Starting from the Dragon Tribe

Within the ant lion clan, corpses were everywhere, and only an old ant lion was left standing in the empty yellow sand.

There was terrifying anger in its eyes, "The Witch God Tribe..."

Chu Zihang, who was returning, paused, "It seems that the power of this item is limited after all, and it cannot kill the powerful Shinto."

His Death Note was in the Supreme World, with the help of Lu Chen's bunch of small worlds to kill evil creatures to reach the Grand Avenue level, plus the Avenue Level Little Judge Pen made by Hui Liyi.

In terms of the ability to kill enemies from a distance, it has indeed improved dramatically. However, it is a bit difficult to use this method to kill a strong person.

It seems that Li Tianlu's information is wrong. The leader of the Ant Lion Clan has not just entered the realm of Shinto, but has already achieved a certain level of Taoism.

"Boss, are you really okay? The leader of the ant lion tribe is very strong. How about we take the people in the tribe and run away? Anyway, we have killed enough this time, so there is no shame in running away."

Li Tianlu was worried and felt that Chu Zihang just wrote a few words in his notebook, which was not enough to solve everything.

He was sure that Chu Zihang was not among the top fifty in the Void Arena, and his comprehensive attributes had definitely not entered the realm of Shinto. If the leader of the Ant Lion Tribe attacked, I am afraid that no one from the Witch God Tribe would be able to survive.

"There are indeed some small mistakes. The ant lion leader is not dead. He is coming here."

Chu Zihang said expressionlessly.

Li Tianlu was shocked, because after listening to Chu Zihang's words, it seemed as if all the other existences of the ant lion clan were dead, "Boss, boss, you just killed...the ant lion clan?"

He is also a mixed-dimensional person, and has done many things to exterminate clans. After all, it is extremely stupid to hang around in the mission world, especially for a ninth-level explorer who often stays in one world for a long time.

It is not that there were no explorers in history who were kind-hearted and spared the young people of a certain race because of their soft-heartedness. As a result, among those young people there were existences similar to the Sons of Destiny, who rose up and pushed them all the way, and finally after he left. Kill him before the mission world.

There are also situations where, although the remaining members of that clan no longer have a peerless strong man, they hide behind the scenes and collude with other strong men to stir up troubles and eventually kill the explorer.

In this complex world with thousands of races, it is very simple to take advantage of the situation. If you accidentally let go of some hidden dangers, the other party may come back in the future, so it is necessary to eradicate the roots.

But for Li Tianlu, the ant lion clan also has hundreds of millions of creatures, and he has to kill every last one. He has never carried out a massacre on such a scale.

Oh, it can't be said that there is no such thing. When he fought in some weak worlds in the past, the aftermath of his battles destroyed countless star fields, and tens of billions of creatures were killed or injured on the source of life, but he didn't care at all.

Because he couldn't see it, and he wouldn't investigate it afterwards. If he had a clear understanding of the existence of a race and then killed them and wiped them all out, it would be a different feeling.

Human beings are such contradictory creatures. They have to be responsible and upright at the same time. They will find psychological comfort for themselves. They will feel guilty when facing some small things. When facing some more tragic things, they feel that they are far away from them and feel that they have nothing to do with them. , obviously it is possible that it was caused by oneself.

But Li Tianlu didn't hate himself like this. Instead, he thought it was a good thing that he could have these emotions, which also showed that he had the characteristics of a normal person.

A man like Chu Zihang who kills a race with a blank face, thinking that it is already the domain of gods, is really a terrible man.

"What, is there something wrong?"

Chu Zihang said calmly that he would also feel awkward, but he was the one who knew the dangers of this era best.

They are already sworn enemies. If their team does not have the absolute force to go out in this era, they must be killed. Otherwise, there will be no telling how many enemies will plot against them in the future.

He had already made relevant awareness when he came to this world last time, but in the end he didn't help Brother Lu in any way. This time he has a deeper awareness. Even if he wants to overturn the world, he must help Brother Lu complete that task. thing.

For this reason, once an enemy like the ant lion clan decides to take action, he will not show any mercy.

"No... I just think the boss is so calm and has a strong heart."

Li Tianlu sighed from the bottom of his heart, because Chu Zihang's expression never changed, indicating that he did not hesitate at all, "But since the leader of the Ant Lion Clan has not died, does that mean that he is stronger than the big brother?"

Chu Zihang nodded, "The Death Note can't kill him, so I'm afraid if I fight him head-on, I'll be defeated instantly."

Li Tianlu was a little panicked at this time, "The boss is still so calm. He must have some powerful back-ups, right? Can he kill it?"

After Li Tianlu finished speaking, he felt that his words were inappropriate. The words "death to him" seemed insulting to the boss, but he could not change his words.

But when he saw Chu Zihang, he shook his head again, "There is currently no way to kill it. According to the feedback given to me by the Death Note, his comprehensive attributes are probably as high as 324 points. I don't have time to arrange it for me, so I can only use my strength to solve it."

"Then what are you waiting for? Tell everyone in the tribe to run away!?"

Li Tianlu was desperate when he heard this. If he hadn't really developed feelings for the Witch God Tribe, he would have run away long ago, and he wouldn't have waited until now.

However, he also understood that if the boss in front of him had enough time to arrange, he could kill the ant lion clan leader, but now the ant lion clan leader may have come directly to kill him.

"It doesn't matter, someone will take care of it."

Chu Zihang stepped forward calmly, seemingly not nervous at all.

"Who else is there? I don't remember that among the people like us who entered this group, there are any Shinto-level experts who are willing to help us."

Li Tianlu wondered, they came to this world together and had seen each other on the void platform. The strongest ones did have divine power, but they were from other dimensions, and they were all aloof loners. Over the years, The world here is prosperous, and he can't get on the line at all.

As for the powerful human race in this world, there is only one legendary Martial Emperor, and it is not certain whether that Martial Emperor is a human race. If it is a human race, why has he not come to help revitalize the human race for so many years?

In short, he felt that no one could count on him.

At this time, the two of them had returned to the tribe. Seeing the presence of the old god Chu Zihang, Li Tianlu couldn't hold it in any longer and turned to leave.

"Where are you going?"

Chu Zihang asked calmly. He was holding a tablet to record some key points of the world's intelligence for analysis.

"I don't have the strength like the big brother, nor do I have the courage to kill hundreds of millions of living beings without changing my expression, nor do I have the courage to sit back and wait for death. I want to lead people to escape, so feel free to laugh if you want."

Li Tianlu said with his back to Chu Zihang. As he spoke, he walked out of the tent and shouted to the people in the Witch God tribe, "The leader of the Ant Lion Clan is about to attack. Those who want to survive come with me. I will lead you to escape!"

"idiot."

In the tent, Chu Zihang whispered, but an ugly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "But I don't hate it."

The Witch God Tribe was already in commotion, with men, women, old and young all panicking. Is that the leader of the Ant Lion Tribe, the strongest creature on the southern edge of the wild continent, actually coming to massacre the largest gathering of humans?

People gathered in a panic and wanted to board a wooden boat brought out by Li Tianlu, but in the end people refused to give in to each other.

"Tianlu, take the kids and run away, I won't leave."

An old man exited the crowd and shouted, and then more and more people left, wanting only to send children under the age of ten onto the boat.

"Brother Tianlu, didn't you always say that our Witch God Tribe will gradually become stronger and one day we won't have to be afraid of the Ant Lion Tribe?"

A child asked innocently after getting on the boat.

"Yes, Brother Tianlu, don't you always say that you are the man who will become the King of Humans and will unify the Southern Territory in the future and restore the prestige of the human race? Why should we run away?"

A little girl asked in confusion.

Obviously, Li Tianlu has a high reputation in the Witch God tribe, especially among the children, because he often brags to them and tells stories from outside the mountains.

Another child was put on the boat by his family in tears. He cried loudly: "I don't want to be separated from my father and mother. If I run away, I will die and I will never see him again."

The scene was filled with the cries of children. Parents bid farewell to their children with tears in their eyes. There were also calm old people urging, "Move quickly, don't let the child Tianlu end up here."

"As long as our Witch God tribe still has seeds, it can prosper again, and one day it will regain its ancient glory. Tianlu Sacrifice, take the children away quickly, it's too late, it's too late."

An old tribal elder shouted that this was just a scene at the central gathering place of the Witch God Tribe.

However, people on the periphery, even after receiving Li Tianlu's notice, were unable to rush to the central area to board the ship. They also knew that Li Tianlu could not take many people with him, so they could only hug their families and wait for death to come.

But no matter whether people were crying or laughing, sighing or cursing, no one complained about the chief.

Everyone knew that today was the day to pay the poll tax, but the chief did not choose anyone today, so many people had already noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Now that the war has begun, even though they will die in the end, many people are inexplicably relaxed.

Rather than waiting for yourself or your loved ones to be chosen as poll taxes and given to the antlions, maybe it would be better to die standing with your family.

Li Tianlu looked at the various forms of living beings in the Witch God Tribe, and he couldn't help but get wet at the corners of his eyes in his long life, "Why don't you blame the chief, why don't you blame me! It's obviously us who messed up!"

He roared loudly, as if he was questioning everyone, but also as if he was questioning himself, and finally his voice became weak, "You say you have to die standing up, what's wrong with living on your knees!? Living is always better than dying, only living can make you happy hope!"

An old man from the Witch God tribe with white hair climbed up the ladder tremblingly and came to the roof. He sat there and looked at the sunset in the distance, "Tianlu, in a world like this, the human race really has Hope? We are just careless. I have been thinking about it for many years, old man, and I don’t know what the ancestors did wrong to make us suffer such punishment..."

He said with emotion: "We are on the most barren land, all the inherited methods have been destroyed, we are fighting with the sky, fighting with nature, and we have to face the ravages of all races. We have been dreaming about it for countless years, but we have not seen it. To the reappearance of ancient glory, instead of waiting for the silence of death in the darkness, perhaps sleeping in the afterglow of the setting sun will be a good outcome.”

Yes, the Witch God Tribe has lived a very miserable life in recent years, and other small gathering places on the ancient continent have been equally miserable. They have been treated as slave livestock, food rations for various tribes, or toyed with like ants, and finally trampled to death.

People in the Witch God tribe can barely make a living, but their children don't get a good education, and people don't have the means to practice, so they all rely on their own exploration. Tens of thousands of people die of hunger every year, far exceeding the so-called head tax.

Are they waiting for the glory of antiquity? Are they waiting for the answer to the truth from antiquity? Maybe not, I just want to have a full meal in my peaceful daily life, and be able to enjoy the spring sunshine without worrying about being trampled to death by a strong person who suddenly passes by.

This is a very simple wish, but it cannot be realized in such a cruel world. Just because their ancestors committed a major crime, do they have to suffer such hardships?

"Coming! Am I slow!?"

Li Tianlu suddenly turned his head because he felt a powerful aura coming from the distance, swallowing the sky and the earth, making the entire valley go dark.

He immediately moved the treasure ship and wanted to take everyone away, but found that the whole world was locked by an invisible force.

Yellow sand blew up all over the sky, taking away the moisture in the valley. The trees were drying up, and people were trembling. Some people stretched out their hands tremblingly to the sky, not knowing who they were longing for forgiveness.

"The despicable human race dares to use witchcraft and curses to kill hundreds of millions of our descendants. Please wait for your blood to wash away your sins."

Behind the yellow sand in the sky, there was a shadow that blocked the sky and the sun. The voice of the Ant Lion Clan leader spread across hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers, carrying a majestic rage.

Chu Zihang walked out of the tent. Under this huge momentum, his face remained calm, and he protected a piece of land with his wave of hands to protect people from the erosion of the yellow sand.

"Oh? The Chief of the Witch God has reached this level. No wonder he can use witchcraft to kill my descendants."

The figure behind the yellow sand said, "If you had been holding back for an era, there might be hope for you to stand up, but it's a pity that you can't calm down, so I'll kill you today."

Li Tianlu hurriedly took the children and set sail, wanting to escape far away.

The old man on the roof, with tears in his eyes, held a pot of old wine in his hand, took a shaky sip, and said: "If all the races abandon it, if heaven and earth abandon it, why should it be difficult to abandon it?"

He laughed crazily and burst into tears.

It would be better to return to dust and end the fate of the family.

"What if I don't give up?"

At this moment, a male voice sounded between heaven and earth, using the ancient language of the human race.

"who!?"

The leader of the ant lion clan exclaimed because he didn't notice the arrival of a strong man.

The owner of the voice did not reply to him, but the dark sword light flashed out and the yellow sand in the sky stopped.