From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 216 Destroying Mountains and Temples!

Yinshan Mountain has ninety-nine peaks, each one like a fang piercing the sky, shrouded in mist all year round, never letting in sunlight.

The mountain wind carried the smells of dust, blood, and burnt animal bones. Although the human dynasties outside had been civilized for a long time, this place seemed to still be in the primitive era of slash-and-burn agriculture.

Mountain tribes are scattered in various places, living in caves, wooden houses, or caves among rocky cliffs.

Their skin was dark, their lips were often painted with vermilion, and both men and women wore their hair long and their faces covered with it. They pierced their ears with bone needles and adorned their chests with wolf teeth. They all walked barefoot, and even when walking on cliffs, they felt as if they were walking on flat ground.

Different tribes were almost the same size as human villages.

The number of people ranges from several hundred to several thousand.

Of course, with the relentless advance of the human dynasties, those small tribes have long since disappeared, either directly destroyed or forced to retreat deeper into the Yin Mountains and merge with other tribes.

The low-lying, easily arable lands surrounding Yinshan have all been occupied by the dynasty. Today, the Yinshan tribes live deep in the mountains, where vegetation is lush and miasma is pervasive, making them extremely difficult to conquer.

Different tribes also worship different gods.

These alien gods are actually the most troublesome.

Perhaps these alien gods don't have as many methods as celestial officials and earth deities, but they don't adhere to the concept that humans and gods cannot mix. Since they enjoy blood offerings, their self-awareness is already influenced by the tribespeople, making them all distorted and extremely cruel.

Therefore, if they are not eliminated first, the soldiers of the human dynasty will be constantly harassed by these alien gods. With the help of poisonous plants, wild beasts, and miasma in the mountains, even an army of ten thousand men will be slowly worn down by them.

To clear mountains and level villages, you must first destroy mountains and demolish temples!
"Boom boom boom!"

As dusk fell, the Yinshan Mountains turned a deep, dark gray, the peaks fell silent, and the wind was hidden from view.

Nighttime is a time for rest for living beings in the mortal world, but it is the time when the spirits of the underworld are most active.

In the depths of this still, lifeless sky, suddenly three divine lights descended from the horizon, layer upon layer, stepping on clouds, thunderous drums resounding, and overwhelming pressure descending.

The nearby mountain dwellers felt short of breath and their chests felt tight, as if a rain shower was about to come.

Then, in an instant, amidst the terrified gazes of all the mountain people, they saw countless figures in the void, seemingly illusory and unreal.

In the legends of these tribes, there are tales of evil gods from outside coming to their mountains to burn, kill, and plunder.

All that could be seen was a golden and red light in the very center, with incense rising and the light flowing, which in the blink of an eye condensed into a golden and red altar, with golden locks coiled around it and dark seals gleaming.

Afterwards, he sat in the City God's seat, dressed in a black robe with gold patterns and a ceremonial crown. His four faces each had a different expression, and he held a "criminal judgment tablet" and a "soul-capturing axe" in his hands.

Behind him, the City God's troops stood in four rows, armed with spears, short knives, copper hammers, and iron whips, numbering three thousand, their imposing presence truly terrifying.

To the right of the City God, a torrent of water rises into the air, and shrimp soldiers, crab generals, and various water soldiers emerge from the mist.

Each of them had a ferocious face and a tall stature. Although there were not as many of them as the City God, they were extremely imposing.

Above these soldiers and horses, dark clouds lingered, and with the magic of some water officials, they turned into a heavy rain that covered an area of ​​hundreds of miles.

With the help of the water, these shrimp soldiers and crab generals can exert their full strength.

Similarly, the power of hostile deities is diminished by the rain.

On the far left, there is a silvery-white lunar track suspended in the air, like moonlight spreading out from the void.

You Ming rode in the Moonscale Chariot and stood atop it.

The robust four-horned moon unicorn excitedly stomped on the ground, causing the moonlight beneath it to burst into sparkles.

You Ming did not reveal his true form at this moment, but simply transformed into a mermaid and stood in the chariot. Beside him were three divine Yin soldiers, each responsible for driving, defense, and attack.

Of course, for Youming at the moment, their greatest significance is still decoration.

After all, driving yourself is never as prestigious as having your subordinates drive.

Behind the chariot stood over a hundred ghostly soldiers, the smallest of the group. "Three hundred li ahead, there are three tribes, each worshipping a different god."

"On the left is the Temple of White Bones, which is dedicated to the White Bone Mother."

"On the right is the Long Tooth Temple, which houses the Long Tooth Tiger God."

"The deepest part is the Upside-Down Temple, where there is a father bird that swallows eggs, and it is the strongest."

The City God sat upright in the center and slowly began to speak.

With his promotion to City God of the Prefecture, he also rose from the seventh rank to the sixth rank. Once the prefectural city and all the county towns are completed and the population reaches a certain size, he will be able to be promoted to the fifth rank.

This is the speed of Shinto; as long as one is within the system, there is basically no such thing as a "barrier."

As long as enough population and territory are acquired, the number of divine positions can increase accordingly.

Of course, conversely, even gods are bound by the system; the further you progress, the fewer available positions there are, and the less chance you have of promotion.

"The Temple of Bones lies ahead. Let's break down one temple together to boost morale."

Looking around, You Ming could only see a temple made of white bones slowly rising from the fog in the south.

Thousands upon thousands of infant skeletons floated all around, each with a ghostly glow in its eye socket. As if sensing You Ming's gaze, they all looked over.

A hunched figure stood with his back to the crowd, his hair disheveled, his face obscured.

Upon seeing this scene, You Ming's expression suddenly turned cold.

He is a god who grants and protects children, and he cannot bear to see these infants die young.

If they had died of natural causes, that would be one thing, but it is clear that these babies were used as sacrifices to be offered to this White Bone Mother.

This had already ignited the killing intent in You Ming's heart.

"Your Majesty the City God."

"I'll take the lead in this first battle. I've accepted the military order; if we lose this battle, I'm willing to be punished according to military law."

You Ming was not usually one to act impulsively, but at this moment, a genuine killing intent was rising within him.

"No need for a pledge, you may proceed."

Although the City God was the nominal leader of the allied forces, he understood You Ming's thoughts at this moment and agreed directly.

You Ming nodded, and in an instant, the chariot beneath him suddenly rose with intense moonlight, and the four corner moon-scaled hooves shone with light as it charged forward.

The surrounding chariot tracks were like smooth ground, and You Ming's divine soldiers stepped onto them at a speed that was not slow at all.

"boom."

You Ming seemed to break through an invisible barrier and instantly entered another world, as if he had entered a celestial realm from the outside world.

But this is not a grotto-heaven, but the divine realm of an alien god.

Similar to the City God's Realm, it is a completely illusory creation, like a dream, while the Grotto Heaven is half real and half illusory, capable of holding both wandering spirits and living people.

This divine realm was pitifully small, only seven or eight miles in circumference. There were no mountains, rivers, grass, trees, sun, moon, or stars. Only a low, small temple stood on a low slope.

That low slope resembled a withered grave.

As You Ming stepped into it, it was as if countless invisible forces were entangled around him, causing his energy to weaken.

(End of this chapter)