Arad's unruly savior

The five elements bloodline characteristics of the divine world are not only reflected in appearance, but also have a very obvious impact on the customs and styles of the race.

Bala, the drummer of the Pretty Girls band, is a Tu ethnic group member. She told everyone that most Tu ethnic group members have the custom of returning to their hometowns. They rarely leave their hometowns unless necessary and tend to settle in one place for a long time.

It is very rare to find a Tu ethnic group member like her who goes out to form a band, has an adventurous spirit, and travels around the world.

Similarly, most of the musicians in the divine world come from the Water Tribe, because the Water Tribe has a mellow voice and is naturally endowed with excellent musical sense and creative inspiration.

It is rare for someone like Muse, who is a member of the wood race, to achieve outstanding results.

Keyboardist Mu Ya is from the Jin tribe, and the Jin tribe generally advocates thinking about the philosophy of life and literary creation. It is extremely rare for people like her to come out and make music.

Among the members of the Beautiful Girl Band, Ailuo from the Water Clan has relatively normal attributes, and is often made fun of by Ye Lin for playing the bass.

Lain of the Fire Tribe is a bodyguard and never participates in stage performances.

"Sister Hiat, how are the races in your world divided?" Shu Mo looked at Hiat, Guyu, and the little witch in turn, representing the differences in appearance.

The Protector of the Underworld must record everything that is worth remembering. She will have a standard of judgment in her heart. Now that Sister Hiat and others are active in the God Realm and have a far-reaching influence, it is only right that she should follow their example and record the knowledge of the outside world.

Hiatt laughed, thinking that this girl and the curator would get along well.

"The racial division in our world is different from yours. It is a division based on life forms and regions."

For example, humans, elves, dragons, dark elves, chaos spirits, etc., all have differences in their life forms. Some are long-lived, some are close to nature, some are warlike, and some are creative.

"There are also regional divisions such as the Demon Realm people, the Xuzu people, the Celestial Realm people, and the Imperial Realm people."

The demons have pointed ears because the fragments of Terra have been floating in the universe for many years and have been attacked by radiation, which has caused them to mutate. Therefore, Hiatt classifies them as part of the human category.

  Otherwise, other races have obvious characteristics that distinguish them from humans. What other characteristics do the demons have besides a pair of pointed ears? A flat chest made of steel plates that make a banging sound?!

Shu Mo nodded and took notes seriously, and gained a lot more knowledge.

As soon as I entered the Watcher Village, I immediately smelled a unique damp fishy smell of soil and sea. The mixture of the two smells did not make people feel comfortable at all. At the same time, there was a faint smell of decay, which might be related to the rainy weather in the White Sea.

Towns and villages along the coast, even if they used to be relatively affluent, are far behind the White Sea's largest city, Qingyan, in terms of infrastructure. Outside the villages are large areas of exposed brown soil, which have been turned into muddy patches by rain.

"Few people would lower their heads to smell the scent of the earth after the rain." Yue Na suddenly sighed, as if she was thinking about something and wanted to say something full of philosophical meaning.

Everyone yearns for the infinitely vast sky above their heads and imagines having a pair of wings to fly, but few people look down at the earth that supports their bodies. The earth is the mother of everything.

Yue Na changed the subject and said, "In this regard, the people of the demon world do much better than us."

"Are you implying that our demon world is more dilapidated, so we will bow our heads and pay special attention to the thickness of the land." Yimi Wu rolled her eyes. The hateful yellow-faced woman always brought up the demon world for everything.

The environment in the Demon Realm was extremely harsh. Later, Ye Lin buried Wuxuan's branches deep underground to improve the poor soil. The grain production doubled compared to before, which greatly alleviated the resource dilemma of the Demon Realm.

"No." Yue Na shook her head, then moved closer to the little witch, stretched out her hand to measure each other's height, and said calmly: "I mean, in terms of the physical distance between the nose and the ground, the demons are obviously closer to the ground than us."

As the little witch roared, the empty village suddenly lit up with the light of puppet needles and crosses colliding. If it weren't for the deliberate suppression of the battle fluctuations, the village would have been gone the moment the battle started.

Since breaking through to become the Transcendent, the little witch has gone from being unilaterally "abused" by Yue Na to now being able to fight back beautifully, which is a great improvement.

Walking deep into the village, we finally saw a few locals who were in a hurry, holding bows and arrows or mist weapons in their hands. When they discovered the outsiders, they immediately showed surprised expressions.

"What are you doing here? There are no fish to sell here. It's very dangerous. Leave quickly." Someone shouted, urging them to leave.

Shu Mo calmed down her emotions and said loudly, "I am Shu Mo, the protector of Baihai. I heard that the demonic energy is rampant here, so I came to support you."

Maybe it was because of listening to the songs sung by Lady Moni, Shu Mo felt that her little body was now full of courage. She dared to do anything and was not afraid of any difficulties.

No matter whether it is evil spirit or monster, fight it!

"Isn't Scriben the protector of our White Sea territory?" The man stopped and looked at Shu Mo carefully, then frowned and shook his head slightly, then turned to Ye Lin.

Although the divine world has newspapers that report news, this place, located at the extreme edge of the White Sea and plagued by evil spirits all year round, does not care much about the affairs of the outside world.

"That... Lord Scriben is now the protector of Qianhaitian's land, and I am his successor." Shu Mo patted the record book buckled at her waist, and then summoned the star turtle Umu.

The villager looked at Wumu carefully, exclaimed in surprise, and nodded, saying, "Since you are the protector of the land, follow me to see the village chief."

Wu Mu hummed and rolled over happily. Shu Mo felt hurt and her face looked depressed. Is Lord Wu Mu even more famous than me?

“Maybe the Constellation Tortoise is the standard equipment for the protectors of the earth, so…” Ye Lin laughed and patted Shu Mo’s shoulder.

Come on, as long as Xiao Shu Mo works harder, your name will surely spread to every corner of the White Sea and even the God Realm.

  Boom!

The bells heard before rang again, coming from farther away in the Watcher's village.

On the surface, it was just the sound of an ordinary metal bell being struck by a wooden hammer, majestic and distant, but they heard it. The air as the bell passed was filled with layers of sadness and parting.

"Oh... Who is it this time?" The villager showed a sad and helpless expression, quickly reciting a few names, and his tanned face under the sunlight looked very numb.

"Sir, what's going on with this bell?" Shu Mo had heard the bell twice, and the other party became sad after the bell rang. It was obvious that this bell had a special meaning.

The villager sighed deeply, shook his head and said, "That was the last farewell of a dying person."

He then explained in detail that due to the continuous spread of evil spirits in the vicinity, although the monitor village has taken a series of measures to block the evil spirits, people are still constantly being infected by the evil spirits and turning into ghosts.

Once the signs of becoming a ghost appear, it means that there is no cure and no treatment, so the village chief sends those who are about to become ghosts to an independent island to isolate them from all communication.

Just before the infected people completely turn into ghosts, they will muster up all their strength and reason to ring a large brass bell on the island to say goodbye to their families.

Every time the bell rang, it meant that another villager had turned into a ghost and "died". (End of this chapter)