Doomsday Totem

Chapter 642
The Glorious Temple, an ancient belief that has been silent for nearly 200 years, finally vowed their return in the most decisive and tragic way.The fire representing kindness and bravery, inheritance and glory has ignited the whole world.

Overnight, bright red flags were planted in every corner, in front of the door, on the car, on the boat, on the airship...

In front of the War Bear Temple in the Far East Continent, there were rows of men with firm eyes standing.In the sky above them, there are huge aircrafts hovering, casting large shadows on the ground.

The three old men stood side by side, staring at the group of children they were proud of, with affectionate and serious eyes.They are the ancient great prophet in white robes holding a long staff, the war bear witch doctor in light gray robes and a battle sword on his waist, and the ebony elder in dark gray robes and holding a dragon head and a walking stick.

After a long time, the ancient great prophet closed his eyes and shouted loudly:
"Go, children, wash away our shame and restore our reputation!"

"Three thousand ancient war bears, three thousand Far Eastern souls!"

"I am the soul of the Far East!" Responding to him was a battle cry that resounded throughout the world.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey..."

Immediately afterwards, countless flames sprayed out, and silhouettes soared into the sky.The huge fleet slowly turned around and headed towards the Northern Wilderness Continent.

From then on, the support operation known in history as the "Second Northern Wilderness Migration" kicked off.

After the fleet left, more than ten kilometers away from the War Bear Temple, in an old shopping street in Xijing, in a grocery store, the husband was busy packing his luggage, while the wife kept putting the clothes in the suitcase on the bed leave.

"Zhu Yongnian, if you dare to go, I will... I will..." Zhu Cuihua shouted excitedly, "I will divorce you!"

"Honey, I'll go back as soon as I go, and go back as soon as I go..." Zhu Yongnian said bitterly.

"Your second brother, your fifth brother and the others can just go. Why are you joining in the fun? Look at you, can you fight? You are just a small employee. You have to let your wife come to kill chickens. You are going to die!" Zhu Cuihua shouted while shedding tears.

"I..." Zhu Yongnian hesitated to speak.

"Look at the house. The four children are counting on you. I won't allow you to go. If you dare to go, I... I'll show you to death..." Saying this, Zhu Cuihua looked left and right, picked up the sewing machine and stood beside her. scissors.

"Don't...wife...don't..." Zhu Yongnian rushed over and grabbed the scissors.

"Are you still going!" Zhu Cuihua shouted.

"I...I still have to go..." Zhu Yongnian said submissively.

Seeing her husband who was always obedient to her but now so determined, Zhu Cuihua let out a "wow" and burst into tears, "You unfamiliar wolf, what can our old Zhu family do to you? , the house is given to you, the daughter is given to you, but you can leave if you want!"

"Alas..." Zhu Yongnian sighed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and remained silent for a long time.

"Don't go...don't go, okay...I can't lose you...the children can't lose their father..." Zhu Cuihua asked almost beggingly, holding her husband's hand.

"I don't have to go..." Zhu Yongnian shed tears, "but have you ever thought that I will be a shame to the children. They will feel ashamed to have such a cowardly and useless father. You can’t lift your head up in front of your friends. Do you know that they have the most proud blood in the world, the blood of the sword of the boundless, Norses, on their bodies. Do you think, deep down in their hearts, they will be willing?”

Zhu Cuihua was silent.

"They always say that when you grow up, you should be like the second uncle, like the fifth uncle, and become an upright hero. Don't be a clerk, don't be a small boss, have you heard that?" Zhu Yongnian asked.

"I..." For a while, Zhu Cuihua was speechless.

"I hope that when they grow up, they can be proud of their father and their blood, and be a man with their heads held high!" Zhu Yongnian said, patting his chest with tears streaming down his face.

Zhu Cuihua was stunned for a while, finally wiped away her tears, stood up, refolded the clothes scattered on the bed, and packed them into the suitcase.

"Thank you, wife." Zhu Yongnian said softly, stroking his wife's back.

Zhu Cuihua didn't speak, and concentrated on packing her things.It wasn't until the next morning when Zhu Yongnian left that she chased him out and shouted from a distance: "Father, come back alive!"

Zhu Yongnian stopped, turned around, nodded to her, and left with a big suitcase.

At the same time, in the southern cemetery tens of thousands of kilometers away, battles of various sizes are taking place amidst the heavy snow.

Some are hundreds or thousands, and some are in twos and threes.People wrapped in animal skins and rags, armed with guns and cold weapons, fought to the death.

In the middle radiation area, which lacks survival materials, there will always be countless battles every winter.People living here, in order to survive, had to raise their butcher knives and kill those who were neighbors and friends before winter.

On the thick snow, there are countless corpses.Sometimes, a life-and-death fight is just for half a piece of bread.Slaughter, looting, and survival will always be the main theme of this land.Desolation, hunger, and cruelty torture the people here all the time.

"Kill!" "Fight with them." "Come on, there is no food for the winter, and death is the same!" "Kill them all!"

At the foot of Black Rock Mountain, in front of a large cave, on the snowy ground, two groups of free people from the cemetery were rushing towards each other holding various weapons high.

The winner will live, the loser will be reduced to food, this is the law of winter in the cemetery.

However, at the moment when the two sides clashed, when the blood was about to stain the earth red, a red shadow appeared in the bloody flowers all over the sky.

One person, one car, one flag.

Alone, wearing frost and snow, shouldering the banner, flying ten thousand zhang.

Red as blood, fierce as wind.

"Thunder Hammer Recruitment, Holy Fire Rekindled, Northern Wilderness Continent, Tieshan Town!"

The thick shout penetrated the heavy snow, echoed among the black rocks, and spread far away.

The people in the life-and-death struggle stopped their movements one after another, staring at the figure in the snow, and stood there for a long time.

"Ah!" After an unknown amount of time, the leading man suddenly raised his ax high and roared towards the sky.

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"

In an instant, the rocks shook, the snow fell, and a mighty roar rose into the sky.

As if I heard their roars, in Haijiao Lane, thousands of miles away, in the Governor's Mansion, a middle-aged captain in his early forties, wearing a red coat, stood in front of the communication platform, facing his side, holding a scabbard Long knife, a heroic young female officer.

"Support me, or..." He looked into her eyes and said calmly, "Kill me."

The female officer didn't speak, and slowly knelt down, nodding her head in salute.

"Thank you." The captain turned around, picked up the microphone, and shouted in a deep voice: "Seven Seas Fleet, listen to my orders!"

"Yes!" shouted in unison, including young and old, men and women.

"I am the Deep Sea Harpoon, Gaskell. In the name of Thunder Hammer, the name of the family, and the name of the Governor of Cape Lane, I request you to drive to the Southern Cemetery at full speed and transport the conscripts to the Northern Wilderness Continent. Support the rekindling of the flame!"

"Yes!" The seven fleet commanders responded in unison.

At this moment, in the distant sand sea, snowflakes are scattered one after another.

Teams of sand bikes marched forward bravely, raising a large cloud of sand, dust, snow and fog.And beyond the sea of ​​sand, on the old, potholed road, an old truck with a red flag on the front roared past with a huge roar.

In the sky, the earth, the ocean, tens of thousands of flame war flags are rushing towards the northern wilderness.

In the early morning, the park in Fengshabao was crowded with people, but it was silent.

Hagrid, dressed in a neat tarpaulin military uniform, stood in front of the tomb, bowed his head towards the tombstone and whispered.

"Brother, the younger brothers have all grown up and become men who stand upright."

"Please stay in the fire, watch us, guide us, and protect us!" After speaking, Hagrid knelt down on both knees, and with the ancient Far East ritual, he planted three incense sticks in front of Raven's tomb.

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

Behind Hagrid, there was row after row of neat gunshots.

At the end of the ceremony, Hagrid stood up straight, looked around the densely packed people of Sandcastle, and shouted: "Friends, brothers, and sisters of Sandcastle, I am the sword of the boundless, Norsesth."

"Now, with the fate of Thunder Hammer, in the name of the family, and in the name of Raven, I declare that Wind Sand Castle is independent!"

"Da da da!" "Da da da!" "Da da da!" "Da da da!" "Da da da!" "Da da da!" "Da da da!"

In an instant, gunshots rang through the ancient city.

"The corpse transporter in the inner street, I would like to be the firewood!" A blind old man raised his hands and shouted.

"The person who hides the corpse in the street, is willing to be the firewood!" A lame old man shouted not to be outdone.

"The corpse stitcher in Lijie, for the firewood!" "All the staff of the Big Rum Bar, for the firewood!" "Ruff Bakery..."

"Brother, I know the layout of the City Hall's garrison." Amidst the turmoil of the crowd, a fat little official squeezed out of the crowd, nodded and bowed to Hagrid, and said with a smile, "I will guide you." This person is exactly Ho New.

At the same time, Tie Slag was standing in front of the gate of the Tieshan Town Self-government Association, standing on the table, standing side by side with the statue of the old man Tie, looking around at the dense Tieshan Town residents, vendors, and scavengers...

"My friends, my former opponents, those whom I have loved and hated, those who have beaten, killed, and scolded, hello." Tie Slag said loudly.

"How shameless." "Too hooligan." "What does he want to do." "Come back to brag!" "It's winter, it's noisy early in the morning, and let no one live." "It's gone, Everyone is going home." People booed.

"Whoever dares to leave, I will kill him." Tie Slag said lightly, while touching the handle of the knife behind him.

Everyone swiped and everything was quiet.

"Now, in the name of Thunder Hammer..." Tie Slag was interrupted by an arrogant voice halfway through his speech.

"Old man Tie's son, don't come with us, do you have any money?" A burly old man with gray hair stepped forward and asked with his arms folded.He is the "ghost head", the boss of the Ghost Horn Society, and one of the most prestigious people in Tieshan Town.

Tie Slag tilted his neck, and said with a grumpy face, "No."

"If you don't have any money, what's the point of doing that? Let's break up. Everyone has gone home to sleep." A thin young man with small eyes and dark eyes jumped onto the table and shouted at people.This person is "Black Fang", the boss of the Black Fang Society, one of the most notorious people in Iron Mountain Town.

"With such a big warship, how can there be no money?" someone questioned.

"That's right, you can sell a lot if you disassemble a piece." "Tie boy, you are so dishonest that you don't share any money with everyone." "Old man Tie is not like that." People booed.

"The only thing I can promise is to build Tieshan Town into the largest and most prosperous city in the Northern Wilderness." Tie Slag said loudly.

"Really?" asked the "old dog" who was a merchant in the sand sea.

"I think it's better to have a golden coin," said Yang Zhiqie, the owner of the western restaurant.

"To be honest, not paying wages is indeed a bit dark." Ren Changshui, secretary general of the self-government association, commented.

"If you don't have money, you want a woman, in your next life." The head nurse said.

"Let me ask you a question..." Tie Slag patted Hei Ya on the shoulder and said, "Is the blood flowing on your body the blood of the northern survivors?"

The surroundings quickly fell silent, and no one answered.

"Are you a descendant of the northern remnants?" Tie Slag asked Black Fang.

The latter shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"What about you, are you a descendant of the northern adherents?" Tie Slag asked, pointing at the ghost head.

"I...I don't know..." Guitou's voice became softer.

"What about you, are you the descendants of the northern remnants who are legendary, brave and fearless, and made the world tremble!"

Tie Slag pointed down and asked loudly: "Tell me, did your ancestors fight for gold coins?"

"Whoever admits it, stand up, I will give him a lot of money, let him fly away, and enjoy life!" Iron Slag tore off the money bag from his waist, smashed it on the ground, then picked up the walkie-talkie, and shouted, "Alice, put the money bag on the ground!" The money bank is down!"

"As you order, Warsong Shaman!"

A mechanically synthesized sound came from above.The huge flagship slowly turned its hull and then tilted upwards.

In an instant, tons and tons of gold coins poured out like a waterfall, falling down in a sputtering manner, smashing down more than a dozen houses in an instant.

"Those who are greedy for life and afraid of death, for money, go get it, then leave here, and never come back."

"This is the hometown of heroes and the place of the glorious torch. There is no room for people who have no sense of honor!" Tie Slag shouted, his eyes widened angrily.

"No! My great-great-grandfather was a guardian of holy wolves, and I am a descendant of heroes!" a person yelled.

"My grandmother once told me that her great-grandfather was the legendary Aquila Nightcrawler, and that I am a descendant of heroes!" Someone shouted again.

"My great-grandmother said her grandfather was a Colossus Guard and could lift a sand buggy with one hand..."

"For glory!" "For Tieshan Town!" "May the flame shine!"

The surging sound waves passed through the streets and alleys, sweeping across the entire Tieshan Town.Piles of gold coins like hills lay there quietly, shining with dazzling luster, but no one cared about them.

(End of this chapter)