The United Kingdom of Rotten Sand Towers consists of more than a hundred sand towers.
After several months of study, Naraku has initially mastered the power of decay.
He can now collect all kinds of corpses and plants, and use the technique of decay to transform them into food for the Moluo tribe.
But this is just the lowest rot technique.
He also wants to obtain a more advanced technique of decay, which will allow him to have a strong ability to survive and become a great envoy of the temple.
But if you want to become the envoy of the temple, you have to learn the boring history. Almost every Moluo tribe doesn't like this kind of thing.
People care more about the real stuff.
To this end, he came to the Shata dungeon.
The huge and complex dungeon is like a huge maze. Even after living here for several months, Naraku still gets lost from time to time.
Today, he used up all the gems he had stored up over the past few months and purchased a study course at the temple.
Under the sand tower, there is a dark river. The water here is distributed according to needs. Naraku temporarily got rid of the survival problem, which is why everyone wants to go to the sand tower.
The temple is only responsible for teaching courses. As for whether to pass the assessment and become a priest, it depends on everyone's ability.
"Becoming an excellent priest requires sufficient knowledge. According to historical research, about 750 years ago, our Moluo tribe was truly free, and 550 years later, the great rot was born. God."
The clergy tell about things that have nothing to do with real life.
The vast majority of the Moluo tribe are not interested in these things at all, and can only memorize them by rote.
But Naraku felt that these things... seemed very interesting
Much more fun than learning the art of rot!
He knows a lot of things that he didn't know before!
"In prehistoric times, the predecessor of the Rotten Sand Tower United Kingdom was established by an evil creature called a furnace ant. This evil creature chewed leaves to complete fermentation and decay, thereby cultivating the Mushroom Clan and eating the Mushroom Clan. Afterwards, with the awakening of the consciousness of the Moluo tribe, they finally overthrew the rule of these evil creatures and gained freedom."
"Two hundred years ago, the God of Rot's infinite divine power brought us not only powerful power and a living environment, but also knowledge and thinking. Some mushroom wise men were eager to know what the outside world was like? So they crossed the In the vast desert, I discovered the kingdom of the longevity tree and the endless water of the oasis, but it was occupied by a group of wind spirits who could only sing. Therefore, King Shata, who inherited the noble blood of the God of Rot, united all the Shata masters. , launched a just and victorious invasion war against the Eternal Tree Divine Kingdom... "
"Through the war, on the one hand, we have obtained a huge amount of resources, and the number of Moluo people has continued to increase; In the depths of the desert, there seem to be many powerful kingdoms hiding something."
"Five years ago, in our century-long offensive, we finally made a breakthrough. In the Kingdom of the Longevity Tree, we built a sand tower, which gathered amazing power of faith, and summoned the God of Rot to descend. Fight against the Chamber of Everlasting Tree."
The vast majority of the Moluo tribe have very low intelligence, roughly equivalent to four or five-year-old human children.
But Naraku is a rare high-wisdom Moluo. He was fascinated by what he heard, and he was proud of himself as a powerful Moluo tribe!
"The Longevity Tree God is no longer able to fight against our great Moluo tribe. It actually wants to spread our position and guide other powerful kingdoms in his mouth to attack us?"
"Hmph, it's ridiculous! But it's so stupid that it won't understand that as long as it occupies its oasis, the population of our Moluo tribe will increase several times in a short period of time! We are twice as powerful as the fighters we are now, how powerful should we be! What kind of enemies will we be afraid of when the time comes?"
Time passed day by day.
There are many courses in the temple.
The students around Naluo changed one by one.
Compared with these far-fetched theoretical things and associative things, how to make one's life better is what every mushroom cares about.
finally!
The hard work paid off, and Naraku passed the assessment and became a priest of the Temple of Rot!
"Wisdom is the cornerstone of civilization. Congratulations, you have officially become the envoy of the temple."
Naraku took a black gem from the priest's hand.
Through this gem, his power of decay will be further enhanced, and any enemy he watches will also be cursed with decay, and the insignificant wounds will be infinitely magnified.
At the same time, he also obtained the right to walk freely anywhere in the Rotten Sand Tower United Kingdom, and became a highly respected envoy of the temple!
Through wisdom and hard work, he has gained his current status from an obscure and ordinary person.
Everything is so beautiful.
Everything is so ordinary.
today.
Naluo walked on the road, enjoying the admiration of other mushrooms, and came to the secret breeding farm in the Shata Dungeon.
The precious furnace ants are raised here.
They used to feed on mushrooms, but now they have become livestock raised by mushrooms.
Mushrooms maintain a towering sand tower that has stood for hundreds of years by collecting a liquid they secrete, and through the special structure of the tower, maintain ventilation and convection to ensure the ventilation and coolness of the underground city, and build this place into a cradle of civilization .
Crackling!
Suddenly, a thunderbolt exploded from the blue sky, making everyone in the Shata stunned.
"rainy season?"
"Heavy rain is coming!!?"
After someone yelled, everyone went crazy.
Although there is no shortage of drinking water in Shata, everyone is used to singing and dancing before the rainstorm, and regards it as the most important festival of the year.
"strangeness."
Naraku frowned.
As an envoy of God, he has richer knowledge. The annual rainy season usually does not come until a month later, and the humidity in the air does not seem to have changed.
He came to the sand tower vent and looked up at the sky.
The dense dark clouds had indeed covered the sun, but the thunder that pierced the sky was a strange dark red lightning.
An uneasy heart palpitation appeared faintly.
"What's going on?"
Different from those Moluo civilians who sing, dance and cheer, Naraku has rich associations with the unknown, and he needs to find a priest and accept the guidance of the priest.
"My God, what is this?"
"ash??"
Full of oppressive mysteries.
In the sky, a layer of black snow slowly drifted down.
After the black snow fell to the ground, strange shadowy wraiths began to emerge one by one. Looking at the ignorant and ignorant mushrooms, they smiled evilly and stretched out their claws.
"ah… "
"Run, it's a devil!"
The seventeenth sand tower was originally preparing to follow the king one month later, and the legions who went to the Longevity Tree Divine Kingdom expedition rushed out of the sand tower one after another.
Naraku was not the only one who felt depressed.
The seventeenth Lord of the Sand Tower flew into the sky with a silver gun in his hand with a "shoot".
He stared at the vast land, looking at the endless strange black, with countless ghosts floating in the ground and in the air, his expression was extremely ugly.
"what?"
Waving the spear in his hand, silver brilliance fell from the sky, and a large number of ghosts and wraiths disappeared, but his face became more rigid instead.