Eternal Night

Chapter 90: Terrorist Pursuit

(PS: There is another one at 9 o'clock. Currently, there are three updates a day. The updates outside of the three updates are the burst updates of the leader + 1 update.)
Ajiga is still a minor.

Even in the bitter cold land of black mountains and white waters, children still have some privileges, such as playing.

Ajiga is still four years away from adulthood, and now he is no longer an infant, so he is at the age of being active and curious. Every day he either pesters the hunters in the tribe to go hunting together, or chases the merchants in the tribe who occasionally go to civilized cities to ask about the colorful world outside.

Originally, there were no so-called traders in their tribe.

The tribes' lifestyle is very simple, as if it has not changed for millions of years. They are simply self-sufficient and occasionally intermarry with other surrounding tribes.

But things have changed in recent years. As the strongest tribes supported by the Ancestral Beast stepped out of the Black Mountains and White Waters, more and more tribes joined in. They called themselves the Golden People, united under the banner of the Ancestral Beast and became one nation. They stepped out of the Black Mountains and White Waters and began to conquer everything...

It’s a beautiful vision, a bright future. They can finally escape from the bitter cold of the black mountains and white waters and go to that prosperous world.

But all this suddenly changed a few dozen days ago.

The ancestor beast is dead!

The ancestral temple deep in the Black Mountains and White Waters collapsed directly, and all the descendants of the ancestral beasts madly exploded and died. Then news came from outside the Black Mountains and White Waters that only one in ten of the tribes that had left were left, and the remnants fled back to the Black Mountains and White Waters, and fled to the north, to colder, and more uninhabited areas.

"A terrifying immortal is chasing us!"

Horrible... Immortal?
Is this description wrong?

Even the primitive tribes of the Black Mountains and White Waters have myths about immortals.

But what kind of immortals have nothing to do with terror, right?
What is scary are demons, ghosts, and monsters... For example, their ancestors can be described as scary.

But how can immortals be scary?

Ajiga heard about this terrifying immortal from the scattered tribesmen who had fled.

He listened to it as a myth. After all, how could anyone beat the ancestor beast with fists?

And they also said that this terrifying immortal would kill everything, burn everything, and rob everything. He would even pick and choose the bones and residue after killing and burning people...

Today, Ajiga happily chased the little animals and played in the jungle, picking up some mushrooms and firewood and exploring this unknown world.

Then he suddenly felt cold all over, as if something scary was spying on him.

Ajiga was startled and immediately dropped all the mountain goods and firewood and tried to escape.

This must be a ghost in the mountains!

In the past, there were ancestral beasts that drove away and restrained ghosts and evil spirits in the mountains, as well as other terrifying creatures. The tribe only needed to offer sacrifices on time, and the ancestral beasts would protect the tribe.

However, several months after the ancestral beast left, these ghosts and evil spirits began to appear in the black mountains and white waters.

"These ghosts and evil spirits are the most terrifying. They specialize in sucking human essence and blood. They don't have any rationality as living beings, can't communicate, and can't sympathize. In their eyes, the only desire is to kill us..."

"Escape, into the sunlight, into the crowd, into the ancestral graves, escape!"

Ajiga turned and ran. In this rugged terrain with trees everywhere, his running speed was not slow.

As children of primitive tribes in the mountains, even children have the basic ability to survive in this land of black mountains and white waters, and most of the games they play are aimed at these survival skills.

But Ajiga was still young after all, and even though he was agile, the coldness behind him was still approaching quickly. He became more and more frightened, and he started screaming in fear, with snot and tears all over his face.

He had already sensed death, and instinctive fear enveloped him, and even everything in front of him began to gradually become distorted.

The trees were twisted like human bodies, the earth was polluted like internal organs, all he breathed was stench, his skin felt like flesh and blood, and he felt like he was running in hell.

This made Ajiga scream in despair, and then a cold force rushed directly from behind... and rushed past him.

Ajiga fell to the ground and was cut by the rough stones on the ground, but he didn't care at all. He just looked ahead and saw a scene that he would never forget and was extremely incredible.

There was a group of ghosts and monsters, with strange shapes and terrifying appearances. They were either skeletons, or a combination of rotten human bodies and animals, or things with proliferating tentacles and mouthparts. One glance was enough to scare ordinary people to death. There were about thirty or forty of them, and they were rushing forward madly, terrified, and desperately, even ignoring the "delicacies" that had fallen to the ground, and they just rushed forward aimlessly.

Behind him, a tall man with blood flames all over his body was chasing these ghosts and monsters at a rapid speed, and then smashed them to pieces with one claw and one palm.

The blood flame was like a real fire, while the ghosts and monsters were like ice. As long as they touched the blood flame, all the ghosts and monsters would emit extremely miserable sounds and quickly be dissolved and dissipated. Then the human would rush towards other ghosts and monsters.

Ajiga watched all this in a daze. In his eyes, these extremely terrifying ghosts and monsters were being devoured by a human being...

Do not!
That's definitely not a human! ! At this moment, the tall and strong young man suddenly turned around and looked at Ajiga.

Ajiga saw the young man smiling at him, his teeth showing, as if he was laughing heartily...

No, this is not hearty at all!

Ajiga only saw a blood-red tiger baring its fangs at him. It was not a human being at all, but a huge blood-red tiger that was countless times more terrifying than the ancestral beast. It was not a wild boar, but the true king of beasts! !

The next second, Ajiga was so frightened that he fainted.

When Ajiga woke up, it was already dark. He struggled to get up and stretched his cold and stiff body. Fortunately, it was not a snowy winter, so he was not frozen to death.

Ajiga immediately rushed to the tribe and finally returned to the safe tribe before it became completely dark.

Although he was young, Ajiga knew what was important and he immediately found the tribe leader and priest and told them everything he had experienced during the day, especially the bloody tiger. He described in detail how it devoured ghosts and evil spirits.

"I, Ajiga, swear to Changshengtian and the Ancestral Beast that I saw all of this with my own eyes, and there is absolutely no falsehood!"

Ajiga ended the conversation with the highest oath of the tribe.

The tribe leader and the priest looked miserable. They comforted and rewarded Ajiga and asked him to leave first. After he left, the priest said, "Noble tribe leader, the warrior favored by Changshengtian and the ancestral beast, now is the time to make up your mind!"

The clan leader had a painful expression on his face. He pounded the animal skin carpet he was sitting on and said fiercely, "But this is where my grandfather, my grandfather's grandfather, and my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather lived. Our ancestral graves are here, and the spirits of our ancestors are here. How can we abandon this land and go to the depths of the icy hell!?"

The priest did not speak for a moment, waiting for the patriarch to vent his emotions. He then slowly said, "Our ancestors have spirits. We only need to take away the ashes in the ancestral tombs, and their spirits will follow us. But if we all die, our ancestors will not receive blood sacrifices. By then, not only will our ancestors gradually weaken and die, but we will also become wandering ghosts. Arada, you have to think clearly."

Arada remained silent with a grim face.

He is old, already forty years old, and although he still looks strong, he can no longer survive the harsh and cold winter.

Here, relying on his authority and long-standing rules, he can still be the patriarch for at least ten years. By then, his son will have grown up, and he can push his son to the position of patriarch.

But if the tribe migrated now, his son was only thirteen years old, far from being able to grow into a hero. His physical strength and power were not enough to continue to take on the position of chief during the great migration. Soon, the strongest young man in the tribe would come to challenge him...

But if he didn't leave, he would die, his son would die, his wives and concubines would die, and all his wealth would be gone...

"Really... is there no other way? If it's a tiger demon, we can also offer sacrifices, even double the price, is that not possible!?" Arada asked unwillingly.

The priest stirred the fire pit and said quietly, "I shouldn't have told you these things, but it doesn't matter now... The ancestor beast is not actually our ancestor. It is a terrifying wild boar demon with profound Taoism. Do you really think it was like this from the beginning?"

"No, it was us priests from generation to generation who tried every possible means and sacrificed countless lives to make it what it is now!"

"According to a top secret passed down by word of mouth, it will slaughter all living things at first. Almost all of our ancestors were killed by it. We have no choice but to use the secret technique of walking horses to refine ourselves and distort our souls for it to kill. This distortion will turn our souls into some kind of toxin. The more it kills and devours, the more the toxin will be transmitted to it."

"After that, it was affected by the poison, especially the living souls that it devoured would become attached to it, so it began to get close to us, at least not killing us all. Then, we passed the poison of faith to it through sacrifice, but it was unaware and became our ancestor beast, protecting these black mountains and white waters. The countless living souls it seemed to enslave were actually all victims of the faith passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors."

"It took us hundreds of years to transform this horrible pig demon from a monster that destroyed everything into an ancestral beast. Otherwise, do you really think that a demon would protect humans? Even if humans offered sacrifices and worship, would it still protect them?"

Arada was stunned. He could never imagine such a secret.

The priest sighed, and then said quietly: "There are also different levels among monsters. The remnants of the tribe who escaped told us that the one who killed the ancestor beast was an immortal. But now we know that it is actually a more terrifying tiger monster. It is natural for tigers to eat wild boars. The king of beasts, that is the real terror!"

"The tiger demon has the great ability to gather its minions. Our faith poison and our sacrifice method are completely useless to it. Moreover, the tiger's wisdom is far superior to that of the wild boar. It will only kill us all and turn us into minions. We can neither live nor die!"

Arada suddenly closed his eyes, and after a moment, he said resolutely: "Pack everything you can take away tonight, and we will set out at dawn, heading north, towards the depths of the icy hell!"

By the time Wu Xianxiao found the abandoned tribal ruins, it was two days later.

It was impossible to tell the direction in the deep mountains and old forests, and there were many ghosts and monsters. He wanted to eliminate all the evil, and once he found them, he would hunt them down to the end, so all the traces of human habitation he found along the way became such ruins.

"really!"

Wu Xianxiao looked at the ruins and the traces of panic. He said fiercely, "Those Jin people are indeed brutal and terrifying!"

"It must be that after they were defeated and retreated back to this old place in the mountains, they still did not change their ferocious nature, burning, killing and looting, not even sparing primitive tribes with the same culture and ethnicity, looting everything they had and heading further north!"

Wu Xianxiao hated these Jin people to the extreme. He punched a huge tree that was as big as his waist and broke it. Then he said to Jiujiu, "Let's go! Keep chasing them!"

"I must kill all these beasts!"

(End of this chapter)