Eternal Night

Chapter 448: Divine Domain and Rise

The battlefield of both sides was on the plain not far from the camp. There was no fancy moves, no sneak attacks, no ambushes, no surprise attacks. The two sides lined up. Wu Xianxiao's side had about 500 people, including 300 regular soldiers and 200 barbarians. The other side had about 700 people, about 400 humans, and then about 300 goat-headed people. They looked like goats standing upright, about 1.56 meters tall, and their body shape was not much different from humans, but they stood upright, holding weapons and wearing armor.

After the two armies finished forming their battle array, they did not approach each other to attack. Instead, clergymen wearing linen robes appeared from their respective teams. About ten such priests came to the front of the positions on both sides. Then they knelt on the ground and formed a circle. Then several men and women were tied out from their respective positions. They struggled and were dragged to the ground. At the same time, on the barbarian side, the strongest dozen extraordinary barbarians began to select back and forth in the array. More than one extraordinary barbarian looked at Wu Xianxiao, but when they saw the eight barbarians beside Wu Xianxiao, they shifted their gaze and finally confirmed the two oldest barbarians.

Wu Xianxiao saw one of the extraordinary barbarians coming to the two men with an axe. The two elderly barbarians did not resist and let their heads be chopped off. Then the people around them sent the head and corpse to the priest circle.

Wu Xianxiao narrowed his eyes slightly at this scene. At the same time, he saw that the men and women who were dragged into the circle had their heads chopped off. Their bodies were twitching under the gaze of the priest. Looking from a distance on the opposite side, there were also bodies of humans and goat-headed people among the clergy.

Blood seeped into the grass, and the corpse stopped twitching. Then, two auras came from nowhere, and light flashed from mid-air. A huge bull with wings on its back and a huge goat-headed man about ten meters tall each appeared in mid-air. Then the two landed on the ground at the sacrificial site, and both sucked the blood and flesh of the corpse into their mouths. They chewed until bones and internal organs were scattered all over the ground.

No one moved. There were only these two giants chewing the corpses. As they chewed, white light emerged from their bodies. This white light was exactly the same as the white light cast by the priests. Moreover, the light emitted by the two was almost the same, with only a very slight difference. At the same time, the two white lights spread out and turned into a field, expanding with each other, forming a mixed field on the battlefield.

This time, Wu Xianxiao felt clearly that this seemingly pure white light was indeed extraordinary energy, but it was not truly pure white light. Instead, it was extraordinary energy that was born after a certain degree of distortion of resentment, death, and some things that Wu Xianxiao could not understand. Others might not feel it, but he had extremely keen senses about it, whether it was physical control or the spiritual level of the sleepless aura.

In simple terms, the area where the white light spread out was like the expansion of rotten and corpse-smelling gas. Others did not notice it, but Wu Xianxiao felt nauseous and uncomfortable.

However, this distorted extraordinary energy did change from negative to some kind of positive attribute. In this area, everyone's strength, speed, and endurance have been improved. At the same time, their attention has become more focused, and they have begun to have bloodthirsty and murderous thoughts in their hearts. Their senses of injury and death are becoming dulled.

But this is definitely not a good thing. Wu Xianxiao instinctively feels that this thing is disgusting. If he continues to come into contact with it for a long time, God knows what will happen to him. Either his body will change, or his mind will change.

But at this time, he naturally could not make any other reaction. As the field unfolded, the armies of both sides began to move. Except for the two behemoths who stood still, all the personnel began to move towards the positions.

Wu Xianxiao and eight barbarians followed in the middle and rear part of the main force.

He had originally planned to kill a few more enemies to gain merit, but at this moment he gave up the idea. The situation of the two huge monsters was a bit weird, and he didn't want to have too deep a relationship with such things.

From the perception point of view, the two behemoths sensed by Wu Xianxiao had an aura similar to that of Kane fragments, but the aura was much thinner, between that of life and a sublimated body. And the biggest difference from Kane fragments was that the aura of these two behemoths was very chaotic.

Although the fragments of Kane have the corrosive replacement elements of the subspace, their essence is quite pure, a mixture of battle, blood, and killing.

But the behemoth in front of him was completely different. It was full of impurities, like a collection of countless garbage impurities piled up together. Such a thing should not even be able to exist. Countless conflicting and contradictory characteristics were mixed together. Wu Xianxiao couldn't even imagine what these two things were.

Are these the gods of this world? One is the Maduo Winged God? The other is the Sheep Headed God?
No, rather than being a god like Kane, it is more like a distorted collection of impure concepts!
It is based on this idea that Wu Xianxiao does not want to have anything to do with such things. He has a hunch that if he believes in or relies on such things, he will probably be doomed.

Wu Xianxiao led the eight barbarians and walked at the back of the team, while in the front, the two teams were in the divine domain of their respective gods. Each of them was strengthened and amplified, and at the same time, their desire to kill was rising. They got closer to each other, and then began to charge. With the first round of collision, blood and death began to appear on the battlefield.

(Hmm? This is...)
In Wu Xianxiao's vision, some kind of dark substance emerged from the bodies of the lives that died in this divine realm. Depending on their camps, these dark substances gathered towards the two behemoths and eventually turned into part of the two behemoths.

All of these things, including the two huge monsters that carried divine aura but were made up of impurities, the distortion of negative things such as resentment and death into positive blessings, the absorption of the black aura after death on the battlefield, etc., were full of puzzles, and Wu Xianxiao remembered all of this in his mind.

Then he and eight barbarians also engaged the enemy.

The goat-headed man rushed from the front and collided with two hundred barbarians.

The strength and size of these goat-headed men are far inferior to those of the barbarians, but they are more numerous and slightly faster. Especially with the blessing of the divine realm, each of these goat-headed men has red eyes and rushes forward without fear of life or death, tearing the barbarian team apart directly. With the cooperation, each barbarian seems to have to face two or three goat-headed men at the same time. For a while, the number of casualties on both sides is actually the same.

More than a dozen sheep-headed men rushed towards Wu Xianxiao. While the barbarians were fighting each other, three sheep-headed men rushed directly towards Wu Xianxiao, roaring and waving their weapons.

But before they could launch any attack on Wu Xianxiao and his group, the three sheep-headed men suddenly fell to the ground and trembled all over. Wu Xianxiao ignored them and said to the barbarians behind him: "Each of you kill one, and the one who kills it will guard behind you!"

The eight barbarians looked at the sheep-headed man lying on the ground and trembling violently. There was fear in their eyes. Naturally, they did not dare to delay at this time. Three of the barbarians raised their weapons and killed the three sheep-headed men. Then they continued to protect them behind them and followed Wu Xianxiao forward.

In just two or three minutes, each of the eight barbarians killed a goat-headed man with his own hands, while they themselves were unharmed. Wu Xianxiao killed two goat-headed men, and then stopped killing. Instead, he led his team to retreat slightly to the rear of the battlefield and became a pure gangster on the battlefield.

The battle did not last long. When dusk fell, both sides tacitly withdrew their troops and returned to their respective camps. Then their respective logistics personnel collected the bodies and treated the wounded, while some lightly injured people went to the fortress nodes in the rear.

It was not until this time that the two gods disappeared on the spot, along with the divine domain that made Wu Xianxiao feel sick.

After this first battle, Wu Xianxiao stayed at the frontline with peace of mind, and his team grew from eight to sixteen, including two extraordinary barbarians who wanted to chop off his head. These extraordinary barbarians were actually very weak, and the so-called extraordinary aura only increased their speed and strength a little, as well as a little resistance to the divine domain, which was insignificant to Wu Xianxiao who was gradually recovering.

Gradually, the rumor about a wise, tall and strong, but pitifully weak barbarian leader spread throughout the entire camp. Even the city-state army and officers would come to see Wu Xianxiao from time to time, and after looking at him, they would shake their heads and leave, although Wu Xianxiao didn't know what they were shaking their heads about.

Time passed slowly. Although the armies of both sides were small, no less than a thousand people were still deployed on the battlefield. More than a hundred barbarians died, but there was still a steady stream of barbarians arriving from the rear. The same was true for the enemy side. Humans and goat-headed people arrived in an endless stream. The two sides fought an hour before dusk every day. Blood sacrifices, gods appeared, the divine domain unfolded, and they fought each other. On the invisible battlefield, a certain essence of the dead was devoured by the gods on both sides...

Rather than a war, this seemed more like a tacit ritual between two gods.

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed. Wu Xianxiao's physical body had recovered to about 70%, but his spirit had only recovered about 30%. However, with these three levels of recovered spirit, today he finally used his super brain ability to wake the three little animals from their coma.

But before he had the chance to communicate with the three weak little animals, a reinforcement force of a thousand men arrived at the front line. They brought with them a large number of alien races, some humanoid and some non-humanoid, who were either tied up or in iron cages, and were all piled in front of the position.

On the other side, reinforcements arrived from the Sheep-Headed God camp, also bringing a large number of foreign captives. The two sides seemed to be symmetrical to each other like mirrors, and both piled up the captives in front of the positions.

"Chief, this is a great festival."

An extraordinary barbarian named Wu Xianxiao said.

"Great Festival?"

"Yes, the great sacrifice, it seems that the winner is about to be decided. A large amount of blood sacrifice can enhance the power of each other's gods, allowing the projection to exert the power of the original body, rather than just unfolding the divine domain. It seems that the gods of both sides are about to fight on the field, and I estimate that this battle will be the decisive battle." The Extraordinary Barbarian explained.

Wu Xianxiao made two "oh" sounds, he didn't care about this. Now that the three little animals had awakened, his body had recovered to 70% and it was almost time for him to leave here. Next he planned to visit various city-states to confirm the situation in this world, and he also had many things to discuss with Beelzebub.

At this time, the alien captives in the front had already begun to be slaughtered. In addition to the alien captives, dozens of humans were also taken up, and the selection of the old and weak from the barbarians for beheading had also begun. Just like the situation in the previous half month, barbarism and sacrifice were beginning.

As expected, two huge monsters appeared. They greedily devoured the flesh, blood and souls of the sacrificed people. There were hundreds of captives and sacrifices, and these captives were still being transported to the front of the position from the rear.

Wu Xianxiao didn't even want to look. He just turned around to talk to the three little animals when suddenly a crying voice rang in his ears.

An iron cage contained a female humanoid with sheep horns on her head, a soft white body, a great figure, and a pair of big eyes. She just buried her head between her knees and cried. Her cage was moved from the road next to Wu Xianxiao to the front of the position.

Wu Xianxiao sat there in silence for two seconds, then he picked up the Heroic Spirit Crusher from the ground and said to the two extraordinary barbarians, "Take good care of my three pets. If they lose a bit of skin, I will peel off the skin of you and your relatives. Do you understand?"

The two extraordinary barbarians nodded in confusion, and then they saw Wu Xianxiao stand up, step forward, and walk towards the front position of the battlefield.

At this time, the girl with sheep horns had been brought to the front of the battle. Several people in armor opened the cage directly. Extraordinary spiritual light flashed on their bodies. One of them grabbed the girl's sheep horns and dragged her out of the cage, while another person next to her raised an axe and chopped off her head.

Snapped!
With a crisp sound, the axe hit a broken knife.

Everyone around was stunned. The giant winged bull that was chewing the corpse lowered its head and stared at Wu Xianxiao with its bull eyes. At the same time, hot air spurted out of its nostrils, and its bloody mouth was about to open and roar.

"Look at you horse!"

Wu Xianxiao roared, and in a flash he arrived under the giant winged bull. He stepped on the ground, causing it to shatter. He then jumped up and kicked the giant winged bull in the belly, making its entire body convex.

"I've been annoyed with you for a long time!"

"You're always spitting shit! Come on, if you don't spit shit physically today, I'll take your last name!!"

With a kick in the air, the Winged God of Maduo was kicked up to a height of at least fifty meters, and then fell to the ground, crushing a group of city-state soldiers to death.

While he was in the air, Wu Xianxiao held a knife in one hand and held the crying and confused girl with sheep horns in the other hand.

(End of this chapter)