Why did the big seabirds store water? Of course, it was to extinguish the flames on Du Feng's body. They finally realized that Du Feng's abnormal flying speed and terrifying lethality all came from the pair of flaming wings behind him. As long as he extinguished the flames, there would be no threat.
What a strong suction force. Hundreds of big seabirds sucked at the same time. Even the clouds next to them were emptied. It turned out that being so fat was still somewhat useful. At least the capacity in its stomach was big enough.
Haha, it turned out that birds also had brains. Du Feng did not escape, but stayed in place and looked at them calmly. When they were all full, he directly accelerated and rushed over. Since they wanted to compete, he would play with them.
The big seabirds seemed to have expected that Du Feng would not escape, and when he rushed over, they made the final blow. They shrank their stomach, opened their mouths, and sprayed out a water arrow. More than a hundred water arrows shot at Du Feng at the same time.
"Stupid bird, you are courting death!"
Du Feng was not in a hurry. He avoided the water arrows in front of him and rushed into the group of seabirds. Then, he let the water arrows hit his wings, with no intention of dodging at all. What a joke, the fire on the wings was the fire of the phoenix. Although it was not pure enough, it was not something that ordinary water could extinguish. The water contained in the clouds in the sky, to put it bluntly, was the rain that fell from below. If the magnificent phoenix fire wings could be extinguished by rain, it would be the biggest joke in the world.
"Boom …"
Sure enough, after the water arrows hit the wings, not only did they not extinguish the flames, but they burned even more fiercely. It was like a pile of burning firewood was poured with a few cans of gasoline. Even those water arrows were ignited by the phoenix fire.
"Ga, ga, ga …"
Many big seabirds did not have time to dodge and were splashed by the flames. Soon, their whole body was on fire, and they cried in pain and fell. Below them was a wasteland between the cities, and occasionally there were some poor desolate people living there. The identity of these desolate people was very awkward. They had the appearance of human beings, and they also had a meeting. However, they were very weak, and their lives were very bitter. They could not enter the city, and they could not defeat the surrounding demonic beasts. Even if they gained intelligence, they would not be able to live as comfortably as those brainless demonic beasts. At least the demonic beasts were not afraid of death. They could run around and eat whatever they came across.
And these Demon Race Desolate Dwellers were mostly weak animals. Threatened by the surrounding demonic beasts, they had no choice but to hide in the small stone village. Occasionally, they could catch some weaker animals to eat. Due to years of drought, even the nearby trees had withered and died. If there was nothing to eat, they would really starve to death.
They were kneeling on the ground, praying for rain. After praying for a while, they looked up at the sky. He happened to see a few huge objects descending from the sky.
"Plop! Thump! "
The Desolate Men were dumbfounded when the few large seabirds that had been burnt to a crisp fell to the ground. It was such a big and fat seabird, and it was already roasted. It fell from so high up in the sky and landed in their village. It was really a holy item given to them by the heavens.
"Mom, I'm hungry!"
Looking at the roasted seabirds, the Desolate Men didn't dare to move at first. That was because they didn't know what the heavens' decree was. However, the aroma of barbecued meat was simply too appetizing. A little girl couldn't help but say what she was thinking.
"Eat, we will talk after we are full."
The little girl's words stimulated the nerves of all the Desolate Men. Anyway, they were trapped in the tribe and couldn't get out. They would rather die of poison than starve to death. All of them pounced forward and used small knives to cut the meat piece by piece to eat. The seabirds were fat and huge, each one heavier than a water buffalo. The Desolate Men ate to their heart's content.
Keke, this is interesting! Du Feng chased away the remaining seabirds. He focused his gaze and looked down, just in time to see the starving Desolate Men. Although these Demon Race Desolate Men were all skinny and yellow from hunger. But they had one thing in common, which was that they were really close to humans.
Maybe it was because their Beast Race bodies were weak, so they maintained their human form. Although their combat strength wasn't strong, they were really close to humans. Those simple spears and bows should be tools that they made themselves. There were also thatched huts and walls that they built with their own hands. They didn't look like violent demon cultivators, but more like a group of humans who had met with misfortune.
Du Feng suddenly had a strange thought. Could it be that the ancestors of human beings had evolved from the Demon Clan? Why did it feel like these Demon Race Desolate Men were more like normal humans? They knew how to use tools and knew how to work together. It was just that they didn't have strong bodies and didn't have cultivation techniques or combat techniques that could make them stronger.
Thinking about this, Du Feng used a Spiritual Rain Technique. A light drizzle fell from the sky. Although it couldn't solve any big problems, it could at least let the Desolate Men in the tribe have water to drink. Looking at the many earthen jars and water tanks on the ground, they should be used to store water.
"It's raining, the heavens really have eyes."
The Desolate Men all knelt on the ground and worshipped the sky. As Demon Cultivators, why didn't they worship their own Demon Emperor? Why did they worship the heavens? Although Du Feng was high up, he didn't want to accept their worship. Thus, he spread his wings and flew away. He didn't know what changes his actions would bring to the Desolate Men in the tribe. He also didn't know that his actions had caused trouble.
The Demon Emperor had ordered that no one was to help the Desolate Men. Because they were weak, they had to suffer. If they couldn't take it, then there was only one path for them, which was to die. Originally, the Desolate Men in the tribe should have starved to death today. After they starved to death, the tribe would be attacked by monster beasts. Then, there would be a real Demon Cultivator army to force back the beasts and occupy the land. Then, they would start to build a large scale city.
The Demon Emperor seemed to want to protect his reputation, so he never allowed his Demon Cultivator generals to chase away or kill the Desolate Men. After all, the Desolate Men were his people. However, he never helped them and left them to fend for themselves. As long as they died, their corpses would be eaten by the monster beasts. Naturally, there would be space for them.
"What did you say? Someone is raining on the Kaji tribe and even giving them food?"
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