Su Mingan took out the compass.

At this time, the compass that could originally show Sibor's position had failed, and he could not see the red dot representing her.

"...As expected." He said.

The shadow looked at him blankly, not knowing what he was looking at.

"Shadow, let me ask you, have the gods descended on the sky?" Su Mingan straightened up.

"No..." Shadow replied, wondering why this man didn't even know about this: "Lord Baishen has never appeared. I...have been waiting for His appearance."

"Hmm." Su Mingan said, "How old is Sissi this year?"

"Ten, ten years old." Shadow said.

Su Mingan nodded.

He remembered that Siboer looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Sissi Zevan seems to be another name for her. She introduces herself as Sibor, and he also calls her Sibor, but everyone else calls her Sissi.

So, is he back... five years ago, or six years ago?

Judging from the current information, five years ago, Baishen was created by people's gathered faith. He came to the sky for the first time. He blocked the mud curse that suddenly appeared in the sky, turned into a barrier and died. It was like a flash in the pan.

Looking at the current time, Baishen does not exist yet.

So, what special copy did he accidentally enter while searching the underground laboratory?

He didn't realize when he started to reach this timeline.

...No wonder the raven suddenly disappeared.

Anyway, let's do the mission first. It may be like the night level of "The Demon King and the Hero". This is just an illusion.

After all, even Michael, the time controller, cannot go back to a certain range of time, let alone a complete world like this.

"Let's go." He looked at the shadow: "Go and save people."

…

"Chase! Chase quickly!"

In the night, the angry voices of the guards echoed throughout the First Tribe.

In front of them, a group of children were running very fast.

Among the seven children, one of them could control the wind. They stepped on the accelerating wind track, twisted left and right in the streets and alleys, and soon left the cumbersome guards behind.

The girl named Coco kept throwing flames in her hands. They were like an arson team setting fire to the bottom of a mountain prison, burning wherever they went.

The entire tribe was burning with bright red flames, crazy waves of fire followed one after another, and people's coughs could be heard constantly, mixed with the thick smoke of the flames and the black fog at night.

The surrounding ethnic groups were either packing up their things and running away, or putting out the fire in a panic, and no one stopped the children at all.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Due to the destruction of the airtight building, black fog filled the air, and some people even began to cough up blood.

Gradually, the sounds of guards chasing behind the children disappeared.

Thick smoke obscured their vision, and even they themselves began to cough due to inhaling the smoke.

"Keke, stop..." A child couldn't help but say something.

The flame in Coco's hand stopped.

The flames burned so fiercely that she was a little scared.

The children's team stopped at a corner of the tribe, looking at the heat wave in front of them, their eyes were a little dazed.

After a short silence, one of the children swallowed and spoke softly.

"...Have we gone too far?" he said.

The tribe in front of them was blazing into the sky, and even the night was dyed red.

They were just hot-blooded, so they found a seemingly reliable way to set fire to distract the guards, without any intention of destroying the tribe.

But looking at the situation, the fire has gone too far.

Obviously, the tribe would easily deal with the usual small fires, and they would not be in such a terrifying situation now.

Xiaoke's fire has the characteristic of continuous burning, which is a very strong flame. In addition, they came out of the tunnel inside, so the guards were unprepared. They also knew all the places where fires are easy to catch. With this combination,

, before the elders had time to react, the flames spread across the first tribe like a tsunami.

Bright flames have spread all over their field of vision, making them gradually unable to see.

"I...I..." Feng Qiqi suddenly turned pale.

"Qiqi, what's wrong with you?" The children realized that Feng Qiqi's face had become very ugly.

"I forgot one thing..." Feng Qiqi's whole body was trembling: "The current natural disaster period is the flame period. In this environment, the flames will receive all-round bonuses and become difficult to extinguish...

…”

When the children heard this, they were all frightened.

They didn't consider this situation at all, they just wanted to take the opportunity to save people, but the development of the fire far exceeded their expectations.

They seem to have done something very wrong.

A mistake that they will regret for the rest of their lives.

"This is the heavenly fire sent down by Lord Baishen. Baishen is angry!"

A high-pitched scream from a female tribe suddenly rang out from the thick fog, her voice full of sorrow.

"Lord Baishen is angry. This is the fire from heaven that He sent down. It's because our faith is not pious enough!"

Some ethnic groups also shouted loudly, their voices rising and falling one after another in the black mist.

"It must be the escape behavior of the Young Patriarch Sir Sik Zewan and Chushan Zewan, which made Mr. Baishen angry!"

"That's right...this fire is our punishment..."

"The current plan is to hold a sacrificial ceremony as soon as possible and throw their children into the lava to appease Lord Baishen's anger..."

"Elders! Save us, we are devout believers in Bai God..."

Listening to these screams, the children's eyes were blank.

When Feng Qiqi heard these voices, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He used his legs and jumped up, standing on the nearby hillside.

He took a deep breath, looked down from a high position, and shouted at these rising and falling voices:

"It's not that Lord Baishen is angry! It's me who set the fire on! You guys should wake up!"

"Don't put everything in the ritual of worshiping gods! It's just a backward ritual! It's useless to throw the child into the lava! It's useless!"

"It's not the sky fire! I set the fire! The ritual of sacrificing the gods is useless! How could you be so cruel as to throw a child into the lava!!"

His shouts were angry and sad, but to no avail. The fire was too strong, his voice couldn't travel far, and no one wanted to believe him.

He tried his best to clarify all this, as if he wanted to tear out his throat.

The flames rose, and thick black smoke penetrated his throat.

"All of this, all of it was caused by me, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough!"

He suddenly coughed violently, and his little face was already red from the flames.

He covered his mouth, opened his watery eyes, looked directly at the raging fire below, and saw innocent people running away in the sea of ​​fire.

Some of these people were burned to death in their sleep, some seemed to have lost all their strength and cried over their burned houses, some fell into the smoke and never moved again, and some were

The black mist at night triggered the curse, turning a living person into a puddle of mud...

Men, women, the elderly, children... they were running in the sea of ​​flames, crying and shouting. Their relatives around them fell one after another. Everything in front of them was like hell.

The peaceful and peaceful atmosphere before the succession ceremony was instantly destroyed.

The people who had worked hard all their lives and thought they had a promising future have now become fragile lives.

Fire and Death don't care about the difference between their desire to live and their identities, so they let them go.

Feng Qiqi looked at the people he had known well since childhood, falling one by one in the flames, and at the powerful guards who could only run away in confusion, his eyes gradually became hollow.

At this moment, every cell in his body seemed to be roaring and burning, his brain was tense to the extreme, and strong regret eroded his mind.

...It shouldn’t be like this! It shouldn’t be like this!

He just set a fire and created chaos!

No one will be injured and no one will die. The powerful elders of the tribe have the ability to suppress this fire!

...Why, why is it the flame period of natural disaster...

He stood on a high hillside, surrounded by children who couldn't stop coughing. Some of them had started to vomit blood because the soul stones were exhausted and extinguished.

Coco began to cry loudly, a pair of dark braids trembling on the back of her head.

She felt that it was she who was responsible for setting the fire that caused all this, and she was the sinner who deserved to be thrown into the lava. Why should the innocent Sissi die? Is it just because of the so-called tradition and oracle?
To be continued...