"Are you sure this is the right way?"
Old Baal walked cautiously into the explosion area. In front of him were Su Xiao and Bobowang.
After the older man absorbed the Regeneration Egg, the situation in his body stabilized, so he was more afraid of death.
Su Xiao sprinkled gunpowder on the road, and he asked Old Baal if the explosion ant would move after it dived into the earth. The answer was that it would not move.
Walking in the explosion area, Su Xiao turned his head and looked at Old Baal. "You didn't prepare a way out before?"
Old Baal shook his head and laughed at himself.
"I was not prepared. The Seed of Origin seriously eroded my reason. At that time, my mind was full of how to get the Regeneration Egg."
After saying that, Old Baal sighed.
"Heh, perhaps you don't believe me. This is the sixth time I've come to steal the Regeneration Egg."
Old Baal looked at the mother nest as if he had thought of something funny.
"The Zerg did not invade us at all. For hundreds of years, it was the Yosenman Tribe who attacked the Zerg."
Su Xiao was not surprised by what Old Baal said.
Regeneration eggs were the only way for the blood vine warriors to survive. It was not strange for the leaders of the successive generation of the Yosenman tribe to seize this resource.
While talking, the two walked out of the explosion area, and Old Baal turned to look at the nest.
"The war with the Zerg is going to end."
Old Baal stood in place, looking at the mother nest from afar.
"When I met the Zerg Queen before, she sounded like she was preparing to leave. She should have sensed that the 'Cold Calamity' is coming.
The Yosenman tribe might not be able to survive this 'Cold Calamity.'"
"Cold Calamity?"
"Yes, Cold Calamity. There would not be any blood vine warriors."
The two of them headed in the direction of the Yosenman tribe, chatting as they walked.
"If it's just to fight against the Zerg, there's no need for us to carry out the ritual and become that bullshit 'short-lived warrior'."
Old Baal gritted his teeth.
"Oh? The blood vine warrior was not born to fight against the Zerg?"
"Of course not. What are they?" Shaking his head with a smile, Old Baal continued, "The Zerg Queen has always thought that we were no match for her, but she did not know that if not for the mother being able to produce the eggs and not enslave them, we would have killed her long ago.
The blood vine warriors have been passed down for thousands of years, and the Zerg have only descended for a few hundred years.
Perhaps the Zerg Queen also felt that the things in the black forest were becoming more and more stable, and there were signs of awakening.
Summer was about to pass, and the cold winter was coming, so leaving this island was a wise choice."
Old Baal did not say what was in the black forest, but he was not exaggerating.
The behavior of the Yosenman Tribe in choosing to live in the Red Earth Region was very unusual. It had to be known that they only needed to pass through the cliff stone bridge to reach the common area.
The common area had a good environment and was rich in fresh water and food. Although there were more beasts, for the Yosenman Tribe, those beasts were food.
The Yosenman Tribe did not choose to enter the common area but instead lived in the Red Earth Region, which had a bad environment.
The periphery of the common area was the deep black forest, which was next to each other. If something happened in the black forest, the common area would be the first unlucky area.
Living in the Red Earth Region was different. Cliffs surrounded it. There was only a natural stone bridge that was a passage. This was a natural 'Fortress.'
"The Zerg Queen has never seen it, and she does not care about the warning of our ancestors. In her opinion, this is just a small island on a remote planet. It can't be compared with the void, but he doesn't know that our Yosenman tribe was also a void race."
Su Xiao stopped and looked at Old Baal with a strange light in his eyes.
"Are you surprised? These things can't be spread. It is unclear whether the Yosenman tribe can survive this disaster, so there is nothing to say."
Old Baal looked up at the sky, his muddy old eyes full of helplessness.
We are the Keepers, sent by a King in the void. We have been guarding this place for thousands of years.
"On this barren island, we gradually lost our civilization and technology. The clan members became more and more primitive.
It is impossible to leave this island and restrict our development."
Old Baal sighed.
"Forget it, and it is meaningless to say these things. I will take you to see the ceremony first. You adventurers always make unreasonable demands."
Su Xiao was thinking about the words of Old Baal.
Before, he thought that Devour Island was based on Zerg and human war, but now it seemed that it was not the case.
The Yosenman tribe was not the native of the island. They were the foreign guardians guarding something or a creature on the island.
"Since you have the strength to destroy the Zerg, why don't you enslave them and let the Zerg produce more and more eggs?"
Old Baal, who was walking in front, shook his head.
"The price is too high. Unless it is not a cold disaster, we will not use that, absolutely not, never!"
Old Baal stopped talking and walked forward like a muffled gourd.
"Wait."
Su Xiao stopped in place. Old Baal frowned, thinking that Su Xiao wanted to force him to ask something.
"Someone is approaching."
Su Xiao pressed his hand on the handle of the sword. Although Old Baal did not believe Su Xiao, he knew that Su Xiao would not joke about this kind of thing.
The engine's roar sounded, and an armored vehicle with three rows of seats drove into their line of sight. It was obvious that the person driving the armored vehicle was a contractor.
Inside the armored vehicle, a bearded man leaned against the back seat. Beside him was a female contractor. His hand was wandering inside the female contractor's clothes.
"Old Black Brother, there is someone in front."
The skinny driver spoke.
"Are you a native or a contractor?"
The bearded older man pulled out the big hand from the female contractor's clothes and pinched the fluffy beard on his chin.
The older man was not a black man. His skin was only slightly black, and his face was full of beard, so everyone called him the old black.
"A native and... a contractor!"
"Huh?"
Old Black stood up straight and looked out through the side window.
There were six people in the armored vehicle, five men and one woman. This armored vehicle should be carried with space compression technology.
"Brother Black, ignore them. We have to leave the Red Earth Region as soon as possible. We haven't eaten for a day. Without that dead fool, we wouldn't be lacking food."
The female contractor next to Old Black spoke. This female contractor's tone was flattering, and her status among them should not be high.
"They have food and fresh water with them."
Old Black saw the dried meat and mountain spring water that Bobowang carried on his back.
"Great."
"Grab them."
Several contractors took out their weapons.
"Old Black, don't cause trouble. The most important thing is to leave as soon as possible."
An older man in the last row of the armored car spoke. The older man sat alone in the back row. As he spoke, he took out a biscuit and ate it.
The sound of chewing came from inside the car. Everyone, including Old Black, swallowed their saliva. They had not eaten for a day.
"Master, there is not much food..."
Just as Old Black opened his mouth, he found that Master was looking at him coldly.
A surge of anger rose in his heart. Old Black could smash this older man into a meat patty if they were to compete in strength.
However, Old Black did not dare. If this older man were missing a single hair, his Guild Leader would chop him up and pour wine.
"I said to ignore them. Didn't you hear me?"
Master finished the biscuits in his hand and took out a water bottle to drink slowly.
"Got it, Master. Let's go."
Old Black heaved a long sigh of relief and suppressed the anger in his heart.
