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"Hey...yo!"
An extremely weak voice came from the wizard's mouth, suddenly seeming to wake Zhang Jinguang up from his sleep. He immediately reacted from the thoughts of pain, despair and self-blame, and once again approached the wizard's face and looked through the paint on his face.
, and found that the corner of his mouth indeed twitched.
Zhang Jinguang held the wizard's hand with great excitement and whispered: "Wizard... Master!"
I don't know if the wizard really heard Zhang Jinguang's call, or if he has turned back from the god of death? In short, his eyelids trembled a few times, as if he really wanted to open them, and finally opened his scarlet eyes with great effort.
Eye.
However, he couldn't adapt to the light outside for a while, so he closed his eyes in pain, and weakly cried out again: "Hey...yo!"
"Wizard, there is me! It's me, me! Zhang Jinguang! The great... god! Alas, the useless god..." Zhang Jinguang spoke incoherently, feeling very painful and mixed with the slightest surprise.
In any case, the weak Goblin in front of him is obviously out of danger, and he has really regained his life from the hands of the God of Death. This is another miracle.
Unexpectedly, a weak goblin who was on the verge of death was shocked by the strange sound of smoke, but was saved by the strange sound of smoke. Could this be "fighting fire with fire"?
Fighting fire with fire? How is that possible?
Indeed, it was the strange sound of smoke that saved him in the end. However, the difference was that the small crystal on Zhang Jinguang's forehead played a key role.
If there were not the small crystal on Zhang Jinguang's forehead, when the Goblin wizard heard this strange sound of smoke again, it would definitely make the wizard worse and hasten his death. Fortunately, there was the small crystal on Zhang Jinguang's forehead, otherwise, Zhang Jinguang would have died at that time.
Jin Guang himself would be shocked to death by the strange sound together with the goblins. Just when the goblin wizard was still breathing, the small crystal on Zhang Jinguang's forehead absorbed the strange sound of smoke, killing Zhang Jinguang at the same time.
Let the wizard take a breath.
And now, Zhang Jinguang happened to activate the strange sound of smoke that had been stored in his body. The strange sound was filtered by small crystals, and then merged with Zhang Jinguang's thoughts of saving people, and was transmitted to the central auditory nerve of the wizard, directly reaching him.
In his body, it not only prevented the wizard's blood from flowing around and leaking out, but also connected his heart veins and channeled the essence and life breath that Zhang Jinguang had just input, so he naturally came back to life.
When the Goblin Wizard opened his eyes again and adapted to the surrounding environment, the first thing he saw was Zhang Jinguang, and he was overjoyed. When he saw Zhang Jinguang, he knew that he was saved and that he had survived, because Zhang Jinguang
He is truly a patron saint in his heart.
Indeed, the wizard came back to life. Fortunately, Zhang Jinguang input a lot of essence and life breath, so that he could heal his wounds. However, Zhang Jinguang became weak because of the excessive output of essence. Especially when he was very hungry, he
Seeing that the wizard was fine, he walked to the grain storage area of the Wange tribe very familiarly, took out jungle delicacies from the cellar, and quickly filled his stomach.
After that, he brought food, passed over the dead bodies of many goblins, and walked on the blood stains condensed with the snow to reach the wizard again.
During Zhang Jinguang's absence, the wizard also recovered. With the energy and life breath input by Zhang Jinguang, he could still move. Moreover, he also felt obviously hungry. Zhang Jinguang quickly fed the delicious food to
He ate, and the food provided energy to keep him alive.
Slowly, when the wizard can speak and barely stand up, this extremely miserable winter is about to come to an end.
At this time, the wizard had the energy to look at the entire tribe and discovered that countless compatriots had died on the ground. His sadness was self-evident. Goblins were famous for living in groups in this jungle land. They worked together to deal with enemies and maintain tribal power.
Therefore, under the common interests, they established a close friendship and affection.
Especially the wizard, who lost this group of goblins, lost his own value and the soil to live with dignity. Although he can't compare with Zhang Jinguang's prestige among the goblins, in this Wangge tribe, except for Brother
Apart from the King of Goblins, he is the one who is most respected by this group of Goblins. In fact, there are many times when the Goblin King has to listen to his opinions and act based on his expression.
Because the wizard is the soul and wisdom of the entire tribe.
And the role and status of the wizard can be seen from a series of events when Zhang Jinguang first came to the Wange tribe. Even the status of Zhang Jinguang, the great god, was the first to be admired by the wizard in the Wange tribe.
Therefore, how could the wizard be willing to destroy his entire tribe?
He cried sincerely. If it weren't for the injuries left in his body, he would have cried bitterly for days and nights, unable to express his grief and pain.
"Alas! There are so many, how can I bury my tribe and relatives?" At this evening, the wizard sobbed sadly, wondering.
Zhang Jinguang didn't say a word. In fact, he had cried all the tears in his eye sockets. Although he and the goblins were from different ethnic groups, the friendship and relationship he had established with the goblins since he was reborn in the alien continent were better than his ethnic group and relatives.
At this time, after being reminded by the wizard, he suddenly remembered and walked over silently, dragging the dead goblins over.
At this time, the night had spread over, and large flakes of snow began to float in the sky. The night and air-conditioning suddenly surrounded the entire tribe, even swallowing up the figures of Zhang Jinguang and the wizard.
However, Zhang Jinguang ignored the biting cold and used his special zombie vision to drag the dead goblins of the entire tribe over and pile them up next to the wizard, forming a hill.
Zhang Jinguang was shivering from the cold, and even his bloodless hands were turning purple from the cold. But Zhang Jinguang had no intention of stopping, and began to shovel the thick snow on the ground with a wooden shovel, and hit Gob
Lin threw the dead bodies on the pile.
He endured the cold, the grief, the injuries that had not fully healed, and the weakness after letting out a lot of energy and life. He kept swinging the wooden shovel, shoveling away the white snow.
On the dead body of the goblin.
He wants to use holy white snow to bury these innocent lives, lives like family members!
Fortunately, Zhang Jinguang had just filled his belly and had such energy. The wizard on the side looked at it blankly for so long before suddenly thinking about something, dragging his still very weak body back to the tribal storage.
He took out many pieces of oilwood trees from the material room, inserted them around the pile of dead goblin corpses buried in the snow, and finally lit them one by one with difficulty.
Suddenly, the pile of dead goblin corpses was illuminated.
And this pile of dead bodies that Zhang Jinguang had covered with white snow gave off a faint orange-red light. Through the white snow mixed with blood, it looked desolate and painful.
At this time, heavy snow was still flying, and Zhang Jinguang had no intention of stopping yet, and stubbornly shoveled the snow onto the pile of dead Goblins that was already covered with snow. The wizard on the side also
Very busy, he slowly placed as many blocks of oleifera trees as possible next to the pile of dead bodies covered in snow, and lit as many blocks of oleifera trees as possible.
Such a scene, emotional and miserable, can be said to be unique in the jungles of otherworldly continents. A tomb piled with snow in the snowy wilderness is getting bigger and bigger...
After that, they didn’t know when they stopped or when they went back to the house to rest. In short, they returned to the thatched house to rest when they were in a daze of grief and very tired.
The jungle is covered with heavy snow, adding a thick layer of snow to the entire jungle. So yesterday's snow has not melted yet, and tonight there is another heavy snowfall. If this cycle continues, there will be more and more snow in the jungle.
Covered in the jungle of the entire alien continent, it could not cover the sadness of Zhang Jinguang and the wizard.
However, this winter, because of the thick snow, Zhang Jinguang and the wizard were not worried that the dead bodies of the goblins would be exposed to the world.
When the wizard's physical condition recovered to the point where he could look at the disaster rationally, he told his savior an unknown story in detail. And this story was related to the brutal genocide of the Wange tribe.
Legend has it that this alien continent was originally called the Gumeng Continent, and this jungle was the most prosperous area of the Gumeng Continent. At that time, elves and humans lived here. The elves are a perfect race. They possess a lot of knowledge and all kinds of strange magic.
and many advanced technologies.
Humans are a hard-working and learning race.
For a long time in the beginning, humans and elves coexisted peacefully and had a very harmonious relationship. Against this background, the elves passed on all their knowledge and magic to humans, teaching them advanced technologies, thereby promoting
the development of human society.
Therefore, the elves have made unparalleled and significant contributions to the civilization of the Mongolian continent.
However, as time goes by, humans gradually find that there is a huge difference between their own lifespan and that of the elves. The elves have an immortal appearance that makes humans envious, and a healthy body that is immune to all diseases. However, humans always
We have to constantly experience life and death, and the torture of illness.
In this way, the greedy nature of human beings is gradually exposed. In this long evolutionary process, no matter how strong the relationship between humans and elves is, they will become vulnerable. Finally one day, a war breaks out, and the conflict between humans and elves breaks out.
The largest war.
Once the war between humans and elves broke out, it was out of control.
With the ability of humans, it is difficult to defeat those elves who know all kinds of strange magic. The failure will definitely be humans. However, humans are cunning, brave and good at fighting, and it will be difficult for the elves to win this war for a while, so that the war will never end.
The trend of stopping.
Therefore, this prosperous place suddenly became a river of blood, devastated all life, and turned into a place of death.