Countless three-eyed tribe stone statues appeared in front of everyone.
At the core, a temple suspended in mid-air supported by eight giant stone pillars is particularly eye-catching.
Especially on the top of the temple, a crystal stone radiates light, like a small sun, bathing the entire temple in divine light.
In the distance, Wu Ming and others looked up, each observing everything they saw.
After a long time, Zhuoma turned around and whispered: "The gems on the top of the temple would not shine before. Is this an abnormality?"
"Calculate!"
Wu Ming nodded, took out a gold nugget the size of a stone, and threw it towards the temple with all his strength.
The gold nugget drew an arc in mid-air with a sound of breaking through the air.
About 10,000 meters away from the group of stone statues, the crystal stone on the top of the temple suddenly flashed a white light and accurately hit the gold nugget.
In an instant, the hit gold nugget disappeared, as if it had never appeared before, disappearing without a trace.
"Look, the stone statues seem to be shaking. They are about to wake up!"
Countless stone statues that were motionless seemed to have been awakened and began to recover quickly.
Especially on the periphery of the stone statue group, several stone statues that were relatively close to Wu Ming and his group looked up one after another, as if they could see Wu Ming and his group.
"Back off, back off now!"
Wu Ming issued a warning, pulled Zhuoma beside him, and quickly teleported back.
The next second, a giant sword with a length of ten meters flew out from the hand of a stone statue and struck everyone where they were.
Three soldiers with two blood marks on their faces, who were equivalent to foundation-building monks, were killed on the spot in an instant, and the blood stained the ground red.
After the blow, the stone warrior who threw the giant sword did not rush out.
Everyone looked up and found that one hundred thousand meters away from the temple, the stone warrior automatically stopped and returned to its original position.
Upon noticing this phenomenon, Wu Ming's eyes flickered and he cautiously approached again.
Such an approach did not cause any reaction from the stone statue, nor did it trigger an attack from the crystal stone.
It wasn't until Wu Ming approached again and stepped into the 10,000-meter range that the crystal stone on the top of the temple began to show its power again.
"Apparition!"
Wu Ming directly teleported, his body disappeared in place, and he avoided the white light's blow.
However, he did not retreat far, but stopped 50,000 meters away from the stone statues.
After stopping, Wu Ming looked towards the group of stone statues and saw another stone statue raising its weapon and throwing it towards his position.
Wu Ming started teleporting again and retreated in units of 10,000 meters. The stone statue did not give up chasing him until he exited the range of 100,000 meters.
"Ten thousand meters is the attack range of the temple, and these stone statues will also be awakened. After the stone statues wake up, the defense range becomes 100,000 meters. It is temporarily safe beyond 100,000 meters!" Wu Ming stood beside Zhuoma without looking back.
He opened his mouth and told his calculations.
After hearing the accurate answer, everyone's faces showed sadness.
You know, if you are 10,000 meters away from the stone statues, there will be an attack force. If you break into the stone statues, or want to enter the temple, what kind of attack force will it be.
Everyone has seen the previous attack of the stone warrior. The warrior with two blood marks will be killed instantly if he touches it.
In addition, there was an unknown light of destruction on the top of the temple. No one present was sure that they could safely enter the temple.
"There's no need to try. Tell the witch what's going on here!" Wu Ming slowly spoke and revealed his plan.
Zhuoma, Mu, and Zhuo discussed for a while, and finally Zhuo personally led the two soldiers to report everything that happened here.
Wu Ming and the few who did not leave camped at a safe distance, and no one acted rashly.
In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and people from various tribes came one after another.
At the beginning, those who came were just minor players, at best only the leader level.
In the following days, as the number of people and tribes increased, the wizard from the Gray Rock Tribe was the first to arrive, kicking off the wizard's appearance.
With the appearance of wizards, many monks who survived and integrated into various tribes began to gradually appear.
Wu Ming made a rough count and found that there were more than a hundred surviving monks.
I don’t know if the remaining people were lost in the secret realm, or they were hidden and did not appear. It is estimated that the number of people is increasing is not very likely.
"Greystone Wizard, thirty-two tribes have come so far. I wonder what your plans are? It seems to me that these people are building something. What is it for?" Wu Ming looked into the distance and looked at
Busy people.
The graystone wizard held the golden scepter, pointed his finger at the crowd, and whispered: "The real danger is the one sleeping in the temple. To defeat him, we can only gather the power of various tribes and build the Ancestral Temple here."
This can only be done by calling the ancestors to come to the altar!"
"Calling the ancestors to come!" Wu Ming didn't ask much, so he could only observe slowly by himself.
Under the busy work of countless primitive people, the speed of construction is changing with each passing day, almost changing every day.
When the number of tribes that came to gather reached fifty-four and the number of wizards exceeded thirty, a ten-meter-high altar was built.
The square altar that was built echoes the Three-Eyed Clan's temple at a distance of 100,000 meters.
Every day, countless people kneel around the altar, calling the names of their ancestors to make sacrifices.
Occasionally, more than thirty tribal wizards would stand on the altar, singing and dancing, singing unknown songs and sacrificial words, and offering sacrifices to the ancestors' spirits.
A month later, the wizards began to jointly offer sacrifices and worshiped day and night.
Wu Ming didn't understand the rules of sacrifice, he was just a layman watching the fun.
I just vaguely noticed that as the sacrifice continued, there seemed to be a mysterious power emerging, shrouding the area of the altar.
At the same time, the crystal stone on the top of the temple facing each other a hundred thousand meters away became more dazzling.
Many times, when looking at the dazzling crystal stone, the gray stone wizard would look solemn.
When Wu Ming asked, the Gray Rock Wizard said nothing and just shook his head in response, not knowing what he was thinking.
"boom!"
During this day, under the witness of countless people, the crystal stone on the top of the temple suddenly shot out a beam of light upwards.
Like a substantial beam of light, it breaks through layers of obstacles and disappears into the unknown space.
Seeing this scene, Wu Ming himself had no reaction, but the faces of the wizards present changed drastically, and they all showed panic.
"The Light of Reception, the Light of Reception has appeared!" The graystone wizard kept whispering, as if he was trapped in a nightmare.
Wu Ming was a little confused. He looked at the white light pillar in the distance and asked, "What is the light of reception? What does this thing do?"
"This guiding light is the coordinate, which can lead our world to the world of false gods!" The gray stone wizard ran wildly, running towards the altar, while roaring: "All wizards go to the altar and call for the ancestors.
If the spirit appears, we must not let the other party succeed!"
More than thirty wizards quickly boarded the altar.
Everyone formed a circle, cut their palms with bone knives, and shouted together: "Great ancestor spirits, our Gray Rock Tribe, Rock Tribe, Black Water Tribe, Gale Tribe, Clear Water Tribe...
."
Blood kept dripping from his hands and gathered in a stone trough.
Under the altar, the primitive people also began to pray, and countless prayers merged together to form the same voice.
"Great ancestor spirit, your descendants call for your appearance to break the shackles on us. Come, great ancestor spirit, come!"
The sounds converge into mysterious laws and form a totem mark on the altar.
Wu Ming used the eagle eye technique to bless his eyes, and saw a vague figure looming in the totem, as if he was about to step out.
"boom!"
The roar sounded, and the shadow in the totem finally came to reality.
The first moment he came to reality, the blurry figure walked to the stone trough and drank the blood in it.
After drinking all the blood, the blurry figure became more solid, standing on the altar and looking far away, firmly fixed on the temple.
"Ancestor..."
The primitive people, including the wizards, all knelt on the ground and gave their heartfelt blessings to the figure.
The figure did not answer, but slowly raised his right hand, and a bone spear appeared in his hand, pointing towards the temple from a distance: "Kill!"
With the word "kill" coming out, the ancestor's spirit disappeared instantly.
When he appeared, he had already arrived among the stone statues, holding a bone spear and heading towards the temple to kill.
Under the impact of the ancestral spirits, the stone warriors began to wake up one after another.
However, because the crystal stone emitted the light of guidance, the original light of destruction no longer appeared. This incident gave many people hope and made more people ready to take action.
"Warriors, follow in the footsteps of our ancestors and fight with me!" A wizard shouted, leading the tribal warriors and began to attack the group of stone statues.
There were fifty or sixty tribes present, and the total number of warriors of all levels was tens of thousands.
More than thirty wizards and a few high-level warriors rushed to the forefront to open up the battlefield for the low-level warriors.
The stone warriors were so powerful and heavy that they attacked with great force, making it impossible for them to unite together.
Tribal warriors are just the opposite. Dozens of people form a battle group, swarming like ants eating elephants, trying their best to avoid direct confrontation.
"kill!"
In the melee, the ancestor spirits summoned by the primitive people had broken through the defense line of the stone statues and charged into the temple.
Wu Ming's eyes flickered slightly, and his body kept flashing in the battlefield. Together with more than thirty wizards, he quickly closed the distance to the temple and went straight to the entrance of the temple. (To be continued.)