Monster Collector [Unlimited]

Sen Xiaen was really frightened during the negotiation just now, but he didn't expect that the two who were still at war before could quickly reach a cooperation agreement.

"It's settled." Xie Changli stood up leisurely and waved in his direction.

Sen Xiaen came out of the temple cautiously, glanced at Yan Yao quietly out of the corner of his eye, deeply felt that this strong and fierce man was not a kind person.

"We really want to cooperate with him?" Sen Xiaenbi typed.

Xie Changli nodded, walked towards the temple in front of him very skillfully, turned around and stretched out his hand: "How many little suns do you have?"

Also too familiar.

Sen Xiaen's eyes widened, and he turned to look at Yan Yao, fearing that he would draw his sword out of anger.

As a result, Yan Yao was stunned for a moment, and quickly got used to Xie Changli's commanding tone, and took out two little suns from the fish family's storage scales.

The two little suns were quickly thrown into the statue in front of them by Xie Changli.

As soon as the sunlight diffused in the sea water, it was quickly extinguished in the snake-shaped statue with wings.

Sen Xiaen soon felt a trance, as if there was some ancient existence, was awakened by the light, shook his head slightly, and thus affected the subtle connection with him.

Sen Xiaen couldn't help muttering to himself: "Is it really possible to wake him up?"

"What are you planning to summon?" Yan Yao didn't ask until then.

"Summon Jade God." Xie Changli replied, and turned to ask him, "What kind of gods do you believe in, and what kind of legends do you have?"

Yan Yao had already collected a lot of relevant information, and now he said without hesitation: "Fish God, He once sent sunshine to us, but he also gave up this continent because of the greed of the Yu Clan."

"Obviously your greed has angered the gods..." Sen Xiaen retorted habitually, then remembered something he had seen before, and closed his mouth immediately, his cheeks flushed slightly.

Yan Yao showed a thoughtful expression, he naturally knew that Sen Xiaen was originally from the Yu clan, but at this time the other party already had a fish tail, gills and scales on his body, no matter how you looked at it, he was in the form of a fish clan.

So, is it because Sen Xiaen belonged to the Fish Clan from the very beginning, and it was an accident that he became the Yu Clan, or was it a word game that he got from the mission request from the very beginning, and the so-called race to be led by him has never been specified? Is it the Yu family?

Yan Yao grasped the main point: "What is the relationship between the Yu Clan and the Fish Clan, the Feather God and the Fish God, and this Jade God?"

"Maybe you can take a look at the murals outside first." Xie Changli pointed to the two sides of the wall. He knew this former companion very well, and he was enthusiastic and loyal, but he was always vigilant enough to strangers.

Telling him the answer directly will cause doubts instead. It is better to put the evidence in front of him and let him reason.

Yan Yao walked around the mural, and quickly cleared up his thoughts.

"So that's how it is." He raised his head and looked at the god statue in front of him, which is not holy, but rather hideous. "The Yu clan and the fish clan are the same race, but they were forcibly divided into two by external forces."

"The battle I really want to win is not between the Yuyu tribe, but to intervene in the struggle between the gods and awaken the Jade God who was defeated last time." Yan Yao muttered to himself.

"He said that he needs a lot of little suns." Sen Xiaen quietly raised his hand and interjected.

Yan Yao nodded: "It was He who brought the light in the beginning, and now there is only darkness and coldness in the territories of the two races. Perhaps light is His most important source of power."

Sen Xiaen's eyes brightened: "Does that mean that as long as there are enough small suns, we will be able to see the sun rise from the horizon again?"

"It should be like this." Xie Changli put a hand on his shoulder and answered instead of Yan Yao.

Facts have proved that the identity card that Yan Yao got at the beginning was the marshal, and he was able to mobilize quite a lot of resources.

The next morning, three white sharks came galloping with a box of little suns.

The escorting guards on both sides couldn't help whispering.

"Why does Marshal suddenly want so many little suns this time?"

"Shh - I heard it's a military secret, maybe it's the sun's plan to melt the ice and snow and flood the three cities!"

"But there should be a seabed desert in front, and the place where the sun is stored is still a bit far from the battlefield, right?"

"I think another legend is reliable. I heard that the marshal met a beautiful woman last night and fell in love at first sight. Goodbye, he hid his beauty in a golden house. Today, he took luxury goods to Bomei to smile..."

A few people chatted and arrived at the designated place, where the marshal waited with a cold face.

They delivered things quickly and turned away, no longer prying into the secrets.

"That's all." Yan Yao came in with a box in one hand and threw the things in the hall.

Xie Changli leaned against the arch pillar, while Senxia En rushed to the box impatiently, pried open the lid, and inside was a small golden ball that was crowded together, emitting a steady stream of light and heat, and the entire temple was shone brightly. Brighten.

"A lot of suns..." He couldn't help admiring in a low voice, "How did you get all these suns?"

"Worship God." Yan Yao knew these high-level secrets better than they did. "The gods will give us sunshine, but only nobles can have it."

Xie Changli couldn't help but chuckle, full of sarcasm.

This scene was so familiar that Yan Yao smiled helplessly.

The next second, he was troubled by all kinds of entanglements in his heart, and his face sank again.

Yan Yao knew very well that he was in a very irrational state.

If he still remembered His Majesty's last exhortation before leaving, he should immediately stay as far away from this suspected company's trap as possible.

However, he still couldn't help treating the other party as His Majesty again and again.

Maybe the man whose life or death is unknown is really back?

Yan Yao looked at Xie Changli who was quietly looking at Sen Xiaen in front of him.

"Then continue offering sacrifices." Xie Changli got up, and together with the other party, offered one little sun after another.

When all the small suns in the cart were exhausted, the light that originally shrouded the hall had also dissipated.

Only a faint golden color floated on the statue.

Sen Xiaen: "It still doesn't seem to work, are we missing something?"

"A normal summoning ceremony often requires sacrifices, servants, idols or other media," Yan Yao said based on his own experience, "and a suitable spell or prayer."

"Should it be on the mural?" Sen Xia En suddenly realized, he quickly turned and ran to the mural, tiptoed to search for a moment, and finally found what he wanted in the classic image of gathering around the fire to celebrate.

"I'll do it." Xie Changli turned his head to meet Yan Yao's eyes, and spoke first.

It is more like a ballad than a recited prayer.

Xie Changli's soft singing sounded, and soon there was an unexpected change.

The temple under their feet began to shake, and the sea water dropped sharply. No, the entire temple began to float upwards from the bottom of the sea.

While constantly surfacing upwards, the dilapidated temple also began to repair itself.

The huge boulder that had collapsed on the ground automatically returned to its place, the broken arch pillars began to grow upward from the original fault, and the half-shattered dome was automatically covered with a layer of light from the starry sky.

on land.

The fierce and anxious battle continued.

A few days ago, the Yu Clan launched a sudden attack, instantly tearing apart the Yu Clan's frontier defense line from four directions.

Yu Wang was furious, and immediately recruited soldiers from all over the country to the front line, and then sent four generals under his command to defend the border.

The two races have been fighting each other for hundreds of years, and they have known each other for a long time. Even if they were caught off guard at the beginning, they quickly gained a foothold and launched a counterattack after reacting.

Therefore, the battlefield on the edge of the island is already a sea of ​​corpses and blood. The white feathers of birds are stained with blood, and the black and blue scales fall bloody to the ground. The sound of crying and killing is everywhere, everywhere. Sounds like hell on earth.

Occasionally, a soldier who was barely injured in this crazy battle but was still alive was crawling out of the pile of corpses, trying to find a chance to save his life.

At this moment, the person who had barely crawled over half of his body from the death line and was about to fall into the abyss of death again at any moment saw a miracle when he looked up.

The original sky was still that dark night, but at this moment, from the distant sea level, a little golden light gradually began to flicker.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and a crackling sound came from his throat.

His pupils that had begun to dilate reflected a gorgeous golden light, and within that golden light was a pure white, majestic and magnificent temple that was wrapped.

Rising with the temple is the ethereal and light singing of prayers.

With this song, the memory from ancient times was recalled at this moment, and he saw countless ancestors—yes, that should be his ancestors, at least the blood had begun to boil at this moment—singing praises around the temple.

That is their god, the god of light who was defeated and sealed in the war, the god of the sun!

"The sun..." He seemed to feel an unprecedented life under the sun, struggling to stand up and shouting those two words.

Not only him, the people who were still fighting were all subconsciously put down their swords in this brilliant golden light. They turned their heads one after another and looked at the golden circle rising in front of them in shock and inconceivable.

"What's that?" Some people felt their eye sockets start to moisten, and asked at a loss.

"The sun! This is the legendary sun!" Some people already felt the call from the ancient blood and shouted.

"Our gods!" Some people had already started to cry bitterly, but they couldn't help but began to sing praises.

In this song, in this sunlight, the form of everyone who originally belonged to only one race disappeared.

At this moment, they couldn't tell whether they were rivals or friends, or they should have been as close as a family.

At the same time, a new piece of news came from the royal palaces of the two clans——

"The temple collapsed!"