Chapter 374 The Rotten Sand Tower United Kingdom (Part 2)

The United Kingdom of Rotten Sand Towers consists of more than a hundred sand towers.

After several months of study, Naraku has initially mastered the power of decay.

He can now collect various corpses and plants and use the art of decay to transform them into food for the Muluo tribe.

But this is just the lowest form of decay.

He also wants to acquire a more advanced art of decay, which will give him powerful survivability and become a great temple messenger.

But if you want to become a temple messenger, you have to learn boring history. This is something that almost every Moruo tribe doesn't like.

People care more about realistic things.

To do this, he came to the Sand Tower Dungeon.

The huge and complex underground city is like a huge maze. Even after living here for several months, Naraku still gets lost from time to time.

Today, he spent all the gems he had stored up over the past few months to purchase a course of study at the temple.

Under the Sand Tower, there is an underground river. The water here is distributed on demand. Naraku is temporarily freed from the problem of survival. This is why everyone wants to go to the Sand Tower.

The temple is only responsible for teaching courses. As for whether to pass the examination and become a priest, it depends on each person's ability.

"Becoming an excellent priest requires sufficient knowledge. According to historical research, our Moluo tribe truly gained freedom about seven hundred and fifty years ago, and five hundred and fifty years later, the great Rot was born. God."

The clergy were telling stories on it that had nothing to do with real life.

The vast majority of the Moluo people are not interested in these things at all, and can only rely on memorizing them.

Naraku felt that these things... seemed interesting?

More fun than learning the art of decay!

He knew a lot of things he didn't know before!

"In prehistoric times, the predecessor of the United Kingdom of Rotten Sand Tower was established by an evil creature called the furnace ant. This evil creature chewed leaves to complete fermentation and decay, thereby cultivating the mushroom tribe and eating the mushroom tribe. Later, with the awakening of consciousness of the Moruo tribe, they finally overthrew the rule of these evil creatures and gained freedom."

"Two hundred years ago, the infinite power of the God of Decay brought us powerful power and a living environment. It also brought us knowledge and thinking. Some wise men were eager to know what the outside world was like? So they traveled through In the vast desert, the Kingdom of the Immortal Tree was discovered, and the endless oasis water was discovered. However, it was occupied by a group of wind spirits who could only sing. Therefore, the King of Shata, who inherited the noble blood of the God of Decay, united with all the masters of the Shata Tower. , launched a just and victorious invasion war against the Kingdom of the Immortal Tree..."

"Through the war, on the one hand, we have obtained a huge amount of resources, and the number of the Moruo tribe has been increasing. On the other hand, we have also obtained knowledge. In addition to the Kingdom of the Immortal Tree and the United Kingdom of the Rotten Sand Tower, in this vast furnace Deep in the desert, there seem to be many powerful kingdoms hiding something."

"Five years ago, during our hundred-year offensive, we finally made a breakthrough. We built a sand tower in the Kingdom of the Immortal Tree and gathered the amazing power of faith to summon the God of Decay to come. Fight against the Immortal Tree."

The vast majority of the Moluo tribe have very low intelligence, which is roughly equivalent to that of a four or five-year-old human child.

But Naraku is one of the few highly intelligent Muluo. He was fascinated by what he heard and was proud of being a powerful Muluo tribe!

"The Immortal Tree God is no longer able to fight against our great Muluo tribe. It actually wants to spread our location and lead other powerful kingdoms he talks about to attack us?"

"Humph, that's ridiculous! But it's so stupid that it won't understand at all. As long as it occupies its oasis, the population of our Moruo tribe will increase several times in a short period of time! Can you imagine how many people will be possessed by that time? How powerful will we be when we are twice as strong as the current warriors! What kind of enemies will we be afraid of then?"

Time passes day by day.

There are many courses at the temple.

The students around Naraku changed one after another.

Compared with these irrelevant theoretical things and associative things, how to make one's own life better is what every man cares about.

finally!

Hard work paid off, Naraku passed the test and became a priest of the Rotten Temple!

"Wisdom is the cornerstone of civilization. Congratulations, you have officially become the messenger of the temple."

Naraku took a black gem from the priest's hand.

Through this gem, his power of decay will be further enhanced. Any enemy caught by his gaze will also be cursed by decay, and insignificant wounds will be infinitely magnified.

At the same time, he also gained the right to move anywhere in the Rotten Sand Tower United Kingdom and became a highly respected temple messenger!

Through wisdom and hard work, he rose from obscurity to his current status.

Everything is so beautiful.

Everything is so ordinary.

today.

Naraku walked on the road, enjoying the admiring gazes of other mushrooms, and came to the secret breeding farm in the Shata Dungeon.

Rare furnace ants are raised here.

They used to feed on mushrooms, but now they have become livestock raised by mushrooms.

By collecting a liquid they secrete, mushrooms maintain the towering sand towers that have stood for hundreds of years. Through the special structure of the towers, they maintain ventilation and convection to ensure the ventilation and coolness of the underground city, building this place into the cradle of civilization. .

Crackling!

Suddenly, a thunderbolt exploded from the blue, making everyone in the sand tower stunned.

"rainy season?"

"A heavy rain is coming!!?"

After someone shouted, everyone went crazy.

Although there is no shortage of drinking water in Shata, everyone is used to singing and dancing before heavy rains, treating it as the most important festival of the year.

"strangeness."

Naraku frowned and murmured.

As an envoy of God, he has richer knowledge. The rainy season often comes after a month every year, and the humidity in the air does not seem to have changed.

He came to the sand tower vent and looked up at the sky.

The dense dark clouds had indeed obscured the sun, but the thunder that pierced the sky was a strange dark red lightning.

An unsettling palpitation appeared faintly.

"What's going on?"

Unlike those common people of Moluo who sang, danced and cheered, Naraku had rich associations with the unknown. He needed to find the sacrifice and accept the guidance of the sacrifice.

"Oh my God, what is this?"

"ash??"

Full of depressing mystery.

In the sky, a layer of black snow slowly fell.

After the black snow fell to the ground, strange shadow spirits began to emerge. They looked at the ignorant mushrooms, smiled evilly, and stretched out their claws.

"ah……"

"Run quickly, it's the devil!"

The Seventeenth Sand Tower. The legions who were originally preparing to follow the king on an expedition to the Kingdom of the Immortal Tree one month later rushed out of the sand tower.

It wasn't just Naraku who felt depressed.

The 17th Lord of the Sand Tower made a "whoosh" sound and flew into the sky with the silver gun in his hand.

He stared at the vast land, an endless stretch of strange blackness, with countless ghosts floating in the air, and his expression was extremely ugly.

"what?"

Waving the spear in his hand, silver light fell from the sky, and a large number of ghosts and ghosts disappeared, but his expression became even stiffer.