Deep in the crescent moon mountain.
The scene of withered yellow was even more frequent. The dry land was covered with cracks. Although there were many withered yellow trees still standing tall, it gave people a kind of desolate and dead desert.
A quiet village was located in the crescent moon mountain. Layers of small buildings with two or three stories were built on the side of the mountain, forming a terraced field.
Smoke curled up.
There were no demonic beasts around.
It was a quiet and peaceful village. But if someone saw the people in the village, they would inevitably frown.
Some people wore black robes and masks. Some looked indifferent and hurried by. Most of them were just ordinary villagers with fanatical faces, like devout believers who could sacrifice anything.
East of the village.
Two Fourth Era awakeners wearing retro yellowish-brown robes were hiding under the shade of a tree, watching the crowd coming and going. One of them looked middle-aged, and the other was in his early thirties. Both of them wore a badge representing the Church of the Apocalypse's bishop on their chests.
"Uncle, when will it be our turn to sacrifice? I can't wait to break through to become a Transcendent!"
The man in his early thirties said.
The middle-aged man shook his head gently, "Using blood sacrifice to break through is just a bad choice. The strength after breaking through is not comparable to a true Transcendent. It will exhaust all your potential. It's not worth it."
"But … didn't the Church promise us that if we make a great contribution, they will give us a chance to break through? And the Church often orders their subordinates to bring children with high aptitude. If it's not for blood sacrifice, it can't be for training dead warriors. "
"Dead warriors?" The middle-aged man patted his nephew's shoulder, "You're still too young. With the Church's strength, why would they need dead warriors? I guess those children with high aptitude are also used for sacrifice, but not to improve their strength."
"Our family's blood sacrifice method selects high-rank hunters. If we want to break through to become a Transcendent, we need at least ten thousand hunters above the Tenth Awakening Stage. Supplemented with other materials, we can reduce the sacrifice requirement. Even so, with our current conditions, it's impossible to gather all of them. It's possible in a few years.
But the Church's choice of sacrifice is just the opposite. Instead, they choose weak and young children. There's one thing I don't understand. With the strength of the Church, it's not difficult to take down Tiannan Province and Xilin Province. But they don't seem to be in a hurry. "
"It's for better governance. Now the Church's personnel are limited. When they continue to grow, they can even take them down without bloodshed."
The young man expressed his opinion.
The middle-aged man stomped his feet, and the trees behind him trembled. Leaves fluttered down, and a visible yellowish color could be seen by the naked eye.
"Look at the environment under our feet and think about the doctrine of the God Sect. It's not to rule, but to destroy."
He sighed and then lowered his voice, "Haven't you noticed that since the Church's headquarters was located here, it has never been harassed by demonic beasts? The ruler of the God Sect's belief, I guess … is also a real existence. "
The young man narrowed his eyes.
The middle-aged man's words gradually became fanatical. "The world is destined to be destroyed. Even if Gu Ling was as strong as he was in the past, he couldn't change his fate. But we're the opposite. As long as we can truly become a part of the God Sect, we can break through the Transcendents and ascend to a higher peak. There are endless possibilities …"
The murmurs gradually faded away.
His fanatical expression returned to normal, just like the expressionless people in the village. However, there was a trace of madness in the depths of his eyes that could not be erased.
…
Crescent Moon Mountain.
In order to eliminate the Cult of the End, Ping Liang Shelter had mobilized a total of 8,000 Awakened. In addition to the 1,500 Awakened who stayed behind, there were more than 6,000 people who entered the mountain.
It was a black patch. If they had enough time, they could turn this crescent moon mountain upside down.
"Our time is limited. We must find the Cult's headquarters before other shelters!"
Only in this way could they regain their lost face. More importantly, whether the Cult of the End had a secret treasure or a method of blood sacrifice breakthrough, they must find it and hold it firmly in their hands.
At that time, their own strength, including the shelter's strength, would advance by leaps and bounds.
Ping Liang Shelter's leader thought so.
He personally led the 1,000 most elite hunters to speed up their pace, crossing mountains and rivers, cutting down trees and stones that blocked their way, and kept advancing.
"There's someone over there!"
Ping Liang Shelter looked over.
There was a small hill in the distance. There were no trees, only a boulder standing on the top of the hill. And at this time, two people in tawny robes were standing on the boulder.
Their eyes met from afar.
Ping Liang Shelter's face lit up, "It must be the Cult's people."
He didn't lose his mind. He knew that those who dared to appear at this time must be strong. He immediately ordered, "Don't give them a chance to play guerrilla warfare. Team One and Team Two, outflank them from both sides. You guys follow me. Pay attention to restricting their movements. It's best to capture them alive and torture the location of the Cult's headquarters from their mouths!"
…
"It doesn't matter if we capture them alive or not. Defeat them quickly and prove that we're better than the others."
"Yes, Uncle."
While talking.
Among the thousands of hunters in the distance, dozens of people rushed forward at an extremely fast speed, running between the rugged rocks as if they were on flat ground. One of them raised his hand. On the boulder, under the feet of the uncle and nephew, a huge chessboard appeared.
The two people in tawny robes were like two pawns in a huge chessboard. They could move freely, but their mobility was greatly limited. No matter how they moved, they could only advance a small square on the chessboard.
Special ability, Heaven and Earth Chessboard.
"Interesting, but your strength … is too weak."
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and the binding force on the chessboard suddenly shattered. The hunter in the distance, his face flushed red, spat out a mouthful of blood, clutched his chest and knelt on the ground.
He stomped his foot, and the boulder suddenly sunk into a bowl-shaped pit, covered with dense cracks.
The middle-aged man was like an eagle flying low in the sky. In less than a breath's time, he appeared in front of Ping Liang's group of experts. With a punch with brass knuckles, the back of an expert at the peak of the ninth stage exploded with a bang. Blood and foam splattered everywhere. That expert was like a balloon that had its air sucked out, softly falling down.
One hit kill. The middle-aged man didn't stop moving.
Even the top combat power could only see a flash of afterimage in their eyes. Ordinary peak Ninth Stage experts were no match for him.
The young man also flew down from the boulder. Instead of rushing towards the experts, he crossed them and rushed into the hunter legion behind. Like a sheep in a tiger's flock, his sword flashed, and in an instant, several people were dismembered.
Ping Liang Shelter's eyes were red.
Didn't they say that there were only one or a few Fourth Era experts in the "Cult of the End"?
Obviously, they were only one of the 18 forces encircling and suppressing the cult. But now, even the cult was targeting Ping Liang Shelter.
Tree Shade and Sun City were fine. But now, even the evil sect was targeting their Ping Liang.
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