Doomsday Totem

Chapter 430 Blue Wolf
After hiding the supplies, Iron Slag carried the package on his back and continued on his way.The altitude here has dropped to about 7000 meters, and oxygen equipment is no longer needed.After climbing down for two consecutive days, the altitude continued to drop, and vegetation gradually appeared around.First some mosses, then some ferns, and then sparse forests appear below 5000 meters above sea level.

A few days later, he came to a huge valley, where the trees were dense, the mountain springs were flowing, and there was vitality everywhere, and occasionally some small animals could be seen.From the watch, the altitude here is about 500 meters, the temperature is moderate, and the sun is warm, just like a paradise.

After wandering around for a while, he caught a fat hare, opened it and washed it by the spring, and set up a fire to roast it.The smell of meat immediately filled the forest.Before long, he drank the sweet spring water, ate the delicious rabbit meat, and lived a comfortable life in the wild.After eating and drinking, he jumped into a stream, took a bath, washed his clothes, and hung them on the treetops to dry.

After resting for two days, he put on his pack and continued to explore after his body recovered to the best condition.According to the reminder of the previous generation of brilliant prophets, the treasure is hidden in this valley, but the specific location needs to be searched slowly.

A few days later, he found no clue, but hunted a goat.Goats are no better than hares. Hares don't have much fat, they don't roast well enough, and their meat isn't sweet enough.Killed the sheep by the spring, dug a small pit to bury the internal organs, then set up a fire and roasted the lamb.

"Zizzizi..."

A few minutes later, the yellow-orange suet dripped on the firewood, exuding a tempting aroma, and sprinkled with chili and cumin powder, it was even more mouth-watering.Pull out the knife, cut off a small piece of shiny mutton, put it in your mouth, bite it down, and the delicious juice immediately fills your mouth.Eating barbecue and drinking spring water, he couldn't help thinking that if he brought the two girls with him and lived here from now on, away from the disputes in the world, hunting during the day, setting up a bonfire at night, and gazing at the stars, what a pleasant life it would be.

However, such thoughts only stayed for a moment before disappearing in front of the fire in his heart.He clearly knew that only by lighting the brilliant torch could he restore his peace of mind.

After a big meal, he cut the remaining mutton into pieces, wrapped them in oiled paper for compressed biscuits, put them in his bag, and continued to set off.

After several days of exploration, he finally found the treasure.It was a man-made cave, located in a corner of the valley.There is a big stone in front of the cave, and a cluster of flames is carved on the stone surface.Although it has gone through a long period of time and is covered with moss and weathering traces, the cluster of flames is still clearly visible and lifelike, as if it is beating and full of endless vitality.

Pushing away the boulder, Iron Slag walked into the cave.Under the illumination of the flashlight, thick tree roots can be seen crawling on the stone wall.The ground is a little wet, and it seems that water seeps from above.In the silence, it seems to be able to hear the light sound of water droplets falling on the stones and the slight sound of wind.The air here feels very fresh, and there is no feeling of being closed for a long time at all.

After walking forward for fifty meters in the dark, after turning a corner, the front suddenly opened up.Looking around, this is a vaulted space in the belly of the mountain, with faint light shining down from above.In the dim light, one could see that the ground was covered with gray-white spider silk, and under the spider silk, there seemed to be many objects half-human tall piled up.In order to see the situation clearly, he took out a magnesium bar, scraped hard on the cave wall, and threw it out.

"Chi..." Accompanied by the soft sound of burning, the magnesium bar spewed out dazzling sparks, making the entire cave glow red.

In an instant, he was stunned by the sight in front of him. What was on the ground was not ordinary spider silk, nor the expected objects, but huge cocoons.At a glance, there are hundreds of them.

He was startled immediately, thinking that this place would not be occupied by any creatures, and these gray-white cocoons were their larvae.With such doubts in mind, he slowed down, avoiding the cocoons, and started searching around.

After a while, he found some sealed boxes piled up in the corner.The surface of the box looks very weathered, but after prying it open, the inside is wrapped with layers of oil paper, which seems to be well preserved.But after opening the package completely, he was almost dumbfounded. Inside was a set of off-white tarpaulin military uniform.Although well preserved, the military uniform is useless at all.Then, he opened more than a dozen sealed boxes in succession, all of which were military clothes or cold weapons of different lengths.He couldn't help but wonder, could it be that these military supplies were the wealth that the previous generation of brilliant prophets said?

If it's just these things, then he came in vain.But if it’s not these, what else is it?These materials are obviously carefully preserved, otherwise they would not be so well sealed, and it would be fine to store them for hundreds of years.After searching around, there is nothing else except the cocoons, these sealed boxes containing military uniforms or cold weapons.

He was immediately disappointed beyond measure. It took more than half a year and all the hardships to come here, and it turned out to be like this.

Inadvertently, his eyes swept across the side stone wall, and saw an old man wearing a cloth robe with a straw rope around his waist and playing a harmonica.He subconsciously took out the harmonica, watched the silver light flowing through the body of the harmonica, took a deep breath, and started playing.

The melodious melody flowed out slowly, echoed between the stone walls, and spread far away...

We woke up from the deep sea, climbed into my father's fishing boat, picked up the ancient harpoon, stared at the vast deep sea, and blew the horn of freedom.

We woke up from the distant mountains, rode young elephants, raised ancient flags, gazed at the rolling distant mountains, and played the flute of farewell.

We wake up from the cemetery, put on mottled battle armor, pull out the ancient sword, stare at the boundless world, and ring the final bell.

When the melancholy sound of the piano turned to high-pitched, the sound of tearing cotton wadding resounded through the ground, and tall figures emerged from their cocoons.

"What year is today!" "What year is today!" "What year is today!" "What year is today!" "What year is today!" "What year is today!"

They were naked, with tears streaming down their faces, and screamed to the sky, causing the sand and gravel to fall down one after another.The sorrow as deep as the sea and the anger as strong as a volcano seem to have spanned a hundred years, and the world will also be moved by it.On the eve of the Great War, they were ordered to come here, and sealed themselves here with the epic insectification ability "cocoon dormancy", waiting for the awakening of future generations in the long years.

In that era of darkness, what kind of mood did they close their eyes and sleep forever?The departure of relatives, the parting of comrades-in-arms, the disappearance of loved ones, and the untouchable future are so unbearable.

Becoming a tinder is the most painful and brave choice in the world, and so is becoming the last guardian.

When they wake up again, it means they have lost everything.If given a choice, they would rather die in battle than bear the pain.Anger, sorrow, unwillingness and shame are accumulated in their hearts, just like the ups and downs, all the tastes of the world, rushing to their hearts at the same time...

"When you wake up again, maybe the world is full of vicissitudes, but please don't be sad, because we have returned to the holy flame, waiting for your return..."

"Go, guardians, you are a force that spans time and space, the last roar of the holy wolf!"

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Amidst the deafening crackling sound, three beams of light shot up into the sky, shattered the rock formation, and shot straight into the sky.The dazzling sunlight came in suddenly, making people's eyes bright.

Not long after, the awakened people gradually calmed down, and three meteors flew to the ground one by one, half kneeling in front of Tie Slag.They all exude a majestic and majestic aura, which makes people feel awe. It is the power of awe-inspiring power and the power of a holy rank.

"The Red Martial Saint of the Canglang Legion leads three hundred holy wolf guardians to meet the Warsong Shaman." A burly red-haired man in his 40s yelled loudly as he faced Tie Slag.

"Lan Wusheng of the Canglang Legion, lead a hundred eagle night walkers to meet the Warsong Shaman." A handsome man in his 30s, with a strong figure, long black hair, and a handsome appearance faced Tie Slag and shouted loudly.

"Black Martial Saint of the Canglang Legion, lead fifty giant statues to guard, and meet the Warsong Shaman." A tall and burly old man in his 60s, with a brown inch-cut head, faced Tie Slag and shouted loudly.

"Canglang Legion, meet the Warsong Shaman!" In an instant, a group of figures knelt down and shouted in unison.

Tie Slag put down his harmonica and nodded towards them.Afterwards, everyone stood up one after another, opened the sealed boxes piled in the corner, took out their clothes and weapons, and quickly put on their clothes.

A few minutes later, Tie Slag walked out of the cave with the team that woke up from a deep sleep.

"War Song Shaman, what year is it now?" Red Martial Saint asked.

Iron Slag looked at his watch and reported today's date, which is now February 3715, Dr2.Hong Wusheng thought for a moment, then turned his head and said: "War Song Shaman, we must return to the end of the world, retrieve the armor, and wait for your call there."

"How should I notify you in the future?" Tie Slag asked.There is no satellite communication signal at the end of the world, and the aircraft cannot be used. It is really difficult to go there.

"You just need to inform the guardians of Iceland, the people of the Xiluo family, and they will come to us." Hong Wusheng said.

"Robin Siro is also one of us?" Tie Slag asked puzzled.

"The Xiluo family is the holder of one of the three glorious artifacts, 'Deep Sea's Nostalgia'. Sunset Lorenfell ordered them to stay in Iceland and take care of our icebreaker warship for generations." Hong Wusheng replied.Then, he unsheathed the long sword at his waist, handed it up with both hands, and said, "Warsong Shaman, this is also one of our three artifacts, named 'The Lamentation of the Earth', if you are a psyker, you can Please take it."

Tie Slag took the sword and pulled out a section, and suddenly a cold light radiated from it, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a lot.

"Good sword, but unfortunately I'm not a psychic." After finishing speaking, he pushed the sword back into its sheath and returned it to the Red Martial Saint, and then asked, "How did you get out of here?" The rest of his supplies were only enough for himself On the return trip, there were more than 450 people here, and he really couldn't help it.

"War Song Shaman, you don't have to worry about us..." Hong Wusheng said, turning his head and gesturing to everyone.

"Uh!" "Uh!" "Uh!" "Uh!" "Uh!" "Uh!" "Uh!"

Within a few seconds, everyone spread their worm-like wings, flapped their wings, and flew in all directions.

"We will collect some food here, then fly to Haijiao Port, and leave by boat from there." Hong Wusheng smiled and said, "It's you, how do you plan to leave?"

"Go back as you came," Tie Slag said.

"Warsong Shaman, this road is not safe, let Wusheng Hei take you back, he can also tell you some past events on the way." Hongwusheng said.

Iron Slag thought for a while, then nodded in agreement.Next, with the help of Martial Saint Hei, he quickly returned to the place where the supplies were buried.After taking out the materials and making a simple sled, the two continued to set off.A few days later, the two of them joined Zhao Wenke, picked up the remaining supplies, and continued heading north.

Finally, after half a year's journey, at Dr3715-7-10, Tie Slag and Zhao Wenke finally led the team back to Qinjia Village.After a day's rest, Wusheng Hei bid farewell to Tie Zha and rushed to Luoyan Town to join Wusheng Hong and others.

A few days later, Tie Slag and Zhao Wenke returned to the ancient temple and joined Hagrid, Quinn, Tie Ling, Lilith, and the Black Pig King who had rushed here three months ago.Just when everyone was about to go to the Central Continent to show their talents, a shocking news came.

On that day, the same paragraph was written on the front pages of all the newspapers in Silver City World.

"Issued by the Princess of the Temple and approved by the World Council, starting from Dr3715-8-30, the Third Army of the Temple Expeditionary Army will go to the southern cemetery to carry out a comprehensive cleansing of all insect variants south of the sewage river; the goal, every [-] units per day; unless the thief Iron Slag Norses surrenders to the nearest temple institution with a thunder hammer, he will be killed."

Obviously, after more than a year, Yugo Lombard has completely lost his patience.

It has to be said that her move is very insidious.If Tie Slag refuses to surrender, he will be charged with ignoring the lives of worms, thus losing prestige; if he is willing to surrender, he will die.Anyway, no matter what Iron Slag does, she is the ultimate winner.

(End of this chapter)