Ji Hao and all human earls and marquis were mobilized. All large human clans sent their armies to build a ten-thousand dragons water-sealing magic formation, suppressing the water-kind armies that tried to take advantage of the situation, and cleaning out those underwater cities that had been stirring up troubles.
The water-sealing magic formations were completed one after another, and the watery mist in the sky dissipated. Without those water-kind creatures, the sun reappeared in the sky, shining on the mountains and hills, lighting up the valleys and woods, dispelling the coldness brought by the flood.
The flood receded gradually. People who had been hiding in caves, clinging to the branches of ancient trees, or building boats or rafts to drift with the water, tremblingly left their hiding places and returned to their homes while crying thunderously.
Houses were washed away, farmlands were destroyed, and large livestock that didn't have enough time to carry with them were drowned to death. Their homes, which were warm and safe, were now empty. Except for the small amount of food they brought with them when they fled, all food stored in the clan was washed away.
"Oh my god!"
Cries and shouts could be heard from every corner of Midland. Countless elderly people, who had been through all kinds of hardships, kneeled on the ground, raised their hands, looked at the blue sky, and let out despairing cries.
Before, when they lacked food, these elderly people could sacrifice themselves for their clans. According to the tradition that had been passed down through generations, they would hide in the woods, find a place where the wind could gather, and quietly starve to death, saving food for the young and healthy people of their clans.
But this time, they didn't have any hope at all.
The rations they carried with them were almost all eaten up. The stored food in the tribe's storehouse was washed clean. The crops in the fields were washed away without a trace. The edible wild fruits in the forest were also wiped out because of the flood.
"God, you're not giving us any chance to survive!"
Howls and cries could be heard from all directions. Even those strong warriors in the clan looked around in confusion, not knowing what they should do. Without food, even if they were strong enough to subdue dragons and tigers, they would be softened by starvation for three to five days!
What was even more despairing was that after the flood, those poisonous beasts, who were also hungry, rushed out of the woods.
These venomous snakes and ferocious beasts had a much stronger ability to survive in the water than humans. Even humans could struggle to survive in the water, let alone these venomous insects and ferocious beasts. Poisonous bugs and wild beasts, which were about to go crazy from hunger, darted around. They cleverly avoided those wild beasts, which were also about to go crazy from hunger, and cast their eyes on the weak human beings.
Beast tides broke out everywhere. Countless villages and towns were attacked by poisonous insects and ferocious beasts.
"Oh my god! Are you trying to end our family line? "
On a simple fence wall, a three-meter-tall human Senior Magus howled crazily while wielding a steel axe and chopped a saber-toothed tiger, which pounced on him, into two. Before he could collect the trophies, two black snake-toothed leopards rushed up and snatched away the two pieces of the saber-toothed tiger's body before he could. Then, they retreated far away and tore them apart.
Swallowing a large amount of meat and blood, the two snake-toothed leopards gradually regained their strength. The power vibrations released from their bodies soared, and their dark-green eyes shone with a fierce light. They stared at the human Senior Magus, who was standing on the fence wall and had slightly trembling limbs.
Tens of senior-level beasts had been circling around this hastily built fence wall. In the sky, hundreds of fierce birds had been hovering, letting out shrill caws from time to time. Further away, a nest of purely red poisonous snakes had been sticking out their forked tongues, with highly poisonous saliva flowing out of the corners of their mouths, greedily looking at the tens of thousands of human beings in the fence wall.
This human village was not strong. Among the tens of thousands of people, only less than ten Senior Magi were standing on the fence wall. They were expressionlessly looking at those fierce birds and wild beasts. They were soaked in sweat, with hot air puffing out of their bodies. Every stream of hot air took away the last bit of strength from their bodies.
"Fight to the death!" A Senior Magus raised the pure steel spear held in his hand and growled out, then started singing a simple and desolate battle song.
"Fight to the death!" The few Senior Magi raised their weapons one after another, singing the battle song that had been passed down by their ancestors, generation after generation, along with the tune of their companions. The song was simple and desolate, filled with endless despair. It was a song that only people who had fallen into a land of death, and had no hope left, would sing.
Back in the prehistorical era, when human ancestors were hunted and devoured by countless prehistorical beasts, they held their heads high and puffed out their chests, singing this song to die.
When volcanoes erupted, earthquakes happened, the human ancestors sang this song, fending against natural disasters with their fragile bodies, and covering the retreat of their clansmen.
When the plague spread and the ground was covered in dead bodies, human Maguspriests sang this song and went deep into the woods to taste all kinds of plants. Countless Maguspriests were poisoned to death by highly poisonous plants, but they also found the antidote.
When the non-humankind descended from the outer space and slaughtered countless human beings, turning them into slaves and pigs, Emperor Xuanyuan raised his sword high and led human warriors to gather from all directions. Singing the same song, they wore coarse leather armors and carried simple wooden shields, holding their heads high and chests puffed out, facing the sharp blades and spears of the non-humankind.
This battle song had been passed down since the prehistorical era. Only when a clan lost all hope and was about to be wiped out, human warriors, who had inherited the ancient inheritance, would sing this battle song and fight to the death against the enemies!
Either all the enemies would die here, or all of them would die here.
Inside the fence wall, those people, who were starving to the point that their limbs were softened, stood up tremblingly with their teeth gnashed. They carried their weapons and slowly climbed up the fence, panting and sweating as they looked at the ferocious beasts and birds around them.
The battle song grew louder and louder, and the sense of death grew stronger and stronger.
The fierce birds and beasts roared and screeched uneasily. They felt a strong sense of danger from these weak humans. The hunger and the sense of danger stimulated these beasts and poisonous bugs, making them more and more restless.
When a group of beasts attempted to rush up the fence wall, golden light spots descended from the sky.
Every golden light spot landed on the ground and quickly transformed into a golden lotus, swaying in the wind. The lotuses bloomed, and inside each golden lotus was a handsome man, who was wearing a long robe, sitting with crossed legs and chanting a spell.
A sense of calmness spread out. The fierce birds in the sky all dropped to the ground with their claws and teeth curled up. The wild beasts on the ground lowered their heads and kowtowed to the men in Daoist robes in the golden lotuses. All the poisonous snakes curled up their bodies, no longer looking as ferocious as they did a moment ago.
Two handsome men in white robes swaggered over from a distance away. With a single step, they could cover three to five miles. Their bodies flashed across the air, and soon reached to the fence wall.
A handsome man smiled faintly and said to the stunned people on the fence, "Our Master Teacher is a merciful man. He knows that the people here are in trouble, so he sent us here to subdue the wild beasts and relieve you of your sufferings."
He took out a portrait and unfolded it. On the three-feet-long scroll, Priest Hua and Priest Mu were standing side by side.
"Come and join us. Read the name of our Master Shifu day and night. Then, you will all be fed and clothed, and no evil will ever trouble you again!"
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