Swoosh ~
The dark ship carried Han Lang to the entrance of a space. This was the residence of the legendary tribe Sirius a long time ago. Now, it had long been abandoned. There were no flags or stone tablets used by the tribe at the entrance. There was only an empty energy barrier.
Han Lang got off the dark warship and came to the barrier.
Whoosh ~
The white energy barrier opened automatically. It was obvious that someone had been waiting and watching him. Han Lang frowned slightly and then walked in.
Cemetery.
The former residence of the Sirius Tribe had long been replaced by a large cemetery. Unlike the customs of Earth, there were no tombstones in this cemetery. All the deceased had no names and would not be remembered by future generations.
A cold wind blew, making the space full of cemeteries even more desolate. Speaking of the Sirius Tribe, they should have been the great benefactors of all the tribal residents. After all, they risked their lives to explore the entire cursed land. However, after they left, no tribe remembered to visit the graves of their benefactors. This showed how prevalent the law of the jungle was in the tribal area.
Boom ~
Han Lang suddenly heard an explosion behind him. When he turned around, he found that the entrance to the dimension had disappeared.
Han Lang had already expected that the person who kidnapped Xiao Bao would control him, so he did not panic. Instead, he continued to walk deeper into the graveyard until he saw a huge grave that stood like a small mountain in the middle of the graveyard. Finally, he heard the kidnapper's voice.
"Stop!" The voice shouted. Han Lang felt that the voice was a little familiar, but he could not remember where he had heard it.
"Very good. Just like I thought, you are a man of your word. I have been watching you. If you hadn't come alone but brought someone else, you wouldn't have been able to enter this space. You wouldn't have been able to see that little Aqua Nether," the voice continued.
"He has been watching me?" Han Lang thought to himself, 'This is not a simple task. As the chief designer of the giant Pantheon Corporation, 9527's work on the base may not be flawless, but it's at least meticulous.'
Even so, he still knew Han Lang's every move. This was very strange. How did he carry out his investigation? Even 9527 was fooled.
In any case, Han Lang felt lucky that he did not tell others about this. Otherwise, he would have harmed Xiao Bao.
"I am already here. What do you want?" Han Lang said loudly.
"What do you want?" The voice laughed loudly and said, "Han Lang, oh Han Lang, you've already entered the death zone I've prepared for you, yet you're still so arrogant. Don't you know how to write the word 'death'?"
Han Lang puckered his lips and said, "Cut the crap. I'm here to exchange myself for Little Bao. I'll stay, you let him go!"
Hahahaha ~
The laughter continued. In the distance, behind the largest tomb, a figure slowly walked out.
"Xiao Bao!" Han Lang saw Xiao Bao in his hand and shouted loudly.
It was an old man. He had very, very long black hair that almost reached the ground, completely covering his face. He was tall and sturdy, and his steps were powerful.
Xiao Bao was in his embrace, trembling like a puppy. This person used his rough hands to continuously stroke Xiao Bao, while Xiao Bao stared at Han Lang, not daring to resist at all.
Around Xiao Bao's neck, there was a golden collar that emitted a cold light. Perhaps it was a technique to control Xiao Bao.
Xiao Bao was like a child. He was afraid, but he was also happy that Han Lang had really come to save him alone. However, he soon realized that Han Lang's righteousness was likely to put him in an irrecoverable situation, so he could no longer be happy. He pouted his lips and tears flowed down his cheeks.
"Don't cry. I swore that as long as I'm alive, no one can touch you," Han Lang said in a deep voice.
Xiao Bao cried even harder. It was unknown whether he was wronged or sad.
"You're going to save him? Think about how you're going to save yourself first! This space has been isolated by me, and this Little Aqua is already under my control. I know you're very good at using tricks that others can't think of, but you'd better be careful. Do you see the golden collar around his neck? As long as I make a move, or you get within ten meters of him, the collar will detonate and blow this little thing into pieces! "
"Trust me. You don't want to see a dead Aqua."
Han Lang gritted his teeth and said, "I trust you, but what do you want? Please state it. If I even blink, I'll be treated as a coward!"
"Hahahaha!"
The strange long-haired man laughed wildly. He pointed at Han Lang and said sternly, "What a stubborn Han Lang! Since you're happy, then I'm happy too!
"What I want is very simple. I want you to die! Not to be killed, but to be tortured to death!
"From now on, you're not allowed to fight back, and you're not allowed to use the Flying Feather Bow! Otherwise, this little thing will be buried with you! "
"I promise you!" Han Lang did not hesitate and replied in an even louder voice. Before he came, he had already prepared for the worst. It was just that he was not allowed to fight back. Han Lang did not even need to think before he agreed.
"Wah!"
Xiao Bao finally cried out. He saw that Han Lang had actually agreed to such cruel conditions in order to save him. He could not help but burst into tears. He felt that he had harmed Han Lang.
And this was Han Lang!
A warrior from a small place like Earth could achieve his current status only because of Han Lang's unique superpower? Was it because he was talented enough? Was it because of his intelligence and calculations?
It was neither.
There were only two important things in Jianghu: loyalty and having many brothers!
Han Lang's brothers did not make friends with him because of his talent, but because he was stubborn enough! He was loyal enough!
Regardless of whether it was a person or a Aqua, Han Lang would step forward bravely when needed. He would not hesitate to go through fire and water!
"Do you know who I am?"
Another voice sounded from the other side of the largest tomb. It was younger and colder.
Han Lang looked at the person who had appeared later and said calmly, "Although I've never seen you before, I think you must be Lion Six of the Griffin Tribe."
"We've never met before. How do you know?" Lion Six asked curiously.
"It's very simple. You have the Griffin Tribe's Winged Wild Lion Gold Plate. As far as I know, other people who have such things are either missing or dead," Han Lang said in a deep voice.
Lion Six's voice gradually became gloomy. He said, "Since you already know who I am, you should be able to guess what will happen next. I will now take revenge on you. I will use your blood as a sacrifice to my tribe and my family!
"Resurrect! You sleeping people, kill him for me! "
Resurrect!?
Han Lang was stunned when he heard this. This seemed to be the method that Shi Feiying used to resurrect the dead. Could it be that Lion Six wanted to …
* Boom *
* Boom *
* Boom *
Before Han Lang could react, the worst situation had already occurred. White skeletal arms stretched out from the nameless tombs. The arms forcefully pulled the tombs open, and the whole body was pulled out of the tombs!
Lion Six had the same black light on his body as Shi Feiying. It was this strange light that had resurrected the dead on the battlefield. However, Lion Six was even more powerful. He did not resurrect a corpse, but a skeleton!
As everyone knew, the strong were immortal. These tombs were filled with the corpses of the dead warriors of the Sirius Star Tribe. Although they were not strong enough to be immortal, their bones were far stronger than ordinary people because of the Source Power accumulated in their bodies and the years of cultivation.
Even though they had been buried for several eras, it was only their bodies that had decayed. Their bones were still as hard as the best warriors, harder than steel!
One, two, three, four …
Countless skeletons were resurrected one after another under Lion Six's summons. They were the strongest army of the tribe in the past, the most elite scouts in history!
Now that they had become skeletons, they were still powerful!
Lion Six was panting. He was still young and not the old lion that had become a spirit. Resurrecting these skeletons was a huge burden on him.
However, Lion Six's eyes were still full of spirit, full of desire for revenge. As long as Han Lang was alive, this desire would not be resolved.
The attack began, and Han Lang suddenly found that he was facing an unprecedented desperate situation.
Ever since his debut, Han Lang's talent and the path he had taken, which was completely different from other warriors, had caused his combat power to increase crazily.
Most of the time, Han Lang was an existence that only knew how to beat people, not take a beating!
However, today, he could not fight back. He could only rely on his Demon Taoist footwork to dodge. Countless sharp claws were pouncing on him every second.
As the number of skeletons increased, Han Lang's situation became more and more difficult.
It was difficult to dodge and not attack. Now, Han Lang was facing a group of enemies who had once had a super keen sense of smell and judgment.
The Sirius Star Tribe was the most powerful and outstanding group of warriors in the history of the tribe. In addition to their outstanding combat power, their judgment of the timing of a battle was also superior. A good tiger could not resist a pack of wolves. Even though Han Lang's Demon Taoist footwork was very impressive, he still became more and more tired under the heavy siege.
Han Lang wanted to kill the strange long-haired man and Lion Six to break out of this damn deadlock!
However, he could not do this. He could not even get within ten meters of them. If he did, the collar around Xiao Bao's neck would be detonated, and that was an outcome that Han Lang could not accept.
* Puchi *
The sharp claws left a dark red trail of blood on Han Lang's face, but Han Lang did not make a sound.
* Puchi *
A claw suddenly emerged from the ground and grabbed Han Lang's ankle. Blood gushed out, and Han Lang became limping.
He must not give up until the end!
He swore to protect Xiao Bao!
If he could not even do this, what kind of man would he be!?
Han Lang desperately warned himself in his heart that he would not fight back. Even if he was covered in cuts and bruises, he would not give up!
In the eyes of some people, promises were a fart. Not only did they not respect their own promises, but they also thought that those who kept their promises were all fools.
Han Lang would not do that, even if many people laughed at him for being stupid. Today, he would fight for his hometown until he was covered in scars, and tomorrow, he would kill until blood flowed like a river for his brothers.
However, Han Lang felt that people always had things they cared about, right? If a person could not even protect the existence they cared about, and could not even keep the promises they made, then there was really no meaning in living!
If others laughed at Han Lang for being a fool, then Han Lang would be willing to be a fool. As long as he felt that it was worth it, who the hell cared about what others thought!
In this life, he had come to this world, not to listen to other people's opinions!
An hour passed, and the ground was stained with blood.
Two hours passed, and Han Lang's body was covered in scars.
Three hours passed, and Han Lang, who was surrounded by tens of thousands of skeleton soldiers who were the most powerful and knew how to seize the opportunity, had become shaky, but he still stood firm!
His eyes were still bright, and his brain was still thinking frantically. There was no sign of him giving up!
Persevere!
Persevere!
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