Chapter 64: Do You Crave Strength (Part II)
"We are proud four-hoofers!
We are the real masters of the big green sea!"
Looking at the countless four-hoofed people surrounding the king's tent, Chakar, who was so indifferent that he was numb, his voice was thick enough for all the people to hear clearly:
"We... After enduring hundreds of years, even thousands of years of humiliation, he was driven from the homeland of his ancestors to this barren Gobi, where he survived under the torture of death, hunger, severe cold and heat;
For thousands of years, this humiliation has been forgotten by many brave and noble four-hoofed people, our ancestors also used to graze cattle and sheep on the grasslands of the great green sea, raise horses, and feed our children and grandchildren with cheese and fresh meat;
Who made us forget?
Who robbed our pastures, our cattle and sheep, and horses, and the memories of our ancestors, and then claimed that the horses, cows, sheep, and pastures were theirs?
It's a two-legged man... They came with weapons forged in bronze and steel, dressed in iron rings and animal skins, and they mounted our horses and feasted on our cheese and meat......
Then pointed tomahawks and spears, scimitars and swords at us ... With the flesh and blood of the four-hoofed people, more fertile pastures were nurtured, and rivers were nourished.
Do we know?
We've long forgotten!
If we still remember, the Thousand Tent City would not have risen on the great green sea, and if we still remembered, we would not have let the great green sea of thousands of years ago be occupied by two-legged people;
Generations of warriors of the four-hoofed people are content to plunder the wealth of the two-legged people, and are complacent with the things they have robbed, thinking that these things are trophies and their glory?
Is that glorious?
It's a shame that we've given so many good things to two-legged people, and we don't think so?!
Why, because we have long forgotten about ......"
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"Ahhββ!!!!h
In the dimly lit tent, Chakar fell to the ground and screamed heartbreakingly, his burly body trembling violently and unnaturally, and every vein in his body seemed to come to life, exposed to his skin.
Phanesis, who was watching coldly, glanced at him, and then glanced at the smashed potion bottle, his pale face showing a hint of satisfaction.
"All power has a price. With the words of Fanesis, Chakar's muscles and muscles that fell to the ground began to convulsions violently, and they convulsed:
"You should be glad... For your filthy centaur blood will keep you from mutating again, and the human part will allow your consciousness to withstand the impact instead of being torn apart at once;"
"Ahhhhh......h
A low roar emanated from Chacar's throat like a blister from a boiling boiler, and the blood in his body seemed to have completely evaporated into mist, a powerful force twisting his muscles and bones.
The throat was choked, the muscles were torn, the blood evaporated, and the torso and bones were smashed inch by inch, turning into pieces;
But that's not even the ultimate pain.
In a trance, he could feel a powerful force tearing at his consciousness, as if it was about to throw him into a whirlpool;
Chakar clearly realized that once he was completely torn apart, he would never be able to climb out again... The best outcome is probably to become a puppet exactly like the other banner owners and the Great Khan.
It was an extraordinary power, a power he had been exposed to, but only now realized what it was terrifying;
Is that... The power of the Void.
You can't see, you can't touch, you can't smell... But inexplicably feel panicked, frightened, and nauseated.
Your own body instinctively repulses and repels this power.
"Chakar, you're not the only one to get this Holy Blood Elixir. β
Fanesis's indifferent voice came again: "Your Great Khan, those centaur leaders... Each of them was given such a chance. β
"I told them that it was an opportunity to live forever, and they believed it, because I wasn't lying; I didn't tell them what the cost and the consequences of failure were. β
Then, they all failed, and their consciousness was completely eroded and shattered by the power of the void, and they became the walking dead in their purest form. β
"What happens if you fail?"
"Will you be like your filthy and lowly kind, a mindless walking corpse, or will you be no different from a human being, a complete monster?"
Pacing slowly, the corners of Fanesis's mouth suddenly showed a hint of playfulness: "Let's play a game called 'gambling', and guess what your final fate is?"
Chakar was still twitching violently, his eyes had begun to roll, and the corners of his mouth were full of vomit and blood.
"If this is the last moment of your fate, what a miserable fate you will end to... Crawlers?"
"What do you say, you walking dead?"
There was a dead silence in the tent, and the centaur Great Khan and the banner lords stood expressionless, motionless.
"I... Won't fail ......"
The dying Chakar's voice was dying, his eyes trembled, and his jaw twitched: "I, I won't fall here." β
"I, Chakar, is... The Great Khan of the Great Green Sea!"
Fanecis frowned slightly, looking down at the distorted face: "You're a reptile. β
"I am ......"
"You're nothing. β
"I ......"
"You're nothing. Fanecis stared:
"You... Nothing. β
"I'm Chakarββ!!!!"
A roar of rage exploded from Chakar's throat.
Gasping violently, he gradually came to his senses.
The vision before me gradually became clear... No, the whole world has become different in his eyes, and Chakar can clearly feel that every finger, every bone and even blood vessels of his own touch has been magnified countless times.
"You... What is it?"
The cold words sounded in his ears with contempt.
Chakar was startled, raised his head tremblingly, and before he could see those eyes, he lowered himself again in panic, trembling in shock.
There was a voice in the depths of his soul that warned him the strongest possible way, and if he raised his head, he would die.
Staggering to his knees, the terrified Chakar prostrated himself in front of Fanecis in the most humble and respectful way, his throat twitching.
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"Today is a great day,
Today, it is all the noble and great four-hoofed people who recall the days of their ancestors;
Our descendants, our children and grandchildren will always remember this day, after thousands of years, the Four Hoofers finally left this barren land and embarked on the road back to their homeland!
This day has been waited for too long and too long, and if we continue to wait, no one knows if one day the noble four-hoofed people will fall to what point they will become;
So let's wait no longer!
lowly two-legged people, they don't know what they are about to face, and they don't know what awaits them before their eyes;
That...... It will be the anger of the Four Hoofers for thousands of years, and the determination to return home!
We will kill all the two-legged people who are raging in the great green sea, let them pay the price of blood for thousands of years of actions, and let them feel the pain of our ancestors;
We, like their ancestors, will use the flesh and blood of the two-legged people to nourish and nourish the vast and boundless green sea, so that the pastures of this grassland will be rich in water and soil in the coming year;
I, Chakar, Lord of the Red Flame Banner, the Great Khan of the Four Hoofers, hereby solemnly declares that the great and noble Four Hoofers will return to the land of their ancestors;
We are the kings of the great green seaββ!"
As the words fell, the indifferent and numb Chakar jerked up the battle flag in his hand.
At this moment, the centaur tribes scattered all over the mountains under the king's tent had been completely reduced to a sea of revelry, their faces flushed and their necks straightened, their bloodthirsty eyes radiating endless fanaticism.
They wept silently, cheered, and shouted Chaikar's name frantically.
Embarked on the road to the west to the great green sea!