Su Mingan took out the compass.
At this time, the compass that could originally show Sibor's position had failed, and he could not see the red dot representing her.
"...Sure enough." He said.
Shadow looked at him blankly, not knowing what he was looking at.
"Shadow, let me ask you, have the gods descended on the sky?" Su Mingan straightened up.
"No..." Shadow replied. He was surprised that this man didn't even know about this: "Lord Baishen has never appeared. I...have been waiting for him to appear."
"Yeah." Su Mingan said, "How old is Sissi this year?"
"Ten, ten years old." Shadow said.
Su Mingan nodded.
He remembered that Xi Boer looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.
Sissi Zevan seemed to be another name for her. She introduced herself as Sibor, and he also called her Sibor, but everyone else called her Sisi.
So, is he back... five years ago, or six years ago?
Judging from the current information, five years ago, Baishen was created by people's gathered faith. He came to the sky for the first time. He blocked the mud curse that suddenly appeared in the sky, turned into a barrier and died. Like a flash in the pan.
Looking at the current time, Baishen does not exist yet.
So, what special copy did he accidentally enter while searching the underground laboratory?
He didn't realize when he started to reach this timeline.
...No wonder the raven suddenly disappeared.
Anyway, let's do the mission first. It may be like the night level of "The Demon King and the Hero". This is just an illusion.
After all, even the time controller Michael can't go back to a certain range of time, let alone the complete world of heaven and earth.
"Let's go." He looked at the shadow: "Go and save people."
…
"——Chase! Chase quickly!"
In the night, the angry voices of the guards echoed throughout the First Tribe.
In front of them, a group of children ran fast.
Among these seven children, one child could control the wind. They stepped on the accelerating wind track, twisting left and right in the streets and alleys, and soon left the bulky guards behind.
The girl named Coco kept throwing flames in her hands, and they were like an arson team that set fire to the bottom of the mountain prison, burning wherever they went.
The entire tribe was burning with bright red flames, and crazy waves of fire followed one after another. People's coughs could be heard constantly, mixed with the thick smoke of the flames and the black fog at night.
The surrounding ethnic groups were either packing up their things and running away, or putting out the fire in a panic, and no one stopped the children at all.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."
Due to the destruction of the airtight building, black fog filled the air, and some people even began to cough up blood.
Gradually, behind the children, there was no sound of guards chasing after them.
Thick smoke obscured their sight, and even they themselves began to cough due to inhaling the smoke.
"Keke, stop..." A child couldn't help but say something.
The flame in Coco's hand stopped.
The flames burned so fiercely that she was a little scared.
The children's team stopped at a corner of the tribe, looking at the heat wave in front of them, their eyes were a little blank.
After a brief silence, one child swallowed and spoke softly.
"...Have we gone too far?" he said.
The tribe in front of them was blazing into the sky, and even the night was dyed red.
They were just hot-blooded, so they found a seemingly reliable method of arson to distract the guards, without even thinking of destroying the tribe.
But looking at the situation, the fire has gone too far.
Obviously, the tribe would easily deal with the usual small fires, and they would not be in such a terrifying situation now.
Xiao Ke's fire has the characteristic of continuous burning, and it is a very strong flame. In addition, they came out of the tunnel inside, so the guards were unprepared. They also knew all the places where fires are easy to catch. With this combination, , before the elders had time to react, the flames spread across the first tribe like a tsunami.
Bright flames have spread all over their field of vision, making them gradually unable to see.
"I...I..." Feng Qiqi suddenly turned pale.
"Qiqi, what's wrong with you?" The children realized that Feng Qiqi's face had become very ugly.
"I forgot one thing..." Feng Qiqi was trembling all over: "The current natural disaster period is the flame period. In this environment, the flames will receive all-round bonuses and become difficult to extinguish... …”
When the children heard this, they were all frightened.
They didn't consider this situation at all, they just wanted to take the opportunity to save people, but the development of the fire had far exceeded their expectations.
It seems like... they did something very wrong.
A mistake that they will regret for the rest of their lives.
"——This is the heavenly fire sent down by Master Baishen——The Baishen is angry!"
A loud scream from a female tribe suddenly rang out from the thick fog, her voice full of sorrow.
"——Lord Baishen is angry. This is the fire from heaven that He sent down. It's because our faith is not pious enough!"
Some people also shouted loudly, their voices rising and falling in the black mist.
"——It must be the escape behavior of the young clan leader, Mr. Sik Zewan, and Mr. Chushan Zewan, which made Mr. Baishen angry!"
"That's right...this fire is our punishment..."
"The current plan is to hold a sacrificial ceremony as soon as possible and throw their children into the lava, in order to appease Lord Baishen's anger..."
"Elders! Save us, we are devout believers in Bai God..."
Listening to these screams, the children's eyes were blank.
When Feng Qiqi heard these sounds, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He used his legs and jumped up, standing on the nearby hillside.
He took a deep breath, looked down from a high position, and shouted at these rising and falling voices:
"——It's not that Lord Baishen is angry! It's me who set the fire on! You guys should wake up!"
"——Don't put everything in the ritual of worshiping gods! It's just a backward ritual! It's useless to throw the child into the lava! It's useless!"
"——It's not the sky fire! I set the fire! The ritual of sacrificing the gods is useless! How could you be so cruel as to throw a child into the lava!!"
His shouts were angry and sad, but to no avail. The fire was too strong, his voice couldn't travel far, and no one wanted to believe him.
He tried his best to clarify all this, as if he wanted to tear out his throat.
The flames rose, sending thick black smoke into his throat.
"——All of this, everything was caused by me——cough, cough, cough, cough, cough!!"
He suddenly coughed violently, and his little face was already red from the flames.
He covered his mouth, opened his watery eyes, looked directly at the raging fire below, and saw the innocent people running away in the sea of fire.
Some of these people were burned to death in their sleep, some seemed to have lost all their strength and cried over their burned houses, some fell into the smoke and never moved again, and some were The black mist at night triggered the curse, turning living people into a puddle of mud...
Men, women, the elderly, children... they were running in the sea of fire, crying and shouting. Their relatives around them fell one after another. Everything in front of them was like hell.
The peaceful and peaceful atmosphere before the succession ceremony was instantly destroyed.
The people who had worked hard all their lives and thought they had a promising future have all turned into fragile lives at this moment.
Flame and Death have no regard for the difference between their desire to live and their identities, so they will let them go.
Feng Qiqi looked at the people he had known since childhood, falling one by one in the flames, and at the powerful guards who could only run away in confusion, his eyes gradually became hollow.
At this moment, every cell in his body was roaring and burning like fire. His brain was tense to the extreme, and strong regret eroded his mind.
...It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be like this!
He just set a fire and created chaos!
No one will be injured and no one will die. The powerful elders of the tribe have the ability to suppress this fire!
...Why, why is it the flame period of natural disaster...
He stood on a high hillside, surrounded by children who couldn't help coughing. Some of them had begun to vomit blood because the soul stones were exhausted and extinguished.
Coco began to cry loudly, a pair of dark braids trembling on the back of her head.
She felt that it was she who was responsible for setting the fire that caused all this, and she was the sinner who deserved to be thrown into the lava. Why should the innocent Sissi die? Is it just because of the so-called tradition and oracle?
Why are adults so indifferent to black and white? Do people become like that when they grow up?
She was crying and suddenly started vomiting black mud.
Due to the strong emotional outburst, the curse on her body was detonated in advance.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... It's all my fault... It's all my fault..." She cried and gradually lost her voice. The disgusting sludge spread out from everywhere in her body, like broken earth. The seedlings pierced her skin, and twisted black lines began to spread all over her body.
She looked at her dirty hands, then at the other children who were full of fear for her, turned around, and rushed towards the sea of fire, crying.
The flames engulfed her body where the curse was on the verge of breaking out, and her cries were gradually annihilated by the red color.
Feng Qiqi watched blankly as her back disappeared in the flames, watched as her playful braid was ignited by the fire, and saw her slender body burning painfully in the sea of fire.
He looked at it all blankly.
Realization dawned on him.
...He really is.
He did a very, very regretful thing that would make him regret it for the rest of his life.
He made everything go off track.
He forced his sister to be put on the execution rack in advance.
He made the ritual of divine sacrifice a necessity.
All the actions he took to long for a happy ending led to the worst ending for everyone.
At this moment, without listening carefully, he knew that all the people fleeing in the sea of fire were saying in unison -
[Hurry up—hurry up and let the divine sacrifice ceremony take place! 】
[As long as the child is thrown away, the anger of Lord Baishen will be calmed and the sky fire will be withdrawn——]
…
they said.
The fire from heaven is punishing them.
Hurry up and throw Sissi down.
…
The hot air poured into Feng Qiqi's trachea, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Listening to the lamentations of the people coming from all directions, he suddenly understood that gods who could not save them were not gods at all.
——Even if he is called a god, even if he is recognized by the people, the Baishen who cannot protect them and has never even really appeared is not considered a god at all.
...after that.
He will never trust anyone who claims to be a god.
At this moment, his eyes gradually changed from anger, confusion, and sadness.
"Feng Qiqi, where are we going now?" a girl asked, her whole body trembling with fear.
Feng Qiqi turned his head and looked at a dumb boy.
This boy has been silent and always smiles. He is much larger than the others, slightly older, and has a strong build, like a muscular man.
An old ax was leaning on his side, and he counted the pebbles in his hand as if he were counting treasures.
"Immortality." Feng Qiqi called out the strong boy's name: "Can I ask you... to use your ability to protect them and send them out?"
"oh."
The sturdy boy named Chang Sheng responded blankly. He looked a little stupid.
"What about you? Qiqi, won't you run away with us?" A child with a short head said anxiously.
The situation is now beyond their control, and all they can do is try their best to escape. As for rescuing people... they couldn't do it anymore. The fog was so thick that they couldn't even see the road clearly.
They have turned from innocents into criminals.
Whether they meant to or not, they did cause this disaster.
Let’s not talk about future atonement or judgment, they have to live first.
"I..." Feng Qiqi said softly, "I won't leave."
"You're not leaving? Then why are you staying here?" The short-haired boy held his hand and said, "Let's go together! Your parents will be fine! Your father is the next heir to the clan leader. Now that you're gone, elders I won’t come to arrest you by force!”
Feng Qiqi was silent for a moment.
Hot air poured down his trachea, burning his chest.
He was almost out of breath.
When he spoke, his eyes were red and his voice was extremely hoarse:
"...What about Sissi? What should she do?"
…
The children shut up.
Today, the only thing that can calm people's anger and sadness is the ritual of divine sacrifice.
Whether it works or not, it must be done now.
It was this fire that heightened its necessity and put it on the map.
It was they who caused this result.
The elders couldn't catch Feng Qiqi who was hiding in the fire, so they had to find Sissi who was still living in the stone castle. Because both of them were the most talented people in the clan, one of them had to be thrown into the fire. magma.
It is estimated that at this time, Sissi has been taken away by the elders. After all, the elders never appeared in the fire.
They should have already headed to the magma vent in the back mountain.
Feng Qiqi turned around.
There was no smile on his face. The moment he saw the disaster, he no longer had the attitude of shouting "I am the Dark Lord".
He did bring people the "judgement of hell" he called it, but it was along with his sister.
To him, this was darker than darkness, more painful than pain, and more terrifying than death.
He held the black knife in his hand and walked toward the back mountain.
"Qiqi! Where are you going!" A child shouted.
"I'm going to replace Sissi and calm people's anger," he said.
He used to be the person who hated the ritual of divine sacrifice the most.
But in the face of disaster, he is the most powerless.
He is the most pathetic.
He walked away from the crying children and walked into the fire alone.
The dark energy danced with him, the flames avoided his steps, and everything was cut open by the black knife in his hand.
——"The Obliterator" waved his blade.
All is open for His way.
