Ultra: Dragon Sword Journey

The young man walked briskly ahead, followed closely by Zhao Ming, Da Gu, Lina, and Zhen Jiaoyi. After they climbed over two hills, they finally saw the village the young man had described in the distance.

This is a quiet little village hidden deep in the mountains, like a paradise on earth. The villagers here follow the ancient rules of life, working from sunrise to sunset, and leading a simple yet fulfilling life.

Not far from this small village flows a crystal-clear river. Along the riverbank, you can see many people dressed in bark and linen clothes hard at work. Some use simple fishing gear to catch fish in the river, splashing water everywhere, while others bend over and carefully select fresh wild vegetables and colorful fruits on the riverbank.

The village is located in a quiet valley. At the entrance of the valley stand rows of thick wooden stakes, one or two meters apart. Each stake is one meter in diameter and an astonishing ten meters high.

Walking into the village, you can find that most of the buildings inside are relatively low. Many of them are huts built with thatch, and there are also some houses made of rough wooden boards, which are scattered throughout the village.

Located in the center of the village, there are many natural stone paved roads connecting various areas. As the distance gets closer, the scenery becomes clearer.

The village was bustling with people, young and old, men and women, all dressed in a variety of linen clothes, some made of animal skins. They wore either simple straw sandals or shoes made of unknown materials and with strange styles.

"Where the forest ends and the water source is reached, there is a mountain. There is a small opening in the mountain, and it seems as if there is light. We leave the boat and enter through the opening. At first it is very narrow, but then it is just wide enough for a person to pass through. After walking a few dozen steps, it suddenly opens up. The land is flat and spacious, with neat houses. There are fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry trees and bamboos. Roads are connected, and the chickens and dogs can be heard. There are people working and planting, and the men and women are dressed like outsiders. The old and the young are all happy and contented." Seeing this scene, Zhao Ming couldn't help but recite Tao Yuanming's "Peach Blossom Spring" which he memorized in middle school.

"Uncle Zhao Ming, these articles are tailor-made for the present! They are as wonderful as a paradise!" Upon seeing this, Zhen Jiaoyi started to flatter without hesitation.

Zhao Ming smiled faintly, like a blooming flower: "Boy, you really have a keen eye."

Da Gu glared at Zhen Jiaoyi fiercely, his eyes seemed to say: "I am your father, and you don't even come to flatter me. Can't you tell who is the head of the family?"

Zhen Jiaoyi shrugged helplessly, thinking to himself that his father must have been led astray by Uncle Zhao Ming and became more and more insidious and cunning.

At this moment, there was only one thought in Zhenjiaoyi's mind - it turned out that everything his mother said was true, from the Lion King motorcycle training mode to the final training of driving the Emperor Horse, and being tied to a pillar in the middle of the valley to attract lightning to strike him.

He finally understood why his father, who was such a powerful hexagonal warrior, never mentioned his glorious achievements in the past. He must have believed that behind those glorious battles, there was also the bitter and tearful history of Uncle Zhao Ming who had harmed him time and time again in the name of "for his own good."

"What are these stakes for?" Lina asked curiously, stroking the stakes. These stakes were so tall that they reached the sky, and the gaps between them were just enough for people to pass through, so they were completely useless against attacks from wild animals.

"These are for warding off monsters!" The boy's reply resonated like a thunderbolt in Makaku's heart. In the decade since Dyna disappeared, no monsters had appeared on Earth. Were there monsters in ancient times?

Everyone followed the young man into the village, and the villagers cast curious glances at him, like blazing flames. A number of people had already gathered around them, pointing and commenting on their clothing. Even the burly men who were reinforcing the fence at the entrance to the valley would occasionally glance over.

As you step into the valley, what catches your eye are the huge objects lined up along the valley entrance - bows and arrows, with arrowheads flashing coldly, as if wrapped in a layer of sharp iron; and medium-sized catapults, with the frames at the back filled with stones, like small hills.

Dagu's gaze seemed to travel through time and space, and he saw several familiar figures: "What's going on? Could it be that Zhihui, Xincheng, and Jujing also traveled through five thousand years of time and space?" He shouted loudly in disbelief.

Lina and Makaku Tsubasa followed his gaze and saw three people who looked very similar to Shinjo, Horii, and Munehara, concentrating on fiddling with weapons that seemed to be used to defend against monsters.

Dagu walked forward impatiently, and the three men were stunned when they saw him. However, their eyes only lingered on Dagu's strange clothes for a moment, and then they continued to work hard.

Makaku Tsubasa was the first to come to his senses. "It seems they are not the Victory Team seniors of our era!"

Lina also nodded in agreement. As close teammates of the Victory Team, she was very familiar with the appearance of Zongfang, Horii, and Xincheng. Although the three people in front of her looked exactly the same, they were definitely not the three people she knew.

"Da Gu, perhaps this is the fate of your special Victory Team. It turns out that everything was destined thousands of years ago!" Zhao Ming said with emotion.

"Are they the warriors in the prophecy of light who descended from the sky, came to this world, and together with the revived Giant of Light, destroyed the Dark Demon?" At this moment, a familiar female voice came from above.

The sound was as clear and melodious as a yellow oriole singing in a valley. Lina, Dagu, and Zhenjiaoyi looked up, their faces suddenly pale with astonishment. "Captain (Auntie Iruma Kei), why are you here?"

"Hmm?" The woman, dressed in a linen dress with a thin veil over it, walked over lightly like a fairy and said softly, "I am the priestess of this village, my name is You Shalei!"

As someone who had already seen through everything, Zhao Ming wasn't surprised at all. He thought to himself, "You Lian's genetic influence is truly powerful. Her descendants have served as priests for generations. No wonder she was able to subdue Dark Tiga. Such strength is truly astonishing!"

Dagu walked over to Youshalei, his eyes full of confusion, like a forest shrouded in mist. "Captain, how did you become the priest here? What is the reason behind this?"

Youshalei raised the corner of her mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, like the warm spring sun, "I am not your captain, but the will of light led me to make a prophecy. Then, Amui discovered you in a dream!"

Zhen Jiaoyi scratched his head, completely bewildered. "What exactly are these prophecies and Dark Diggle you're talking about?"

Youshalei raised her head and looked up at the sky, her eyes filled with solemnity and determination, like the brightest stars in the night sky. "When the Dark Demon Deguf is reborn, the Giant of Light will also awaken."

This is an ancient and mysterious prophecy, like a treasure deposited in the long river of history, and also a sacred mission passed down from generation to generation by the tribe.

Youshalei looked around, and everyone's eyes were focused on her. She slowly said, "In the ancient myths and legends, the dark demon god Doguf was once defeated by a giant god with a thunderous force and sealed in this vast land.

However, Dolguf's power and will did not dissipate. Instead, it spread across the land like a plague, tempting those who were willing to serve him. Those who were bewitched by him became loyal followers of the Dark Lord.

Led by the evil wizard Dracula Madma, a group of beings have gathered together a group of followers of the Dark Lord - Dark Diggle. As signs of the Dark Lord's revival appear, these followers of the Dark Lord will also devote their all to the rebirth of Dracula.

"The name of the Dark Demon sounds majestic. I hope it can be stronger so that I can have a satisfying battle with it." After listening to this story, Zhao Ming stood up and stretched. It has been nearly two years since the last battle with Luluye and no monsters have appeared.

Then he turned his gaze to Dagu, "What do you think?"

Dagu pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice, "It's raining, so why not beat the kids? I have nothing to do anyway. I might as well wait here and see if those guys come looking for me!"

After listening to the mysterious description of the priestess Youshalei, everyone thought deeply and finally decided to stay. So, they began to wander around this ancient and unfamiliar village.