Earth Mystery.

The space of this blessed land is not too large, only the size of Mingyan Mountain.

The outermost layer is the desert, the inner layer is the wasteland, the further down is the green forest, and the most central location is a lake.

The further you go to the core, the more aura you have, and the more suitable the environment is for the spirit to live.

The lake at the core is not large, with a diameter of only more than 100 meters, its surface is clear and sparkling, and from time to time there are a few sea fish paddling across the water, splashing a little bit of water, and several riverbeds lead the lake water to the distant forest.

The lake is surrounded by dense woodland, and the unique tree species of the New Han Dynasty, such as banana trees, rain trees, coconut palms, and red sandalwood, are alive and vibrant, and the breeze blows with the sound of broadleaf swaying.

This blessed land is created by the gods of the native people, and all kinds of green plants and animals copy the species of the home archipelago, and the temperature is as warm and livable as the current hometown.

The lake is a blessed land spiritual power reserve, it was originally a sea, with the depletion of the spiritual sea continues to shrink, at least there is only a spring, nearly a hundred years of slow recovery, now there is the size of a lake.

In front of the lake, on a piece of golden sand.

Two men and one woman, three young natives with brown skin and curly hair, wearing feathered forehead ornaments on their heads, clothes made of colorful fabrics, and bits and pieces of ornaments hanging from their bodies, stood dozens of young natives with fierce faces and full of armor.

These are the heroic souls of this blessed land, whose souls fall here after death, and are nourished by spiritual power to transform into the most energetic posture in life.

The three of them all bowed their hands solemnly, and in front of them there was a bonfire, the fuel was red sandalwood, the raging flames burned and danced, and the black smoke with a strange fragrance rose, drifting into the lake and disappearing.

Seeing that the fire had been ignited, the strangely dressed trio immediately danced on the spot, spitting out strange awkward sounds from their mouths. This dance reveals the charm of barbarism and antiquity, it is the sacrificial dance of the ancestors of the new Han Dynasty who were assimilated by the indigenous people, and with the national policy, the local culture has disappeared one by one, and this dance has long disappeared from the present world.

These three young natives turned out to be the Tak witch doctors who had long since disappeared from history.

The Tak people are the real ethnic names of the Turen who were assimilated by the Xia people, and this name, like the Turen culture, has long been annihilated in history.

The transcendent of the Tucker tribe is the witch doctor.

This kind of transcendent person can communicate with the gods of the Tak tribe to borrow divine power, and also take into account medicine to save the dead and help the wounded, and is good at making magic objects from animal bones, and can also use snakes, insects and herbs to perform voodoo.

During the festival, the smoke fluctuates, and various pictures are revealed.

The natives looked intently and saw that the picture was divided into two pieces, one of which was six naked aliens with black hair and black eyes fighting with more than a dozen heroic Tak hunters.

On the other hand, there was another well-dressed boy with the same black hair and black eyes, who was also fighting several Tucker hunters.

"Black-haired Spirit!"

Seeing this, the natives' eyes widened with anger, their expressions distorted, and their anger and hatred overflowed into words, and they roared one after another.

The black-haired evil spirits in their mouths refer to the Xia people who assimilated the Tak people, destroyed the Tak culture, and wiped out the history of the Tak people.

These hunters were all battle-hardened warriors of the Tucker people in all eras, and several of them had rebelled against the New Han Dynasty and fought against the Xia people.

What these battle-hardened warriors have in common is that they have enough combat literacy but lack of intellectual insight, and they subconsciously think that the black-haired and black-eyed people are the culprits who harm their clan, but they can't tell the difference between Xia and wolf barbarians.

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Secret land, woodland.

Liu Yi led a group of wolf barbarian warlocks to advance.

As it progressed, the weather became hotter and hotter, and the temperature became more and more similar to that of the modern Han Dynasty.

The Great Warlock did not dare to slack off, and was still vigilant to move forward.

They were all naked, one of them was holding several jade bottles in his hand, which contained their supply pills, and the other five were protecting the man in front of and behind the substation.

Suddenly, the wolf barbarian standing in the middle shouted:

"Enemy attack!"

With this warning, there were more than ten sharp sounds in the air, indicating that sharp weapons were coming.

Everyone had already prepared, and the speed of the mana urging body suddenly increased, and they all avoided the dark arrows coming from all corners.

Behind the dense forest not far ahead, more than a dozen thin and fierce natives drilled out.

Seeing that the sneak attack was missed, several of them rushed over with wooden spears, while several natives stood in place and prepared to blow arrows again.

They work together, fighting with spear-wielding people in close quarters, and shooting poisonous arrows with blowgun arrows to kill the enemy, which is the ancient hunting skill of the Tuck people.

"Go ahead with the plan!"

Liu Yi stopped drinking, did not advance but retreated, chanting the mantra and holding the seal to play the Taoist black light; The rest of the people operated at the same time to bless themselves to retreat rapidly, four of them issued spells almost at the same time, blood light and yin soldiers were exhausted, and the remaining one person held many jade bottles in his hand and retreated under the cover of his companions.

He cultivated the "Book of Desolate Insects", and he didn't need to hold a spell just a thought, and the flying locusts with the same mind immediately pounced, so he kept the elixir.

A group of natives who were desperately culling found that no matter how hard they tried, they were chasing slower than the alien race in front of them, Dao Dao spells attacked, alien insects interfered, no matter how deadly their hunting skills were, but they could only be beaten passively.

The native hunters behind them, who were ready to blow their arrows, rushed to join the battle, but saw their compatriots fall to the ground one after another.

When the spear-wielding natives turned into spiritual light one by one and dissipated, the natives who blew arrows saw that they could not do anything, shouted in the native language, and turned around and ran away.

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On the sand.

Looking at the six aliens in the picture who have no warrior backbone, facing the heroic sprint of their compatriots, they fled one after another, and then waved their hands to play all kinds of unheard of and unseen voodoo tricks, and the compatriots were hit one by one.

These aliens are obviously clumsy, but they are incredibly fast, and the Tucker hunters, who have been tempered with hunting memories, can't even touch them.

The many natives standing behind him watched the same people in the picture being killed one by one, and they were restless, and the natives, who were extremely strong and strong, took a step forward and said in the Tucker language:

"Lord Witch Doctor, please let me go and kill these despicable aliens!"

"I can't tolerate this group of black-haired demons continuing to defile this sacred land!"

The three witch doctors dancing had stopped dancing as the rest of the natives fled, and the smoke gradually dissipated.

The three of them turned around, and the great witch doctor standing in the middle raised his dark and thin face, his eyes flashed with wisdom, and reassured:

"Heroic Anu, the most powerful hunter the Tucker has ever seen, don't be in a hurry, wait for those aliens to go a little deeper, and you will be able to match those black-haired evil spirits when you are more powerful under the light of the ancestors."

"But ......"

The hunter named Anu still had reluctance and anger in his eyes, and he continued to plead:

"But this is the place where the ancestors sleep, even if those aliens are approached, it is a great blasphemy to the ancestors!"

The female native to the left of the Great Witch Doctor shook her head slightly, and the corners of her mouth showed a hint of peace:

"Don't worry, child, this is the will of the ancestors. The Patriarch, who had been sleeping for thousands of years, had just given me the first guidance in hundreds of years to bring those aliens closer to His will. ”

"The Ancestor has awakened?"

Anu's eyes widened, and a smile of ecstasy appeared uncontrollably on his face, and the group of native hunters behind him whispered when they heard this.

The last witch doctor smiled and spoke:

"The Ancestor hasn't really woken up yet, but it's coming soon, and the guidance He has given us is that the opportunity for His true awakening is in those black-haired aliens!"

The three witch doctors spoke one after the other, and many of the Tucker hunters looked ecstatic.

The great witch doctor standing in the middle took a step forward and spoke in an impassioned tone:

"The most powerful hunters of the Tuckers! The most loyal warriors! Go back and prepare to kill the black-haired demons who have committed great sins against our people! ”

"The Ancestors have allowed us to use more earth power to pick up your dusty spears and wear your armor from yesterday, here, in the place where the ancestors sleep, under the gaze of the ancestors......"

"Let's fight for our ancestors! Fight for the Tuckers! ”

Dozens of Tak warriors responded with solemn and impassioned faces:

"Fight for our ancestors! Fight for the Tuckers! ”