I'm trapped in a cube

The interpreters of the Quiet Night Tribe could not understand the words of darkness at all, and they did not even understand what those words meant.

They only knew that darkness would continue to expand with time and space.

Members of other tribes also wanted to crack the "code" of darkness, but they were no match for the Quiet Night Tribe.

They were certainly powerless to solve the code that even the Quiet Night Tribe could not solve...

After Han Qin finished telling this legend, she curiously asked Mo Ling:

"What do you think the words of darkness mean?"

Mo Ling was stunned:

"I don't know..."

...

The Cold Night Tribe prepared this trap for the flame in an orderly manner.

Finally, the reconnaissance troops in the distance brought good news: the flame was approaching.

Along with the flame came the alien army, which was driven by the flame and served as cannon fodder to fill the line.

But the Cold Night Tribe did not intend to fight the flame head-on, they had their own way to distinguish the alien army from the flame.

"Let's go to the center of the mountain."

After a long period of exploration and arrangement, the Hanye tribe has already explored the mountain thoroughly and set up ambushes at various locations. Now they just need to wait quietly for the enemy to enter the mountain.

"Will the flame not see through the trap?"

The traps set by the Hanye tribe are very obvious. It is obvious that they want the other party to fill them with their lives. Mo Ling is very worried that the flame will find other ways to bypass these traps.

But Hanchao is very sure that the flame will definitely move forward along the route he designed and eat all the traps.

"It is not afraid of death, nor does it take the alienated army seriously. Every time it attacks, it rushes forward."

Hanchao knows the behavior of the flame very well. In fact, the flame has a certain wisdom, but it will not use this wisdom in battle. For it, which is immortal, it just needs to run over it all the way, which has always been its way of fighting.

Anyway, even if it is killed, it will be resurrected soon, and it will also mark the dark race that killed it with the mark of flame. The dark race fighting the alienated army will also be infected by the mutation. It does not need to think too much.

But this will also become its weakness.

"This time the trap is not as simple as before." Han Chao said confidently.

"Have you fought it many times before?" Mo Ling asked curiously.

"Yes, every time, we suffered heavy casualties, and many companions were alienated. It would destroy all our traps and clear out every one of our back-up plans, leaving no room for us. If we kill it by chance, we will also be marked with a fire mark, and the fight will not end until we die."

When Han Chao said this, he was very calm, and he did not look like he had experienced many battles.

"What about the companions marked with fire?" Mo Ling continued to ask.

"Left."

"Left?"

"Well, if they continue to stay in the tribe, they will expose their positions, so they all dispersed into the darkness, walking alone into the depths of darkness, and no one knows where they went... The previous leader of the Han Ye tribe left like this, and then his child, Han Qin, took over the position of leader."

"Han Qin? But aren't you the leader now?" Mo Ling asked in surprise.

"She is too young to be the leader, so the elders of the tribe let me act as the leader first. I am not the leader, I am just an ordinary warrior. The real leader is Han Qin. She doesn't have to call me the leader, but she is used to calling me that."

So that's it, Mo Ling suddenly realized.

No wonder Han Chao asked everyone to leave when he talked to him before, but Han Qin stayed.

"You are a good acting leader. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't know."

Hearing Mo Ling's praise, Han Chao seemed a little embarrassed, and his heart beat faster.

"It doesn't matter who is the leader, we are all part of the darkness."

"The previous leader did much better than me. He taught me all the knowledge of rule combinations. He has a very profound knowledge and knows the function of almost every weapon that is matched with rules."

"Moreover, he can extract some subdivided rules from some rules and use them to make weapons. If he makes the light plague, it will definitely be more powerful..."

Speaking of this, Han Chao paused. It can be seen that he missed the previous leader very much, but it was all in the past, and he was unwilling to continue in front of Mo Ling.

"The flames are coming. Listen carefully. The earth is shaking. That should be the sound of the alien army advancing..."

Han Chao changed the subject and said to Mo Ling.

Mo Ling also calmed down and sensed silently.

The heart senses very strangely, a bit like "listening", but the picture formed is like the picture produced by vision. The wind in the dark night carries various odor molecules attached to the heart, and the blood vessels stretch wantonly, blending all the information around.

This heart is a gift from darkness, a sense organ that can collect all information in darkness.

Not only that, it seems to be able to sense something deeper, but Mo Ling cannot do it yet.

According to Han Chao, Mo Ling quietly felt the vibration of the earth.

The alienated army in the distance also gradually appeared in Mo Ling's senses.

Those dark races after the mutation are like mice with all hair removed, without claws, without tails, and bulging bellies, which look very disgusting.

They were driven by the flames and kept moving forward in the darkness.

These mutants seemed to be unable to see the danger in the darkness. They would occasionally step on sharp rocks, fall into cracks, or be attacked by other creatures. They would flee in fear, but the later ones would rush forward, stepping on the bodies of the injured.

"It doesn't seem like they are here to fight, but more like they are being driven and running away from something..."

They were trampling and rushing towards the mountains. There were a lot of them.

Looking at these mutants, Mo Ling felt a surge of anger in his body.

These poor guys were once compatriots of this body. They may belong to different tribes, but now they have become slaves of the flames, being driven in a daze, moving forward in the darkness that they can no longer see clearly.

This is also the darkness that they were once very familiar with, but now it has become the source of their fear.

And the culprit of all this...

Behind the alien army, a ball of blazing flames was slowly floating, as if the trampling in front had nothing to do with it.

The light swallowed up the surrounding darkness, causing the group of mutants to involuntarily approach it, but were forced to stay away by the scorching flames.

Looking at the familiar flames, Mo Ling's heart seemed to feel the intense heat, beating faster and faster...