Chapter 435: The more people you support, the more urgent your invasion becomes.
The salt of the earth is full of strange stone pillars and shadows. The dehydration caused by excessive accumulation of salt in the air constantly drives outsiders into the ruins. The strange touch of stepping on the fine salt grains also makes people feel...
I can't help but frown.
Scattered gray and white salt crystals cling to the walls and corridors, and the originally magnificent shelter seems to be covered in the dust left by hundreds of years in an instant.
The travelers and others who had finished their Salt of the Earth adventure had left quickly, and the ruins of the Salt God returned to silence.
But deep in the cave where Famas dropped the salt lamp and ruler, snow salt surged up like a rising tide, and the endless white color symbolized the special talent of the late Salt Demon God.
Among the salt flowers that kept emerging, a round grass slime emerged from the ground that was not covered by salt residue. It raised its head and looked in the direction Famas left, and jumped on the spot several times. "M...Slime King...Harpas..."
The two eyes of the grass slime turned to the surface, staring at the salt cup and salt ruler that were still producing effects, and suddenly jumped into the salt pile and swallowed the two salt god relics into the body.
"Sauce! So salty, so salty..."
Even after being swallowed into the body by the grass slime, the salt ruler continued to produce salt, and the snow-white salt flowers quickly filled the elastic body, dyeing the originally green grass slime into bright white. p>
However, as the amount of salt increases, the grass slime's body continues to expand. Realizing this, the grass slime jumps around the edge of the cave wall, looking extremely panicked.
"What to do... what to do, it's going to burst..."
The grass slime was jumping around, and the holy relics in its body were also shaking.
The jumping movement of the grass slime also happened to cause the originally inverted salt cup to right itself at a certain moment and catch the snow-white salt flowers pouring down from the salt ruler.
The two sacred relics cooperated with each other and achieved a clever balance.
At this time, the power of the devil, as weak as a firefly, surged out from the Salt God's relics and poured gently into the grass slime's body, causing the other party to stop beating and gradually settle down.
A large piece of memory from ancient times also entered Grass Slime's empty brain with the power of the devil.
That is Heulia's broken memory fragment.
When it comes to lovers, Heulia is definitely among the best. She is so supple and her appearance is as clean and flawless as a salt pond.
Heulia calls her people children. Although her territory is gradually shrinking, the children are not injured. This is a blessing among misfortunes.
Heulia always comforted herself like this, and her eyes often drifted further away involuntarily.
There was once her land, and there, and there, and even beyond.
But she is unwilling to engage in war or use weapons, which will cause her children to be injured and die, causing unfortunate whimpering and wailing.
Relying on the mediation and appeasement of many parties, peace can be obtained for one of the territories. The two kings of Gui Liji have been fighting for years. Although the territory is constantly expanding, the number of mortals who have died due to the war is also increasing.
The smell of gunpowder smoke and blood has yet to be smelled in the Salt God's kingdom.
Heulia made a deal with those demon gods with monstrous appetites. Even though she knew that ceding the land would be a poison to quench her thirst, this was the best choice she could make.
It is undoubtedly a fantasy to expect her cruel neighbors to show kindness, and Heulia can only continue to deprive herself of the bargaining chips that can be used.
Due to the expansion of the eastern high mountain country "Fendnir", her territory retreated to the present territory of Salt of the Earth; the light strategy dragon in the north loves to eat blood, and has an extremely cruel temperament, making it almost impossible to communicate; the return of the south
King Lishuang went on an expedition for years and fought fiercely with the whirlpool demon in the sea.
Heulia's strength is all concentrated in the exquisite salt-making techniques, so how can she be able to raise a weapon to deal with these demon gods who are already far stronger than her?
In the war between demons and gods, no matter how much careful planning, no matter how deep the city's scheming is, it is still a drop in the bucket. War is a huge machine that obliterates individuals, ignoring the joys and sorrows of others. Once it is started, it will not end at will.
Heulia understands that resistance is useless after all. It can only increase blood and death, just like a cricket shaking a tree and a mantis using its arm as a chariot, which is meaningless.
Cede the land, show gentleness and obedience, and avoid going to war, thus avoiding blood and tears.
"Fortunately, the children were not injured."
Heulia thought so, a slight smile appeared under her frown.
This is the best she can do.
"Lord Heulia, are we moving again?" The children in the distance were barefoot and looked at Heulia innocently, "That's great, we can live in Heulia in a short time.
It’s next to Lord Ya’s temple.”
Heulia was sitting in the car. She didn't know how to explain to these innocent children the charred blackness and bright red under this pale land.
Her people are ignorant of the impending war in Teyvat, and can only occasionally receive fragments of news from afar.
The "King of Men" rode a horse beside Heulia, his eyes lowered, and he seemed to be trying to persuade the Salt God intentionally or unintentionally.
"You are too gentle, Lady Heulia, we need weapons."
"I know." Heulia moved her hanging hair behind her ears, "Let me think about it again."
The King of Men seemed to have foreseen this answer and retorted gently: "No... you don't know."
Heulia only took it as a complaint, but it turned out to be a prophecy.
Today they are going to trade with the two kings of Guiliyuan.
The rock god Morax and the dust god Hagentus are the few Heulia can trade with normally, at least they can exchange salt for daily necessities.
When the pure white salt flowers were pulled away and the golden mola and grain cloth rolled in, Heulia seemed to feel her children burst into cheers, as if they had harvested some priceless treasure.
Same, full of peace of mind and happiness.
"But kids, this is just what you deserve."
Heulia sighed, abiding by the contract and bartering, this is a matter of course.
This salt transaction was so grand that Morax even came to the scene in person.
Heulia looked a little flustered. If the name of the God of Contract hadn't been so resounding, she would have been worried that if Morax on the other side didn't get his way, he would stab her tiny little place into the ground with a rock spear.
"Heulia, are you okay?"
At that time, Morax's eyebrows were sharp and sharp, and his cold basalt appearance was filled with unspeakable evil aura.
Heulia's expression is calm and submissive, not like a demon but more like a mortal.
"Thanks to the King of Rocks for taking care of me, even though there are choices, I'm fine."
"I wonder what you think of my barren land?"
For the safety of the children, Heulia did not dare to call Morax by his first name, even though they were both demon gods of similar stature. She bowed her head and asked respectfully.
"I dare not call it a wise idea, but your people lack weapons and blood, and they appear too weak."
"If necessary, I can provide you with a batch of weapons during the next transaction."
Morax glanced at Heulia, his expression not wavering at all.
Heulia just lowered her eyebrows and said nothing.
She knew that Morax was well-intentioned, but she would not do it. The weapons would only kill the children, and the cries caused by the war would break the hearts of the children.
In fact, this is not bad now. If the territory is small, just keep it small.
It wasn't until she encountered the army from the Far West stationed briefly that Heulia slightly changed her mind about avoiding the war.