Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 2780 - 113: Famine Disaster Formation

The great calamity of the Barbaric Wilderness actually arrived long ago...

But even so, the situation is far more serious than Mo Hua anticipated.

In his envisioning, the circumstances shouldnʼt be like this.

This scene should have appeared in ten years, five years, at least two or three years later.

Yet now, the time isnʼt right, causality has not matured, and the disaster scene suddenly unfolded before Mo Huaʼs eyes.

Itʼs as if someone is using their hand to fast-forward everything.

Mo Hua suddenly stood still, lost in thought.

It wasnʼt just Mo Hua; even Lugu, Iron Skill Bone, Dan Zhu, Chi Feng, Elder Ba Shan, and others were all stunned by the scene before their eyes.

”How did it come to this...”

”Is this really the Third Grade Mountain Realm of the Danque Tribe?” Ba Shan was somewhat stupefied, ”Did we go to the wrong place, how could it be like this...”

Desolate and barren, like a dead land at the end of the world.

”How about the Great Chieftain and the others?” Elder Bachuanʼs face changed in color, ”Could it be our tribesmen...”

Dark clouds enveloped everyoneʼs hearts.

Dan Zhuʼs eyes were filled with deep worry, looking at Mo Hua, ”Mr. Witch, I wish to return to the Danque Tribe as soon as possible to have a look...”

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and nodded.

At present, Vermilion Bird Mountain Realm is desolate, and the specific situation is completely unknown.

First, find the main branch of the Danque, see the Great Chieftain, and then discuss the next plan.

Now the level of disaster is somewhat exaggerated, under such circumstances, itʼs not even a matter of whether to ”attack” the tribe or seize territory, but whether these barbarian soldiers can survive in the Third-Grade State Boundary.

Survival first, then think about other things.

But Lugu shook his head and said, ”No.”

Mo Hua looked at Lugu.

Lugu sneered and said, ”If we go to the Danque main branch, how can we find shelter?”

He is forced by the circumstances, thatʼs why he allied with Danque Tribeʼs Young Master Dan Zhu.

But the Shugu Tribe has never been amicable with the Danque Tribe.

If he brings Shugu Tribeʼs soldiers to Danqueʼs main branch, wouldnʼt it be equivalent to ”surrendering” to the Great Chieftain of Danque?

This is a complete ”betrayal of the tribe.”

Mo Hua understood Luguʼs thoughts, then said, ”This is an alliance, not a surrender.”

Lugu still sneered.

Equal status, equal forces, thatʼs called an alliance.

Shugu General and Danque Tribeʼs Young Master barely count as an ”alliance.”

Chief Shugou and Great Chieftain Danque, can also be called an alliance.

But he, a Shugu General, and the Great Chieftain of Danque, are a rank apart, how can it be an alliance?

Moreover, for oneʼs own general to privately liaise with the opposing Great Chieftain is a major taboo.

Chief Shugou would surely think he hides a malicious intent, a desire to seize power, and would never listen to his explanation.

Mo Hua thought for a while, then changed to another ”verbal skill”:

”Then you are ʼescortingʼ, escorting Young Master Dan Zhu back to the Danque main branch. Upon reaching the destination, if you do not wish to be involved with the Great Chieftain, you can then part ways.”

Lugu said, ”I, a dignified Shugu General, would ʼescortʼ the Young Master of the Danque Tribe?”

Mo Hua raised two fingers: ”Two sets of Bone Heavy Armor as escort payment.”

Lugu was silent for a while.

He wanted to haggle, but instantly recalled the ”eccentricity” of this Demon Monster before him:

This Demon Monster only likes ”one price.”

He doesnʼt like bargaining.

If he starts bargaining, not only would he not concede, he might even haggle him down to the bone.

But two sets...

Luguʼs eyes were cautious, saying nothing.

Mo Huaʼs gaze slightly focused, continuing, ”Donʼt blame me for not warning you, now Vermilion Bird Mountain is unlike usual, your main department alone likely canʼt survive. You might not even know how you died.”

”You are escorting us, and we are also escorting you.”

Lugu thought otherwise in his heart, but after considering for a while, he reluctantly agreed, ”Fine.”

Two sets of ancestral Heavy Armor arenʼt too few.

Anyway, their Shugu Main Department currently has no other place to go. Following Dan Zhuʼs group for now to familiarize with the current situation isnʼt bad.

Moreover, as Iron Skill Bone said, this self-proclaimed ”Mr. Witch” Demon Monster indeed could be the Shugu Tribeʼs ”great enemy,” impossible to let go unchecked...

Thinking this, Lugu silently looked toward Mo Hua again.

But before he could look for long, a silhouette flashed before him as Chi Fengʼs tall figure stepped over, blocking his sight and preventing further observation of Mo Hua.

Luguʼs eyes were cold, but he was aware.

This was a precaution against him.

Upon reaching the Third Grade Mountain Realm, he, as a Late Golden Core Stage General, is no longer restrained by Heavenly Dao and can utilize magic treasures and all Spiritual Power.

The Danque Tribe naturally views him as a ”great enemy,” being wary of him.

Protecting against him suddenly erupting to kill Young Master Dan Zhu, and fearing him attacking Danque Tribeʼs Shaman Master.

Deep inside, Lugu indeed harbored murderous intent.

As soon as they left Wu Sha Mountain Realm, almost instantaneously, he contemplated whether to strike first, attempting to kill that fair and clean young ”Mr. Witch.”

This thought crossed Luguʼs mind several times.

But all along the way, Chi Feng blocked him.

Like now, Chi Feng embodied an aura, watching him closely.

Like a ”loyal dog,” guarding that ”Mr. Witch,” fearing that he, the Shugu General, might suddenly erupt in aggression.

Chi Feng is Golden Core Middle Stage, while he is Late Golden Core Stage.

Facing him directly, he can naturally overcome Chi Feng.

But Chi Feng is also a barbarian general of the Danque Tribe, having weathered countless battles, with an aura strong as if forged from copper and iron, an exceptionally difficult adversary.

Even to defeat him, without fighting hundreds of rounds, it would be impossible.