He originally thought it was just an ordinary mission from the Martial Arts Association, but he didn't expect that he had entered Shura Purgatory.
The association told him that in a strange place in the New World in the north, several adventurers died.
Death is a part of adventure, but those who kill adventurers hang their bodies on spears and expose them to the weather for demonstration and ridicule.
The surviving adventurers escaped and asked the association to rescue their trapped companions and bring back the bodies of the three adventurers so that their souls could return to their homeland.
After discussion, Yancheng and Yaocheng decided to rescue and hand it over to the Martial Arts Association for execution.
Before this, there had never been such a brutal and blatant evil act. This was not only contempt and desecration of human life, but also a frontal provocation to Yaocheng and Yancheng.
The perpetrators were a rebel army equipped with armor and weapons. They were well-organized and large in number, and they were probably planning something big.
This mission is to rescue the three trapped adventurers, try to bring back the other three corpses, and investigate the purpose and lair of this group of people.
Tiese arrived at the tavern in the New World in the north and met another person.
The opponent wore a suit of armor and a linen robe. Tiesai recognized the ghost armor at a glance and learned through communication that the opponent was indeed a ghost.
The ghost's name is Yaopu. She is a senior doctor with the ability to heal. This time she went not only to bring back the corpse, but she also wanted to awaken the three dead souls and lead them back to Yancheng.
Through the ghost armor, Yaopu made a sizzling voice: "What are you good at?"
Tiesai said truthfully: "I am good at writing and drawing maps, but I don't have much combat experience."
"It's okay, I'm here. Don't think I'm a doctor. In fact, I often fight with sandworms and man-eating crabs. After they are injured, I will treat them."
Yaopu patted his chest with his finger armor, making a clanging sound of metal.
"Then, I'll trouble you to do more," Tiesai said.
It’s always good to rely on friends when you’re out and about, it’s always good to have someone to help you.
"There is another martial monk." Yao Pu asked, "Do you know who it is?"
Tiese said he didn't know either.
The mission was issued urgently because the trapped persons may be in danger at any time and the bodies may be completely destroyed at any time. The association also immediately issued a mission directly to the martial monks staying in Yancheng and selected three of them.
"We're talking about meeting outside the tavern, why don't we go out and have a look." Tiesai suggested.
The two walked out of the tavern.
Yaopu immediately noticed the stag beetle chewing potatoes at the door and looked very interested: "I didn't expect someone here could tame this guy."
Tiesai explained: "It is not a tame, it is a companion in the journey."
"Is this your mount? Can't you tell? You are quite capable."
Yaopu was in awe.
"It's not a mount... it's a partner." Tie Sai emphasized.
Many people regard the fighting spade armor as a high-level horse or extraordinary fighting beast. This is not true. They are a kind of warriors who advocate adventure.
This spade beetle originally followed the gourmet Nong Chan. Later, Nong Chan went to Sanillo to work as a chef, so he entrusted the spade beetle to Tiesai and continued his adventure with him.
Tiesai suddenly noticed a person standing next to the tavern.
This man was wrapped in an old cotton coat and wore a felt hat. He looked very old, carrying a bulging bundle, and his right arm was tightly wrapped in dense bandages, as if he had been injured.
Tiesai's eyesight was very good, and he felt excited and hurried over.
"Mr. Shiohisa."
He tried to lower his voice: "I can see you in the north. Are you practicing here?"
The old man smiled at him and squeezed out the deep wrinkles on his face: "You are here to take over the task of the association, right?"
"Yes."
Tiesai was stunned: "Are you... coming with us?"
Yaopu also came over, and she hissed this time: "Great monk Yanjiu! I...I have always admired you."
Yanjiu said softly: "Come with me and talk as we go."
He led the way into the ice and snow mountains.
"What the association can tell you about this mission is very limited, because many things need to be kept secret, and can only be carried out by reliable and experienced martial monks."
Yanjiu exhaled white air from his mouth and said slowly: "We are indeed going to rescue three adventurers. Before entering, I need you to paint your whole body blue and temporarily disguise yourself as one of the Corruptors. Without my permission,
I can’t restore my appearance and reveal my identity before.”
"Because we are going to enter another world."
Tiesei and Yaopu both froze when they heard this.
"That world is called the Kingdom of Wuji, and it is a world where a divine war is breaking out."
"Follow me, and you will know when I get there."
The old man climbed over mountains and ridges, crossing patches of ice fields. The front suddenly opened up and entered the hills covered with sand and gravel. In front of him were endless mountains with very few plants, but there was only a line separating them from the snow-covered land behind.
Three martial monks crossed the border to perform a mission.
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It has been a month since he arrived in the Wuji Kingdom. Tiese was initially very interested in everything here, then surprised and admired, then regretful, and now he feels sympathy and anger.
This was originally an independent kingdom, and the people of the kingdom lived a simple and peaceful life. But now it has been completely broken by the fearless foreign empire, and they have been subjected to wanton invasion and killing, and they face the threat of national subjugation at any time.
The Wuji people cannot speak, their eyes are usually gold or silver, and because of their special flesh and blood, they paint their bodies with black mud to avoid touching water. Once they touch water, they will burn and explode.
They look strange and cannot speak, but they are not stupid. The Wuji people can make ground boats and carve various small figures, palaces, horses and trees out of stones. They are natural carvers and stonemasons.
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Some Wuji people will leave something representing their name in the black mud on their bodies, such as a palm print, a branch, or various stone carvings, and that is their name.
There was a man from Wuji who had several pine cones embedded in his body. Tie Sai called him Wu Guo. Wu Guo gave Tie Sai a stone carving. The stone carving was carved with Tie Sai's face, and even every hair was carved very clearly.
, this kind of craftsmanship must be priceless in Yancheng.
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Wu Guo was very happy. He pointed at the paper, gestured, waved his arms, and picked up the shields and spears left by the imperial soldiers on the ground and waved them.
Tiesai understood.
He drew a battlefield picture for Ugo. In the picture, Ugo brandished a spear and launched a counterattack with other Uji people, chasing the imperial army.
Wu Guo liked it so much that he took the painting everywhere to show it to others.
He plucked out his gold left eye and gave it to Tie Sai as a thank you.
The iron plug was not closed.
He just felt sad.
As a painter, he has never been as heavy as he is now.
One day, the Fearless Empire seemed to suddenly lose its patience and began to attack the defense line frantically. The giant crossbow machine on the back of the Sand Lizard fired columnar ballistae one after another. The defense line was in chaos, and explosions occurred one after another.
The Imperial Regiment launched round after round of bombings and arrow rains. The spearmen and shield soldiers at the front continued to advance and entered into hand-to-hand combat with the Wuji soldiers.
Tiesai saw with his own eyes that two Wuji men had their bodies penetrated and burned. At the last moment, they desperately rushed out of the line and ran towards the enemy, hoping to explode among the enemies. But in a moment, he was shot and set on fire by the imperial gun.
The bow and arrow shot him down and exploded into pieces.
Every time an Uzi was killed, Imperial soldiers would swarm over and collect the fragments of the body, which were priceless trophies to them.
After that day, Tiese never saw Wu Guo again.
Tiese drew one picture after another to record everything he saw: the brave and cowardly Wuji people, the soldiers grabbing and laughing at the corpses, the running self-destructors, the flattering surrenderers, and more
There are many unknown soldiers who stand on the line of defense and never retreat.
These were pictures he had never seen before.
In the world under the protection of Yao God, there has never been such a tragic situation.
Tiesai once believed that a life-and-death battle with extraordinary creatures was the most cruel test, poverty was the prelude to misfortune in life, and failure to get what one wanted was the most regrettable outcome for everyone.
Now he discovered that these were nothing at all.
There is no lower limit to true cruelty, and even anger becomes meaningless and will only make people feel powerless and insignificant.
Tiesai began to paint non-stop. He wanted to record all the most realistic scenes here, tell the Yao compatriots what happened here, use paper and pen to remember those tall earth arches that kept collapsing, and leave behind
The dead and dying Uzi people...
He fell into a state of forgetfulness.
The pieces of paper are connected together, and the painting seems to have come to life.
The dead Wuji soldiers stood up from the paper, with smiles on their stiff and dark faces. The soldiers waved to him, and then rushed to the battlefield without hesitation.
Tiesai's hand holding the charcoal drew blood, and the blood blended into the painting.
He was lost in the lake and saw Wu Guo.
Ugo spoke for the first time and said happily to him: "My friend, we are victorious. Our kingdom has won this great Patriotic War! Please paint another picture for us."
Tiesai smiled and said, "Okay, okay, great, I'll draw it right now."
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When he woke up again, Tiesai felt as if he had lost his soul.
The doctor Yaopu said with a murmur: "You almost died. Can you draw people to death if you draw pictures? Fortunately, I brought a lot of herbal medicine to bring you back."
Lao Yanjiu, who was next to him, looked at Tiesai with admiration: "He has broken through himself and realized his own abilities here. Those paintings are great masterpieces."
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"Are these paintings named?"
Tiesai was silent for a while: "They are called "Dawn of the Kingdom."
He hoped that the darkness would eventually dissipate.
"What a great name."
Yanjiu said with a serious face: "The gods have sent down the oracle. Lord Blood Knight is preparing the Corruptor Legion. The real counterattack will begin soon. The war is about to end. Our mission is also officially allowed to be carried out."
"Everyone, let's go together to save our compatriots."