Ember Skywalker

Chapter 78 Dark Valley
"Yes, that was a thousand years ago, a baby was suddenly born in the tribe, and it was originally just an ordinary thing.

But this baby has purple skin and black life veins, which represent inferior blood, and his power is also pitifully weak. "

Emperor Yue Ling's voice trembled a little.

"It's the Fallen Baby!" Randy exclaimed.

This name is the plague that hangs over the head of the Moon Sacrifice Spirit, the most terrible nightmare.

“Yes, it’s the Fallen Infant.

His appearance caused panic among the God Emperor and the Seven Gods!

No one understands how such vile offspring could be born from our perfect bloodline.

Soon, the fallen baby, along with the Moon Spirit's parents and related tribesmen were secretly executed.

Half a year passed like this, and just when everyone was about to forget about this incident, the second fallen baby appeared, and then the third...

More and more babies are falling into depravity, and more and more tribesmen are being executed.

The priests tried their best but failed to stop it. Even some of their descendants were born corrupted babies. The angry emperor executed thousands of priests, but this was only the beginning.

There was fear in the eyes of the God-Sacrificing Emperor.

"Finally, the secret could no longer be concealed, and panic spread.

In the eyes of low-level moon spirits, we are god-like beings, but since the Fallen Infant, the gods in their hearts... have fallen!

The foundations of the Kingdom of God began to crumble.

Feelings of shock and doubt spread like a plague among all races and were exploited by a few ambitious races, so resistance began to emerge.

The Kingdom of God finally fell into chaos, and the current Emperor of God had no choice but to carry out a bloody suppression, and the darkest era began. "

"It's the bloody era, isn't it?" Randy said sadly.

He had heard that it was a bloody period of time that was hard to recall, filled with civil war, massacre and destruction.

“Yes, in the following hundreds of years, repression and resistance, blood and killing filled every inch of the land.

The Moon Spirits lost their faith, became crazy and confused, and shed their last blood in the slaughter, which gave the Zhimin an opportunity to take advantage of them. "

Randy looked sad when he heard this: "Father, didn't the God of Shadows send down the oracle?"

“That’s what I don’t understand.

Not only did the gods not give any oracle about the disaster, but the Emperor of Gods did not respond to our repeated prayers, as if he had suddenly disappeared."

The God-Sacrificing Emperor smiled bitterly.

“Then came the rise of the Zhimin, who began to invade when my tribe was at its weakest.

I was still young at that time, and I saw with my own eyes how the great cities were conquered, how the ancestral trees were burned, and I also saw with my own eyes how the leader of the Zhimin people used that earth-shaking sword to chop off my father's head and stepped on it.

Our kingdom of God was finally destroyed by the filthy intelligent people."

"Damn Zhimin, sooner or later I will eradicate them completely!" Randy said hatefully.

"Yes, you must remember this hatred and kill all the Zhimin to avenge your ancestors."

"My prince will remember this!"

There was a chill between Randy's teeth.

"Also, I want to tell you one more thing. It's about the Fallen Infant. I seem to have found a way to end this nightmare."

"What!" Randy was shocked.

You must know that the Fallen Infant is a nightmare that has haunted the Moon Spirit for thousands of years, and there is no solution at all.

"I didn't know the answer at first, but an unexpected incident gave me hope, thanks to your brother."

"younger brother?"

"Well, do you remember what he did a hundred years ago?"

"Alas, my brother was also confused for a moment." Randy sighed.

“He dared to combine with the Moon Spirit of the lower clan and destroy the bloodline inheritance of our clan. He should have been executed immediately.

But you found a fellow tribesman who looked like him to die in his place, so he escaped."

"Father, I..." Randy quickly lowered his head.

"Hmph! Don't think I don't know!

I just saw that you cared about the relationship between brothers, so I didn't pursue it further."

The Emperor of Sacrifice said with a smile.

Randy lowered his head again.

"Later, I learned that he and that lower-level Moon Spirit had five children, and they were all normal babies, which is simply impossible in the clan. You know, the two children he had with the original princess were both fallen babies, and the princess was a pure Sacrifice Moon Spirit.

So I wondered, if we allowed our tribe members to intermarry with outsiders, would that reduce the number of fallen babies? "

Randy's eyes lit up and he asked anxiously:

"Is this the reason why Father secretly captured a large number of Moon Spirits from the lower tribes?"

"You are very smart.

I did capture a group of Moon Spirits from the lower tribes and secretly let them integrate with my tribesmen. Guess what?

All the children they gave birth to were normal.”

Randy suddenly became excited: "So, the Fallen Infant can really be eliminated?"

"It should be. At least it works."

"What about the baby's talent?"

"It's still lower than our babies, but much stronger than the lower-level Moon Spirits."

"Great! As long as we vigorously promote it, the Moon Sacrifice Spirit can become powerful again."

"Hmph, have you forgotten the first rule of the clan?"

Randy was immediately discouraged: "Anyone who worships the Moon Spirit is not allowed to marry with the lower tribes, otherwise they will be killed without mercy!"

This is an iron rule that has been passed down to this day. No member of the tribe dares to violate it, or anyone who violates it will be executed.

"Yes, this clan rule has been deeply rooted for thousands of years in order to maintain the purity of the bloodline of God. Especially the Seven Gods will definitely strongly oppose it, so I dare not act rashly."

"Then we can't just watch our people perish."

“But in the eyes of the gods, maintaining the purity of bloodline is the top priority.

Even if the tribe dies out, it won’t change them in the slightest.”

"These old stubborn people!"

"So, in order to prevent our tribe from being wiped out in this forest, I am going to conduct a major purge within the tribe, taking all the blame and infamy on myself, leaving you a future with infinite possibilities."

The God-Sacrificing Emperor showed murderous intent in his eyes and said grimly.

Randy looked gloomy. He slowly knelt down and solemnly swore:
"I, Randy Raffinectestheus, swear in the name of God that I will restore my people to the world as long as I live."

"It's great that you have such ambition. Go and organize the troops. I want to be alone."

After Randy left, the God-Sacrificing Emperor looked at the vast sea of ​​sunset forests and the infinite land, and let out a long, lonely sigh:

"How could there be a flaw when two perfect bloodlines came together? Has God abandoned us?"

The sighs continued for a long time.

Poincare.

Raven and his companions rested on the ice field for two days, then headed eastward. After half a month's trek, they walked out of the ice field and entered a barren area.

"If you keep going in this direction, you will reach Dark Valley. This is the last place."

Murdosak said, pointing at the map.

"If we don't get anything else, we'll have to turn back."

After the long journey, even he felt tired.

"This is the only way." Everyone reached a consensus.

A few days later, they came to a valley.

The valley is severely weathered, with red bare rocks everywhere, and looks extremely desolate.

Raven walked in the canyon, and saw skeletons of various animals everywhere, which made a crunching sound when he stepped on them.

In the distance, a Rot-Winged Beast just finished eating and flapped its wings and flew away.

When it flew over a rock, suddenly a black shadow jumped up from above.

The black shadow was only the size of a fist, but it suddenly expanded in mid-air, becoming a flesh membrane several meters in radius, sticking to the back of the Rotten-Winged Beast, and a puff of yellow smoke rose instantly.

The Rotten-Winged Beast fell with a scream, its body collapsing rapidly.

Soon, its fur, muscles and bones all rotted away, turning into a disgusting liquid.

The shadow screamed and began to suck.

After finishing the big meal, it looked at everyone, curled up again and hid in the dark.

(End of this chapter)