Lin Ming quickly shuttled through the starry sky. He had already obtained very detailed information about the branches of the Saint Clan's army from the Thunder Cloud Heavenly Lord he had killed.
These information were not even recorded in detail on the jade slips. A lot of the information was in Leiyun Tianzun's mind. Lin Ming easily obtained all this information thanks to the Rubik's Cube.
It can be said that Lin Ming now has a very good understanding of this war between the saint race and the human race in the wild universe.
This time, he was going to a star field called the Vulcan Galaxy, where he had another holy clan force that he wanted to destroy.
He wanted to stir up a bloody storm in the rear troops of the Saint Clan and turn the world upside down in one breath, so that the Five Saint Generals of the Saint Clan would have to pay attention to him.
Lin Ming knew that the Holy Emperor of Creation was currently unable to escape because he presided over the desolate world and devoured the laws of heaven.
And God King Piaoyu and God King Tiangang were fighting together with Tianzun Shenmeng, and they were also unable to escape.
In fact, Lin Ming suspected that the Shenmeng Tianzun may not be the opponent of these two Tianzuns after they join forces. After all, at the level of a true god, they are at least Emperor Shakya-level geniuses. No one is weak. Shenmeng, Dharma and God are dual cultivators, and they may be a little stronger.
, but it will never be like one versus two.
Lin Ming guessed that God King Piaoyu and God King Tiangang may not work hard for the Holy Emperor of Creation. Even if they intervene in the war between the Holy Race and the Human Race for some reason, they will not abandon their divine dream at this time and surrender.
Identity takes action against an unknown enemy like myself.
True gods are arrogant, and an enemy that appears suddenly will not attract their attention.
So aside from these three true gods, the only person most likely to take action against him is the extremely confident Holy Son of Creation.
Lin Ming knew the Holy Son of Creation. Lin Ming had been rivals with the Holy Son of Creation for many years. He knew the weaknesses of the Holy Son of Creation very well.
He used the confidence of the Holy Son of Creation to attract the Holy Son of Creation to come over. In this way, he could carry out his plan and complete a leap in strength in a short period of time!
"Vulcan galaxy...hey!"
Lin Ming looked at the huge gray spiral galaxy in the distance, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. The next moment, he tore through the void, and his figure disappeared out of thin air.
Lin Ming quickly shuttled and moved in the starry sky. He memorized the distribution location of the Saint clan's forces in detail in his mind, heading straight towards Huanglong!
A few days later, Lin Ming finally arrived at his destination. Looking from a distance, he saw a group of stars gathered together. He knew that this group of stars was the residence of the human race occupied by the saints. There were ten people living there.
More than a trillion human beings.
In the words of the saints, it was just a large natural prison, a "slave concentration camp" for the human race.
After entering the wild universe, Lin Ming had repeatedly heard about human captives and slaves, but he had never seen the conditions in which they lived.
The forces of the Saints are stationed near these stars, and there are twelve Holy Palaces of the Saints suspended in the sky above each star. These Holy Palaces form a force field between each other, completely surrounding the stars below.
And such a force field cannot be broken by human prisoners of war on the stars.
To be precise, they were not prisoners of war at all. They were just civilians.
This galaxy is called the Vulcan Galaxy. The original human heavenly palace in the galaxy has been destroyed by the saints in the battle. Most of the remaining ones are non-combatants who have not reached the realm of divine transformation.
…
In fact, the Vulcan Galaxy has been occupied by the Saints for more than a hundred years.
For more than a hundred years, for martial arts masters, it is just a time of meditation and retreat, but for ordinary people, it is a lifetime...
The remaining human beings in the Vulcan Galaxy were originally not very talented. Under the rule of the Saints, they were unable to practice martial arts, which caused their strength to decline extremely quickly.
More than fifty years ago, a group of saint pioneers came to the Vulcan Galaxy.
These people all come from the Saint Clan's native universe. To put it bluntly, they are a group of people who don't do well in the Saint Clan. Many of them are even ruffians and bandits. Because it is difficult to survive in the Saint Clan, they come here voluntarily.
The "pioneering" of the human race's wild universe.
If they were people from the Saint Clan who were prosperous, who would want to come to this remote country that they considered to be a completely barren land?
The so-called pioneering of the Holy Race is actually robbery. They burned, killed, and looted in the Vulcan Galaxy, taking the resources that had been developed here, such as medicinal fields, mineral veins, and spiritually rich training grounds, as their own.
The army of the saints acquiesced to all this. Their purpose of attacking the wild universe was obvious. The first was to expand the territory of the saints and develop resources. It was best to seize the divine decrees possessed by the human race that could open up the Wall of Lament.
For the Holy Emperor of the Holy Clan to fulfill his ambition of cultivating Huang to the peak.
The second is to cut off the inheritance of the human race, eradicate the roots, and completely eliminate the consequences of the human race’s counterattack!
…
Song Yan is an ordinary person in the Vulcan Galaxy. He is two hundred years old and has just managed to break through the innateness. He is a standard human commoner.
When he was born, the wild cosmic war between the human race and the saint race had already begun.
When he came of age, the Vulcan Galaxy fell. From then on, he, along with the ten trillion fellow human beings in the Vulcan Galaxy, became slaves to the subjugation of the country.
When Song Yan was a child, he also read in history books that his fellow human race 6,500 years ago were in a miserable situation due to the fall of the divine realm.
And more than six thousand years were so far away for Song Yan that he never thought that the life of a subjugated slave would be his turn so soon.
This is a nightmare!
Song Yan originally had his own dream and wanted to become a warrior of the human race. He did not need to be the most dazzling genius who was admired by others. He only needed to become the most ordinary and unknown warrior in the Vulcan Heavenly Palace.
The standard for becoming an ordinary warrior in the Fire God Heavenly Palace is to enter the divine transformation period before Chitose.
However, this was still too difficult for Song Yan.
He himself has no talent and no opportunity. In the end, his dream can only be a dream.
He had to accept the reality. When he was at his peak, he married a wife who was neither beautiful nor talented, but whom he loved deeply, and gave birth to three lovely children, a boy, two girls.
However, these three children will face a nightmare when they are born, and there is no hope of waking up. There are also a group of greedy devils who eat people without spitting out their bones.
Murder, robbery, rape, plundering girls' furnaces, abducting slaves, snatching young children for blood sacrifices...
Song Yan didn't know when these days would end. Maybe the war between the human race and the saint race would last for thousands of years, but could he live for thousands of years?
Can his children, his grandchildren, and his great-grandchildren live for thousands of years?
And this presupposes... that he can have grandchildren.
He was like an ant, standing blankly on the ice sheet in the face of the ice age that lasted for an unknown number of years, waiting for death to come.
"Wow--"
A clear cry came. His little daughter was crying.
Song Yan's heart twitched and he looked up, only to see his twelve-year-old son holding his three-year-old daughter.
He knew that his daughter was hungry.
Song Yan was just in the innate stage, and in this wild universe with chaotic vitality, although it was difficult for him to completely live without grains, he could still eat very little food for a month, and only relied on drinking water and absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth to replenish himself.
But his son, daughter, and wife cannot.
They want to eat.
In the past, in the world of warriors, because they were powerful and had the power to conquer nature, it was simply unimaginable to starve due to food shortages.
Only a purely mortal society would be like this.
But now, this scene is happening in the Vulcan Galaxy. Among the ten trillion civilians, at least nine trillion people are unable to reach the state of ineditation, and they need to consume a lot of food.
After the war, a large number of civilians in the wild, without the protection of soldiers and unable to face the ferocious beasts in the wild, had to flock to the city, resulting in the desolation of fertile fields...
The only remaining food resources are in the hands of the bandits of the Holy Clan. Fifty ziyang stones can't buy a bag of millet. Prices are a million times higher than in the God's Domain. If you want to survive, you can only go to the mines.
In the wilderness where ferocious beasts roam freely, mining is like risking your life. There are almost no people who can survive after three years of mining.
Due to long-term hunger, Song Yan's little daughter, who had some baby fat, has lost a lot of weight.
Song Yan's wife Zhou Hui was breastfeeding her younger daughter at this time. When she heard the child's cry, her heart was as sharp as a knife.
Her milk has long been gone, and sucking the shriveled milk is actually just giving the child a psychological comfort.
Song Yan gritted his teeth, took out a piece of dark food from his sleeve, thought for a while, broke off a piece, put it into his wife's hand, and asked her to feed his second daughter.
Song Yan gave the remaining piece to his son.
Looking at the food handed over by his father, the little boy still hugged his sister without saying a word. Although he was twelve years old, he had a pretty face, but there was always a stubbornness in his eyes.
"Why don't you take it?" Song Yan asked.
"Dad, I'm not hungry."
The little boy said stubbornly, with a strength in his eyes that a twelve-year-old boy did not have.
Song Yan burst into tears all of a sudden.
He stuffed the dark food directly into his son's arms, stood up and said, "I'm going to find something to eat."
After saying that, he walked out of the city.
"Ayan, where are you going?"
Seeing that her husband seemed to be walking out of the city, Zhou Hui suddenly panicked, "You want to go hunting? Do you want your life?"
Outside the city, in the remote wild forest, there is abundant prey, but it is a hundred times more dangerous than the mine!
When Song Yan, a warrior in the innate stage, entered the wild forest, a mutated mouse might eat him!
Zhou Hui almost burst into tears. Her husband is now the mainstay of their family. If her husband dies, the fate of her and her children will be unimaginable!
However, Song Yan seemed to have given up on leaving, "I'll be fine. I'm lucky. I don't have to worry about food for this month."
After a pause, he added: "If I don't go, the children won't survive ten days..."
Song Yan said the second sentence using Zhenyuan Sound Transmission, and Zhou Hui's hand suddenly froze.
She knew that over the years, the population of the Vulcan Galaxy had dropped by two-thirds due to various reasons...
Death is really a very close thing...
Zhou Hui didn't know what to say, but at this time, Song Yan had already thrown away her hand and was about to take steps towards the outside of the city. Suddenly, his expression changed.
On a dark night with a blood moon high in the sky, he seemed to hear a strange whining sound, coming closer and closer.
Then, the ground beneath his feet trembled slightly.
This kind of trembling was very weak, but Song Yan couldn't feel it wrong. He looked at the puddles on the ground. On a clearly windless night, the puddles made tiny ripples.
The whining sound became stronger and stronger. Song Yan's face suddenly turned pale.
Could it be...
As if to confirm something, Song Yan suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, where a bright moon was suspended, as if stained with blood...
"Blood Moon Yaokong...it's over..."
Song Yan said tremblingly, unable to stand still.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Song Yan's expression, Zhou Hui panicked.
"Tide of beasts..."
Song Yan smiled miserably, those were tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of ferocious beasts. In the scene of collective attack on the city, in the wild universe, ferocious beasts were never in short supply.
In the past, there were human masters around, and the beast tide hadn't happened for an unknown amount of time.
But now, without the deterrence of the human masters, the Vulcan Galaxy finally broke out a beast tide on the night of the blood moon where ferocious beasts are most likely to gather!
The city they were in was probably not the first city to be invaded by a tide of beasts. Of course, it would definitely not be the last.
"Is God going to destroy us..."
Song Yan hugged his children tightly, knowing that they might be buried here that night!
Although there are escorts in the city where they are located, these escorts are only composed of warriors below the divine transformation stage. These warriors in the divine transformation stage were over a thousand years old when they achieved the divine transformation and were unable to enter the heavenly palace. Their little fighting power
, how can you withstand the flood-like tide of beasts?
At this moment, in the center of the city, several spiritual ships rose into the sky and flew towards the heavenly palace of the saints in the universe at extremely fast speeds.
Song Yan recognized them. These were the spiritual ships of the pioneers of the Holy Tribe.
Their original profession was that of robbers and bandits. They were only responsible for plundering and collecting money. When danger came, they naturally had no obligation to protect the human race.
"What a bunch of bastards!"
Song Yan's eyes were blood red. He had never hated a race so much.
At this time, in the city, the dull horn sounded!
The human city guards began to gather.
In the eyes of the regular army, they are just a bunch of rabble. Most of them are in the Divine Transformation Stage, Divine Sea Stage, or even Life Death Stage, and they are relatively weak among the warriors of the same level.
They were holding inferior weapons of different lengths and stood on the city wall, facing the dark beast army in the distance!
Song Yan in the city could only see their backs at this time. In the dark night, many of them were already stooped and had gray hair.
These warriors are a group of people who were originally selected as Tiangong warriors but were eliminated, but they still silently protect the people of the human race.
At that moment, Song Yan's eyes turned red again. In his eyes, those people were like a steel city wall standing without hesitation...
They are warriors!
The saints are coming, but they are not qualified to fight because in front of the stone, they are not even eggs, at best they can only be dust.
But now, facing the tide of beasts that will destroy everything, the time for them to fight has arrived...
This... is probably the last battle in their lives.
At this moment, facing the impending death, these soldiers were surprisingly calm, as if at this moment, they were not facing the tide of beasts that was about to destroy their lives, but just a peaceful evening reunited with their families, watching the sinking sunset...
"Today, we fight!"
On the top of the city, the old city guard commander, holding a long sword, made his battle declaration. There was only one sentence in the declaration, but it was enough.
Yes, as a warrior, even the eliminated warriors have their own mission and glory, which is to fight!
At this moment when the race is about to be destroyed, the fate of the warriors should not be to die in despair under the oppression of the enemy, but to die vigorously on the battlefield!
Behind them, the civilians of the Vulcan Galaxy had begun to walk towards the city wall. Some of them were holding their children, and some were kneeling down to kiss the ground.
This wilderness is where they sweat and plant hope. They may die here, so let them water this land with their blood.
"Ho ho ho!"
The overwhelming monsters have rushed under the city wall. The twenty-foot-high city wall is as simple as jumping over the threshold for the powerful monsters. In addition, there are a large number of flying monsters in the sky.
Beasts, their speed is far several times faster than the flying speed of strong humans.
A killing was about to begin, and Song Yan's heart was filled with passion. He picked up his crude weapon and was about to fly to the top of the city.
At this moment, her wife suddenly pulled Song Yan.
"Huier, what are you doing?"
He thought his wife was going to stop him, but she saw her stretching out a hand and pointing to the sky.
"Ayan...you, what do you think that is?"
In the distant black night sky, there hung the blood moon, and in the blood moon, there was a huge black shadow with its wings spread out like a demon in the night.
That's a black dragon!
"Dragon...Dragon!?"
Song Yan was completely stunned.
roar--
The black dragon raised its huge head, pierced the air with its horn, and roared to the sky!
The roar full of majesty echoed all over the place, carrying terrible pressure, soaring into the sky, shattering the stars!
The civilians in the city were stunned for a moment. Many people looked up to the sky. The pressure from the king of beasts could be clearly felt by everyone. The originally crazy beast tide outside the city was because of this black dragon.
The wanton roar stopped almost instantly.
Countless beasts rolled to the ground under the influence of inertia, and some even hit the city wall.
Then, regardless of their injured bodies in the chaos, they knelt down one by one, trembling under the pressure.
The black dragon roars at the moon, and all beasts are terrified!
The guards on the city wall were at a loss. What on earth is this black dragon?
At this moment, they were surprised to find that the beast tide began to retreat.
These ferocious beasts, which originally had blood-red eyes, now had deep awe in their eyes. They crawled on their knees, step by step, carefully retreated into the dense forest, and disappeared into the darkness...
Everything was quiet, except for the messy wilderness around them, which was like a raging wind, reminding people of what had just happened...
(A four-thousand-word chapter. Yesterday’s owed update has been made up. There were two late updates this month, but they were all made up. If I can’t keep up with my energy, maybe I’ll take a day off on the 20th. I’ve been busy this month. Tighten one string until now.)
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