The Land of Star Curtain is geographically located on an extended peninsula in the Storm Continent.
The connection between this vast peninsula and the main body of Stormwind Continent is not only blocked by the Death Storm on the vast Furnace Desert, but also the land of night ruled by the vast blood-born fairies.
These two, on the one hand, prevent the terror in the depths of the continent from spreading to the land of stars, on the other hand, they also make human beings lose their exploration of the vast Storm Continent, thinking that it is the center of the world.
in this way.
The human civilization of this powerful star-screen land on the extended peninsula has long been habitually ignoring the low-level civilizations struggling to survive.
Such behavior is no different from how the higher civilizations deep in the continent treat the surrounding lower civilizations.
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The Rotten Sand Tower United Kingdom is located on the vast melting furnace desert, a dark area that has not been explored by humans and blood-born goblins.
The weak eye of the wind, which was formed naturally here, has expanded several times through the efforts of the God of Rot, supporting a larger settlement of the eye of the wind, and establishing a powerful kingdom.
In this way, the story of the Moluo tribe and human beings unfolds from here.
Moluo people are generally about 70cm tall, and they look like mushrooms with soft tentacles.
Although from the description, this group seems to be somewhat similar to the Gulan goblins, but the two are completely different species.
The Gulan goblin evolved from a marine creature, while the Moluo tribe is a highly intelligent life form derived from a fungus.
For the vast majority of the Moluo tribe, the source of all history is the great god of decay.
Different ethnic groups face different living environments, resulting in completely different cultures and languages, which in turn lead to very different ways of thinking.
For example, the title of this rotten god.
For humans in the Star Curtain Land, the term rot means fermentation, mildew, etc., and it is a derogatory term.
But for the civilization of fungi intelligent species born in the arid environment of the extremely water-scarce melting furnace desert, decay represents the source of life, the foundation of food, and the root of species derivation.
This is a harsh environment that ordinary humans in the Star Screen Land can never imagine.
Luo Nai was born at the bottom of the Moluo tribe.
Like most of the Moluo tribe, he is a devout believer in the God of Rot.
Another ordinary morning.
In the room of the underground cave, he used his soft tentacles to dip some precious water dew from the clay pot, and applied it on the body surface. The skin quickly absorbed the water, and secreted a layer of mysterious oily film-like substance. A layer of mucous membrane is formed on the body surface to lock the moisture in the body.
This is the talent that each Moluo tribe has evolved in a long-term dehydration environment.
Taking a deep breath, he opened the door of the underground cave.
"Damn the sun!"
The morning sun on the horizon, not harsh, but still makes it uncomfortable.
He cursed the evil sun, and then drew back the gathering sails that had hung overnight from the roof.
This collection sail is a light and thin cuticle material, which seems to be spliced by countless cicada wings, hanging at a special angle, forming a subtle arc, and welcoming the night breeze.
With Naluo's cautious movements, the dewdrops on the sail gradually converged into one, forming a precious stream of water, which fell into the clay pot.
Gazing at the increasingly filling water in the clay pot, a pair of green eyes on his mushroom-topped face revealed great satisfaction.
Praise the god of decay!
The low-level Moluo tribe in remote areas rely on this kind of collection sails, relying on collecting the negligible moisture in the night air, and survive with difficulty.
"Nailuo, I heard that a few days ago, you were able to summon the great god of decay, Shenguang?"
Summoning divine light, for humans in the Star Curtain Land, is the basis for becoming a priest.
Similar to Lei Luo in the past, after long-term devout prayers, he was able to summon a ray of divine light, but it could only soothe emotions, dispel darkness, and bring warmth.
"Uncle Huisha!"
This is Naraku's neighbor.
Naraku looked at the old mushroom.
His broken and scarce mucous membrane could no longer form a complete closed film on the body surface.
This is a symbol of old age and weakness of the Moluo people.
The leaks in the mucous membrane will cause serious water loss in its body, and it needs more water to maintain its vitality. In this case, if there is not enough water supply, once the water is exhausted, it will usher in dryness and death.
Naraku really wanted to give him some water.
But in the end, the possessive desire for water deep in his heart prevented him from opening his mouth.
He calmly plugged the bottle of the clay pot, and responded with a smile: "Yes, a few days ago, I was able to successfully summon the divine light, and I plan to go to the Seventeenth Shata City to study in a few days! "
There were some blessings and disappointment in the eyes of the old man, and he left slowly.
He didn't ask for water.
And without water, it would be difficult for him to survive this dry season until the short rainy season came.
Right.
Water is the most precious thing in the Moluo Kingdom, and it is also the most common currency in the Scrub Kingdom. Who would like to give it to others for no reason
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in a few days.
Naraku carried the clay pot and set foot on the road to Shata City.
On the way under the scorching sun, he must ensure that he carries enough water, otherwise he will die on the way due to dehydration.
The mucous membrane on the surface of the body can not only lock the moisture in the body, but also has the effect of reflecting sunlight, which greatly reduces the temperature in the body under the sun. Therefore, only the healthiest and strongest Mushrooms can travel thousands of miles to reach the desert. Tacheng.
There were hardships along the way, needless to say.
In just seven days, for Naluo, it was almost a near-death experience, which made him completely transformed from the mind, and finally came to the vicinity of the 17th Shata City, which is closest to him.
"so many people?"
Of course, the so-called people are just nouns called by people of the same race.
Naraku, whose body surface showed some signs of burns, stared at the countless mushrooms in all directions, gathered in front of the huge sand tower more than 100 meters high, and opened his mouth.
"Water... give me some water."
A mushroom that fell in the desert, whose body had begun to dry out and dehydrated, stretched out its tentacles weakly to Naluo, begging in a mournful voice.
The desert was merciless, and Naraku ignored the supplicant.
He took a deep breath of dry air, exhaled the hot stuffy air that was almost boiling in his body, and continued to walk forward.
He also finished drinking the water in the clay pot yesterday.
The last journey was already completely relying on his will. He didn't even remember how he got to Shata, so he fell into a coma.
After a few days of treatment, the burns on Nai Luo's body recovered, but a few permanent black spots were left on the top of his head.
But for the Moluo tribe, this is a great honor.
Only fighters who have passed the test can obtain black spots after receiving special treatment from the envoy of decay. This kind of black spots will make him have stronger vitality.
"Congratulations, you have passed the test and become a qualified soldier in the United Kingdom. Now you can learn two kinds of power here, wither and rot. Which one do you choose?"
A Moluo clan floating in the air asked.
It was scorching hot outside, but the temperature inside the sand tower was very cool. Naraku was very puzzled by this, but at the moment he didn't have any extra time to think about these boring things.
"What's the difference between the two powers?"
"If you choose to wither, you will become a great warrior of the kingdom. Follow the great king of Shata, go to the oasis of the longevity tree, conquer the aliens there, open up a new territory, and gain unlimited possibilities! And if you choose to rot, you will continue to stay in the here."
"I choose to rot!"
After a little hesitation, Naraku finally responded.