Few people were capable of flying freely in midair and cutting and controlling the parachutes precisely. Most of the parachutes were still shaking and drifting in the wind, landing in various parts of the city ruins recklessly.
When the parachutes were closer and closer to the ground, the howls from the depths of the ruins grew louder and louder.
Under the crimson moonlight, countless pairs of skinny hands extended out of the broken walls and the abyss of the ruins. They were no longer human beings but wild dogs that had been driven mad by hunger.
Boom!
Finally, boxes of assets fell to the ground in dull noises. The blossoming parachutes collapsed on the ground like wrinkled dead skin, turning into shocking marks.
"Aooooo!"
"Grab them! Grab them!"
The sinners had appeared!
With saliva dripping from their mouths, their eyes beaming, their foreheads full of interconnecting veins, and their hands and feet cramping beyond their control, they crawled out of the ruins like ghosts and lunged at the parachutes without caring about anything.
Li Yao even saw that some people, in order to increase their speed in the rugged ruins, simply ran on all fours with their backs hunched, like ferocious beasts.
A gory battle immediately broke out.
In order to fight for the hope of survival in the next year, even the white-haired old women and the children who were still wet behind their ears would turn into deranged devils. They punched and kicked, smashed with stones, stabbed with iron nails, bit with their teeth, and scratched with their fingernails until their fingernails were bleeding, trying to drag the heavy assets to their direction.
The thick ropes of the parachutes cut deeply into their thin bodies and almost cut them in half from the shoulders, but they did not feel anything at all. With a satisfied smile on their faces, they did not stop until they were pushed down by other people who looked like beasts.
The old, the weak, the women, and the children were already in such a state. The battles among the middle-aged warriors were even more intense.
Chainswords cut people in half, and the vibrations of the battle shattered people's internal organs into clusters of blood. The electric axes did not make any sound, but the spluttering noises when they were imprinted on flesh like soldering iron were enough to make anyone who heard them have nightmares for ten days and ten nights. But none of the noises could compare to the cries and howls of the bloodthirsty people.
In the senses of Li Yao's soul, the magnetic field of everyone's spiritual energy in the city ruins was a mess, like highly dangerous turbulence.
He even saw that some people had activated their spiritual energy to the maximum, only to explode themselves before they attacked the enemy!
The blast that was almost as powerful as the explosion of the Core Formation Stage swept out. Even the eighty or so brawny men who were fighting for the treasures were blown away. They crashed into the ragged rocks and broken walls brutally, and it was obvious that they were not going to survive.
There was only a shallow crater at the center where crimson steam was still popping up. The muscular man who lost control of his spiritual energy at the beginning was completely obliterated. Not even his bones were left.
Such a scene was not unusual in the Bliss Ceremony. When a sinner lost control of his spiritual energy and was blown to pieces, more sinners would activate their messy techniques to the maximum without caring about anything and roar to fill the gap.
"It's collapsing! It's collapsing! "
Right then, countless people were shouting inside the ruins. As it turned out, a skyscraper hundreds of meters tall that had been on the verge of collapse in the first place finally could not withstand the fights right next to the foundation anymore. It slowly tilted and collapsed in earsplitting noises!
The overwhelming smoke and dust swept across more than half of the ruins. A lot of people were smashed into meat paste. More people were screaming miserably in the rebars and rocks. Some of them even took out gas masks and put them on, stepping on the bodies of their companions and their enemies to continue fighting!
Perhaps, there were only a few places where the sinners did not fight each other the moment they met.
They were large wooden boxes whose ropes and even the covers of the umbrellas had been cut apart in midair. They were falling so fast that they were smashed apart when they hit the ground, revealing the white, fragrant compressed food inside.
The compressed food was often made of animal fat, dried fruits that contained high energy, and all kinds of additives. It carried an exotic fragrance that could drive anyone crazy.
The normal way to eat it was to cut off a small piece and boil it in water, turning it into a bowl of thick paste. One bowl was enough to ensure a sinner's high-intensity training and hunting all day long.
However, when it came to the Bliss Ceremony, it meant that the assets acquired in the previous year's Bliss Ceremony had been consumed for a whole year and had run out.
Many sinners in the barren villages had been driven crazy by hunger.
Smelling the scent of the compressed food, their eyeballs were almost exploding. They all charged forward without bothering anything and gnawed on the compressed food.
Just like that, countless sinners surrounded the ragged wooden boxes and wolfed down the food. Very soon, some of them were cramping on the ground while foaming at the mouth. Their stomachs were bulging, as if a ball was expanding crazily inside.
It was the Bliss Ceremony. It was the 'gospel' that the 'angels' granted to the sinners!
"Warriors of the Village of Peace, let's go!"
Half of the city was a frozen ocean, and the other half was a fiery prison. The city ruins outside of the red line were already a mess, but there was still nothing but indifference and silence inside the red line.
The Village of Peace boasted the best equipment and the strongest warriors. The assets that they had accumulated in the past few years were not entirely used up, either. At the very least, they could all have a full meal before they set off. Naturally, they were not as miserable as the other sinners.
They did not fight for the food like headless flies but observed the situation calmly. It was not until the chaotic sinners gradually moved toward the red line that 'Blood Eagle' Zhao Lie gave an order from the command tower.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
A hundred rusted, lifeless caterpillar tractors that were embedded with iron plates and nails were driven all the way to the red line.
Between two caterpillar tractors were a couple of warriors of the Village of Peace. They were all tall, brawny men. Every one of them was holding an iron shield the size of a door. The bottom of the shield was a wedge-shaped protrusion that stabbed into the ground heavily, making them as unshakable as iron towers.
Every brawny man was bashing the iron shield with a hammer in a regular pattern. After every three bashes, they would shout at the same time, "Peace! Peace! "
Their soundwaves swept out like tides.
Another dozen or so caterpillar vehicles, whose turrets had been dismantled, were installed with the largest searchlights. Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! They illuminated the red line clearly with the strong light before they pierced straight into the road beyond the red line.
Whoever dared to charge from the other side of the red line would be dazzled by the searchlights first, and there would be nowhere for them to hide their movements.
They knew when to advance and when to retreat. It was indeed the demeanor of a strong army.
After the iron wall was established, the old, weak, women, and children in the rear were able to pick up the assets in peace. They had occupied the most spacious territory. They were all on the same side, and there was no need to kill each other. Naturally, their efficiency was very high.
During the meantime, some of the crazed sinners intended to break into the red line, only to be caught by the brawny men of the Village of Peace. After their hands and feet were broken, they were thrown back with the 'catapults'. There was no telling whether or not they were still alive.
"Zhao Lie does have some tricks up his sleeve. It seems that there won't be a fight in the Bliss Ceremony this time."
Han Te, the Coloured Glaze, and Li Yao joined the team to carry the assets. The young man bit his lips regretfully.
Li Yao's soul, however, sensed the feeble change of the wind. Looking at the parachutes that were slowly falling from the sky, he calculated quickly and said coldly, "Not necessarily. There may be some changes."
Right then, the wind began to blow.
At first, it was an insignificant breeze. Then, the speed of the wind gradually increased, raising dust that covered more than half of the city ruins. Even the bloody Flower of the Other Shore in the sky was vaguely visible in the hazy mist and swaying in the wind.
At this moment, the largest batch of parachutes had been released.
More than a thousand parachutes slowly opened like the eyes of a thousand demons.
On the Heavenly Rails, redness was flashing, reminding the sinners down below that it was the last batch of assets.
Together with the parachutes that had been thrown down from the front and were still falling slowly, more than half of the assets were floating in midair.
The wind, on the other hand, was blowing toward the red line, which was the 'territory' of the Village of Peace.
Swept by the wind, more than half of the parachutes were drifting toward the Village of Peace unsteadily.
The sounds of fighting on the red line grew softer and softer, leaving only intermittent moans and screams.
All the sinners opened their mouths and waved their hands in vain, watching tremendous assets fall into the hands of the Village of Peace on the other side of the red line.
The people who had been fighting each other fiercely a moment ago were staring at each other in silence with bloodshot eyes.
It was perhaps the most unbalanced year of assets in the past twenty years.
At least two thirds of the assets had fallen into the hands of the Village of Peace.
The remaining dozens of villages were fighting each other fiercely. Even after dozens of lives were sacrificed, they could only fight for the pitiful one third of the assets.
Silence. The dark city ruins on the other side of the red line were caught in a dangerous silence.
If they did not die in silence, they would explode in silence!
Li Yao's soul could sense fiendish flames that were rising slowly from the darkness on the other side of the red line. They were dashing higher and higher until they were almost burning up the entire city ruins.
They could not survive. The sinners of so many villages could not survive with only one third of the assets.
Damn it. The Village of Peace is too damn. We can only take one third of the assets after fighting hard, but they can take two thirds of the assets while watching the show.
Let's go! Let's go!
This cannot go on. The Village of Peace cannot be allowed to be so arrogant anymore!
I'm told that the Village of Peace is coming to destroy us very soon. Let's go together and kill them first!
The sinners looked at each other and whispered to each other like devils.
Huchi. Huchi. Huchi. Huchi.
Under the pale illumination of the searchlight, a sinner in ragged clothes with a bloody head and a ferocious face appeared.
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