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Chapter 159 The Source of Power

The Sandman from the supply team who was targeted by the dark-skinned boy immediately began to struggle violently after discovering that he had been kidnapped. However, the boy's strength was stronger than he imagined. His strength as an adult could not be compared to that of the boy.

Just when he was about to make some noise to attract the attention of his companions, the young man's spear point was pressed against his neck.

"Don't move! Otherwise this spear will pierce your neck!"

Listening to the indifferent whispers of the dark-skinned boy, the sand people in the supply team stopped moving and begged: "Don't kill me. I have an eighty-year-old mother above me and a child who is waiting to be fed. I am the only breadwinner in the family. I am dead."

My family is finished."

Listening to the sand people's plea, the swarthy boy hesitated and moved the spear a little further.

"Don't make any small moves, I won't kill you, I just want your supplies."

"Okay, okay." Sha Min said quickly, "I swear, I won't move."

The swarthy boy did not believe the Sand People's promise. He picked up the supplies on the side with one hand, while holding a spear with the other hand and pointing it at the Sand People, looking at him warily.

After seeing that the sand people really didn't resist, the swarthy boy breathed a sigh of relief and slowly backed away with the supplies.

The sand people still made no move.

After being three or four meters away, the dark-skinned boy took the supplies, turned around and ran out.

Looking at the dark boy's leaving back, Sha Min suddenly made a move. He took out a simple crossbow from his arms, placed a piece of fiery red crystal stone in the groove of the crossbow, and pointed it at the dark boy's back, with a fierce look on his face.

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"You want to run away after taking my things? Go to hell!"

Following the sound of a machine gun, a flaming crossbow arrow condensed on the crossbow, and with the sound of howling wind, it shot towards the back of the dark boy at an alarming speed!

Just when the sand people thought that the dark boy would die and looked expectantly at his blood splattering, the dark boy suddenly jumped to the side as if he had eyes on his back!

"Peng!"

The flaming crossbow arrows fired on the sand dunes, causing a violent explosion, and a large amount of sand and rocks rose into the sky.

If this arrow were to hit anyone, even a special person would die miserably on the spot!

The swarthy boy climbed up, looked at the sand people with a gloomy face, and rushed in quickly with a spear in hand!

The sand people were shocked when they saw that the dark-skinned young man was able to dodge his sneak attack, and they quickly wanted to shoot another arrow.

But it took time for his flame crossbow to condense. During this time, the dark boy had already arrived in front of him.

Seeing the young man's indifferent eyes, the sand people quickly threw away their crossbows and shouted: "I was wrong! I was obsessed with it. I swear I will never dare to do it again. Spare my life!"

But this time the swarthy boy did not listen to his plea for mercy, and coldly thrust the spear into the Sandman's throat, killing him neatly.

Picking up the crossbow thrown away by the sand people, the swarthy boy was about to leave, but suddenly his body movements froze.

Around him, a group of people dressed similarly to the sand people just now were looking at him coldly not far away.

These people were members of the supply team. After hearing the explosion of the flame crossbow, they immediately discovered that one person was missing from the team. They immediately followed the explosion and saw the swarthy boy killing their companions.

"He's the little brat from the Lie tribe."

"Coming to our tribe's territory is just too much bullying!"

"Kill him! Just take his head to the front line as a warning!"

The reaction of the swarthy boy was not slow. He immediately picked up the crossbow in his hand, and a flaming crossbow condensed out, aiming at the leader of the supply team, and said hoarsely: "Before I die, you must make sure that someone dies with me.

Prepare!"

The sand people in the supply team suddenly looked solemn.

Just as the two sides were confronting each other, two figures quietly appeared in the sky.

Looking at the bloody battlefield ahead, Chu Ci sighed: "It's the same here. It seems that this is the reason why your strength has increased."

Luo Jiuyou looked at the brutal fighting below with a look of unbearable expression.

After leaving Xinzha City, Chu Ci and Luo Jiuyou did not choose to go back, but continued walking towards the central area of ​​Yanhuang Prefecture.

This time, in addition to solving the matter of the Temple of Life, I also wanted to find the reason why Luo Jiuyou's power increased.

Following Luo Jiuyou's feeling, Chu Ci finally found the place where Luo Jiuyou felt.

It's this fire-spitting desert.

Not long after entering the Spitting Fire Desert, Chu Ci and Luo Jiuyou discovered a tribal war.

In order to compete for a small oasis, the two sides fought for each other, and blood flowed into rivers, turning a small lake in the oasis red.

And this is not an isolated case. Along the way, everything that happened in the Spitting Fire Desert made Chuci feel like he had returned to the war era hundreds of years ago, where there was killing and robbery everywhere.

Not only tribes are fighting with each other, but also cities are fighting with each other. I don’t know how many sand people have been displaced.

Sometimes the sand people on both sides clashed and even fought to the death, just for a glass of water.

Chu Ci and Luo Jiuyou wanted to stop it at first, but later they realized that they couldn't stop it.

Too many wars broke out. Even if they could stop one, this tribe would start fighting with other tribes again.

Along the way, Chu Ci and Luo Jiuyou saw too many miserable conditions. There was even a city that was abandoned because of this, with only some old, weak, sick and disabled people lingering there.

In this desert, Chu Ci could not find any sign of the existence of gods. In the previous desert areas, the presence of false gods and some lower gods could occasionally be sensed, but in this desert there was no trace of divine power, and the sand people did not

There is no belief in gods.

From what we know, the war in the Spitting Fire Desert broke out in the past two years. Although there had been conflicts before, there had never been a war that swept the entire desert.

This made Chu Ci very puzzled as to what caused the entire desert to fall into flames of war.

Looking at Luo Jiuyou aside, Chu Ci sighed: "Let's go and see what's going on in other deserts."

"No need, I can feel that the source of the upgrade of the power of the god basically comes from this desert." Luo Jiuyou shook his head.

The longer the battlefield lasts, the more families will be destroyed, and a large number of people will lose their homes and become displaced. These are the sources of the power of the poor god.

Chu Ci didn't know what to say. Before coming, they didn't expect this to be the case.

On the peaceful land of China, there is still such a land of war hidden.

Looking at the tragic battlefield below, Luo Jiuyou seemed to have made a decision and said softly: "Chu Ci, I want the war in this desert to disappear."

Chu Ci was stunned and confirmed: "You mean, you want to stop this war?"

Luo Jiuyou nodded.

"The scale of this war is not small, and it affects a wide range. Even if we are gods, we may not be able to stop the war."

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“Got to try.”

"This test will take a long time."

"It doesn't matter, as long as the war can be stopped, it is worth spending no matter how much time it takes."

Seeing Luo Jiuyou's resolute attitude, Chu Ci said in a deep voice: "Have you thought about it? The source of your divine power is this war. If the war disappears, your power may diminish."

"I would rather not gain strength through this method."

Although Luo Jiuyou's voice was soft, it contained unshakable determination.

Chu Ci laughed dumbly and looked at the battlefield below, suddenly filled with pride: "Forget it, then I will accompany you to stop this war!"

“Let’s start from the bottom scene!”

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