Chapter 524 Children of the world, if the stars are scattered

   I saw golden fire patterns flowing between the child's eyebrows, and the fire patterns jumped from time to time, just like the real burning fire between the eyebrows.

   This is an outward sign that only the Vulcan bloodline is pure to a certain extent. The vision between the eyebrows is not just a symbol, it also contains the supernatural power of Vulcan, carrying part of the will of Vulcan.

  Before Vulcan fell, there was a golden fire pattern between the eyebrows, which was almost a standard for a generation of gods.

  Nowadays, only powerful warriors who have raised the blood of Vulcan to the level of a demigod can have such a vision.

  The tall giant carefully placed the child the size of his own finger in the palm of his hand.

   Then hold it up high.

  Crimson light shrouded it, and the rushing yang water swayed like golden waves.

   "From today onwards, your name will be 'Xu'."

   "You will be a child of the Zhuyan Tribe, the future Lord of Southern Border." The tall giant said loudly.

   Surrounded by bursts of exclamation.

  Have a name from birth... This is the treatment only a child of God can have.

   But no one questioned it.

   After all, in the eyes of most people, the newly born 'Xu' is the heir of the God of Yangshui. Although it is not born of real blood, it can be regarded as a descendant in a sense.

   There is nothing wrong with taking care of him as a son of God.

  In the deeper mountain forest, in the flaming bushes, more than a dozen monks who united were looking at what happened by the Yangshui at this moment, with resentful expressions on their faces.

   "Just a little bit... just a little bit away is comparable to forcing these Vulcan remnants out of the southern polar region."

"Unexpectedly, at the last moment, the blood of the God of Yangshui was successfully brought into the world, which led to a fall short. Our plan will be greatly delayed. The new son of the blood of the God of Yangshui will definitely be killed by these descendants of the Fire God. Protect it well, and it will not be easy to sneak attack." A monk said through gritted teeth.

  Another monk who looked a little thin said, "It's a fall short? Is that what you think?"

   After finishing speaking, he stopped talking.

  The monk who spoke first was taken aback for a moment, then his face changed slightly: "You mean... this is not a coincidence?"

"Of course it's not a coincidence. The Tianzhu is broken. Even if the Vulcan remnants use a special method to sacrifice to the God of Yangshui, every time the God of Yangshui sends blood, it will consume a huge amount of power. We don't understand God... However, it does not prevent us from making certain inferences.”

"The **** of Yangshui is helping the remnants of Vulcan, if it's not because he has an old relationship with Vulcan, then he must have other plans, and the plans are very big. In your opinion, is it tending towards the former or the latter? "The skinny monk said with a sneer.

"Okay, although this time failed, it also damaged the foundation of the Yangshui River. In the next ten years, the flow of Yangshui will decrease, and there will be constant conflicts between the various tribes along the coast. Everyone...seize the opportunity." This time, it seems to be the leader who spoke.

  So when he spoke, no one had any doubts, but nodded in agreement.

   After a brief gathering, the monks dispersed.

  Some of them come from various tribes in the polar region of southern Xinjiang, and a small number... come from outside the polar region of southern Xinjiang.

  There is neither night nor day in southern Xinjiang, only the eternal crimson sky and the burning world.

  Naturally... People from the outside world, if they can withstand the high temperature and heat, can travel long distances and go deep into the polar regions of southern Xinjiang.

   Wait until the crowd has dispersed.

   Only two people remained.

  One of them was the thin-looking man who had previously suspected that the God of Yangshui had other plans.

   "Brother! Did you see that kid just now?" This person was about to say something, but was interrupted directly.

"Don't say it! Since this is a world where gods manifest, there are naturally some methods that we don't understand. Using mortal thinking to fully understand the thoughts of gods is the deadliest arrogance. If you have such Thoughts will kill you sooner or later."

   "This world belongs to gods, barren people, barren beasts, and us monks, but in the final analysis...it belongs to that unknown power. You have seen the scene of creation."

   "That child may be really unusual. Every world has a predetermined protagonist, and this child...may be the protagonist." 'Big Brother' said.

   Then without waiting for his brother to continue to ask questions, he said directly: "Don't interfere! Don't interfere, don't think about testing or peeping, if you can... I just want to go with the flow, and I hope you think the same way."

   After finishing speaking, he turned and left first.

  After a few steps, it turned into a piece of flowing fire and disappeared into the forest that was also full of flames.

   "Push the boat with the current...?" The thin man sneered, and then he also shattered into flames and disappeared into the crimson forest.

  Everything seems to have returned to calm.

   And a child named Xu began to grow up in the Zhuyan tribe.

  He grows much more slowly than normal children.

  Ordinary children, as long as they drink the blood of wild beasts and eat the meat of wild beasts, their height will grow rapidly.

  But Xu is different, he eats meat and drinks blood no less than a normal five-meter-tall warrior, but at this moment he is still a milk doll who looks less than one meter tall.

  If it wasn't for the special function of his existence, the people in Zhu Yan's tribe would probably have begun to reject and target him.

  In wild tribes, people don't have much intrigue.

  It does not mean that this is a world like the Garden of Eden, precisely because there are no strict rules, no systematic system, and the tribe will be direct, open and merciless when they reduce what they think of as "remnants".

In the whole wild world, those old people whose bodies are aging and have no combat power, those young people who are physically disabled and have lost the ability to fight or hunt, and those children who cannot grow up quickly... will be given up as they should, and no one will Feel something is wrong.

  Because this is the law of survival in the wild.

   If you worship such a barbaric civilization just because of its simplicity, it can only prove that the worshipers themselves have no brains.

   "The child of the world is born!"

   "But... Zhu Yanxu is not the only child of the world."

  "The new world, this huge world full of my ambitions, of course I want to play something different."

"The blessings of the world are scattered, and the many children of the world are shining like stars in this huge world. So in the end... who will have the last laugh?" Ke Xiaoliang sat by the lake, blowing the cool breeze , Looking at the sky and clouds reflected on the lake, I thought so comfortably.

  (end of this chapter)