Starting From Douluo, Glory is Invincible

Chapter 709 Holy Continent

In that quiet courtyard, the night was getting darker. Beside the stone table, Zhang Tao and Ying sat quietly, their eyes focused on the old man Yu Xiaoyao. The wine jar was empty, but the air was still filled with a faint aroma of wine. There was still a drop of sake left in the corner of the old man's mouth, which he had inadvertently dropped when he put down the wine jar just now.

"Senior, can you tell me how Xing and Yin, the two Holy Spirit Magicians that I admired back then, died in battle?" Ying's voice broke the tranquility of the night, with a hint of trembling in his tone, That is admiration for heroes and reverence for history.

Old man Yu Xiaoyao was slightly startled, as if he didn't expect Ying Hui to suddenly mention this topic. He was silent for a moment, seeming to recall that dusty history. After a long time, he slowly spoke: "Do you know who the enemy of our Holy Land was ten years ago?"

"Mr. Wright told me it was us." Ying replied. There was a look of confusion on his face, obviously he didn't fully understand the answer.

"Wright? He himself only knows one thing but not the other." Old Yu Xiaoyao sighed softly, "Ourselves? That's right or wrong. The Holy Land Continent has planted the seeds of 'spirit' on its own. Naturally, I have to harvest the fruit of 'spirit'. I can't say much about the secret of this village. I can only tell you that the strength of the Dark Tribe was only the strength of the two empires of our Holy Land Continent. The great empire also has the Anyao Empire across the sea, but in the end it paid such a painful price. It was not because we were not strong enough, but because we were not united enough.”

 The old man's words revealed deep helplessness and regret. He seemed to be blaming the major empires of the Holy Continent for not uniting to fight against foreign enemies, but more importantly, he was expressing emotion and recollection of that period of history.

 “Dark Clan? Not the Spirit Clan?” Shadow asked with a frown. He felt a little confused, because he had always thought that the enemies of the Holy Land were the Spirit Tribe, but now Old Man Yu Xiaoyao mentioned the Dark Tribe.

"Well, the Dark Tribe." Old Man Yu Xiaoyao nodded and affirmed, "Actually, the Dark Tribe and the Spirit Tribe are the same family, both originating from the power of the 'Ling'. It's just that the Dark Tribe chose to oppose the 'Ling' In the war ten years ago, the Dark Tribe and the Eldar Tribe jointly attacked our Holy Land in an attempt to seize the 'Spirit'. the power of."

Hearing this, both Zhang Tao and Ying couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. They did not expect that the enemies of the Holy Land would be so powerful, including not only the Spirit Race but also the Dark Race. Moreover, according to the old man's wishes, the two major ethnic groups joined forces to attack the Holy Land. This would undoubtedly be a disastrous war.

“What happened next?” Zhang Tao couldn’t help but ask, “How did we win that war?”

Old Yu Xiaoyao smiled bitterly: "Won the war? We did not win that war, it can only be said to be a tragic victory. Although the Dark Tribe and the Spirit Tribe are powerful, there are also countless heroes and strong men in our Holy Land Continent. In order to defend Their homes and relatives resisted bravely, even at the expense of their own lives. In that war, the seven empires of the Holy Land and the Anyao Empire all paid a huge price. Countless people died and countless homes were destroyed. But in the end. We still succeeded in driving the Dark Tribe and Eldar Tribe back to their home base." At this point, a trace of sadness and anger flashed in the old man's eyes. He seemed to be recalling those fallen comrades and relatives, and his heart was filled with hatred for the enemy and disgust for the war.

“Did Xing and Yin die in that war?” Ying asked. There was a tremor in his tone, which was a sign of admiration for heroes and awe of history.

The old man Yu Xiaoyao nodded: "Yes, Xing and Yin were both heroes in that war. In order to protect the people of the Holy Land and the power of 'spirit', they fought a desperate battle with the strong men of the Dark Tribe and the Spirit Tribe. Fighting. In the end they succeeded in repelling the enemy, but at the cost of their own lives."

 The old man's words were full of admiration and condolences for Xing and Yin. He seemed to be recalling the figures of those two heroes. Their bravery and sacrifice were deeply engraved in his heart.

Hearing this, both Zhang Tao and Ying couldn't help but fell silent. They were moved by the old man's words and shocked by that period of history. They know that Xing and Yin are the heroes of the Holy Land, and they exchanged their lives and blood for today's peace and tranquility.

“Senior, after that war, did the Dark Tribe and Spirit Tribe never attack our Holy Land again?” Ying asked. He seemed interested in the outcome of that war and its aftermath.

Old man Yu Xiaoyao shook his head: "No, the Dark Tribe and the Spirit Tribe have not given up their attack on us. They have been looking for opportunities to invade the Holy Continent again. But after that war, all the major empires in our Holy Continent We have strengthened our defense and cooperation so that the Dark Tribe and Eldar Tribe have no chance to take advantage of them, but even so we cannot take it lightly and must remain vigilant at all times.”

 The old man's words revealed worries about the future and wariness about war. He seemed to be reminding Zhang Tao and the Shadow Sanctuary Continent that there was no peace, and the threats from the Dark Tribe and Spirit Tribe still existed. They must work hard to improve their strength and contribute to the peace and tranquility of the Holy Land.

 (End of this chapter)