Chapter 1353 - 1033: Identifying and Solving Problems

Chapter 1353: Chapter 1033: Identifying and Solving Problems

A few hours in the current circumstances don’t feel long, but it’s enough to spread the events that happened during the day to every corner of the Rusty Tower Forest.

Right at the very center of the forest, beneath a few remaining intact giant towers.

In the settlement occupying the richest resources and the most critical strategic location, within the eerie hall, several bizarre figures gathered.

The owner of the great mob from five powerful settlements convened here, discussing the anomalies of the day.

A colossal deformed skeleton cloaked in blue flames—the owner of the great mob from Death Skull Village, who was also the reminiscence of the Crowned, pondered for a moment after hearing the report.

"A golden ship that fell from the sky?"

"Yes, that’s correct."

Responding to him was a patch of writhing sludge, within which three gigantic eyes constantly sank and floated, producing strange noises: "I saw it very clearly at the time, it should be something that fell from a higher depth. Probably a treasure of a ruler from the battle of various realms..."

"Aside from that, is there any other news?"

"It has already been taken away by the people from Dragon Scales Village ahead of everyone else, Grey Blade moved swiftly, everyone else was caught off guard." The strange giant insect’s wings trembled, creating a buzzing sound: "That mother snake from Evergreen Village didn’t say anything, perhaps suffered a gloomy loss."

"Hmph, they’re all a bunch of devious bastards."

After listening, the remnants coldly said: "Make Dragon Scales Village hand over the item. Otherwise, we will not protect them anymore with this year’s blood tax."

"Will they comply?"

The eye of the sludge asked vaguely: "Those dog-headed men are such idiots who forget their own weight at the sight of a tiny gain. Without any brains, perhaps they’re already getting puffed up. Once swallowed, things aren’t easily regurgitated."

"Don’t hand it over, then perish." The remnants impassively continued: "A bunch of dog-headed men, if they weren’t useful for mining, they’d have been taken to offset the blood tax long ago."

"But what after taking it down?" asked the Insect King, posing the crucial question.

"Research together, share together."

The remnants declared decisively: "You should understand, now isn’t the time for internal strife, with the Withered King’s blood tax increasing year after year, at this rate, all will eventually be levied into eternal service for him.

If any of us could become a ruler, we’d be able to have negotiating power with the fallen country, not be at the mercy of others."

"Then, swear upon this."

The giant eye within the sludge slightly lifted, saying: "The Demonic Wisdom shall bear witness to all."

"Indeed."

The remnants raised its hand expressionlessly.

Following suit, the Insect Owner, Freak, and the giant sickly Eagle Woman also pledged.

Under the witness of Poxun, the covenant was established.

Under the enormous pressure of the blood spirit tax, the owners of the great mob in the Rusty Tower Forest temporarily united, maximally discarding inner conflict.

"Then, let’s give them a warning first."

After establishing the covenant, the remnants said: "Destroy half of Dragon Scales Village, make those dog-headed men behave, and prevent other trash from harboring covetous thoughts."

"Indeed."

This proposal gained unanimous approval from other crowned ones, who were even willing to contribute within it.

"Let me handle it."

The remnants first drew a rattle from the sleeve of a tattered robe, gently shook it, yet no sound came forth. However, a chilling dread engulfed everyone present.

Under the dim firelight, their shadows began convulsively shaking as if trying to detach from their bodies.

More shadows gathered from afar.

With the sound of bubbles bursting, countless shadows reared underground of the Death Skull Village burrowed through the soil, gathered in the hall, forming a massive undulating darkness after coalescing.

In a gooey sound, it gradually rose.

A cacophonous noise emerged from the bizarre contours forged by innumerable shadows.

Ultimately, it materialized into a gigantic hand.

Indifferently, the remnants took out a bone coin and threw it, clasped tightly by the big hand, then the sound of rushing torrents erupted.

A massive mob formed by countless scattered shadows across various locations instantaneously coalesced into a unified entity, obeying the commands of the remnants, transformed into a blackbird of eerie proportions.

Even just under the embrace of its wings, it was enough to plunder all souls.

"Off you go." The remnants said: "Take away half the lives first."

Silently shrieking, the shadowy giant bird pierced through the dome, disappearing into the night.

In the dark night sky, only a few confused calls of the Raven echoed.

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"The advancement was very successful, after an initial check, there aren’t any issues."

In the huge temporary workshop, Professor Anton sat on a bipedal mechanical walker, emerging from the bottom bay of the Sun Boat: "Everything is running well.

The part of your Beast Spirit that couldn’t be repaired has only minor damage to the precise facilities, and we have enough parts in the supplies we brought."

Raymond immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

More than anything, Huai Shi was concerned about other matters.

"How is Professor Anton’s health?"

"Me? All’s normal, but at this rate, I’m afraid the calcium tablets I brought won’t last."

The old professor joked.

He was still wrapped in a thick astronaut suit.

For Foster and Gregory, the depth of 39 might be only slightly unsettling, for Huai Shi, it was almost agreeable in climate, but Professor Anton, after all, was a scholar.