn to embrace the civilized world."
The men and women in the back took out their mobile phones to take pictures and exclaimed in amazement.
Like an enraged lion, the old man raised his hand and grabbed a sharp short spear.
The evil spirit that erupted in an instant was like an enraged lion king. Although he was old, he still had sharp claws and teeth, which shocked the Australians who were free and undisciplined and had no respect for this tribe. The two women were frightened.
After retreating, two young men among them drew their shotguns.
In line with the national liberalism of a certain country, Australia does not ban guns.
It’s just that the procedures are relatively cumbersome.
And a considerable part of this tediousness is for the lower class civilians or outsiders.
Yes, all things being equal.
But certain skin colors and races will be more equal.
The old man was pointed at a gun, an old-fashioned shotgun that could pose a threat to a real lion.
The young man holding the gun suppressed the panic in his heart, barely whistled, and said: "Nice move, old man, but you know, times have changed a long time ago."
"This is the age of technology."
"What you do is out of date."
The old man was over seventy years old, and his strength was not as strong as before, so he had to slowly put down his weapons. Akweil, who brought these outsiders here, felt a feeling of shame for some reason. At this moment, the bonfire suddenly
It shook violently.
There was an exciting sound of wind in the distance. Someone looked over and suddenly turned pale and screamed.
"Look, there, there!"
"what is that?!"
Everyone turned their heads subconsciously, and then their expressions suddenly changed as they saw a terrifying beast that could never belong to reality.
It has dark yellow wings, like a disaster coming from Ragnarok.
At least that's how they see it.
But in fact, it is the remnant soul of Zhu Jiuyin’s only son, a ferocious bird from the Shanhai era.
Drum, come here.
Looking at the ferocious bird that had the aura to cover the world, several young people sat there blankly, and a voice full of ridicule seemed to ring in their ears.
Excuse me.
Times have changed again.
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Huge wings covered the sky, and everyone wanted to escape because of intense fear, but their blood seemed to be drained. They felt dizzy and their hearts beat faster. It was a disaster that controlled the power of drought and fire.
In mythology, there are disasters that at least the heirs of gods can face.
The young man holding the shotgun subconsciously pulled the trigger.
Amid the smell of gunpowder, the bullets shot out.
The target is so huge that it is impossible to miss it.
But it has no effect.
When the weapon could not give feedback, it brought even greater fear. The frivolous and handsome man staggered and sat down on the ground. Even the power he inadvertently revealed caused the blood of the creatures on the ground to steam and lose them.
The water in the body will eventually dry up and die.
The tribe suddenly became chaotic, and there were calls of despair everywhere.
The old tribal warrior stood up with an angry roar, holding the weapon in his hand. He took a step forward and threw the short spear in his hand with all his strength. He had no confidence at all that he could cause harm to this huge beast.
At least you should have the courage to resist.
Like his ancestors, he roared loudly:
"O brave and great God of Thunder, please protect us."
The short spear in his hand shot out, and he drew his sword.
Prepare to fight to the death.
Sudden,
A blazing light flashed between heaven and earth.
Then there was a muffled sound of thunder, and a bolt of thunder directly hit the short spear, causing the speed of the short spear to increase instantly, enveloping the thunder light, and landed heavily on Gu. Gu didn't pay attention to the just tiny ant at all.
Therefore, he was unprepared and was struck by this attack. The lightning flew across his wings and his movements were slightly stagnant.
This incredible scene made the entire tribe fall silent for a moment.
The old warrior saw a young man falling along the thunder light, and with a wave of his hand, a thunderous stream of light pierced the night and landed heavily on the huge beast. Under the reflection of the thunder light, the young man turned his head,
There is a simple and majestic mask on his face, which is exactly the same as the thunder god worshiped by the tribe.
"Thor?!"
The old man was so excited that he almost had the urge to kneel down and prostrate himself at this moment.
But the great and majestic God of Thunder did not speak.
He just flicked his sleeves and pointed to the distance.
The old man knew that gods would not easily communicate with mortals like him.
This is the true spirit.
majesty.
Unpredictable.
distant.
great!
But he also understood what Thunder God meant from his movements. He suppressed the excitement in his heart and led his fellow tribesmen back. Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. Jiang was still old and hot. Fortunately, he understood what he meant, otherwise he would have to use
I used the English I had left behind for so many years.
Although he also wants to reply to the previous sentence, it will be your wish.
But think about it, speaking such broken English in public, it is simply a top-notch social experience.
Just thinking about it, Wei Yuan felt that he could use his toes to create a three-bedroom apartment on the spot.
Wei Yuan looked at the stopped drum.
Gu had no intention of speaking at all. There was an extreme contempt in his eyes. He flapped his wings and was about to fly past Wei Yuan and continue moving forward with an indifferent attitude. Wei Yuan finally found him, how could he let him easily?
Leave? Besides, Gu is undoubtedly restoring his own vitality by creating disasters and devouring lives.
And judging from the trajectory, this ferocious beast is rapidly approaching China.
Wei Yuan didn't believe it when he said he didn't have any bad intentions.
He raised his hand, spread his fingers slightly, sketched the wish power inside the tribal stone statue, and then clasped it together.
Tiangang Thirty-Six Divine Powers: Master the Five Thunders.
The violent thunder and fire fell heavily, hitting Gu's body, erupting into large swaths of plasma and thunder. However, Gu's wings were still not greatly damaged. After all, he was a truly ancient innate god. Even after death, resentment will not be felt.
It is more powerful than ordinary gods, but mobilizing the power of this tribal god statue is not enough.
The lightning on the drum's wings suddenly calmed down, and his voice was indifferent: "You are just a little god in a remote place, how dare you act so arrogantly?"
"roll."
There was a condescending and indifferent attitude in his demeanor and tone.
Even indifferent to the point of disdain to take action.
With a flap of wings, large tracts of forest began to wither, rivers dried up, and the Qi machine that inflated oneself began to recover visibly with the naked eye. This is the way the fierce god recovers from his injuries. He uses all things in the world as his resources to improve himself. If he follows the route, he will return all the way.
When we arrive in China, I'm afraid Gu's strength will be more than 60% higher than it is now.
He focused on restoring his own strength. He had no interest in distracting Wei Yuan and flew far away in the blink of an eye.
Wei Yuan followed closely, not expecting Gu to react like this. He suddenly remembered something and took out something with his backhand.
The drumming movement that was intended to harvest the qi of heaven and earth and restore itself suddenly stalled.
He fluttered his wings and circled violently, his eyes locked on Wei Yuan who was wearing a simple and rough mask, or in other words, locked on the simple dagger in Wei Yuan's hand. The heat wave erupted from the flapping of his wings, causing cracks to appear on the earth and drying up the rivers.
The vegetation withers.
There were obvious mood swings in his tone, and he said fiercely:
"That's...that's my first weapon."
"Always at my father Zhu Jiuyin's place!"
"How did it get into your hands?!"
"No, who exactly are you?!"
Wei Yuan wore a simple mask and pondered for a moment.
He replied sincerely:
"you guess?"
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Longhu Mountain.
Zhang Ruosu hummed a little tune and prepared tools.
A fishing rod.
Some fishing bait.
Big Tmall Longhushan No. 1 became a little bigger. He was carrying a bamboo basket with an aggrieved face and a bell hanging around his neck. The old Taoist priest smiled and said: "You, don't be unhappy just yet, we will wait for you later."
When Wei Yuan is a boy, I can catch fish for a while."
"That way, when we come back, we can kill that kid for a meal."
"I'll give you a fish then."
Longhushan No. 1 paused in thought.
Thoughtful.
Immediately he couldn't help but became furious.
Because he found that, faced with such conditions, he hesitated shamefully!
He is the Demon King Sakurajima!
It is a strange species from the mountains and seas with thousands of years of magical power!
How can I be treated by this mere...
"Also, if I catch a lot, I will give you a share."
"Okay! You give your orders!"
The old Taoist Zhang Ruosu adjusted his fishing rod, and the Big Tengu suddenly thought of something and asked casually:
"By the way, Tianshi, are your fishing skills very good?"
The old man stiffened.
Without changing his expression, he began to evaluate the material of the fishing rod and praised loudly: "This fishing rod is really good, haha. This is the first time for the old Taoist priest to fish with such a good fishing rod."
The Great Tengu suddenly felt something bad in his heart and said hesitantly:
"Old Master..."
"Your fishing skills should be very good, right?"
Zhang Ruosu: “…………”
Just when Zhang Ruosu coughed and was about to explain and convince the big tengu, his cell phone suddenly rang. He took a look and saw that it was Wei Yuan. The old man breathed a sigh of relief and signaled that there was something going on with the big tengu. He picked up the phone and said: "Wei Yuan, you
Did you find the drum?"
"found it."
"Oh, all right."
"By the way, one more thing. I checked some ancient classics. A fierce god like Gu has a domineering personality and will not be easily influenced. The resentment left behind in this aspect will only become more extreme and worse.
You may have to put more effort into attracting them before you can lead the drum to the East China Sea."
"Lao Dao finally found a few spells here, which may be useful for these resentful creatures. Please remember..."
Wei Yuan was silent for a moment and said, "No need."
"I've got him."
The old man was startled: "Attracted? So easy?"
"How did you do it?"
"How?"
"It's hard for me to explain this to you."
Wei Yuan rushed forward in the wind, turned around and looked at the angry bird chasing closely behind him, and the corner of his mouth twitched:
"It's just that the effect... seems to be a little too good."
PS: Today’s first update... 3,800 words, a little late, thank you for the stinky reward of being smoked to death, thank you~
Work hard to code and try to complete the second update around twelve o'clock.
The Australian natives have a unique mythology system, but it is relatively niche. Moreover, different tribes also have different myths. Here I chose to create one for future use. The rainbow snake one is real~ In addition, this book finally exceeded 100