Chapter 1350 - 1032: Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures

Chapter 1350: Chapter 1032: Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures

The violent tremors spread throughout the entire Rusty Tower Forest in just half a minute.

Countless fractured towers swayed, yet showed no supernatural reaction.

In this remote Hell, there were no longer any indigenous creatures; all were Hell Villages migrated from other depths.

Dozens of villages occupied resource-rich spaces, warring with each other just like in many other hells.

Until now, no true ruler has emerged, only because of the abundant water resources is there some semblance of life.

Should the water descending from the clouds and tower peaks disappear, they would likely set out again, heading elsewhere.

This is Hell.

The instant the Sun fell, it attracted countless gazes.

In just half an hour, the ruins of the Great Tooth Tribe were flooded with people. Legions from various villages had already sealed off inside and outside.

"Treasure!"

The Owner of the Great Mob from Dragon Scales Village circled the wreckage of the Sun Boat, excitedly wagging his tongue, saliva almost dripping down: "I don’t know exactly what this thing is, but it must be a treasure!!!"

In no time at all, his heart was captivated by the dazzling, golden object in front of him, leaving no room for joy or sorrow.

As for the newly-killed father-in-law?

Who was that?

Thanks to Dragon Scales Village’s geographical advantage, he was the first to arrive, and he had already brought the most people. The Great Mob of Evergreen Village reacted slower; by the time they arrived, it was already late.

As for the others, they couldn’t even squeeze into the scene.

Faced with the dozens of massive Steel War Chariots still belching smoke with a rumbling sound, and hundreds of Dog-headed Men armed to the teeth, they wisely chose to retreat.

Only the leader of Evergreen Village still stood before the wreckage of the Sun Boat, looking up in absent-minded awe.

Until he noticed the cold gaze thrown by the Owner of the Great Mob from Dragon Scales Village.

"Such a large thing, wouldn’t Grey Blade want to monopolize it?" The leader of Evergreen Village raised his slit pupils, asking icily.

Behind him, the cavalry of the Great Mob mounted their gigantic Lizards, their Long Spears reflecting a cold light.

Grey Blade, not to be outdone, had the Steel War Chariots behind him spew smoke and turn their gun mounts on these ’neighbors’: "First come, first served, that’s the principle!

What’s wrong, could it be that you elders have any objections?"

The grey-clad female Snake-man said nothing, only the chilling light in her slit pupils grew more severe.

But soon, upon an inadvertent glance, she discerned a blurry mark from the cracked Sun Boat—the emblem of a pure white tower, causing her pupils to slightly contract, subconsciously stepping back.

"No."

The elder’s face drastically changed, "I have no objections."

As she spoke, she raised her hand, signaling her subordinates to lay down their weapons and prepared to withdraw.

For a moment, the tense atmosphere began to gradually dissipate.

Though the subordinates were somewhat puzzled by the elder’s command, they still chose to comply, covering the elder’s slow withdrawal, a formation of over sixty cavalry remaining strict without any wavering.

"That’s right!"

Seeing the opponent running away with their tail between their legs, Grey Blade immediately laughed triumphantly, "You poor, unlucky ones with insufficient fortune and wisdom, where do you get the qualification to acquire such a treasure?"

"Come, drag it back for me!"

He caressed the golden hull, almost drooling, recalling the ancient books circulated in the current circumstances among the villages, and suddenly found a very apt metaphor.

"—This is called: a treasure of heaven and earth, possessed by the virtuous!"

"Actually, I believe that too."

Suddenly a voice of agreement rang out, making the Grey Blade leader nod triumphantly, but immediately, he saw the golden boat hull in front of him suddenly crack open.

Unveiling infinite darkness.

A hand slowly reached out from the darkness, casually pressing on his head, gripping his skull.

Then, a pale face emerged from the darkness, overlooking his dazed expression.

Seeming to smile.

"But the question is..."

Huai Shi asked:

"—Who is truly the treasure?"

Grey Blade’s eyes widened, instinctively drawing his sword, instantly slicing the arm along with the face into fragments, but then he saw countless sticky tendrils slowly extend from the shattered flesh, entangling his body.

The terrifying shadow from the Abyss opened its great mouth in the darkness, grinning, sneering.

Such cold and cruel overlooking made the Dog-headed Men roar in terror, but countless tendrils extended from the darkness, bit by bit entangling him, entering through his mouth and nose, little by little, deep into his brain.

Eventually, cruelly from the inside out, the true essence from Hell was poured into his soul.

About pain.

About despair.

About anger, sorrow, and grudge...

In the countless gloomy tides, he struggled in horror, screaming desperately, yet nobody could hear him, until finally, he was completely drenched in black color.

As if eternal long torture was merely a moment sustained.

In everyone’s eyes, Grey Blade was merely touched on the head, then stiffened immediately in place, dumbstruck. Then, he emitted a piercing scream.

Dense darkness gushed from his mouth and nose, one Steel Flying Bird after another reborn from the darkness, spreading its wings and soaring into the sky, cloaking the entire domain in eternal darkness.