The yellow sand in the sky rolled, and a rolling black stream between heaven and earth returned backwards. Everywhere you pass along the way, the flags are long and the flames are monstrous. Countless strong men in armor held weapons in their hands and marched forward in a neat battle formation. Although the war ended in a draw, the faces of these strong men did not have the slightest gloom, but they were excited to shout out.

For no other reason, Lord Hugo invited a god.

People who do not experience this civilization firsthand will never be able to understand their fanaticism for the gods. In fact, this is normal, in the long history of civilization development, the more primitive and barbaric civilizations worship gods and demons. This is not a single-minded desire for the Tao, but simply advocating power and strength.

Don't you see that the ancients worshiped stones, trees, clouds, and air, and what else did they not worship? If it doesn't rain, you have to worship, and if it rains too much, you have to worship you. It's not the god that the knife, otherwise you have to slap them to death, worship and worship every day, if you don't bother me, I'll be annoyed......

The origin of the blood pupil is mysterious, but the hand he showed before the battle array shocked everyone. With a single stroke of the finger, ten thousand people were cut in half, and its power was much stronger than that ethereal totem. It was the power that was truly displayed in front of everyone, and it was in line with the primitive desire of their hearts.

So all the way back, the atmosphere in the battle array was even more enthusiastic.

Of course, this is only the soldiers. It's a different story for slave soldiers.

Trismo's kingdom was known for its brutality and barbarism, with a strict hierarchy and slavery. Although the soldiers had to fight every day in life and death, they were an out-and-out aristocratic class. When he returned home, he also had a group of wives and concubines, and his servants were like clouds. Whenever he has a win on the battlefield, Trismo's military exploits are enough to make an ordinary person a millionaire in an instant. And when they die in battle, their property will not be confiscated, but will be inherited by future generations, who will continue to serve as soldiers to contribute to the empire.

Slave soldiers, on the other hand, were the losers of wars, made up of slaves who had been taken captive to the Empire. The slaves had no property and belonged to the empire themselves. They don't just have to fight with the soldiers every day. There is no inheritance after the death of the war. So life is very cruel. The only relief is to fight to the death on the battlefield. If you can get the battle merit, you will turn over immediately.

But all of this requires war. The appearance of the blood pupil interrupted this war, and it was too cruel to them. Miss this war, and wait for the next big war to start and I don't know how many months will pass. Although the empire was war-frequent, the mortality rate of slaves was also frighteningly high. I don't know how many people will survive.

When they thought of the cruelty of slave life, the slave soldiers were full of sorrow and lifelessness.

But of course, these will not reach the blood pupil. As the biggest takeaway from this war. Hugo almost lifted him up to heaven. Not only did he do his best with the frame and blood pupils, but he also served himself. I can't wait to kneel down and lick the bloody pupil's boots at any time.

His fanaticism. Not even more than Crodier's Acolyte.

The blood pupil was not polite, so he really took it. In this way, even when he returned to the imperial capital, he enjoyed the luxurious life of stretching out his hands in clothes and opening his mouth for food. Not...... As for Meiding's hot bath, it had already been properly arranged. Milk...... Trismo doesn't really make it, but there's always something other than milk. Anyway, it's all fragrant, milky white, and Mei Ding can't recognize it......

Half a month later, the army finally returned to the royal capital. The Blood Pupil also meets the monarch of the country.

It was a strong man who was very similar to Hugo. Not to mention the muscles as hard as iron, he did not wear the king's robes, but was heavily armoured. Between walking, sitting and lying, he is like an iron giant that has existed since ancient times.

He had already received a message from Hu Ge, so he hadn't waited for the blood pupil to return to the royal capital. He led his men a hundred miles to meet him. That nervous and respectful attitude. It's exactly the same as Hugo.

There was something strange about the blood pupils......

You must know that even if he shows great strength, it is not too exaggerated. It is far from the miracle of moving mountains and seas. This strong man is the ruler of a country. Obviously a high position and a lot of knowledge. Even if you want to solicit yourself, there is no need to make such a humble gesture, right? And looking at it like this, he is extremely pious, and I am afraid that he will not hesitate to let him give way immediately.

This is too different from the performance of his ambition to encroach on the mainland.

Blood Pupil frowned, but since the other party was so pious, of course he also accepted it. Then he returned to the royal capital.

The king's name was Shuki, a very old name. It is said that this kingdom existed before it was born. The name of a totem belonging to a distant tribe. The country was also conquered by him and his younger brother Hugo. In just a few decades, it has occupied a large territory, and has swallowed up thousands of small civilizations and tribes.

Walking through the royal capital, you can see the wild spirit of the country everywhere, the inhabitants of the streets and alleys are armed with swords, the women are beautiful for their strength, and the men are proud of their bloodthirstiness. If you disagree, you may draw a sword against each other, and the ruler will not intervene. In Xiuji's words, this is the driving force for the country to move forward! Only when a martial spirit exists can the country ignore all difficulties and never back down.

The Blood Pupil agrees with his words, because the Claudir he inherited is such a civilization. Fearless and unstoppable. Any conspiracy will vanish before absolute power is exhausted.

Trismo has developed to the point where it is today in just a few decades, and it is absolutely inextricably linked to the martial arts atmosphere in China.

Of course, such a country is not so easy to navigate. The more martial they are, the more unruly their people become. Xiuji can sit firmly on the throne of the monarch in the covetousness of countless strong people, and its strength can be imagined.

In order to welcome the blood pupil, King Xiuji held a grand dinner at the royal palace. Then he took the blood pupil to his lodging.

but it was the best room in the palace, the place where he used to live.

As soon as he walked in, the blood pupil's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

It turned out that there was a mysterious aura floating in this room. It's not as simple as it seems. The room is extravagant, surrounded by treasures, and a huge crystal chandelier on the dome illuminates everything in an infinite light. But all luxury was nothing in the eyes of the blood pupil, and what caught his attention was a mural on the front of the room.

An ancient fresco that is 100 meters long.

The aura of mystery comes from it.

"This is the ancient inheritance of our people." King Xiuji's voice came from behind the Blood Pupil, and he fell to one knee at the feet of the Blood Pupil. Said feverishly.

"We have destroyed and rebuilt, but until now, I still can't see the future of our people. All I know is that in the distant past, there was a great wizard who left a prophecy. Today, a god will descend from heaven among our people. He can destroy heaven and earth, and he can bring new life. He can see the secrets of this mural and lead us to the truth. ”

"My lord...... I've finally waited for you. ”

Xiu Ji fell down at the feet of the blood pupil and said no more. (To be continued......)

PS: First Update...... Tickets. Rolling on the ground......