Between a dilemma and a dilemma, a faint cold light appeared on the dark and deep seabed.
First, the reactions of the Yakshas became unnatural, and then Bai Ya and Qi Huan also noticed this strange light. The light was cool and cold, showing a firefly-like blue that became increasingly intense. Yasha became irritable and frightened, swimming back and forth in the sea erratically. He stopped attacking them, and instead rushed towards the blue light after a brief, almost chaotic reaction.
The range of blue light is moving upward, and the overall light perception of the surroundings becomes more transparent. As the light slowly rose, they gradually saw the light source clearly. The visual effect was not dazzling, so the two of them could clearly see a golden long soldier being held in their hands. But that was not Jun Aoyan, but the other Yaksha. Aoyan was fighting with the other monsters next to him. Sometimes she snatched the weapon, sometimes it was snatched away from her. The weapon was like a bait, surrounded by a large group of fish fighting for it. After rising to a certain height, the two of them swam over and joined in the snatching.
Bai Ya could clearly see the halberd. The moment Jun Aoyan snatched it away, she quickly threw the halberd towards the two of them. The halberd was projected very quickly, leaving a golden trail. Bai Ya stretched out his hand to grab it, and was actually carried by the weapon for a certain distance. He actually touched it - hard and rough, just like other weapons that belonged to Yasha. To this day, they don't know what material it is. They just think it looks like roughly polished natural coral. This one is very long and straight, and is relatively smooth compared to the rough appearance of other weapons. Is there really such a long and solid coral in the world? It is well-proportioned throughout and has a warm golden color. Only the upper end, about a foot long, has two unsymmetrical branches, like tree branches. Their ends are sharpened. At the bifurcation, there is a blue ore embedded in the halberd.
Before he had time to look at the gem, it was suddenly snatched away by a believer behind him. Qi Huan, who caught up with him, quickly got into a fight with him. In this unknown deep sea area, it is simply a mess. The three of them tried their best to deal with a group of enemies and make detours. Someone was injured and the blood quickly dispersed in the water. They saw several huge fish shadows in the distance. Qi Huan's first impression was of a shark, and the subsequent outlines confirmed his suspicion. In fact, the sharks shouldn't have been attracted so quickly. Perhaps someone was injured earlier, and the breath of blood summoned these uninvited guests from hundreds of miles away.
Very easy to understand. After all, the three of them had already had too many wounds on their bodies without even realizing it. Although it was not serious except for the few wounds on Jun Aoyan's neck, continuing to soak in the water might increase the risk.
The good news is, the shark didn't attack them. Those aquatic beasts full of fangs surrounded everyone in layers and kept spinning. The believers were delighted, convinced that the god of the sea was protecting them. In this way, their fighting became more courageous. Pushing, tearing and beating without weapons can only cause limited damage to people under special circumstances based on their quantity. Qi Huan was very worried that Jun Aoyan's war-loving nature would burst out and the villagers would be severely injured. These sharks are probably under the command of Yasha. Once they lose control, there is no telling what terrible things will happen.
Qi Huan suddenly realized that Jun Aoyan's wounds and some of the cracks on Yasha's body were exactly the same as the gills of sharks.
At this time, the three people who met had a plan that went without saying and that everyone knew well - to bring the halberd to the shore. Without water, the combat effectiveness of these monsters will be greatly weakened. Although it won't be too weak, at least the damage to other humans will be limited. What's more, everyone has so little in their body that they can breathe. They roughly estimated that the number of humans and yakshas was basically the same, and the total number did not exceed a thousand. Jun Aoyan had an illusion in a trance, as if he was riding alone on a war horse, shuttling back and forth among hundreds of enemies to kill. She had heard and seen this scene more than once, but the protagonist was her majestic father.
At this moment, she must try her best to restrain the fighting spirit rising from her heart. Half of the people had almost no fighting ability. She was not fighting an invasion war, and she was different from that group of jackals, tigers and leopards who only knew how to burn, kill and loot. Who is a hero if he hurts civilians? If she could neatly attribute them all to the enemy like Bai Ya, that would be fine. It's just that Bai Ya is now specifically targeting monsters and won't be able to take care of the believers for a while. Besides, with his appearance, no one would take the initiative to provoke him unless the halberd fell into his hands.
Suddenly, a woman strangled Qi Huan's neck from behind. He couldn't breathe for a while, the air in his stomach was stuck in his stomach, and he was unbearably bloated. Coupled with the pain that had not yet dissipated, it was difficult for him to resist. Upon seeing this, Aoyan rushed forward, quickly passed by Qi Huan, and killed him with a "returning spear" from behind. Mo Dao slashed at the woman's arm, and she let go of her hand with a painful and ferocious expression. According to Jun Aoyan's feeling, the woman's bones were injured and she would definitely die if she didn't come ashore. She actually flinched and wanted to swim upstream, but was blocked by numerous sharks.
Qi Huan was also nervous. Could it be that Yasha wants to use sharks to "deal with" the betrayed believers? However, they did not directly attack the woman, but seemed more restless. At this time, a Yaksha suddenly broke out of the crowd, holding the golden long weapon. The monster had a terrifying face, with six eyes of different sizes and positions on its head, and one on the back of its head, which kept spinning. He has five arms - three on the left and two on the right, including an extra claw on his left foot. He was stronger than others of his kind, which probably caused Bai Ya a lot of suffering. Now, Bai Ya also quickly caught up. The Yaksha was seen holding the halberd in both hands, aiming at the woman and swiping it hard. Two intertwined blue fluorescent lights rushed towards her, sinking into the delicate body that was leaking blood.
Something strange happened: the woman stopped moving, and the wound stopped bleeding. She seemed dead, her limbs were still twitching nervously, and her whole body was pale, as if all the blood had been drained. But they knew very well that, not yet, human bleeding would not be so thin. Soon, the three of them noticed that what was flowing out of her residual arm was no longer blood, but a smoky, vague translucent liquid. This liquid has a different concentration than seawater, so it can be seen in low light.
Everyone stopped moving. The believers were probably in a state of astonishment. They stared intently at the woman who was under some kind of spell. There was no fear in their eyes. On the contrary, there was a kind of reverence and a kind of longing. This overly persistent and pathological thing has been buried for a long time, and now it suddenly bursts out, making humans less like humans. Or perhaps the presence of long soldiers strengthened this belief.
Bai Ya suddenly remembered something that was still fresh in his memory. If he returned alive, he would tell the story to those two people.
He once went to a village with his father, where there were monsters making trouble. They had no money, but their father still promised to slay demons for them. He did it, and the huge and ugly monster was defeated. The mountain-like body collapsed, stirring up a cloud of dust. After that, the villagers who had been hiding suddenly came out, scrambling to take out kitchen utensils and farm tools, and quickly disintegrated the monster's body, making it impossible for it to stand up again. It wasn't completely dead at that time, its eyes were still moving, it was still breathing, its chest was rising and falling violently, and its eyes were turning left and right, until those eyeballs lost their vitality and the whole body turned into white bones. The scene was too shocking, as if a dead tall beast was instantly surrounded by dense insects, with only a few remnants left in an instant. The father asked them what they were doing, but a villager who was busy cutting meat asked without looking back. Needless to say, it was just to fill his stomach.
That day, they looked so hungry that their eyes glowed green, like jackals that had been hungry for ten days and a half. Later, the father and son realized that this was the way of life in that village. They won't move because they have nowhere to go. The remaining rations were not enough to support them out of the harsh mountains and rivers. There are also many monsters here. Some people who fled back soon after leaving said that people who left before were eaten before they could go out, and their bones are proof. It's just that very, very rarely, there are rangers like Bai and his son who pass by and can help them solve part of their food and clothing problems.
Later they left. Two years later, they could still hear rumors from that village. It is said that the mountain people still have not gone out, and they still rely on backward tools and occasional lucky help to survive. My father never looked back to save that mountain village.
"Why don't you help them?" Bai Ya asked when he was a child.
"We can't help them all, and we can't kill them all. We still have our own way to go."
Temporary help is no substitute for permanent salvation. When you realize that something can never be eradicated, the helping hand you extended earlier loses its temporary meaning. This is Bai Ya's impression of these seaside villagers, exactly the same. Regardless of monsters or these people who cannot be saved, killing one or two will make no difference.
Is death salvation? He didn't know, he just felt that his father's method of letting things take their own course was the right one, and he shouldn't interfere. But now he is deeply trapped in it and has to survive in his own way and walk his "own path" in his own way.
The reason why he thought of this was not only because the two villages gave him similar feelings. The root cause of being inspired at this moment lies in that look - as if seeing the savior, which is a testimony of power. When they looked at the half-dead woman, they seemed to see some kind of redemption, just like the villagers at that time saw their fathers... and maybe more than once. Although, they may still realize that she was once one of them.
And each of them can have this opportunity.
There is a chance...it will become like this.
so--
All the yakshas were hovering quietly, with eyes closed and hands clasped together, as if they were a group of believers. Is this some kind of strange ritual? The woman's wound healed quickly, and her skin turned into a dirty color, with uneven spines appearing. Webbing grew between its fingers, and fins stood up on its shoulders and back. Her long hair began to fall out, and so did her teeth, which were replaced by sharp fangs, like the old man at that time, but even worse.
"Light pollution" became contagious, and many people who had been injured suddenly rolled their eyes and began to twitch.
At that moment, Bai Ya suddenly began to doubt the definition of boys and girls as "tributes."
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