Most of the legends are false, but some are always true.

More than three hundred years ago, the sun in Sujia began to weaken. The spacecraft sent out did not find a suitable settlement, but instead attracted dangerous enemies. At that time, many people were researching new energy sources day and night. One of them found almost

Something that can replace bloodstone.

Thorny blood.

Ironically, the discoverer himself was a troublemaker.

In the great fear caused by despair, the Sandi people raised their knives towards the Thorny people who had fought side by side. Although some Sandi people tried their best to prevent such atrocities, they could not change the Thorny people's fate.

The number of Thorn people was originally much smaller than that of Sand people, and because they were peaceful by nature and not good at fighting, they were almost wiped out in a short period of time.

They had to flee in all directions, and eventually a team of several hundred people discovered the seeds of the sacred tree underground.

The legend about the sacred tree is almost a myth that no one takes seriously - this seed that can bring life needs to be awakened with life and faith.

However, "life and faith" come in many forms, and the leader of the Thorny People at that time chose the most extreme and dangerous one among the hatreds... and perhaps the most powerful one.

They used their lives and hatred to awaken the sacred tree.

It broke out of the ground and held up a world for them...but only for them.

It absorbs the remaining vitality of the entire world to feed this world, but except for the Thorny people, no other race can enter the barrier. But the price is that they must continue to feed it with their own blood and lives. In the end, when they are

What is dedicated to it cannot satisfy it, and it is likely to strangle all life.

There is nothing to resent - it is just a tree, a tree that instinctively wants to live. What you awaken it will feed it.

This matter had been hidden for a long time, and only the elders who presided over the sacrifices could know about it. At first, the sacrifices were held every fifty years, but soon became once every thirty years, and then every ten years...

The selected "saints" came here with devout faith, and finally shed their blood in the holy lake.

They will receive teachings over a long period of time, allowing them to firmly believe that their sacrifice is great and is for their own people... But when facing death, not everyone can be so firm and calm.

They will have fear, regret, and even resentment towards the people who live on their own blood.

Ruan's daughter is also one of the saints. When he came here to participate in the sacrifice ten years ago, he was even full of pride, even though his daughter would spend her whole life on the sacred tree and never see him again.

But when he returned home, he dreamed that his daughter looked at him silently and sadly, with tears streaming down her face.

He began to study the ancient sacrifice and pursue the secrets hidden within it. What saddened and shocked him was not only the fact, but also how easy it was to discover this "fact".

The attack power of Thorny's magic is quite weak, but almost everyone has some ability to predict.

Many people have had doubts in life, many people have searched for answers, but in the end, almost everyone just remained silent and accepted such a sacrifice.

"You have seen those spaceships flying in the sky." Bo Xi raised his hand and pointed upward, "You have seen how they attack the barrier... Once the barrier disappears, we have no ability to resist such attacks."

——But we should have.

Silently, Moying thought. If they had not given up on the technological civilization that their ancestors had participated in, in these three hundred years, they could have become more powerful...even more powerful than the enemies who coveted them.

But these words are meaningless to say now.

"You said you have seen my runes," Ruan said, "then you should be able to see that we do not want to break the barrier immediately, we just..."

"You want to let the Sandlanders in." The great elder's turbid eyes revealed sarcasm and disgust, "If you just want to change the way the sacred tree grows, even if it is dangerous, you may not be able to give it a try. But, Ru'an,

How could you be as naive as your young students... Even through the barrier, haven't you ever seen their eyes at the border? If you let them in, they will just wave their knives at us like before. You

Maybe we have the support of some power...but can that power really protect us all?"

Ruan hesitated for a moment before he realized that the "certain power" he was talking about probably meant Is - according to Mo Ying, no one else saw him and the little sand man at that time.

He now knew how they got in. The little sand man swore that he was the only one who knew about the crack, so the possibility that others could get in the same way should be very low... Although he was still a little uneasy, at this moment, he had no intention

Bosch explains this.

"That's just a follow-up... some ideas, and not all Saudis can come in easily." He said, "Only..."

"No despicable Sandlander has the right to enter here." Boshi interrupted him, his tone cold and firm, "You..."

He stopped. Ruan in front of him was looking blankly at the holy lake behind him, and he had actually heard the sound of water. But his reaction was much slower than that of the young man. When he turned around, he exclaimed

The sound and roars were already heard together, but before he could see anything clearly, the blazing beam of light had already penetrated his chest.

He fell crookedly, and in his gradually blurred vision, the Sandlanders... and outsiders were leaping out of the holy lake one by one, raising weapons towards them.

The wound on his chest didn't bleed much, but it penetrated his lungs. The burning pain gradually seeped out into a cold numbness. He looked at everything in front of him, choking and coughing, with anger and a sense of difficulty.

Pleasant to describe - He had also been confused, but in the end, the Saudis themselves gave them the best proof that his persistence was not wrong.

They can't forgive, they can't believe... Only in this way can they survive.

As his consciousness gradually fell into darkness, he heard a rich and majestic voice:

"Tortosa, stop!"

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Is watched the group of sand people climb to the top of the tree and judged that they would not be able to fight for a while, so he flew back to the temple under the tree to find his book.

When he packed up the books and flew back, the top of the tree was already as messy as a pot of boiling vegetable soup.

The Sand People were attacking the Thorn People, and the Thorn People were fighting back, but at the same time, the Sand People themselves were fighting together. Arcee seemed to want to stop them, but was pulled aside by Nya.

You don't have to listen to Iss to know what he will say - "This is their own business."

But without them, these sand people wouldn't be able to get in at all.

When Osha was so anxious that he wanted to jump down, he grabbed him and threw him on his back, transforming back into an ice dragon at that moment.

It's not just for showing off... If you want to calm down both sides as soon as possible in such a melee, a giant dragon falling from the sky and a roar that carries the power of the dragon are probably the most effective.

It took the trampled leaves and smashed them straight into the holy lake. With a wave of its claws, it lifted out all the people who were still soaking in the lake. Then it slapped the water surface violently, and the splashes turned into ice balls, killing those who were already weak.

Those whose feet were weak but still clung to opponents of the same or foreign race and refused to let go were all knocked to the ground.

The holy lake finally calmed down completely.

Everyone looked up at the huge dragon and backed away in fear as it raised its wings.

"Don't worry," the dragon's voice rumbled down, "I don't eat humans - neither dogs nor chickens eat alive."

Everyone retreated further silently.

Although I don’t understand it a bit...but it seems even scarier!

But comparatively speaking, Thorny's surprise was greater than his fear. After all, this giant beast that fell from the sky...it was scaly!

The scaly giant lazily expressed its opinion: "I don't like to see people fighting either -"

Especially, it was played with such no technical content.

Also, it’s really troublesome to play the role of stopping the fight instead of joining it!

It deliberately prolonged the tune. When the last note disappeared, one of the sandlanders finally reacted and took a step forward.

The little sandman clinging to the ice dragon's back kept shivering, and a thin voice penetrated into the ice dragon's ears: "High, high, high, high!"

The ice dragon narrowed his eyes and looked at the sand man who was neither the burliest nor the prettiest - his black hair was mixed with tawny, like a mixed-haired dog.

But his tone was indeed full of the calmness and certainty of a person in power.

"I'm sorry." He said, "I apologize for the harm we caused...it was not what we originally intended."

He looked at his companion: "Tortosa, you really disappoint me."

Tortosa, the sand man who originally seemed a bit honest, now looks more like a ferocious wolf. Even though he has been controlled by the other two sand men, he still looks like he can rush out and bite anyone's throat at any time.

appearance.

"You are too soft-hearted, Gower." His voice was deep, "Only blood can wash away hatred."

Gore shook his head helplessly: "Blood will only make hatred never disappear."

He turned to look at Ruan.

"I heard some of what you said." He said, "I think you may have the same views as me."

"...Perhaps." Ruan's cold voice was still trembling, "But the blood shed today has made the hatred deeper."

"He's not dead." Arcee said at the right moment.

After the ice dragon appeared, she broke away from Nia and rushed to the great elder who fell to the ground - no one else had any vital injuries, only the old thorny man was shot through the chest.

He was seriously injured, but the healing spell she secretly cast was equally effective here. She left some wounds and pretended to apply some medicine, and the old Thorny man suddenly let out a heavy inhalation, followed by a low cry.

moan.

There were exclamations and gasps, and Arcee's eyes were filled with gratitude.

"...I apologize to you again." Gower bowed his head sincerely, "And, our guests who fell from the sky have such miraculous powers... Maybe it is God's will, isn't it?"

"I thought the people in the sand didn't believe in God." Ruan remained vigilant, but his tone softened slightly.

"The Thorn people did not believe in the power of technology." Gower replied, "But they finally walked out of the forest and created the most glorious era of Suga together with the Sand People."

"Then they were almost slaughtered." An elder couldn't help but say.

"I will not defend my ancestors." Gower said, "They are indeed unpardonable... But in your history books, is there not a single Saudi Arabian who tried to prevent such a massacre, or even stood side by side with you?
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