Supreme Electromagnetic Tyrant -
Chapter 320 - 235 Blood Crystal_2
Chapter 320: Chapter 235 Blood Crystal_2
However, their marching speed was neither hurried nor slow, and by the time they reached the settlement, the Biao Clan had already fled.
Their purpose was not to kill.
Before long, the entire Biao Clan settlement was set ablaze, turning it into a sea of flames.
The followers of the Red Emperor only killed enemies on the battlefield, but they did not seek to exterminate fellow believers, only to drive them away and destroy their homes.
Ji Xinghuo couldn’t help but recall a line of poetry: "To cut the grass and not remove the root is to invite the spring breeze to bring it back to life."
"It’s intentional," Xia Qingyu said.
Seeing Ji Xinghuo’s gaze, Xia Qingyu explained in a low voice, "The war of the Red Emperor’s followers primarily aims to produce Blood Crystals, and their secondary goal is to occupy territories and resources. As for the Biao Clan, they can’t be fully considered enemies. Even if victorious, it is necessary to leave a spark for the Biao Clan to have the opportunity to rise again. Otherwise, they would only turn on their own kind in the future."
"Today, the Highlanders won, leaving a lifeline for the Biao Clan."
"Next time, if the Biao Clan wins, they too will not annihilate the Highlanders completely but will leave the women and children. When they grow up, they can be killed again in another round."
Xia Qingyu paused, "I call this ’sustainable slaughter.’
Ji Xinghuo was speechless.
He watched as the Highlanders on the hillside were piling bodies into small mounds and then setting them ablaze, he remarked, "They are truly a group of maniacs!"
The Blood Fury Tribe was just one of the larger tribes on the Bloody Plateau.
There were dozens, if not hundreds, of such tribes.
Every day, the Bloody Plateau witnessed such bloody carnage, a scene that had persisted for countless millennia, and would, in the future, continue endlessly.
"Exactly... "
Xia Qingyu also sighed, "As long as one believes in the Red Emperor, sooner or later they all turn into this sorry state."
Ji Xinghuo was deeply shaken.
The Bloody Plateau was merely a corner of the True Dragon Star Domain, yet in the vast expanse of the Star Realm, there might be countless places caught in a cycle of slaughter like the Bloody Plateau!
The followers of the Red Emperor were scattered throughout the Milky Way, and many civilizations and races worshiped this Star Realm God.
For the first time, Ji Xinghuo had a more concrete understanding of the Star God’s tremendous power.
If only...
Ji Xinghuo couldn’t help but entertain a thought.
Today’s battle, merely one of the wars started by the Blood Fury Tribe, had already yielded him more than 40,000 points of Spiritual Origin Ability. At this moment, with four other armies advancing towards different objectives, there were four battlefields; if he could absorb it all, he might gain over 200,000 points of Spiritual Origin Ability!
If he stayed in the Bloody Plateau long-term, frequently engaging in bloody battles, the amount of Spiritual Origin Ability he could gain was unimaginable.
However, his human identity was still too inconvenient.
If he could disguise himself as a Highlander, or even as a follower of the Red Emperor, without bringing Misha and Xia Qingyu, acting alone and keeping a low profile, just harvesting Spiritual Origin Ability and leaving, the efficiency could be increased manyfold.
Ji Xinghuo’s mind grew active.
There were many abilities related to disguise, but he did not need to merge with them personally; there were also forms of Superpower Equipment for transformation and disguise.
He also needed to master the language of the Highlanders, a dialect of the Xinyaarak Language. His major was precisely Xinyaarak Language; by spending ten days to half a month mimicking the Highlander’s accent and common jargon, he should be able to master it.
But there was one difficulty: how to know where a bloody battle would break out?
He must have a well-informed channel of information.
Ji Xinghuo immediately thought of Sky Falling Cliff, the most important resource distribution center in the eastern part of the plateau and a hub for gathering information.
If he could gain the support of Han Qiu, the chieftain of the Snow Ape Giant Tribe, he should be able to get timely information.
"I’ll discuss it with him after I get back."
A moment later.
The Highlander warriors on the mountain had destroyed the Biao Clan’s settlement and immediately retreated, clearing the battlefield. He Yan then reassembled the army and withdrew from the battlefield.
When they reached the foot of Giant Peak, it had dawned.
The light of the golden sun illuminated the land; the Red Flame Star in the sky was still conspicuous.
He Yan ordered the troops to rest on a flat highland, having marched all night and engaged in a battle of life and death; many were ravenously hungry and some with minor injuries also needed treatment for recovery.
Ji Xinghuo also dismounted from Qing Hong’s back and took out some food from the saddle bag to feed it.
The mercenaries scattered around in small groups, eating dry food and water, repairing their weapon equipment; everyone was fairly relaxed.
Occasionally, people cast their glances towards Ji Xinghuo.
In the battle, Ji Xinghuo had impressed the mercenaries, suppressing a hundredfold more enemies by himself.
Even more, his spear had heavily wounded the leader of the legendary Biao Clan.
The mercenaries were astounded.
In this victory, Ji Xinghuo deserved at least thirty percent of the credit, and he had also saved many lives present, earning their gratefulness.
Huangyan Lan approached with a sincere expression, "Thank you. Without you, Ji Rong and Senge Kaz would have died. You saved their lives."
Behind her, that Highlander Martial Artist and another Deserted People teammate bowed to Ji Xinghuo.
Ji Xinghuo nodded slightly.
Seeing that he was reluctant to speak more, Huangyan Lan took a long look at Ji Xinghuo and, with her teammates, stepped back. After she left, more mercenaries came to thank Ji Xinghuo; he didn’t mind—it was just a simple gesture to him. Saving these people and keeping the enemies at bay also served his interests.
Suddenly, the surrounding mercenaries tensed up.
Ji Xinghuo turned back and saw He Yan riding on the back of the Wolf King, approaching him.
"Lord He Yan."
The mercenaries saluted one after another, but He Yan, with an expressionless face, seemed not to hear. The Wolf King came close to Ji Xinghuo, and he looked down at Ji Xinghuo, scrutinizing him several times, then squeezed out a smile uglier than crying on that face covered with blood-red tattoos.
"I’ve seen your contribution; well done!" He Yan said.
Ji Xinghuo nodded neither haughtily nor humbly, "I just want to survive on the battlefield."
"I will report your contribution truthfully to the chief," said He Yan.
As he spoke, He Yan suddenly appeared right in front of Ji Xinghuo, making Ji Xinghuo’s heart skip a beat. Enduring the looming crisis without moving, He Yan patted his shoulder, "If you can continue to perform exceptionally in the upcoming battles and live until the end, I will ask the chief to grant you three Blood Crystals."
"Thank you, Lord He Yan!" Ji Xinghuo feigned surprise.
He Yan smiled, instantly moved back to the Wolf King, and ran off.
The mercenaries were all envious.
Three Red Emperor Blood Crystals, even if he dared to use only one, the other two could be traded for other strange treasures.
That was equivalent to obtaining three opportunities to merge with the Alien Species.
Misha approached, her face showing annoyance, complaining, "Why only three? Couldn’t Lord He Yan give just one more Blood Crystal?"
Before coming here, Ji Xinghuo had made a promise with her; if he got more than three Blood Crystals, he would give her one.
"That’s not up to me," Ji Xinghuo said with a laugh.
Misha rubbed her hands, "Maybe you should push a bit harder, perhaps Lord He Yan will be more generous and give you a few more Blood Crystals."
Ji Xinghuo ignored her and turned back to continue feeding Qing Hong.
Blood Crystals, such precious treasures, were considered strategic resources for the Blood Fury Tribe, likely allocated to earners before the war even began. With He Yan’s authority, managing to give an extra two was already a stretch.
Did they really believe followers of the Red Emperor were all great benefactors?
After resting.
He Yan led the remaining more than eight thousand people, continuing westward, deep into the territory of the "Skull Splitter Tribe," heading straight for the next slaughter target.
The Blood Fury Tribe split its forces into five routes, penetrating deep into enemy territory, finally reuniting at the largest settlement of the "Skull Splitters," a place called "Red River Giant Peak," a core area for this tribe of Snow Ape Giants. The ultimate goal was to capture and occupy their Blood Altar.
On this route, He Yan’s troops still had to capture two more settlements.
The next battle would take place in the afternoon.
Ji Xinghuo rode on Qing Hong’s back, following the army. Within his field of view, he opened the interface of the Wanxiang Star Pupil, pondering how to use these 40,231 points of Spiritual Origin Ability!
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