The United Kingdom of Rotten Sand Towers consists of more than a hundred sand towers.

After several months of study, Naraku has initially mastered the power of rot.

He can now convert it into food for the Mosquito tribe by collecting various corpses and plants through the art of rotting.

But this is just the lowest technique of decay.

He also wants to obtain higher decay techniques, which will give him a strong ability to survive and become a great temple messenger.

But if you want to become a temple envoy, you have to learn boring history. Almost every Moluo tribe likes this kind of thing.

People care more about reality.

For this reason, he came to Shata Dungeon.

The huge and complex dungeon is like a huge maze. Even though he has been living here for several months, Naraku will still get lost from time to time.

Today, he used all the gems he had stored for several months and purchased the temple's study course.

Under the ground of Shata, there is a river where the water here is distributed as needed. Naraku has temporarily gotten rid of the survival problem, which is why everyone wants to go to Shata.

The temple is only responsible for teaching courses. Whether you pass the assessment and become a clergy depends on everyone's ability.

"To be an excellent clergy requires sufficient knowledge. According to historical research, it was only about 750 years ago that our Moluo tribe truly gained freedom, and five hundred and fifty years later, the great decay of decay was born."

The clergy tells things that have nothing to do with real life.

The vast majority of the Moluo tribes are not interested in these things at all, and can only rely on forced memorization and memorization.

But Naraku felt that these things... seemed very interesting?

More fun than learning the art of rot!

He knew a lot of things he had never known!

"In the prehistoric period, the predecessor of the United Kingdom of Rotten Shata was established by an evil creature called melting furnace ants. This evil creature chewed the leaves and completed fermentation and rot, thereby cultivating the Muluo tribe and making a living by eating the Muluo tribe. Later, with the awakening of the Muluo tribe's consciousness, it finally overturned the rule of these evil creatures and gained freedom."

"Two hundred years ago, the infinite divine power of the God of Rotten brought us powerful power and living environment, and also knowledge and thinking. Some Muluo wise men were eager to know what the outside world was like? So they traveled through the vast desert, discovered the Kingdom of the Eternal Tree, and discovered the endless oasis water, but it was occupied by a group of wind spirits who could only sing. So King Shata, who inherited the noble blood of the God of Rotten God, united with all the Lords of the Shata, launched a just invasion war against the Kingdom of the Eternal Tree..."

"Through war, on the one hand, we have obtained huge resources, and the number of the Moluo tribe continues to increase. On the other hand, we have also obtained knowledge. In addition to the Kingdom of the Eternal Tree and the United Kingdom of Rotten Sand Tower, there seem to be many powerful kingdoms in the depths of this vast melting furnace desert, which are hiding and hiding away from something."

"Five years ago, during our continuous attack for a hundred years, we finally made breakthrough progress. A sand tower was established in the Kingdom of the Eternal Tree God, gathering amazing power of faith, thereby summoning the arrival of the rotten god and fighting against the Eternal Tree."

Most of the Muluo tribes have very low intelligence, which is about the same as four or five-year-old human children.

But Naraku is one of the rare high-wisdom Mura. He was fascinated by hearing this and was proud of himself as the powerful Muraku tribe!

"The immortal tree god is no longer able to fight against our great Moluo tribe. It actually wants to attack us by spreading our position and guiding other powerful kingdoms in his mouth?"

"Hmph, it's ridiculous! But it's stupid that it doesn't understand at all. As long as it occupys its oasis, the population of our Moluo tribe will definitely increase several times in a short period of time! Can you imagine how powerful we, who have several times the current warriors, would we be! What kind of enemies will we be afraid of at that time?"

Time passes day by day.

There are many courses in the temple.

The students around Naraku were changing one after another.

Compared with these irrelevant theoretical things and associative things, how to make your life better is what every Moluo cares about.

finally!

Hard work pays off. Narao passed the assessment and became a clergyman in the rotten temple!

"Wisdom is the cornerstone of civilization. Congratulations, for officially becoming the Temple Messenger."

Naraku took a black gem from the priest.

Through this gem, his decay power will be further enhanced, and any enemy he is watching will be cursed by rot, and the insignificant wounds will be infinitely magnified.

At the same time, he also gained the right to move around anywhere in the United Kingdom of Rotten Shata and became a highly respected temple messenger!

Through wisdom and hard work, he gained his current status from an unknown and ordinary person.

Everything is so beautiful.

Everything is so ordinary.

today.

Naraku walked on the road, enjoying the admiration and admiration of other Moluo's eyes, and came to the secret breeding farm of Shata Dungeon.

There are precious furnace ants raised here.

They used to feed on mosquito, but now they have become livestock raised by mosquito.

Moluo maintains the towering sand tower that has stood for hundreds of years by collecting a liquid they secrete, and maintains ventilation and convection through the special structure of the tower to ensure the ventilation and coolness of the dungeon, building this place into a cradle of civilization.

Crackling!

Suddenly, a bolt from the blue broke out, making everyone in the Sha Tower stunned.

"rainy season?"

"The rainstorm is coming!!"

After someone shouted, everyone went crazy.

Although Shata is not short of drinking water, everyone is used to singing and dancing before the rainstorm, and regards it as the most important festival of the year.

"strangeness."

Narao frowned and murmured.

As a messenger, he has richer knowledge. The rainy season often comes after a month every year, and the humidity in the air now does not seem to have changed.

He came to the vent of Shata and looked up at the sky.

The dense dark clouds have indeed covered the sun, but the thunder that cut through the sky is a strange dark red lightning.

A panic-inducing palpitations appeared faintly.

"What the hell is going on?"

Unlike those Murara commoners who sing and cheer, Naraku has rich associations with the unknown, and he needs to find sacrifices and receive guidance for sacrifices.

"Oh my God, what is this?"

"ash??"

Full of depression mystery.

A layer of black snow slowly fell from the sky.

After these black snow fell to the ground, strange shadows began to appear, looking at the ignorant Mosquitoes, smiling evilly, and stretching out their claws.

"ah……"

"Run quickly, it's the devil!"

The Seventeenth Shata was originally preparing to follow the king in a month to go to the expedition of the Kingdom of the Eternal Tree of God, and rushed out of the Shatata.

It's not just Naraku who felt the depression anymore.

The Lord of the Seventeenth Sha Tower let out a "swoosh" sound, holding a silver spear in his hand and flew into the sky.

He stared at the vast earth, looking at the endless strange black, and countless ghosts were floating in the sky, with an extremely ugly face.

"What?"
Chapter completed!