The girl was Bai Ling. She was terrified. She looked at the elder of the tribe performing the ritual and the other tribe members around her. Their faces were pale and filled with fear.
"The blood moon only appears once every three years when all the snow in Dark Mountain has melted. At that time, there will be enough beasts to perform the ritual and we will be able to avoid the disaster … But now, it has been brought forward … This is …" Bai Ling bit her lip and became even more afraid as she looked around.
At that moment, Su Ming was in the fire karst cave, fully focused on creating the medicine. His entire body was drenched in sweat as he stared at the stone cauldron, constantly changing the strength of the fire as he observed it.
Before long, muffled rumbling sounds came from the cauldron. Su Ming smiled bitterly and wiped off his sweat. He knew he had failed again.
"This Mountain Spirit is much harder to make than Scattering Dust …" Su Ming shook his head. He opened the cauldron and saw green smoke coming out of it. It was spicy.
He sighed. Just as he was about to continue, he felt the Qi in his body rumbling. It was as if it was out of his control. He frowned and looked around but did not find anything wrong.
"Strange …" Su Ming scratched his head. After a moment of silence, he continued to create medicine.
At that moment, on the other side of Dark Mountain was Black Mountain Tribe. It was very different from Dark Mountain Tribe and Dark Dragon Tribe. There might have been a large number of tribe members standing within Black Mountain Tribe, but when they looked at the sky, their eyes were filled with bloodthirsty excitement.
Roars came from their mouths. Not only the Berserkers, but even the normal members of the tribe were doing the same. Their roars gradually merged into one and turned into a wave of sound that echoed in the air.
In the center of the crowd, there was a small mountain made of countless red stones. A skinny old man in a black robe stood on top of the small mountain. The old man's eyes were cold as he stared at the blood moon in the sky. A cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"In the past, there was a Fire Berserker Tribe in this vast land. They had incredible power and could control the fire in the world. If they were angry, they could burn the sky and turn the world around! They were so famous that even those who were not part of the Berserker Tribe were afraid of them.
They were one of the eight great tribes of the Berserker Tribe! "The skinny old man spoke in a hoarse voice. It was as if he was mumbling to himself, but also as if he was telling the world.
"But this tribe wanted to steal the Heavenly Vessel and was punished by the God of Berserkers. After nine days, nine hours, and nine breaths, all the Fire Berserkers other than the Berserkers were burnt to ashes and their souls scattered!
"But the Fire Berserkers were so strong that even after such a thing, the Berserker Berserker Tribe members did not die. They wanted to betray the Berserker God! "The moment the God punished them, the Berserker Berserker Berserker Tribe. The Berserker Berserker Berserker Berserker Berserker Berserker Clan was killed.
"That battle shook the heavens. The Elder of the Fire Berserkers might have died in battle, but before he died, he cast an Art that even the God of Berserkers would be wary of. It protected all the Berserkers in his tribe who had not died so that they could live forever!" A strange light appeared in the skinny old man's eyes. He raised his right hand, and his five withered fingers were immediately surrounded by black gas, which turned into ferocious ghostly figures.
"But he was wrong. He might have protected all the Berserkers in the Fire Berserker Tribe, but the God of Berserkers used the Eternal Creation Art to make all the Berserkers lose their human bodies and turn them into the Wings of the Blood Moon!
"From then on, they were reduced to Wings of the Moon that could never see the light of day, lost their minds, and only had bloodthirst! "Their resentment, hatred, anger, and sorrow turned into a monstrous grudge. Once every three years, the moon will be dyed red, turning the moon into blood so that they can come out once!
"Today, I, Black Mountain Tribe's Elder, Bi Tu, will help you!" The skinny old man let out a long, ghastly laugh. He bit the tip of his tongue and coughed out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, the small mountain formed by the countless blood-red stones under his feet exploded with a bang. The countless red stones flew into the air.
Black Mountain Tribe's Elder, Bi Tu, floated strangely in midair. He spread his arms wide, and madness and excitement appeared on his face.
The countless red stones spun rapidly in midair and formed a gigantic picture. The picture was circular, and within it was a crescent moon. The entire picture was crimson red.
"Wings of the Moon, wake up! Wake up from your long slumber!" Bi Tu coughed out another mouthful of blood. His blood turned into blood mist and fused into the gigantic picture in the sky, causing the picture to let out a loud rumbling sound. It exploded abruptly, turning into a large amount of red mist that spread outwards.
At that moment, the entire Dark Mountain trembled. The tremors were incredibly clear, as if the earth was shaking. It caused a commotion within Dark Mountain Tribe. It was the same for Dark Dragon Tribe.
At that moment, Su Ming, who was in Black Flame Mountain's cave, could clearly feel the entire mountain trembling. His expression changed. As it trembled, he could hear faint roars coming from the deeper parts of the cave. His heart trembled and he immediately gave up on the quenching process. He took a few steps back and crawled out of the cave. The moment his head popped out of the cave, he almost let out a cry of surprise. He saw the blood moon in the sky!
"Blood moon!" Su Ming's face instantly turned pale.
At the same time, a thick stench of blood immediately spread out from Black Flame Mountain. Su Ming did not dare hesitate. He knew about the blood moon and had even calculated the time it would appear.
Yet he did not expect that the blood moon would appear earlier!
He immediately turned around and went back into the cave through the small hole. He knew that if he was outside, there would be no place for him to hide. He would not make it in time either. Once he was back in the cave, he took out the horn as if he had gone mad and started chipping away at the wall beside him. The roars from deep within the cave became clearer. There were also other sounds mixed within it.
Su Ming's eyes were bloodshot. Fortunately, he was familiar with the place and the horn was incredibly sharp. In just a moment, he had dug out a hole. Su Ming immediately crawled in and used the stones he had dug out to block the entrance. He did not care about the heat coming from the temporary hole.
The moment he crawled into the hole, a gust of red mist rushed out from deep within the cave. Once it filled the entire cave, it spilled out from the exit. Su Ming could hear the roars clearly.
Under the light of the blood moon in the sky, the five summits of Dark Mountain erupted like a volcano. Loud rumbles shook the sky and a large amount of red mist erupted from the mountain.
That fog seemed to have always existed within the five summits of Dark Mountain. As it gushed out, it immediately covered the sky. Dark Dragon Mountain's fog seeped out from the cracks on the mountain. Some of it even gushed out from the spot where Su Ming had obtained Dark Dragon's Saliva. If Su Ming took a closer look, he would be able to see that the Dark Dragons had been chasing him all these years. The areas they did not dare to enter and had to avoid were the places where most of the fog gushed out!
It was the same for the other summits, especially Black Flame Mountain. The mist that erupted from it was even more shocking. As the mist filled the air, a buzzing sound reverberated in the air. There was also the sound of wings flapping mixed together, forming a terrifying sound of death!
Streaks of red shadows came out from the five mountains along with the mist. Sharp roars echoed through the world. Those red shadows were strange beasts with wings and red eyes. They were only the size of a palm, had six limbs, and had human faces. Their expressions were filled with madness and bloodlust.
They were the Wings of the Moon!
The Wings of the Moon were so dense that they covered the sky and the earth. There were at least tens of thousands of them. They covered the sky and the earth. As they let out piercing roars, they charged towards Black Mountain Tribe, Dark Mountain Tribe, Dark Dragon Tribe and all the other beasts in the forest.
They had no intelligence and were filled with hatred. They were bloodthirsty and only knew how to kill mercilessly. They drank fresh blood, especially the blood of the Berserker Tribe. It could make them go mad. They could even ignore the wild beasts and charge straight towards the Berserker Tribe.
The people of Dark Mountain Tribe were in an uproar. Terrified screams reverberated in the air. Chen Xin's face was pale. She held onto Bei Ling tightly. Bei Ling's face was also pale.
Lei Chen was in the distance. He was extremely agitated. The first thing he did was to look for Su Ming but he did not see him. He was not only worried, he was also shocked by the scene in the sky.
The panicking normal tribe members were immediately stopped by the Berserkers in the tribe. Gradually, all the people in the tribe turned their gazes towards the burning wooden platform and the person who was looking at the sky.
The elder's face was pale. It was just that no one could see it under the light of the fire. His pupils shrank. He saw the red mist in the distance and heard the faint crazed roars coming from it.
"How could this be … Not only did it happen earlier, even their numbers have increased by so much … There were only a few thousand of them in the past …" He took a deep breath and shouted without hesitation.
"Normal tribesmen, hide immediately. Berserkers, listen up. Take out all the meat you've stored, cut open your wounds, and wait for my orders!" The elder's body trembled slightly. He lowered his head and looked at his tribesmen before he closed his eyes.
The same scene was happening in Dark Dragon Tribe as well. Bai Ling looked around at her clansmen who were listening to her elder's orders in fear. The fear in her eyes deepened.
She would never forget what happened nine years ago when she was still a child. She saw one of her playmates being captured by countless Wings of the Moon before he left. That playmate cried shrilly as he disappeared into the mist and was dragged into Dark Mountain. What awaited him was only a slow death.
The blood moon in the sky was faintly discernible under the cover of the fog. However, the red shadows that whizzed past the fog gradually approached. The large number of Wings of the Moon split into three groups and headed straight for the three nearby tribes.
In Dark Mountain Tribe, the elder stared at the sky. The moment the Wings of the Moon closed in, he swung the bone staff in his right hand. Immediately, the sea of fire beneath him spread out and covered the entire tribe. However, there was something strange about the sea of fire. It did not burn the plants and houses. Instead, it surrounded the tribe as if it did not exist.
"Throw the meat!" The elder let out a low growl, and immediately, the Berserkers in the tribe threw the bloody wild beasts into the sky in fear.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
