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At this moment, he seemed to have suffered the most direct retribution from the "Spirit of Nature" - a thick dark purple mouthpart pierced through his chest squarely, lifted him up high, and blood gushed out of his mouth like a fountain.

The last look in his eyes was one of extreme fear and unwillingness.

More mosquito-shaped monsters, like circling vultures, locked their targets on those Sioux people who were injured or tied to the ground and unable to escape.

A monster swooped down from the sky, its enormous, blood-red compound eyes reflecting the terrified face of a young Sioux girl. The girl's legs had been injured by a rubber bullet in the previous clash, and now she could only desperately scramble backwards on the ground, watching the mouthparts, like the scythe of death, magnify infinitely before her eyes.

"Do not……!"

Zhufeng, the son of the Black Mountain elder and a burly Sioux man, listened to the terrified howls of his compatriots and saw with his own eyes the little sister who always followed him and called him "Brother Zhufeng" about to be devoured by the monster.

A flame mixed with endless anger and deep hatred suddenly erupted from the deepest part of his soul!

"White people! It's all these damn white people!"

"They ignored our warnings, they desecrated our holy land, and they suppressed our resistance with violence! Now, they have angered the dormant 'spirits of nature' and awakened the evil spirits beneath the earth, and they want us, the innocent people, to bear this devastating disaster together!"

"Why?! Why?!"

The extreme anger and unwillingness turned into the most pious and primitive prayer.

He looked up to the sky and let out a roar full of wildness and indignation!

"Wakantanka-!!!"

At the moment he roared out this name that represents the highest belief of the Sioux people, a vast, ancient, and huge force full of primitive life pulses, as if it heard the call from the depths of his blood, surged out without warning from the depths of the land soaked in blood and tears beneath his feet, and poured into his body!

"Roar--!!!"

Zhufeng let out a deafening roar, and his body rapidly expanded and deformed in a way that completely violated common sense!

The clothes on his body were instantly torn to pieces by his swollen muscles, and thick and soft black hair quickly grew on his skin, shining with an obsidian light.

His spine stretched and bent with a crisp "crackling" sound, and his limbs grew thicker and stronger. His fingernails and toenails lengthened and sharpened, becoming like hooked claws. His facial features were elongated, his nose flattened, and his mouth protruded forward. His two upper canine teeth, once human, grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually transforming into a pair of terrifying saber-teeth measuring forty centimeters long, like cold swords!

The originally human black pupils were instantly replaced by a brilliant golden light like lava! Those eyes were filled with the cold and pure murderous intent of an ancient apex predator!

In just a few seconds, the burly Sioux man disappeared; in his place appeared a terrifying beast as strong as an African rhinoceros, covered with black hair all over, but with a body as elegant and agile as a cat!

It roared, exerted force with its hind legs, and its huge body turned into a black lightning. It instantly crossed a distance of dozens of meters and appeared in front of the mosquito-shaped monster that was about to pierce the little Sioux girl!

"Pfft!"

It didn't even use its terrifying saber-teeth, but just used its huge cat claws covered with thick flesh pads but hidden sharp claws to casually slap forward!

The mosquito-shaped monster didn't even have the chance to react before it was knocked apart in mid-air by this overwhelming force, transforming into a blood mist mixed with green liquid and broken shells!

However, the number of mosquitoes was simply too great.

After resolving the immediate crisis, more monsters immediately surrounded them from all directions. They seemed to regard this giant beast emitting a powerful breath of life as the most delicious "main course".

Although the saber-toothed cat was extremely brave and could easily tear a monster into pieces with every swing of its claws and every bite, it gradually fell into a tough battle under the siege of dozens or hundreds of monsters.

Its huge body was tightly entangled by dozens of monsters. Although its agile body kept its life within danger, it was unable to escape and rescue its compatriots who were still in danger.

Just as the giant saber-toothed cat transformed by Zhufeng was surrounded, anxiety and unwillingness surged in his heart again -

"Roar--!!!"

Another roar, equally full of wildness and power, rang out from the crowd not far away!

Zhufeng turned his head in surprise, only to see a figure who was equally tall, but with slightly gray hair, also joining the battle!

With the same thunderous force, it easily tore into pieces several giant mosquitoes that were about to attack a fallen Sioux!

A trace of disbelief and shock flashed across Zhufeng's golden eyes!

That…that was actually his father! The Black Mountain Elder who should have had a heart attack and was dying!

"Father, he also..."

Just as the father and son both transformed into ancient ferocious beasts and engaged in a bloody battle with the endless swarm of mosquitoes, two completely different lights suddenly lit up in the distant sky!

“Sizzle—Boom!!”

A dazzling lightning bolt as thick as a bucket fell from the sky like the wrath of God, instantly clearing out a large area of ​​mosquitoes!

"call--!"

Immediately afterwards, balls of blazing fire fell like a meteor shower, accurately hitting the monsters that were charred and paralyzed by lightning, burning them into balls of charcoal!

Luif Mangione was surrounded by lightning, like a tyrant controlling thunder.

Aaron Bushnell, covered in flames and with a determined gaze, walked slowly towards them.

The reinforcements from "Anduriel" have finally arrived!

Tifa, wearing a black mask, was like an agile battlefield angel, shuttling at high speed on the edge of the melee.

Her slender hands, which she once used to flip through books and draw formulas, have now become sacred instruments for transmitting life energy.

She came to a Sioux boy whose calf was broken by a rubber bullet, and gently pressed her palm on his wound. A warm and gentle energy surged out, and the broken bones were quickly reset with a "click", and the hideous wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She then came to a National Guard soldier whose abdomen was pierced by the giant mosquito's mouthparts and also lent a helping hand.

She treats people regardless of friend or foe, only considering the severity of the injury.

A mysterious figure, always wearing a hood and a wide black cloak, always follows Tifa closely.

He did nothing but stood there quietly, like a silent guardian.

However, what was strange was that when those overwhelming mosquito-shaped monsters came within ten meters of him, they would suddenly turn around and fly away in panic as if they had encountered some natural enemy, as if he carried an aura that made them feel extremely fearful and disgusted.

This invisible "insect repellent aura" creates an absolutely safe and undisturbed "sanctuary" for Tifa's healing work.

Tifa looked at the person beside her who always protected her at the most critical moment, and the corners of her mouth under the mask couldn't help but curl up into a reassuring and sweet smile.

"Nice to have you."

35. Saber-toothed cats: Offensive and defensive

The main dragon stood at the edge of a devastated battlefield with his arms folded, like a picky product manager inspecting the results of his project.

"Yes, Not Bad."

He looked at the two "saber-toothed cats" transformed by the Black Mountain father and son, whose physiques were comparable to African rhinos, and nodded with satisfaction.

What awakened the father and son was certainly not some ridiculous "Spirit of Nature", but the [Strong] skill that he had given them in advance, which came from the reptiles in Gaia's dream.

After being upgraded through dimensionality reduction, this skill manifested in the real world as a powerful ability called [Beast King's Shadow].

[Those gifted with this skill can transform into a powerful beast form at any time, possessing defenses far exceeding those of any animal or even human creation, as well as terrifying strength, and their agility will also be enhanced.]

"That's true." The dragon master touched his chin and calmly assessed the battle situation.

The giant mosquito monsters formed after the dimensionality reduction of the "Gaia Mosquito" have very distinct characteristics - high attack and low defense.

Their sharp mouthparts can easily pierce through the bulletproof glass of an excavator. If an ordinary person is hit by one, he will be completely exposed from head to toe, and wearing a bulletproof vest will be useless.

Although its combat capability is not as good as that of the Yabe dragon cubs that landed on Long Island before, it can at least fight with those "Super Maruns".

However, in front of Zhufeng, who possessed the power of [Beast King's Shadow], they were as fragile as paper.

The main dragon turned his gaze to the black "big cat".

Zhufeng casually swung his claws, and with a whistling sound, the thick pads of his flesh smacked a giant mosquito that was attempting a sideways attack, sending it blasting into the air! Green liquid mixed with the shattered shell splattered everywhere, a bloody and brutal scene.

Even if dozens of giant mosquitoes attacked fearlessly and stabbed him madly with their sharp mouthparts, they could only produce a series of insignificant sparks on Zhufeng's fur, which was as tough as obsidian, and could not even hurt a single hair of his.

And every time he counterattacked, a monster would inevitably be disintegrated.

"This defensive power, wow, it's simply a mobile heavy tank." The main dragon secretly admired.

At this moment, he noticed that faint golden light spots, almost imperceptible to the naked eye, were constantly emanating from the corpses of the giant mosquitoes that had been smashed, scorched by electricity, and burned to ashes on the battlefield.

These light spots seemed to be attracted by some invisible force and floated towards the center of the battlefield.

Part of it flowed into the bodies of the two "saber-toothed cats" that were killing everyone, making their momentum even more violent; the other part was absorbed by Louis who was floating in the air and Aaron who was standing on the ground.

"Spirit... the task of giving them experience is a solid first step." The main dragon understood.

But then he became unhappy.

Because he saw that the girl wearing a black mask who was shuttling back and forth like a battlefield angel, had not received even a bit of "experience" because she was always focused on treating the wounded!

"Damn it! Why does the nurse work so hard all day and not even get a sip of soup?" The main dragon cursed inwardly. "No! This isn't fair! As soon as this is over, I have to immediately grab another Tyrant's Shadow from the little Tyrannosaurus Rex and upgrade it for my Tifa! Let her experience the joy of blowing up a street with one kick!"

The thought of protecting his own people grew wildly in the master dragon's mind.

At the same time, in his mind, the prompts for obtaining wish power caused by this riot were refreshing like a waterfall.

However, he had long learned to temporarily block out these annoying yet pleasant notification sounds.

"Of course, the fun of counting money should come last. Now, let's enjoy this free 'fireworks show' first."

The battle soon came to an end.

In the face of Louis's thunderstorm covering the entire field and Aaron's precisely fired fireballs, the giant mosquito swarm was blown to pieces; coupled with the two big cats of Black Mountain and his son, the giant mosquitoes were quickly completely wiped out.

When the last giant mosquito let out an unwilling wail and turned into charcoal in Aaron's fireball, this land shrouded in blood and fear finally ushered in a brief silence.

The Sioux people who were healed by Tifa and stood up again looked at the hellish scene in front of them, and then looked at the two black beasts that still exuded terrifying power. Their eyes were filled with gratitude for surviving the disaster and awe deep in their bones.

The giant beast transformed by the Black Mountain Elder slowly walked up to the National Guard soldiers who were already frightened and at a loss what to do, and let out a low roar full of majesty and warning.

"roll--!"

The soldiers of the National Guard, including the previously arrogant captain commander, acted as if they had been pardoned. They carried the weak wounded who had just recovered from their injuries and dragged the bodies of the dead, crawling into their armored vehicles and prison vans. They didn't even bother to retrieve their equipment, but stepped on the accelerator and fled in a panic from this place that was like a nightmare to them.

The extraordinary situation has long been beyond their ability to cope.

The huge saber-toothed beast watched the "invaders" leave, then slowly turned around. Its huge body began to shrink and deform under the moonlight, and finally turned back into the white-haired, hunchbacked Black Mountain elder, and the tall and strong Zhufeng.

They simply found a few pieces of cloth to cover themselves, and led Louis, Aaron, Tifa and the main dragon through the devastated battlefield and back to the relatively intact village not far away.

In the village, the frightened Sioux people came out from their hiding places, crying and hugging their families tightly.

The children threw themselves into their parents' arms, and the women looked up to the sky and whispered prayers in an ancient language, thanking "Wakantanka" for its protection and the "messengers of God" who descended from the sky.

The Black Mountain Elder entertained Anduriel and his party in his simple but clean residence.

The dim light of the oil lamp illuminated the bison skull and ancient dream catcher hanging on the wall.

"Thank you for your timely rescue." Elder Black Mountain's voice was still hoarse, but his tone was full of sincere gratitude.

He looked at Louis and Aaron. "We've seen your story on TV. And... this girl wearing a mask, and this gentleman who has been silent the entire time."

"You shouldn't thank us." Louis waved his hand. He put away his usual arrogance and showed a rare seriousness. "You should thank someone else. It was Mr. Atlas who sent us here."

In fact, Atlas really made up his mind after talking to the Black Mountain elders.

Although he did not want Anduriel to come into direct conflict with the state apparatus, he was already prepared to let Louis and Aaron take action and use some "unconventional" means to interfere; such as secretly destroying the construction team's power supply equipment, or creating an "accidental" fire in their equipment warehouse, in a way that no one knew about, to ruin the oil pipeline project.

But no one expected that they were traveling by private plane and helicopter, and they happened to encounter this sudden extraordinary disaster.

"Atlas..." When the Black Mountain Elder heard this familiar yet unfamiliar name, a very complex emotion flashed in his turbid old eyes, including surprise, confusion, and even a hint of expectation that he himself had not even noticed.

"He...he still hasn't forgotten this land after all?"

Just then, a slight sound of a car engine came from far away.

A black car without any license plate drove up silently and stopped in front of the simple wooden door of the Black Mountain Elder's house.

Louis immediately became alert. He walked to the door and quickly scanned the surroundings with a miniature handheld device. After confirming that there was no official, suspicious electronic signal tracking, he gestured towards the car.

The car door was pushed open.

A middle-aged man wearing a well-tailored dark suit and with some Indian features on his face got out of the car.

His ebony black hair fluttered slightly in the night breeze, and his deep eyes seemed even more tranquil under the dim light of the oil lamp.

He didn't look at anyone else, but only fixed his gaze on the weather-beaten face of the Black Mountain Elder. Then, a complex smile, a little distant and a little intimate, appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Atlas Graham got straight to the point, his voice deep and powerful.

"Brother-in-law, long time no see."

36 (Part 1). This is your country! Not ours!

Atlas Graham's deep eyes seemed even calmer under the dim light of the oil lamp.

He turned his gaze to the tribal artifacts in the house that were full of traces of time - the war crown made of eagle feathers and bison skin on the wall, the cowhide drum with totem paintings in the corner, and the scepter wrapped with rattlesnake skin in the hands of the Black Mountain elder.

"I've never forgotten, and I never will." Atlas' voice was low and gentle, yet it carried an undeniable sense of power. He pointed to his chest, where, beneath his shirt, an ancient sun totem, etched in vermilion, could be vaguely seen. "The Graham family's blood carries the memory of this land, every generation."

He slowly revealed the long-forgotten family secret: "An ancient contract, a covenant of protection and balance. Since my great-great-grandfather's generation, every male in the Graham family must marry a woman from the Sioux tribe. I am not the founder of this tradition, nor will I end it."

"My mother is from your clan," Atlas's eyes softened slightly, "and my wife, Ilana...she is your youngest sister."