[Chapter 8 Text, Volume 7]

257 Chapter 47 We are the gods

Hurrying to the gate of the Bantu territory, Orka asked the Bantu beside him, "What about my eldest brother and Brother Spark?"

"There!" the Bantu man handed Orka a telescope and pointed into the distance. Orka, on the other hand, looked impatiently through the telescope, and saw the shadows of Sparker and Buvanga on the snowy snow, and was about to put down the telescope to pump away the rumor-mongering bastard, when a black spot suddenly appeared in his vision.

"Is it the eldest brother? Why is there only one black spot, does it stand to reason that when I go, it is two people who come back, and naturally there are two people, but now there is only one black dot that appears, that is, there is a person who has not come back, thinking of this, Orka's heart suddenly rose to his throat, whether it is the eldest brother Buwanga or the Sparker brother Orka, he is not willing to lose.

Just as Orka was about to accept the fact that one of Sparka and Buwanga had unfortunately died, the black dot also enlarged as the distance decreased, and when Orka saw it clearly, he was pleasantly surprised to find that Buwanga was carrying Spark on the way back to the territory.

"Pass my order, gather all the clansmen, and say that our hero is back!" A relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Orka instructed the Bantu warrior beside him, although the current Bantu can go out to meet Buwanga and Sparkk immediately, but as a respect for the hero, Orka still ordered everyone to fight in two rows at the gate of the Bantu territory, leaving only the road in the middle of the gate.

"Welcome back our hero!" After a long time, Buwanga finally saw the gate of the Bantu territory with Spark's back on his back, and when he was about to enter, he heard Orka's voice in his ears, and the entire Bantu territory suddenly erupted in a burst of enthusiastic cheers.

"Hey, this kid Orka is pretty good!" a big smile cracked into the corners of his mouth, and then Buwanga shouted to Sparky behind him, "Hey, Brother Spark, we're home!"

"Huen!" At this time, Spark's body was still extremely weak due to the forced increase in the use of chicken blood against the ice dragon Skasa, and he replied softly with a forced smile on his face.

"Big brother, Brother Spark!" Orka was already standing in the gate of Bantu territory, waving his hands and shouting loudly, and Buwanga also gathered his strength to speed up the pace of progress. As the figures of Buwanga and Spark gradually appeared clearly in front of the people, all the Bantu people stood up straight, and pressed their right hand into a fist on their left chest, and Buwanga, who was familiar with the customs of the Bantu people, knew that this was the highest etiquette that the Bantu people had always made to welcome the returning heroes.

"Wait!" Just as Buwanga was about to enter the gate of the Bantu territory, Spark's voice suddenly stopped Buwanga's action, looking at Buwanga's puzzled expression, Sparka showed a smile and said, "Put me down, I'm going home standing!"

"Go home" Buwanga muttered repeated, and then a trace of tears flashed in his eyes, there is no doubt that he was able to successfully kill the ice dragon Skasa this time, so that the Bantu people can be freed from years of nightmare torture It is all up to Spark, although the specific battle process is not known because he was already unconscious at that time, but this also shows that it was Sparker who defeated the ice dragon Skasa after he fell unconscious, otherwise the current Buwanga would have been a cold corpse. And when Sparker said the word "go home", it was clear that Sparky had regarded the Bantu people as his homeland, from an outsider who was excluded by the Bantu people to a bloodied and sweaty Bantu people who were on the verge of life and death many times, Spark's actions moved Buwanga. Thinking of this, Buwanga looked at Spark's insistent expression and yelled, "Okay! Let's go home!" and carefully put Sparky off his back.

"Hmm" Spark, who had just landed, only felt that his feet were soft and he was about to fall to the ground again, and at this time, Buwanga grabbed Spark's body and said, "Since you are going home standing, it is not recommended to help me, right?" After speaking, he looked at Sparky with a smile.

"Yes!" Spark, who was also half-wrapped around Buwanga in one hand, understood that Buwanga was giving himself a great deal of gratitude at the bottom of the stairs, and then the two of them helped each other to walk towards the Bantu gate.

At the moment when Sparker and Buwanga supported each other and walked into the gate of the Bantu tribe with difficulty, all the Bantu people burst out with an earth-shattering roar, the voice was as pious as facing the gods, and Sparker and Buwanga saw the grateful expressions of the people of the territory, and the pain and fatigue on their bodies were swept away for a while, and at this time, Orka and Renaud walked up to the two of them happily and said: "Only the two of me are represented, all the Bantu people thank you!" After speaking, he suddenly fell to the ground, "Thank you!" And the Bantu people behind them also learned to fall to the ground, where they looked like they were facing humans and clearly bowing to the gods.

"Get up for me!" Buwanga roared, causing everyone to be stunned, and then Buwanga looked at Spark, who was also shaking his head, and said in a loud voice: "We are all Bantu people, and we do not distinguish between you and me, although the gods have not favored us, so that our people have lived in a bitter cold land since the day of birth. But the cold has given us a strong body, the pain has given us the will to persevere, and all the clansmen have stood up for me!"

Listening to Buwanga's words, all the Bantu people stood up and looked at Buwanga and Spark with a resolute expression, and then Buwanga motioned for Sparka to say something.

"Eh" Sparkk, who has never been a leader, was speechless, but looking at the eager eyes of the Bantu people, and then thinking of the harsh environment of the 10,000-year-old snow-capped mountains, he suddenly felt something in his heart and said loudly: "Heaven and earth are unkind to all things, but we don't have to worship any gods, we have our own hands, these hands can be clenched into fists to resist strong enemies, we can turn clumsiness, we can build a beautiful home, we can hug each other and take away the cold, we" Speaking of this, Sparky looked around at all the Bantu people, gathered all his strength, raised his right arm, raised it high, and shouted, "We are the gods!"

"Roar!" was Spark's words, all the Bantu people were deeply infected, they lived a hard life through generations of disdainful efforts to live a rich life, and now through courage and perseverance to defeat one strong enemy after another, and those ethereal gods want to compare, everyone agrees with Spark's statement, there are no gods in the world, everything is by their own hands to fight out! Thinking of this, all the Bantu people raised their arms and clenched their fists into fists and roared wantonly at the sky, at that moment the roar representing the will of the Bantu tribe resounded throughout the 10,000-year-old snow-capped mountains, at that moment it seemed that the cold was no longer blooming, all the Bantu people since this moment no longer had a trace of retreat and weakness in the face of difficulties, and it was from this moment that the Bantu tribe, which was buried in the 10,000-year-old snow-capped mountains, began the road of all-round development, and gradually became known to the world as an indispensable and powerful race in the Arad continent, and the appearance of Sparker and Buwanga supporting each other and raising their fists to ask the sky and roaring was also carved into statues by later generations, forever towering in the territory of the Bantu tribe for the world to worship