Pandora's nights are terrifying, and even the most skilled Na'vi hunters dare not leave their tribe's habitat in the middle of the night. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But tonight Pandora is destined to never sleep.

Countless Na'vi marched through the forests, plains, and mountains with torches held high. Gradually, they coalesced into rivers that eventually flowed around Ava, the Tree of Souls, which had been filled into a sea of fire.

Meng Chen was shrouded in a robe and hid behind a Neville knight, unrecognizable in this chaotic night. He and Jack led the Neville Knights into the torrent as well, following the strange horde toward Ava. Because of the depth of the night, and because of the multitude of tribes, no Na'vi noticed anything unusual.

The vast majority of these Na'vi who came from all of Pandora rode heavily armored horses, and even those without horses wore rattan armor and carried spears or bows and arrows. Occasionally, the sharp chirp of a banshee-winged beast slices overhead. With bands of light made of torches, and with their excellent night vision, Banshee Riders can soar in the middle of the night.

The closer you get to Ava, the worse the phenomenon of people roaring and neighing. It was too crowded, so the Neville knights dismounted. They let go of the heavily armored horses and ignored them. These humane horses do not run around, but gather with a few horses of the tribe according to their usual habits, and have their own small groups like humans.

All the Na'vi began on foot, as eager and devout as a pilgrimage. Although they were all heavily armed and unruly warriors, they at this time spontaneously lined up and marched forward in an orderly manner. The flow of people moved slowly, gradually converging under Ava.

Ava soothed the branches, emitting a gentle white light. In the hazy and warm glow of this mother was a sea of fire composed of red and yellow. These little fluttering flames surrounded Ava like children, cheering and jumping.

This time in front of Ava, it was a carnival paradise.

A tower made of helicopters, bulldozers, trucks, and the wreckage of guns stands in a corner of the basin where Ava is located. These bare steel skeletons look eerie and hideous. They are the tombstones of humanity's defeat and the totem of Na'vi victory,

There were also a large number of Na'vi around the tower, and they were so excited that many of them were eager to rush up to the tower, if it weren't for the guards with spears, it would have been overwhelmed by the Na'vi.

Meng Chen looked at the tower intently, and found the reason for the surging emotions, it turned out that there were several earthlings tied there, and it seemed that they should all be the people who were injured and captured by the previous attack on Ava. Behind them was a row of avatars, which should have been left over from Meng Chen's creation of the beast tide, and now they were taking it out to make a fuss. Those Avatars crossed their hands tied over their heads. They are all in an unlinked state.

On a large stone platform closest to Ava, the leaders of the tribes gathered. But these people were vaguely divided into two camps, one camp revolved around Moya and Nitri, and they only whispered to each other. The other faction mostly has animal tooth accessories, and often erupts into unbridled laughter between conversations.

There was a roar in the sky like a dragon's roar, and there was a commotion among the Na'vi, many of whom looked up.

Under the dome, the Phantom Knight was looking down on everyone. The Hippogriff carried him around Ava. The giant creature glides gracefully across the sky with its wings outstretched, flapping its wings only at regular intervals, and the loud sound of its neck singing can cover a hundred miles. Its every move seems to be a foil to the Phantom Knight, a peerless powerhouse.

One of the tribal leaders lined up to the edge of the stone platform, raised his right arm and shouted, "Let us welcome the heroes of the Na'vi, Phantom Knights, Kamala!" ”

His voice infected everyone, and for a while, shouts like "Phantom Knight" and "Kamala" resounded in the sky.

Kamala landed on the high platform near the bound earthlings, and the huge waves of air set off by the majestic wings of the griffriffin, blowing the Avatar to the left and right.

Kamara rolled and jumped off the griffriff, raising his bow and arrows in his hand and shouting, "Ava! ”

The cheers of the Na'vi people were even louder, and the neat shouts of "Ava, Ava......" were pushed into the distance like ocean waves.

Surrounded by a group of majestic warriors, Kamala walked towards the large stone platform. The brave warriors voluntarily made way for him, and they scrambled but feared to reach out their palms to touch the hero's body, and then fell to the ground.

He walked slowly through the crowd and walked slowly up to the large stone platform, standing like a majestic lighthouse facing the crowd.

His frame was taller than the average Na'vi, and his muscles bulged like solid stones, an absolute outlier among the slender Na'vi. He wears a shawl made of the fangs of beasts of prey and feathers of birds, the teeth of a viper wolf around his neck, and a skull of a banshee-winged beast hanging from his headband. The paintings on his body are also more complex and dense.

After scanning the boiling ocean, he raised his arms majestically and stretched out from front to sides, and the passionate Na'vi people were instantly silent.

"Today we are gathered around Ava in the hope that through her, we will tell Pandora about every grass, every tree, every bird, every animal...... We...... Victory! If the people of the earth are willing to fight, we will fight. Pandora is the Pandora of the Na'vi! ”

The atmosphere burned to the top, and the Na'vi nearly tore the night apart as they raised their arms and chanted.

"We are here today because of these people." Kamala stretched out his hand and pointed at the tower, and the Na'vi looked away, "Not only have they invaded our homeland and killed our compatriots, but they have also created those sleepwalkers. These people disguise themselves as we do to transmit their evil thoughts. These sleepwalkers are demons that are not supposed to exist, and they are a desecration of Ava. So I think we should execute all sleepwalkers first, and then judge the earthlings. ”

"Kill the sleepwalkers!" One after another, shouts were in the midst of the Neville crowd.

Receiving the order, a group of fighters rushed to the tower. They cut the ropes that hung the Avatar's hands, lifted their shoulders, twisted their arms behind their backs, and made it kneel on the ground. One grabbed it by the hair and pulled it back, leaving its head high to expose its neck, followed by a sharp bone knife against their neck.

"Wait a minute!" A majestic, calm voice stopped the Nawei warrior's movements.