"Lan, can you talk about it? This columbarium cemetery here doesn't seem to be naturally formed, is this ......?" The atmosphere at the scene was a little cold, He Zilong looked at the indigenous girl Lan and asked.

"Although this is our clan land, it was not many years ago, and every tree of heaven is a sacred place, and it is also the key point for the tribe to determine the path of the Chosen One, in this world, every five years there is a red rain season, that is, the walls of the sky rain red. Only by hiding within the confines of the Tree of Babel can you survive the disaster, otherwise, you may be destroyed......" Lan's face was a little unpleasant.

"Are you saying that now this clan land was also robbed by you three years ago, or many years ago, and then persevered until now......" He Zilong's face was even worse.

"No, no, you're mistaken, even though we now have a tree of heaven as our clan's land, we didn't steal it. That was many, many years ago, when the previous owning tribe was fighting with another tribe and ended up together, and this place was basically lost. We just moved over, and then the remnants of the previous tribe also merged together in our tribe and lived together......" Lan Lian waved his hand.

"You said many years ago, you shouldn't have been born at that time, how do you know......" He Zilong doesn't like to let people be gunslingers, even if it's a win-win situation, it's a little uncomfortable.

"That's what my father and grandfather said, and the people of the previous tribe who lived with us agreed with it......" Lan replied with a serious expression.

He Zilong nodded and did not refute anything. He could feel that maybe if there was really any secret, he was afraid that this girl might not be a completely informed person. Of course, it's good to be pure, just ask less and answer something. It seems that I believe in myself, so I might as well continue to talk about it.

Thinking like this, He Zilong began to walk from time to time, slowing down and beginning to set the other party's words.

came and went, and a lot of content came out.

According to Lan, there are eighteen layers in their world, they are on the first layer, and there are seventeen layers below, and the main point of the first layer is the Tree of Heaven. Only after the end of the red rainy season can the surviving tribes receive God's gifts.

At the same time, you will also get the qualification to enter the next layer, and you will also get the reward of each floor where the temple forces are stationed. It can be said that in this first layer, whether a tribe can survive for a long time depends on whether they can survive the black rainy season.

There are eighteen trees that reach the sky, oriented near different mountain ranges. And those animals, there are also eighteen Babel Mountain Ranges.

Eighteen, this number made He Zilong's heart suddenly.

If you don't know, you may still think that this is not the eighteenth layer of hell?

Fortunately, He Zilong knew that the real underworld was not like this, it was just a coincidence.

"Lan, if there are eighteen such big trees, then when we were on the mountain just now, we should be able to see it, and we can only vaguely see where the other trees are, why so far, it seems that we only see this one tree of the sky......" He Zilong still didn't understand it, after all, such a tree seemed to connect the heavens and the earth, it was too big, even if it was a matter of perspective, but when it came to a wide area, it should be able to vaguely see other trees.

"Oh, I forgot to mention just now, my grandfather said that there are eighteen such small worlds in the level we are in now, and there is a tree to heaven in each world. Now we are only one of them, so there is only one tree of Babel here. The other dozen or so, in another world, but we can't get along at all, and of course, people from other places can't get by. We have more than a dozen tribes here, and all these years have been fighting for the dominance of this one tree of Babel......" Lan explained.

"I see, more than a dozen tribes grabbed a tree of heaven, some formed alliances, some counter-alliances, but it was also said in the past. But even once every five years, during the red rain season, there will always be most of the tribes who do not enter the Babel Tree to survive. How can they survive......" He Zilong was still a little puzzled.

"I don't remember much when I was a kid, but I still remember the recent red rain season. If you don't enter the Tree of Babel before the rainy season arrives, for the greatest safety, the second choice is to squeeze the animals' pillars of Babel, although it is very dangerous, but the animals are also afraid of the rainy season, and sometimes they will reluctantly huddle there and wait for the end, plus the rainy season is coming, not all places are full of disasters, there will always be some dead ends, and the lucky ones can also be avoided......" Lan continued to explain.

He Zilong nodded again, and the little friends who followed behind all fell into deep thought after listening to the words of the boss.

"So, Lan, how long is the next red rainy season......" He Zilong asked.

"Probably next month, maybe a little earlier, maybe a little back...... Therefore, the battle between the tribes and the battle for the Tree of Babel is getting more and more intense! Now is the gap in the battle, and we pay attention, the next location may be a battlefield. I hope there is no enemy anywhere!" Lan suddenly sounded the alarm.

But He Zilong and the others listened and just wanted to say, MMB, next month?

It's not that there is not much time, why is our luck so bad, a big disaster once every five years. It's just that at this time, if it is a little later, it will be relatively peaceful for about five years.

But just come in, and you can only hold together.

The snatching battle of the Heavenly Tree, to be honest, is now closely related to He Zilong and others. After all, as outsiders, they only have a better understanding of the red rainy season and lack of experience in dealing with it, and whether they can survive depends on whether they can help their tribe defend this tree of heaven.

"Roar..." "Roar..." "Roar..."

Suddenly, there was a beast roar in front of him, and then there was a shout of someone, and Lan hurriedly told everyone to be careful. said that he heard the voice of his own people, but there were also voices of enemies, and it should be the battle around the clearing field, and his own people are in the tree of Tongtian, and they also need supplies to live in it.

It is also normal that there will be teams out to hunt in the surrounding area. Even if it was to avoid the rainy season, a lot of supplies and food were stored, but because of the many wars and alliances with other tribes a few days ago, when there were more and more people in the tree, there was naturally more food to be stored.

Everyone hurriedly sneaked over and opened a bush to look over there.

The first thing He Zilong saw was a primitive strong man, with a group of about a dozen people. In the midst of a confrontation with another group of people, the two sides were deadlocked, unable to retreat, and the fight did not begin immediately.

"Am I dazzled, the two teams in front of the two teams are like two people who take the lead, one rides like a panda, and the other rides a pig ......with an elephant's trunk?" He Zilong felt that the three views were a little broken.

Of course, the friends behind him were also stunned.

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