"What happened?" The cameraman turned his head to take a look and saw that the person who asked the question was a short Asian young man with a thin face who looked a little sickly. He shrugged and took a deep puff of his cigarette. Satisfied, he exhaled a cloud of choking smoke and said, "Go look at the news report, buddy. There's already everything on the Internet and TV now."
The Asian young man smiled and casually took out a few hundred-dollar bills from his pocket. "But I don't have so much time. How about this, sir? Why don't we make a deal?
I want to listen to the detailed first-hand information and you'll definitely sleep better after enjoying a top-notch Brazilian cigar after working all night. How about I give you the money to buy a cigar and you tell me what I want to know? What do you think? "
"Oh, that's a good proposal." Colile was stunned for a moment. Grinning, he took out a banknote from the banknote that Zhang Lisheng handed over and flicked it before putting it into his pocket. "However, a top-notch Brazilian cigar that can be bought on the market doesn't cost so much money. One is enough.
Alright, Mr. Generous, I actually don't know much. About two hours ago, not long after the last cruise from Shrimp B1 Island to the new New York port set sail, the natives in the human gathering place on the island suddenly began to attack the 'new immigrants' from the US.
When the attack happened, it was clearly seen by the passengers on the ferry that had just left the shore.
When they returned to the new port, the news naturally spread out. Then, about an hour ago, more than 100 Steel Warriors suddenly flew out of the New York military base. Looks like they're going to reinforce the garrison on Shrimp B1 Island.
Then, ten minutes ago, the federal government officially confirmed that the US people on Shrimp B1 Island have been attacked by the Shrimp World No. 2's aborigines. The number of casualties has exceeded 2,500 and more than 7,000 are seriously injured. That's all the information we have now. "
"So, it's the natives who took the initiative to attack us humans and the attack happened two hours ago?" Zhang Lisheng confirmed.
"Yes. If it's the official statement, it might be a little exaggerated but these two things were spread by the 'new immigrants' who were lucky enough to escape so it should be absolutely true."
"Oh, you're right. Thank you." Zhang Lisheng nodded thoughtfully and turned to leave the noisy crowd.
"What a strange fellow." Watching him walking further away, Colile curled his lips and threw away the cigarette butt in his hand. Turning around, he turned on the camera and began to take pictures, editing them into photo news. At this time, Zhang Lisheng had already returned to the dark wilderness next to the new port by following the original path.
Cautiously looking around, the young man took off his clothes and transformed into a three-meter-tall green-scaled giant with the wyrmdragon's strength. He dug a deep pit on the ground and buried his clothes and shoes in it. Then, he summoned a cloud and flew into the sky.
The night sky was clear and cloudless. Specks of starlight accompanied the bright moon hanging high in the sky. Zhang Lisheng rode on the clouds to drive the only cloud in the sky and flew towards the direction where the bright light was shining in the distance. After 30 minutes, he could clearly see the scene of about 300 spiritual monsters and more than 100 Steel Warriors fighting desperately in the human gathering place near the Shrimp B1 Island's coastal waters.
This was a battle between the spiritual monsters of various shapes, big or small, casting all kinds of strange spells and abilities, and the mechanical giants made of superalloy that used high-tech weapons such as laser beams, light-wave guided missiles, and high-vibration arm blades.
The visual impact produced by this brutal confrontation between a supernatural civilization and a technological civilization stunned the young man floating in the clouds.
"What a big battle! If it's not for the jungle island, it looks like more than 100 Steel Warriors would be able to destroy 300 spiritual monsters. After all, it's a war machine with a total value of more than 100 billion dollars. Just the price alone would be enough to crush these gods to death.
However, now that the spiritual monsters have occupied the geographical advantage, the situation is not so simple anymore … "Zhang Lisheng muttered to himself in a trance as he watched the bustle. After a while, he suddenly realized that the 300 spiritual monsters were already the majority of the spiritual monsters guarding the remaining two indigenous forces on Shrimp B1 Island other than the Tudenan tribe.
His body froze as an extremely confused look appeared on his face. However, he did not dare to waste any more time to think about it carefully. Riding on the clouds, he hurriedly made a big circle on the sea and flew towards the direction of Tudenan.
The night gradually deepened, but the Tudenan tribe's campfire was still brightly lit. On the vast open space in front of the totem pole, tens of thousands of native warriors were holding spears and sharp knives as they rode on the giant millispiders in a battle formation. Their figures flickered in the fire.
"Is there any news from Chief Datuwa?" Standing on the high platform next to the totem pole, the Tudenan headman asked the dispatch warrior loudly with a solemn expression. After several years of tempering, his attitude was still steady at such a delicate moment.
Datuwa was a Tudenan warrior who had received Zhang Lisheng's Gold Core fragment and obtained the ability to teleport with the help of two living trees. Even though his ability did not help much in the war, it was enough to make him the most competent scout on Shrimp B1 Island.
"There's no news, Honorable Headman Tugra!" The warrior riding on the giant purple-haired spider under the high platform replied respectfully. At this moment, a quiet voice resonated in the air. "Then what's the latest news from Datuwa?"
"Great Raider, the last news from Chief Datuwa is that those exiled outlanders don't only have the alchemy items on the wall and the few steel ships on the sea as their weapons.
Many huge iron men are flying in the sky. Those iron men can emit a strong light that can burn iron and stone and can shoot out spells that can track powerful enemies in the air. The tribal alliance led by Samru, Pelungia and Eruya and the Kamando people have fallen into a disadvantageous position in the war! "When the dispatch warrior heard the voice, he hurriedly jumped onto the ground and crouched down.
After he knelt down, very soon, the entire Tudenan also crouched down at the feet of Zhang Lisheng who had dispersed the clouds and landed on the high platform.
"Why would the Kamando people, Samru, Pelungia and Eruya get together and even suddenly attack the tribe built on the island by those exiled outlanders?" The young man did not care about the believers kneeling down. As his mind whirled, he asked again without any delay.
"I think it's most likely because of the wealth of those outlanders. Great Raider, legend has it that their wealth is almost endless.
Even a useless stone can be exchanged for as much food as a giant-antler deer! "Tugra said while kneeling on the ground.
"Tugra, this reason of yours is too far-fetched …" Zhang Lisheng frowned. "Forget it, I'll understand this in the future. The sky is already dark, so why are the warriors in the tribe gathering?"
"Great Raider, I'm afraid that after the Kamando people and the tribal allied forces of Samru, Pelungia and Eruya have destroyed the outlanders' tribe, they'll suddenly attack Tudenan with the morale of victory. For this reason, I …"
"You don't understand how terrifying those outlanders are. It's only right for you to be so cautious." Upon hearing the Tudenan aborigine's words, the tribal Raider curled his lips and a strange smile crept upon his face. "But don't worry, the tribes of Kamando, Samru, Pelungia and Eruya will never attack Tudenan again. Their destruction is already a foregone conclusion.
Right now, what we have to consider is whether the attack of these idiots on the outlanders will also implicate Tudenan and destroy it in one fell swoop.
Tugra, pass down my order! All the tribesmen are to temporarily hide in the riverbank of the underground Golden River. Without my order, nobody is allowed to step out of the ground. "
"Great Raider, y-you're ordering the 600,000 tribesmen of Tudenan to hide in the underground Golden River?" Tugra asked with a shocked expression on his face.
"Yes, the riverbank of the underground Golden River is long enough to accommodate 600,000 people to hide. If we only eat half of our fill, it'll be able to support us completely." Zhang Lisheng condensed the fog and slowly ascended. "The stupidity of the Kamando people and the tribes of Samru, Pelungia and Eruya has brought us danger, but at the same time, it has also brought us a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
I'll try to see if I can seize this opportunity. However, for the sake of safety, you must first bring the Tudenan tribesmen to hide in the underground river to prevent the outlanders from launching their cruel revenge and accidentally destroying our tribe. "
"It's just a group of fleeing outlanders! D-Do they actually have such strength, Great Raider?"
"Of course they do! Do as I say, Tugra!"
"Yes!" On the high platform, Tugra watched the cloud transformed by the Raider rising into the air and immediately stood up to urge all of the Tudenan tribesmen to line up and climb into the wooden carts transporting the catch. One by one, the carts slid into the underground Golden River along the wooden rails.
Relying on the mechanical power and the Hellfire people's disciplined nature that was engraved in their bones, by the time the sky turned bright, the 600,000 Tudenan tribesmen had already safely moved underground at an incredible speed.
Not long after the last wooden cart of the Tudenan tribe slid into the hole, the roar of the aircraft resonated above the Shrimp B1 Island.
Hundreds of heavy bombers, escorted by fighter jets, crossed the world's barrier and appeared in the sky of the island where the sun was rising. Very soon, as long as there was a trace of the indigenous tribe on the island, it would fall into a sea of fire.
The ones who suffered the heaviest damage in this disaster were, of course, the three tribes, Samru, Pelungia and Eruya, who were closest to the human gathering place and had suffered saturation attacks.
After a night of hard fighting, more than 30% of the guardian spiritual monsters of the tribe had already been killed or injured. When the sky had just turned bright, the tribal habitat had already suffered another devastating blow. The Samru headman who stayed behind in the tribe and was lucky enough to survive seemed to have aged 20 to 30 years overnight. Standing in front of a collapsed old wooden house, he looked at the raging fire that was emitting thick smoke and muttered, "No, no, no! This is not true!
Samru won't be destroyed! It won't! It won't … "
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