As Shimama reread, the mysterious "Spiritual Language" once again appeared in Zhang Ming's mind.
Sure enough, the Flaming Horn man who stole the source of the world was caught!
"The Xuanwu Divine Beast and my Flame Horn clan met thousands of years ago, and our ancestors made a contract with them, and the two parties cooperated and symbiotically existed!"
"According to this principle, the source of the world does not belong to Xuanwu, but to my Yanjiao clan!"
"As a great elder, I took away a piece of the source of the world and protected my thousands of Yanjiao tribesmen. What crime did I commit? I was just trying to protect their lives, what crime did I commit?!"
Above the court, the high-ranking member of the Flaming Horns who had taken away the crystal stone defended his theft with a blushing face.
"Protecting the clansmen? Huh... you just want to protect your stupid son!"
The Yanjiao man sitting at the front of the hall suppressed his angry voice and roared: "You think I don't know what you are thinking? Your son has neither talent nor talent. He is greedy for life and afraid of death. When he sees a child, If you forget your righteousness for profit, you will become a dandy. So you give him a piece of the source of the world as a life-saving amulet!"
"With that thing, no matter what, he still has some status!"
Suddenly, there was silence all around.
The atmosphere was extremely depressing, and everyone had some thoughts.
In the end, the ruler let out a long sigh and asked a Flaming Horn man nearby: "Without a small piece of the source of the world, what is the chance of Xuanwu breaking through the bottleneck?"
"I don't know, Xuanwu has always been tolerant and doesn't care about these little things."
"What's more, the source of the world does belong to my Yanjiao clan and is not something from Xuanwu."
The elder-looking Flaming Horn man said: "Originally, the chance was only about 30%. Now that there is a small piece missing, it is still about 30%. It will really not affect the overall situation."
After hearing this, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.
Someone whispered: "But no matter what, it still has some influence, right?"
"If Xuanwu's breakthrough fails..."
"Once it fails, everyone on Xuanwu Continent... will be buried with him."
"Only 10% of the young people have temporarily evacuated the Xuanwu Continent. Is this too little?"
"No more people can be evacuated. Xuanwu is enshrined by our faith. If the Yanjiao clan loses confidence and evacuates on a large scale, how can it achieve the realm of gods? How can it become a real world?"
These Yanjiao people expressed their opinions, and the court hall was as lively as a vegetable market.
It can be seen that their confidence is not very high.
30% chance...
In the end, it was the supreme ruler who waved his hand: "I know what you are thinking, so stop it! We can't evacuate more people!"
"Come here, take this traitor down and put him in a prison!"
…
The picture ends here again.
For the entire Yanjiao civilization, there is another situation where a storm is coming.
"At the end of the day, something like this suddenly happened... Indeed, the problem is huge."
Even though I don't know how long time has passed, Zhang Ming's scalp was still numb when he witnessed this past event, and his breathing almost stopped.
There is a 30% chance of success and a 70% chance of death!
Only 10% of the population was temporarily evacuated and took refuge in the Sea of Demon Gods.
This bet is too big!
Serious internal disagreements arose within the senior leadership of the Flame Horn Clan.
The Yanjiao civilization is a huge group, and the group is composed of individuals.
As long as there are individuals, selfish desires will arise, and it is impossible to consider the overall interests in all aspects.
The "Source of the World" may be a very important thing. If only one person possesses it and others do not, then that individual will naturally control extremely high power.
"Is it possible that an individual has mastered the launch button of an atomic bomb or a hydrogen bomb?" Zhang Ming frowned and thought.
One-tenth of the population of the Flame Horn Tribe has left, which is no longer a small number. There may be millions or even tens of millions of people.
Given enough time, it is possible to rise again.
It is precisely because of some religious reasons that the top leaders of the Flaming Horn Clan cannot leave, but most of their children choose to leave.
Their children will be the natural ruling class of the "new civilization".
There is one more "source of the world", such an important political bargaining chip, and its influence is self-evident...
After thinking about this, Zhang Ming almost understood why the senior officials of the Flaming Horn people in the scene just now were angry because of a piece of the source of the world that had "little impact".
It may not really matter, but it is also the first domino...
"Xuanwu...has no wisdom?" Zhang Ming couldn't help but ask, "Does it just ignore such a big thing?"
Shimama remained silent and did not answer.
"It seems that it really doesn't have the kind of intelligence similar to that of humans." Zhang Ming touched his chin, "Otherwise, you, the omniscient Shimama, wouldn't have been silent for so long."
"Xuanwu, don't you have wisdom?" Shimama's old voice repeated.
"But where did your omniscient Shimama come from..." Zhang Ming stopped abruptly in the middle of his sentence. Then he thought of the key clue and asked, "What happened next?"
Shimama didn't give in, and continued to speak complex and mysterious spiritual words.
…
In the main hall, it was as dark as ever, and the sunlight could not penetrate the tall hall. It was just early morning, but it seemed even darker.
The elders and ministers stood in order in the hall according to yesterday's arrangement.
The waiting time passed very slowly, but in fact, it was only half a cup of tea.
Everyone knows that something big happened last night!
They whispered to each other and tried to lower their voices so that no one else could hear them.
"Who took away the source of the world again?"
A gloomy voice sounded from the side door of the hall, and the expressions of every Yanjiao man changed.
"Who is it...check it for me! Check it hard!"
who is it?
Who took away the source of the world?
After yesterday's incident, the altar was heavily guarded. How many people in the entire Flaming Horn Civilization could steal a piece of the Source of the World without anyone noticing?
Thinking of this, all the Yanjiao people could not help but feel cold all over their bodies, as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
…
The picture ends here again.
The second domino falls!
Zhang Ming was speechless as the mushrooms on the ground grew one after another, and withered one after another under the suppression of some mysterious force.
He suddenly said in a joking way: "It couldn't be that dog emperor. Did he get it himself?"
"Look, if the great elder took a piece, he must also take a piece and give it to his son... He will have to send people to chase after him!"
"He has to let his own son become the emperor, not the son of the great elder, right?"
"Of course, it could be someone else. Don't you, Shimama, know?"
Shimama remained silent.
It needs no words. This small stone that once witnessed the complete decline of the Yanjiao people still looks at the flowing history.
Tragedy and comedy are just different perspectives.
How ridiculous is the difficulty of rising and the sudden collapse!
…
A new screen appeared.
The number of World Sources has decreased again and again!
No one knows who did it, or who knows who did it.
In a world where supernatural forces exist, the emperor's power is not the greatest, and his status is not permanent.
In the supernatural age, individual power is the ultimate foundation.
Those who have the most powerful superpowers, after breaking through the "human limits", often become their own forces and possess powerful political power.
Several older ministers said worriedly: "Your Majesty, if the number of World Sources continues to decrease, Xuanwu's breakthrough will be difficult!"
"Even though our Yanjiao clan and Xuanwu only have a cooperative relationship, not a complete symbiosis. But after tens of thousands of years of coexistence, the fate of both parties has been closely related. If Xuanwu dies, our Yanjiao clan will just linger and survive in this sea area."
"The source of the world cannot be missing anymore!!"
…
Next.
The number of World Sources is reduced again!
The people in the hall were silent, silent.
The dominoes are toppling at an ever-increasing speed, like a derailed train, rushing toward the unknown abyss.
Even the one sitting in the highest position just had a sullen face, said nothing, and rubbed the corners of his forehead.
Who did it!
Who didn't do it?
Maybe everyone had done it and was just sitting here tacitly suspicious.
Since everyone has taken it, I can only take one piece and pretend not to take it.
"Your Majesty, only 10% of the elite have fled the Xuanwu Continent for refuge. Isn't it... too few? If this continues, the probability of Xuanwu's breakthrough... is really not high!" Someone coughed lightly and raised the question at the right moment. This is a point that has been made before.
"Bastard, Xuanwu needs the strong faith of my Yanjiao clan to break through to the realm of gods! I think you want to escape on your own! Someone, take him down for me!"
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Elder Man is also considering the continuation of our Yanjiao clan. Your Majesty, please calm down."
…
The number of World Sources is reduced again!
Less again!
Less again!
I don’t know how many times I’ve missed it!
When the Yanjiao civilization was on the verge of dying, the dominoes fell faster and faster, and suddenly they collapsed!
It was like free fall, and suddenly there was no trust in each other.
It was not the bottom layer that collapsed, but... the top layer!
The less the source of the world, the lower the probability of Xuanwu's breakthrough, the more people want to escape. Once this concept is formed, it will immediately become like an avalanche and become unstoppable!
The stolen "source of the world" cannot come back again.
Those that have not been stolen are still being watched.
The situation above the court collapsed rapidly, and several senior Yanjiao people who were loyal to Xuanwu committed suicide in despair.
"The Yanjiao clan is dead!"
"Death!"
"Death!"
They hit the beam and died, leaving only a pool of bright red blood.
Then, the body was thrown into the blue water, and the waves rolled over it, and it disappeared.
But for the Yanjiao people at the bottom, they are still immersed in the enthusiastic joy that Xuanwu is about to break through the bottleneck and enter the "realm of the gods".
So, on this day, a strange rumor appeared: "Xuanwu, wants to eat people!"
"Xuanwu is about to break through the Mirror of the Gods, and he wants to sacrifice the blood of the Yanjiao clan!"
…
(End of chapter)
