'Dong, dong dong'!
At dusk, drums sounded from dozens of floating battle forts at the same time. Several shirtless Jia warriors stood lazily on the wall of the battle fort and roared loudly downwards.
Countless spirit slaves who were digging trenches and erecting earthen walls dropped their tools, yelled "chichijigaga", and ran towards the camp in leaps and bounds. The smoke is rising, the aroma of wine and meat is spreading, the slave hunting team's cooks have prepared dinner, and the slave hunting team soldiers, servants and slaves from the brigade are returning in droves.
On the wall of Yaoshan City, Ji Hao looked at the spirit slaves fighting for food in the camp from a distance. He tapped his fingers lightly on the city wall and said, "Yu Mu, start it. They will spit it out later anyway. It’s a bit of a waste of food to let them eat until they’re full!”
Yu Mu chuckled, bit off his right index finger, drew a blood talisman in the air, and threw it hard on the banner of the God of Plague.
A gray mist spurted out from the God of Plague Flag, and an inexplicable throbbing made all the creatures in Yaoshan City shiver at the same time. Tens of thousands of old tree demons that have taken root in the streets and alleys wave their branches in unison, making a "rustling" sound.
Emperor Shitu stood at the door of the camp holding a wine glass, looking disdainfully at the strange slaves in the distance like vicious dogs pouncing on their prey.
"Rude, despicable slaves. Look at how despicable and chaotic they are, can you imagine? Their ancestors once built a war fortress as huge as the stars, and even killed the Holy Lord of the Sanctuary!"
Emperor Shitu lowered his voice and whispered to his companions.
Several Yu warriors widened their eyes in disbelief and looked at Emperor Shitu in shock: "Captain, how is it possible? These despicable spirit slaves, they don't even know their words, they..."
"They once had a very glorious and terrible civilization." Emperor Shoutu raised his head proudly and sneered: "But in front of the great Yu tribe, no civilization can resist our conquest. These monster slaves Civilization has been destroyed, and so is humanity."
"A war fortress as huge as the stars?" Several Yu warriors muttered to themselves blankly: "And, the Holy Lord!"
"There are some very precious fragments in the secret library of the Emperor Shi Clan." Emperor Shi Tu proudly showed off, one to show off the heritage of the Emperor Shi Clan, and the other to show off his extraordinary origin: "I am fortunate enough to be admitted. , I studied there for seven days, learned many precious secrets, and also learned many records that were deliberately erased.”
Shaking the quilt in his hand gently, Emperor Shitu said softly: "You know, it is impossible to leave such a record in our history books about the fall of a holy king. The holy king is eternal. Immortal, isn’t it?”
Several Yu warriors laughed knowingly. They laughed happily, just like a group of weasels who had just feasted on a young hen, their bodies and souls filled with a pleasant sense of pleasure. This sense of superiority brought about by discussing taboo records that outsiders cannot know, gives them the comfort of standing high in the clouds and overlooking all living beings.
"Huh?" A Yu warrior suddenly covered his lower abdomen. He frowned slightly and said in surprise: "Strange, I'm a little..."
Di Shitu's face twitched, and he suddenly covered his stomach. His brows twitched, and he said in shock: "My stomach hurts. A weird burning pain. Impossible, all we have eaten these days is It’s impossible for standard military dry food to have such a thing.”
"Gululu", several Yu warriors covered their stomachs at the same time. Their faces were distorted and turned a little blue at the same time.
Emperor Shitu hurriedly took out the amulet hanging around his neck. He recited a spell, and the amulet was surrounded by green light, emitting a green light that shone on him and several companions. This is one of the many wonderful uses of the amulet. Once it is actively activated, it can automatically destroy all voodoo toxins in the area covered by the green light. It is extremely lethal to all kinds of weird plague germs or poisonous insects.
It's okay if the amulet is not activated. The green light of the amulet shines on the body, and the pain in Di Shitu and their stomachs grows like weeds that have been sprinkled with fertilizer. Their intestines and stomachs were moving violently, making loud gurgling noises.
Immediately afterwards, a large amount of waste gas grew in the intestines and stomach, and they began to fart and burp, one after another, and they gradually felt a painful feeling that their internal organs were being pushed out of their mouths.
"Potion!" Emperor Shitu took out a golden potion sealed in a transparent crystal tube with difficulty. This is a secret military potion made by the Yu clan. It has extremely powerful healing capabilities for various negative conditions and can be replenished quickly. Physical exertion allows the user to maintain high morale and abundant physical energy in the next few days.
This kind of high-level potion can only be obtained by senior officers in the official army of the Yu tribe. Several Yu tribe soldiers, like Emperor Shitu, took out the golden potion and poured it into their mouths. Their faces were distorted as ugly as ghosts.
There was no sign of the potion taking effect when the potion entered his stomach. It seemed that the potion was swallowed by some strange thing halfway.
More intense pain roared out like a volcanic eruption. The medicine they took did not weaken any pain, but brought them ten times or a hundred times more severe pain. Just like adding fuel to the fire, the pain caused by the potion instantly defeated Emperor Shaktu and others.
With a miserable howl like a ghost crying, Di Shitu and others collapsed to the ground with their hands on their stomachs. Their internal organs were twitching violently, and cold sweat gurgled out all over their bodies. The gray cold sweat was cold and sticky, covering their pale skin like a layer of spoiled egg white, and it continued to emit a pungent smell.
"I, I, I..." A Yu warrior muttered a few words while trembling, then fainted due to the severe pain in his internal organs.
Emperor Shitu opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of viscous gastric juice, and then he began to vomit blood in large mouthfuls. With each mouthful of blood spurted out, his physical strength was rapidly weakened. After seven or eight mouthfuls of blood spurted out in succession, Emperor Shitu Shi Tu was paralyzed on the ground, with no strength left in his body.
Emperor Shi stared blankly at the camp in the distance with his eyes like slaughtered fish. Countless spirit slaves, Dark Tribe servants, and Jia Tribe warriors were holding their bellies on the ground, wailing and twitching. The spirit slaves have weak physical strength, so they fainted happily after humming a few times.
What's pitiful are those Jia tribe warriors. They are all tall and powerful, with abundant physical strength and extremely tenacious vitality. Therefore, their ability to endure pain is a hundred or a thousand times better than those of the spirit slaves. They cried hoarsely, holding their bellies and wailing and twitching on the ground. The eyeballs in their eye sockets were bulging and densely covered with bloodshot eyes.
With a 'boom' sound, two relatively close floating battle fortresses collided heavily. Dozens of Jia warriors on the city wall fell down wailing. A shrill howl was also heard from the floating battle fort, and soon the howl gradually became deeper.
"The whole army has been wiped out, it's over!" Emperor Shitu screamed in despair.
Before finally fainting, Emperor Shoutu murmured to himself: "How much ransom do I need? Damn it, I'm going bankrupt!"
(End of chapter)