A person's memory has its limits.

Even if you are as strong as Bai Xiao, you cannot record every bit of your life in every detail. Some things will inevitably be forgotten after a long time, such as the gray piece of meat held in the hand by the corpse.

If it weren't for being spread out and placed in front of him, Bai Xiao would have really forgotten this thing.

That is Wu Fan's remains.

When Bai Xiao first arrived in Hongshan City, in order to sneak into Zhu Junshen's laboratory, he visited a deserter in the laboratory. The man boarded a special magic weapon that gained self-awareness. It was a bleak accident that Zhu Junshen encountered when he was testing the Chaos and Chaos. The magic weapon with Chaos and Chaos can hide the world, allowing Bai Xiao, who had no chance of being a magic Tao at that time, to sneak into the top magic Tao laboratory in the world. Even people who know nothing about the magic Tao can understand its rare value, so since then, Bai Xiao has kept it in his animal skin bag and carried it closely.

Later, Bai Xiao made rapid progress on the path of demons. The effect of this object became smaller and smaller, and it was quickly forgotten. He just habitually placed it on his waist or chest. The piece of meat was initially rotten and stinky, but it was wrapped in an animal skin bag, and the smell could not spread out completely. After being wrapped for a long time, the rotten meat lost its activity, became gray and exhausted. Because it had no taste and did not hinder Bai Xiao's own magic energy operation, Bai Xiao was fortunate to use it as a souvenir. The animal skin bag was also an unreliable snow-capped mountain strange thing. It was accompanied by Bai Xiao's battles in the south and north, and even experienced the torrent of magic energy of foreign objects from outside the sky, without any damage. It was not until the corpse passed through his chest, and finally broke the hole and was captured by someone.

It was not until this time that Bai Xiao finally realized why he was attacked by his compatriots.

"So... it's parasitic here!?"

The corpse suddenly saw Bai Xiao, nodded, and squeezed a sarcastic whistle from his broken throat.

Bai Xiao had nothing to say after being ruthlessly ridiculed. After all, he was the fault of this matter first. He was staying in his chest by the enemy of life and death and suddenly realized that the face of the hunter in the snow mountain was about to be lost.

Although Bai Xiao can also find many reasons and excuses: for example, the opponent is a foreign object outside the sky, and his methods are unpredictable. For example, the fragments of the chaotic magic weapon are of special nature and have a thin sense of existence. For example, he usually has more than ten animal skin pockets, and various universal props are placed inside. It is not surprising that this gray piece of meat... But no matter how many excuses are, it cannot erase the cold reality.

He was parasitized on his chest by foreign objects outside the sky.

"Did you wake up for it?"

The corpse sneered again, and at the same time, he pointed at the beating heart in Bai Xiao's chest that had been cut open... and the magic weapon that was staying next to the heart.

Bai Xiao knew that the abundant magical reaction on his body was also one of the reasons for their awakening, but compared to foreign objects outside the sky parasitized in the chaos, these tribal ancestors were somewhat tolerant of descendants who fell into the path of demons.

Thinking of this, Bai Xiao felt a little embarrassed. In the previous fierce battle, he thought that his opponent's target was his life, so he tried his best to resist and killed many ancestors with his own hands...

"Oh."

The whistling sound was squeezed out from the corpse's throat again.

Bai Xiao understood again.

"So that's it. As long as you don't die in the hands of foreign objects, you won't really die... So, what were you fighting back then?"

The corpse clasped his palms tightly, and the gray pieces of meat turned into a ball of minced meat in its hands.

Bai Xiao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "The monster... is a human-demon war?!"

The breath in the corpse's throat was a little lighter, but it showed the contempt to the fullest. Obviously, the word "human war" sounded like a joke to it.

Bai Xiao suddenly became excited, but before he could ask the question, the corpse handed the heavy battle axe in front of Bai Xiao with a series of crisp sounds of bone friction.

Bai Xiao suddenly realized what the other party wanted to do.

He only remained silent for a moment, then reached out to take the battle axe.

As expected, the weight was unusual, and with his crippled body, it was almost impossible to lift it.

But no matter how riddled, can we still miserably over the tribal ancestors who only had one bone left? Since the other party intends to hand over the battle axe to him, he will take it anyway.

At the moment when the stubbornness arose in his heart, Bai Xiao suddenly felt that the weight in his hand seemed to have become a little lighter... However, it was not that the Tianyun Battle Axe became lighter, but that his power became stronger.

Bai Xiao watched his arm, which had been chopped to the point of revealing bones everywhere, regenerated his muscles and skin at an astonishing speed, and recovered as before in a moment. With the twisted and powerful muscle contraction, the heavy battle axe was finally able to barely leave the ground.

It was far less relaxed than the corpse in front of me, but after all... it was picked up by him.

And the moment the battle axe left the ground, countless fragmented pictures rushed into my mind.

Bai Xiao saw the clouds that covered the sky and the sun, and under the clouds was the whistling blood wind. The hunter's keen sense of smell was instantly blocked by the rich smell of blood.

All the smells between the sky and the earth were covered with blood, and all the colors in their sight also turned into black and red... This sudden change made Bai Xiaohua adapt for a moment, and then he looked carefully and found that the cloud above his head was essentially densely packed with monsters.

Thousands... no, they should be hundreds of millions of monsters.

It was an incredibly large army of demons that had never been recorded in human history books.

Compared with this demon army that completely blocks the sunshine, the so-called demon main force, which is colorfully rendered in the history books of the Holy Yuan Empire, is like a reserve for the boy scouts in kindergarten.

But Bai Xiao is sure that no history book of human civilization records such a huge army, and even in unofficial history, there is no such thing as this.

Because this is a very simple logical question: With such a huge army of demons, humans have long been extinct. Where can such a brilliant demon civilization come from today?

But Bai Xiao knew very well that the tribal ancestor in front of him could not have shown him hallucinations.

Everything in the picture is real history that has indeed happened.

"So, the main force of the demon clan was actually in the North?"

The corpse did not answer. Since it handed over the battle axe to Bai Xiao, its momentum has rapidly declined. Bai Xiao understood the meaning of this, so he no longer asked more, but instead carefully understood the fragments of the pictures in his mind.

The demon army that covered the sky and the sun was not for viewing. They soon landed and dyed the earth into black that was exactly the same as the sky.

The pure white snow-capped mountains in the northern border seemed to be covered with white paper soaked in ink, and in the darkness, there was only a slight white land that was unseen.

That is the Pure Land defended by the soldiers of the Snow Mountain Tribe with their lives.

Bai Xiao unexpectedly saw the tribal leader holding the Tianyue Battle Axe. However, what surprised him was that the tribal leader in this memory was far less powerful than the heavenly strength he had just shown when he fought. Faced with the tide of the demon army, the characteristics he showed were only very stubborn and could not retreat if he fought to the death.

In terms of strength, it seems to be about the difference between himself after he has just transformed, and his skills are far inferior. The Tianyun Divine Soldier is not as magical as the legendary one. In Bai Xiao's opinion, it may not even be comparable to his own bone spear.

As for the soldiers beside the leader, they were even more unbearable. Their martial arts can indeed see the shadows of many classic skills in later generations, but they are just shadows and prototypes, and are far from the stage of entering the house. Even when the soldiers cooperate with each other, they often have flaws, and even if they are caught by monsters, causing tragic casualties.

This kind of mob is in line with historical common sense - tribal civilization is still making progress slowly. In other words, the ancestors more than two thousand years ago were unreasonable to be stronger than the current tribal masters, and the scenes that Bai Xiao saw were normal.

Such a warrior alone can certainly not stop the demon clan's army that covers the sky and the sun... But Bai Xiao quickly saw the trick again.

Although there are many demons, they are truly mobs. Most of them are the "scarce demons" levels recorded in the book. Although there are many, they do not appear to be crushed as soon as they come up. Although the ancestors of the tribe struggled to defend, they finally did not collapse at once, but instead maintained the front line staggeringly.

It seems like it is wind and rain, and it may collapse thousands of miles at any time, but the snow-white circle on the map has never been destroyed, but has become more and more stable.

Because the tribal warriors on the front line are growing at an astonishing speed.

Everything that cannot kill them will only become a nutrient for growth.

Bai Xiao witnessed the growth of these warriors with his own eyes. On the first day, they were in a difficult position and even had to fill the gap in the defense line at the cost of human life - and their opponents were just a group of evil demons who were worse than those of the strange beasts in the snow mountain.

On the third day, the front line was completely stabilized, and more than 300 snow-mounted soldiers were divided into multiple groups and took turns to move forward. The scenes on the battlefield were even a bit funny - some people were fighting bloody in front, while some people were almost leaning against their comrades and resting and resting.

On the fifth day, Bai Xiao could already see some of the shadows of today's corpses from the ancestors of these tribes. Their movements became swift and decisive, and even the power of their bodies was increasing in great strides - killing the demons seemed to naturally bring about evolutionary power.

As for the leaders who have always stood on the front line, they have been completely reborn.

Before the war started, he was at most close to Bai Xiao's level a few months ago, but after just five days of fighting, he already had Bai Xiao's combat power at this time and was still evolving rapidly. The battle axe in his hand became a little bigger - it was the first time Bai Xiao saw a metal weapon that spontaneously proliferated!

"So that's it. If you use war to support war, does the demons have such a wonderful use?"

For the hunters of the tribe, it is normal to evolve on the hunting ground. A fierce beast not only means that it is full of treasures, but also means that the hunter's strength can improve by leaps and bounds after a hunt.

But the efficiency is not as high as it is now, and it can become stronger almost every breath.

This obviously has nothing to do with the talents and bloodlines of the warriors. It is just the catalyst of the demon clan. But as the tribal warriors in their minds are slaughtering evil demons, Bai Xiao couldn't help but feel envious.

If I had been on the stage, I would have probably been killed as a god or a Buddha.

Time in the picture continued to go on, and soon the battle had reached the fifteenth day.

At this time, the demons realized that the simple inferior demons were simply giving the enemy supplements, and the higher-level demons began to descend on the battlefield, and they did reverse the occupation for a while.

Bai Xiao clearly saw a small, but extremely fast and extremely penetrating demon race. As soon as he appeared, he penetrated an agile warrior who was good at throwing spears and bows in the middle.

There are also demons who are round, like flesh balls, which release fluctuations that disrupt the mind several thousand meters apart - and except for the leader of the tribe, the rest of the people obviously do not have the forbidden demon body, and they are easily disturbed by the five senses and then suffer severe damage in the compact front.

The front line had to shrink further, and the shift system was immediately abolished. All soldiers had to personally take the front line and fight until they fell completely.

In theory, this kind of sleepless battle will only drag everyone down, and in fact, hundreds of soldiers fell into the subsequent battle.

However, nearly half of the people still persisted.

Those who persist are reborn. They don’t need to rest at all. As long as they keep hunting the demons, they can draw the nutrients they want from the other party’s corpses. As their growth, the troops reinforced by the demons are no longer worth worrying.

Whether it is the sting demon who is unstable in body shape or the brain demon who directly shakes his will, it has no threat to the front line, but has become high-quality nutrients, constantly nourishing the remaining warriors.

However, just as the situation of the war stabilized again, the real disaster came.

The picture became incomplete at this point, and Bai Xiao could only vaguely see a burning black fireball falling from the sky and smashing straight into the middle of the battle formation.

Several warriors who were extremely powerful and tried to use brute force to take over were wiped out on the spot. Even the tribe leader used the Tianyu Battle Axe to block it, and the aftermath was shocked by the aftermath, and the memory scene was broken.

When the picture stabilized again, the battlefield had become purgatory.

There were only more than ten tribes who were still standing on the battlefield, each of which was full of holes and could not even be human.

But the demon army that covered the sky was also swept away, and the sky was no longer covered by black clouds, but it only seemed that

Finally standing in front of the tribe, a behemoth with black all over the head... it should be the leader of the demon clan, but unfortunately, even if Bai Xiao read through the history of the human-demon war, he could not recognize his identity.

After all, it was cut into a ball of rotten meat, and no matter how big it was, it was impossible to identify it.

The demons lost their leader and a army of hundreds of millions of evil demons. Although the tribe suffered heavy casualties, they had achieved a brilliant victory after all. However, the survivors did not have the joy of victory. They swayed their bodies and walked on a rugged mountain road like zombies. The people holding the axe took the lead, with their expressions and steps solemn.

I don’t know how long this journey lasted until the colors in the horizon became darker, until the lonely team became thinner and the mountain road under my feet came to an end.

And at the end, despair.

They saw the border of the northern border, the huge wall covering the sky and the sun.

At this moment, Bai Xiao also realized what was going on. In the fierce battle with the demons, although these tribal warriors wiped out their opponents, they were also tragically plotted against them and remained in the virtual world.

The warriors of the tribe were not afraid of any powerful enemies, but they knew almost nothing about the virtual world. They could only use their hands and feet to explore the path to home in the clumsy way, while the end of the road was an insurmountable barrier.
To be continued...