Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The war was chaotic. Mo Fan, Mu Bai, and Song Feiyao stood there and watched the two parties fighting each other. Both the humanoid golems and the Blood Beasts turned a blind eye to them.
‘Why did they kill each other? Was this purely another senseless battle between the demons?’ they wondered.
The humanoid golems possessed elental lives. They did not have to fight for any resources with the Blood Beasts. anwhile, the Blood Beasts were purely carnivorous. They could not possibly find the elental lives to be useful to them.
“Could the humanoid golems be the reason why the Blood Beasts can’t go over to Helan Mountain?” Mo Bai asked.
There was a large Blood Beast tribe in the north of Helan Mountain. They were rampant and large in number. They had to cross Helan Mountain to invade human territories.
However, the Elental Soldiers inhabited Helan Mountain. They would awaken whenever they sensed a large number of Blood Beasts encroaching on Northern Xinjiang.
Baa! Baa!
The Combat Blue Sheep bleated. But they did not sound as if they were intimidated by the Blood Beasts.
Mo Fan turned and saw several n and won in local herdsn attire behind them.They might have rushed over after such a large commotion, or they could have been waiting here because they knew the war would happen.
“Guys, co over here lest the Blood Beasts hurt you,” said one of the herdsn with his tanned arms exposed.
The trio retreated to the top of the fault valley in confusion. It was just the right height to watch the war unfold.
“Did you find what you were looking for?” asked the Chief of the herdsn with a round hat.
“Did you find the Combat Blue Sheep to be useful?” The man whom the trio had first t at the bottom of the mountain grinned and revealed his yellowish teeth.
Mo Fan glanced at the crowd. The number of the herdsn was scarce. Each of them rode on horses and deer. It was clear that they were used to the brutal and horrific war before them.
“What exactly is going on?” Mu Bai could not stop himself from asking.
“Even though Helan Mountain is very near to the Beast Kingdom of Northern Xinjiang, there’s not a single fortress and army to protect the mountain. We’re the only ones who stand guard over here. Do you really think we possess so sort of supernatural powers, or that Helan Mountain is so lofty and dangerous that the Blood Beasts can’t cross it?” said the man with the yellowish teeth.
The Chief with the round hat raised his hand, signaling the man to watch his words.
The Chief then stared at Mo Fan, looking like he knew sothing more.
However, he looked away and said nothing. He fixed his gaze on the leader of the humanoid golem, as if looking at an old friend.
The crowd turned quiet suddenly. The roar on top of the mountain intensified. Several Blood Beasts were ruthlessly thrown from the mountain. Their bodies smashed onto the fault valley below and ended up in a bloodless ss.
The leader of the humanoid golems and the Blood Beast covered in blood-red mane were in the middle of an intense fight. The mountain peak and rocks continued to collapse and fall into the deep valley. Countless rocks as huge as the houses crashed and fell down the mountain.
“Are they helping you to guard Helan Mountain?” Mo Fan asked.
“Do you know why we’re known as the herdsn?” the Chief asked.
“Because you’re the beast tar. You tad the horses, deer, and Combat Blue Sheep,” answered Mo Fan.
“No! No! No! We don’t ta animals. We tend the Elental Spirit of Helan Mountain!” said the Chief of herdsn.
Mo Fan, Mu Bai, and Song Feiyao were shocked. ‘Did the Elental Soldiers listen to their orders?’
The Elental Soldiers were powerful and large in number. They were more powerful than an army of elites!
“What spell do you use?” Mo Fan asked. ‘What kind of power summoned the Elental Soldiers? Could it be the Psychic Elent magical power?’
“We don’t summon the Elental Soldiers. They live here in the Helan Mountain. They don’t completely listen to my instructions. They will only awake when the Blood Beasts co and temporarily beco our soldiers to fight the beasts. Otherwise, they are dormant in Helan Mountain most of the ti,” said the Chief.
“So, you’re using the Psychic elent magical power, right?” Mo Fan asked again.
“Yes and no. Let tell you a story from a long ti ago. If you stay here for a while longer, you’ll learn that this is a story that has been passed down from ages ago.” A smile was finally seen on the Chief’s face.
Mo Fan was all ears.
“We used to be ordinary herdsn. We’re neither Combat Mages nor Patrolling Border Team. No matter how many livestock we tended, we always had trouble making ends et because the Blood Beasts often crossed Helan Mountain and hunted for food.”
“The Blood Beasts are powerful creatures, and we’re weak. Soon, our livestock were insufficient for them. The Blood Beasts then targeted the residents in the cities. One fine afternoon, the Blood Beasts covered Helan Mountain and sward us in groups.”
“We thought we were going to die. Little did we know about a village in the depths of Helan Mountain. The villagers stood up and cast powerful magic to defeat the Blood Beasts. However, all of them ended up dead.”
“They were hermits. Even though the Blood Beasts had not discovered their valley, they stood up for us. Only a few of them survived the battle. We invited them to stay with us. Unfortunately, they turned down our offer.”
“There’s a person in the village skilled in Black Magic. He substituted the wine with spring water and sprinkled it across the entire valley to commorate the deceased. Later, he branded their souls on the high rocks, mountain wall stones, and large valleys.”
“We were puzzled and asked him the purpose of it. We wondered why he didn’t allow the respectable souls to leave of their own free will.”
“He told us that the deceased souls had to stand guard over sothing. Even though they had beco ghosts and spirits, they had to continue guarding their ancestral inheritance.”
“Their souls entered the mountain and gave lives to the rocks. The Elental Soldiers originated from the villagers’ souls. They forgot about the thing they were supposed to protect, but they always fought for us against the Blood Beasts.”
When the Chief told the story, his gaze focused on Mo Fan. He emphasized his words and stared hard at Mo Fan.
‘Substituting wine with spring water…’
The spring the Chief had referred to was not the spring that spilled out of the rocks. He was referring to the Underground Holy Spring!
The Underground Holy Spring was the only thing granted those rocks with extraordinary power and life!
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