Doomsday magic cultivator wandering the heavens

Chapter 78 79. The Dark Night
Before the orc priest completely extinguished the fire, Chen Mo's wave of bones engulfed the orc priest in an instant. In the end, he turned into the nourishment of the bone streamer without even uttering a scream.

Xinjian controlled the spirit sword, flew back to Chen Mo's altar, and brought the totem back by the way.

Chen Mo helped his temple while catching the totem with his hands.

The spiritual sword that has not broken through to the magic weapon will give Chen Mo a splitting headache every time he uses it, which makes him unwilling to use this spiritual sword at all.

Only use it when you have to. After all, this spirit sword is extremely fast. It can be said that the sword is as fast as the heart.

With the totem in hand, Chen Mo could feel the killing intent coming from the totem, as well as the faint roar. Feeling the spirit in the totem, the corners of Chen Mo's mouth rose, drawing an arc.

Casually stuff the totem into the storage space of the Soul Refining Banner.

Seeing that the battle was over, Chen Mo no longer maintained the mana supply of the two soul banners. The two soul banners shrank and flew back to Chen Mo's hands.

Looking at the sky, the sun was already close to the horizon, and it would really be dark if it dragged on. Although he didn't know what the so-called dark night was, Chen Mo instinctively didn't want to experience this unknown danger.

He stretched out his right hand and beckoned to the fire seed that fell on the ground. As soon as the mana in his body moved, a gust of breeze blew by, and the fire seed was blown up by the wind and fell into Chen Mo's hands.

As soon as this kindling was used, I felt a burst of coolness. The thing that looked like fire did not have a slight burning sensation. In addition to the cold feeling, Chen Mo also felt a certain nostalgia from this kindling.

It seems that this fire was also snatched by this orc hunting tribe.

"Nong, are all your people here?"

Chen Mo turned his head and asked his disciples.

"Yes, there are 32 people in total. Master, it's getting dark soon. It's too dangerous to spend the night in the wild. Fortunately, you have snatched the fire. Hurry up and start the fire."

Obviously, in Nong's consciousness, his master Chen Mo is a traveling witch. Since he is a witch, he should know how to use fire.

He didn't even think about it, he could be regarded as a witch now, could he use fire now?

"Since your people are here, let's go back now."

As Chen Mo said, he soared into the air, but there were only thirty or so people. With a roll of the soul refining banner in his hand, they all rolled up immediately.

Such a method is still too troublesome. When you have time, you must learn the art of climbing clouds. When the time comes, a cloud will appear out of thin air with a simple move. How can it be so troublesome to fly people.

Speeding all the way, flying non-stop in the direction of the Spear Tribe.

Hurry up and hurry up, the sky is still dark, and as the sun sets, it takes away the last ray of light.

Between the heaven and the earth, it seemed that at this moment everything was dimmed.

In silence, he looked up at the sky and found that the whole sky was like a black curtain, on which there was not a single star shining.

Not only are there no stars shining, there is not even a moon, so the entire world is shrouded in darkness.

At the moment when the darkness fell, Chen Mo even felt that his sense of direction was completely lost.

Frowning, he stopped in mid-air, without a sense of direction, naturally he should not continue to move forward, otherwise he would only get a diametrically opposed result, just like a person walking with his eyes closed, unless it is a professionally trained person .

Otherwise, it must be impossible to walk in a straight line.

Secretly released his own spiritual perception, wanting to sense the direction, but Chen Mo's spiritual perception, once entering this dark world, is like water entering the sea, which cannot stir up the slightest wave.

After making a formula, it is necessary to summon a ball of flames to illuminate.

At this moment, Chen Mo's heart rang alarm bells, as if he would encounter something absolutely terrifying in the next second, the horror of being suppressed and killed!
Chen Mo instinctively stopped the flame summoning.

"Master, quickly use the tinder!"

Nong's anxious cry seemed to be coming from the sky, and it was very far away from Chen Mo, Chen Mo could barely make out the general idea.

It seems that this is the so-called dark night. In this case, Chen Mo quickly took out the fire, and the little fire had just been taken out.

The surrounding darkness has been dispelled a lot, but Chen Mo's simple and rude method of use makes the consumption of fire appear extremely fast.

The moment the surrounding darkness was dispelled, Chen Mo could sense the location of the Spear Tribe again.

And it is extremely clear to perceive, as obvious as a lone star in the dark night.

After comparing his distance, he found that his flight path had deviated just for a moment.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Mo speeded up and started sprinting. As for the information about this dark night, you can wait until the Spear Tribe to inquire.

Fly all the way back to the Spear Tribe.

As soon as he approached, Chen Mo was taken aback.

Because the kindling that didn't seem huge during the day was like a small sun at this moment.

Hanging above the entire tribe out of thin air, the entire tribe has a sacred and solemn atmosphere.

At this time, the Spear Tribe Square was full of people. They were in the Spear Tribe, clasping their hands together, as if they were silently praying for something.

As soon as he entered the fire range of the Spear Tribe, Chen Mo felt refreshed.

He controlled himself to fall slowly, and then untied the soul banner.

"Nong resettle your people."

After saying that, Chen Mo didn't pay attention to these trifles anymore, but only took care of those few things in the square.

"Witch Spear, what's going on with this lightless night?"

Chen Mo asked straight to the point.

Mao Wudi has actually seen that Chen Mo is not simple, not just an ordinary wandering witch.

But Mao Wudi didn't care. In his opinion, Chen Mo is a human race, and he is spreading the truth, and the truth he spreads is especially useful to the human race, so Chen Mo is a good witch.

Mao Wu thought for a moment, and seemed to be organizing how to speak.

"Every night is a dark night, and a dark night is, by definition, a night without light."

Speaking of this, Mao Wudi paused for a moment and continued to speak.

"There are evil spirits in the dark night, and there are a lot of them. They are basically unconscious idiots. As soon as the sun goes down, they will start to attack all living creatures frantically."

According to Chen Mo's own understanding, there is no reincarnation and underworld in this world, even ghosts. This makes the creatures in this world have only one way after death, and that is to become lonely ghosts.

If there are too many lonely souls and wild ghosts, they will naturally come out in groups to hurt people.

"What kind of fire is that? Why can't ordinary flames be ignited."

"Tinder is a tribe's worship and belief in flames. As long as you have a fire, you can avoid the attacks of evil spirits in the dark night, and ordinary flames without this power will only attract more evil spirits' attention."

Chen Mo nodded.

This prehistoric world is really incomplete. In such an incomplete world, it can be said that there are opportunities everywhere.

"Thank you for bringing the warriors of the tribe back safely. We have prepared a bonfire party to welcome you to participate."

In the square, all the primitive people sang and danced happily around the fire of tinder.

There are primitive beauties who come to Chen Mo's side to show their hospitality. It's a pity that these women are beauties according to primitive people's standards, and according to Chen Mo's standards.

Well, I can only say that there are too many hairs.

After taking a sip of the fruit wine, Chen Mo relaxed in a rare way. Looking at these happy primitive people, he couldn't help laughing.

Let's talk to that nest tomorrow about the house.

Steal the floating life for half a day.

(End of this chapter)