2240. Chapter two thousand two hundred forty seventh
For the tomb keeper, the war between the warden clan has little to do with him.
At most he is just a bystander.
And with his status and true strength, the warden family is not qualified to ask him to come out.
During the long years of being imprisoned here, he failed to dig out the tombstone and win the bet with the "Ruins". Such days were also very boring.
Accepting the old patriarch's invitation was entirely based on the mentality of being better than nothing...
Even if all the warden's family died tragically in front of him, he would not feel sad at all.
"Understood," the clan leader nodded.
Although he understood that the tombkeeper was terrifyingly powerful, he also knew that he could not place all his hopes on an outsider.
By this moment, he was exhausted both physically and mentally.
Perhaps it was time for him to escape from this battle with the invaders.
Three hours later...
On the dim road, Luo Zheng and his party came slowly.
The colors everywhere in this space were obscure. When they turned around this road under Xiaoyun's guidance, they saw a bright disk in the distance showing a blue light.
"That's the altar of equality," Xiaoyun said, looking into the distance.
As she spoke, her eyes wandered to the side of the Equality Altar. There was a light blue stone tablet on one side of the altar.
This stone tablet is what Xiaoyun calls the "prayer tablet", and it is through this prayer tablet that the warden's family's favor comes.
If they can get close, Xiaoyun and Fuchu will also be eligible to receive the favor of "Xu".
"If you destroy the altar of equality, will the equality of all living beings disappear?" Luo Zheng asked.
When Luo Zheng asked, the other exiles immediately pricked up their ears.
This is their biggest concern.
If all living beings were not equal, any one of their group of exiles, even the weakest one, could crush the warden clan at will!
Now that they are "equal" to such power, everyone feels aggrieved.
After all, every exile is a strong person in the other side realm, but how could they endure being killed by the warden clan like that before?
"Yes," Xiaoyun nodded.
Although the Altar of Equality is close at hand, the remaining members of the Warden clan will definitely protect it with all their might, and it will definitely not be easy to destroy it.
When they moved forward for half a mile again...
People in black robes came out one after another from both sides of the square, forming a barrier and blocking everyone's way.
An old man stood directly in front of the barrier.
At this moment, the old man had a crooked black crutch in his hand. On one end of the crutch, a blue light was beating continuously.
"Clan leader..."
Xiaoyun stopped.
Luo Zheng and others also stopped...
"Xiaoyun," the patriarch looked over with complicated eyes.
There are not many members of the Warden clan, and they are all familiar with each other. They are like a small tribe, managing the world carefully.
Before the break between the conservative faction and the liberal faction, Xiaoyun was quite popular among the elders.
She was the clan leader back then and took great care of Xiaoyun...
It's just that as the disputes between the two factions became more and more complicated, the situation was no longer under control and gradually developed to the point where they became mortal enemies of each other.
"I'm sorry," Xiaoyun lowered her head and said.
She had to take revenge, but she also had to feel guilty. This contradictory state of mind had been tormenting her ever since she entered this world.
In contrast, Fuchu is much luckier.
After all, he didn't have much affection for the warden family. He just regarded them as enemies and the culprits who caused him and his sister to drift apart.
"No need to apologize," the patriarch said calmly: "Old man, I have thought about it a lot. Maybe you were right at the beginning, and our persistence might really be a joke..."
During the conversation with the tombkeeper, the clan leader realized that this kind of prison was not the only one.
And the owner seems to have really given up on this place.
Although it was difficult for the patriarch to accept what the crazy guy said, when he thought about it carefully, there was nothing wrong with it.
If the master is really looking at this place and facing this group of intruders, why doesn't he just use his divine power to kill them all?
The masters have already abandoned this place, so what’s the point of the Warden family’s persistence?
The liberal decision was right...
"you……"
Xiaoyun was slightly startled.
She didn't expect the patriarch to say such words.
"But we have persisted to this point and are not going to give up. Maybe the final fate of us little jailers should be like this. Even if the master has dismissed us, we still have to dedicate our humblest lives to him.
," the clan leader looked at Xiaoyun, then looked at Fuchu behind Xiaoyun, and said with a complex smile: "If you win, you must live well, you will be the last bloodline inheritance of our warden clan...
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The clan leader also knows that their warden clan is not a great race, and is far inferior to those of the Nuwa clan, Chiyou clan...
But after all, he hopes to see their family's bloodline passed down. This may be the last trace of evidence that their family has ever existed in the world.
"All the clansmen listen to the order and are not allowed to take action against Xiaoyun and Fuchu," the clan leader then ordered to the clansmen behind him.
"Patriarch, this..." The purple-haired man in black robe stood up, he did not understand the patriarch's order.
"Listen to me," the patriarch said calmly.
The purple-haired man in black robe hesitated for a moment and chose to remain silent.
Then the patriarch raised the crutch with his streaked hands. Under the continuous jump of blue light, all the men in black robes behind him also raised their weapons.
Xiaoyun's eyes welled up with tears and she kept sobbing. She could no longer distinguish between right and wrong. She just felt sad for the fate of her race.
When Luo Zheng saw this scene, his expression was quite complicated.
To be fair, he was not willing to take action against this group of people...
But just like what the old man said, everyone persisted until the last step, so why would they choose to back down here?
The old man pointed the crutch in his hand toward the ground, and the men in black robes rushed forward without hesitation.
At this time, Luo Zheng should have been the one to give the orders.
Ming Wei saw Luo Zheng being silent and shook her head slightly. After all, she was still too young...
So she waved her hand gently and ordered: "Do it!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
The exiles also rushed forward without hesitation.
On the side of the Equality Altar, the tombkeeper slowly walked over and looked up at the scene in front of him.
Then he pulled out two inconspicuous black daggers from behind. When he held the two daggers, his whole temperament changed drastically.
The original cynical look disappeared completely, and there was a fierce look in his eyes, but he still had a slow gait.