Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 328: Exchange

The Arth Mountains.

It was at noon that the incomparably brilliant sunlight plated the mountain range with a golden sheen. Lush vegetation covering the mountains reflects afternoon sunlight as mountain winds blow by. Lin Tao rose and fell, causing waves of golden waves.

Alan looked into the distance, only to see a few broken wounds in Lin Tao. It was caused by the loss of a large number of trees, and Caesar also saw these wounds. To the people of the mountain, there was nothing more painful than the destruction of the mountain tree.

Not long after, the team stopped. In front of them was a man-made passageway. The trees on the passageway tilted to both sides, and there were even traces of fire burning in some places. As he walked forward, the sound of water rang out loudly. A small river that flowed down from the mountain suddenly changed its path. A huge rock that fell from somewhere blocked the river water, exposing a low-lying riverbed on the other side of the rock.

"It must be Baku." Caesar sighed.

"Let's go. Let's go to the Black Iron Camp."

Behind the Black Iron Camp was the ancestral cemetery of the Baymonds. At the beginning, this camp was only a wooden house built by a few guards. Afterwards, the camp gradually expanded. Now, it had become a place for the younger generation of the Baymonds to receive training in battle techniques. As there were black iron rocks nearby that were comparable in hardness to steel, it was called the Black Iron Camp.

When they arrived at the Black Iron Camp, the two guards at the entrance were shocked to see Caesar. One of them greeted him, while the other ran into the camp to inform the others. Not long after, a female head rushed out. Seeing Caesar shout joyfully, he strode forward and stabbed Caesar tightly.

"Mengsha, it's good to see you." Caesar said sincerely.

The woman known as Monza nodded her head again and again, sticking her forehead to Caesar's and saying, "I'm glad you're back, my brother."

"It's good that you're back. Go to the cemetery. Vajra is going to use the last of the Abyss Devil's Blood," he said solemnly.

"What? Why would he do that!" Caesar said.

Caesar did not introduce Alan and the others to Mengsha before heading to the Mongol cemetery. Along the way, Caesar briefly recounted how Baku betrayed him and the man who had turned into a devil was knocked down by Alan and the others. Munsha was surprised to hear that Allen and the others had killed Baku. "It was because of Baku that Vajra decided to use the Demon Blood to gain the same level of power as Baku. He intended to stop Baku and end it on his own," he added.

"What exactly did Vajra think? If he wanted to stop Baku, why didn't he refuse his request in the beginning?" Caesar said.

"We didn't expect that Baku would actually use two portions of demonic blood at once. You saw his mutation, which is completely beyond our imagination. More seriously, after Baku left the Black Iron Camp, he frantically destroyed two strongholds. We suffered heavy losses, and Vajra felt that he should be held fully responsible." Mengsha sighed.

In a forest behind the Black Iron Camp, everyone stopped in front of a cave. There were already other leaders waiting outside the cave. They were all surprised to see Caesar. Caesar asked in a low voice, "Where is Vajra?"

"He has already entered."

"How long will it take to enter?"

"It's been a while."

Caesar gritted his teeth and said, "I must stop him."

"Caesar, this won't do. We can't disturb the ancestor's long sleep."

Caesar said angrily, "It's such a time to say such words. If you don't do anything else, Vajra will become another Baku!"

Everyone lowered their heads and Alan whispered, "Belmond."

Behind him, Belmond understood what was going on. He immediately ignored the cries of the Bymonds and turned into a streak of black lightning that flashed into the cave. Belmond's speed had reached its limit, and he would occasionally turn into a ball of black mist and recondense a dozen meters away in the blink of an eye. It was obvious that he had some sort of ability.

Caesar, Allen, and the others also entered the cave. After a moment of hesitation, Mengsha and the others decided to follow them down to take a look.

At this moment, deep in the cemetery, in the underground hall where Baku had obtained the Abyss Devil's Blood, Vajra was holding a test tube. The dark red blood inside was boiling, as if they had their own will and could feel the day of leaving the test tube, so they were extremely excited. Vajra's thumb pressed against the plug. As long as he pushed hard, he could open the plug.

He raised his head and looked at the shocking corpses in the hall, shouting, "Ancestor of the Baymonds, please forgive my actions. In order to stop Baku, I had to become a devil."

As soon as he was about to push the plug away, a thin cord tied to the dagger suddenly wrapped around his wrist and pulled his hand away from his eyes. Vajra looked back, only to see a black shadow swiftly flashing past. His hand was empty, and the test tube that contained the demon blood had already disappeared.

Belmond landed on the other side of the Vajra, still holding the thin rope in one hand to restrain the Vajra's movements. He smiled and said, "Big man, if you eat this thing, there's really no turning back. Don't do anything stupid."

Vajra roared, "Who are you? This is the graveyard of our ancestors. How did you get in?"

Without waiting for Belmond's reply, he gripped the rope tightly and pulled it. Belmond pounced forward as he charged down the rope with all his might. Vajra let out a breath and punched out. A sharp sound of wind rang out in the hall. Even though Vajra's punch was not as powerful as the Origin Energy Strike from afar, a pillar-like wind still blew out and stabbed straight at Belmore's chest.

Belmodeschamps had time to put the test tube into his coat pocket. Another short knife slid out of the sleeve of his left hand and pulled out a winding pitch-black saber light, shattering the Diamond Fist Wind. Vajra's eyes widened as his Origin Energy surged, and his skin revealed a layer of bronze. He rushed forward, his shoulders arching towards Belmond, his origin energy condensing like a large iron block.

Belmond suddenly turned into a black mist and dispersed, causing Vajra to crash into the air. The sound of the iron chains colliding resounded in his ears. Vajra's left hand suddenly tightened. He lowered his head and saw that this arm was also wrapped in chains. Belmond appeared behind him and pulled the rope with both hands. "Stop it, big man. It won't be fun to fight any longer."

At this moment, Caesar's voice came from the entrance of the underground hall, "Vajra, don't act recklessly. That's my friend."

Vajra cried out in surprise, "Caesar, are you still alive?"

The test tube containing the demonic blood was put back into the box. Vajra sighed softly, "I originally planned to correct Baku's mistake by myself, but I didn't expect that he was already dead."

"His mind was blinded by anger. Otherwise, he wouldn't have attacked me for the sake of obtaining the Abyss Devil's blood." Caesar said.

"But I still can't forgive myself for destroying two strongholds because of my mistake. More importantly, our farmland was burned down in Baku. In this way, we won't have enough food in autumn and winter. Even if we plant now, it's too late." Baku sat down with a big face.

Munsha put her hand on his shoulder. "Vajra, we also have a responsibility for agreeing to Baku's use of demonic blood. Don't blame yourself for all your mistakes."

"It's just a winter." "If it's too late to plant," Caesar said, "then we can barely cope by beating more wild beasts."

"I think I can help with the taste of the food," said Allen, who was standing beside him.

The leader looked at Alan and smiled, "I can buy some food in Sur City and bring it here. I think it shouldn't be a problem to last the winter."

Vajra shook his head, "No, you've helped us so much that you've even killed Baku. The Baymonds can't accept your kindness for nothing."

Alan's heart skipped a beat and he said, "How about this." I have just established myself in Sur City, and I still lack some loyal warriors. I will bring you food, and you will give me some of the warriors of my race. Three years later, if they are willing to continue to serve me, then they will stay. If they are unwilling, they will be allowed to leave on their own. In the meantime, I will provide them with training and equipment. Of course, every month they will be paid the same as ordinary soldiers. "

Just now, when they passed by the Black Iron Camp, there was a group of young Baymonds in the camp who were undergoing training. Their training was very primitive and mostly focused on hunting. However, the Baymonds were robust. Even if they didn't ignite the flames, as long as they were trained and equipped with suitable equipment, they would be a good group of warriors. Most importantly, Ellen wasn't short of elites right now. What he lacked was the lowest-ranking soldiers.

Of course, he could also recruit in Sur City, but the quality of the men in the city was far inferior to the Baimon people who were born and raised in the mountains.

After a while of discussion, Caesar nodded and said, "We accept your proposal, Alan. What you have done for us is enough to earn our respect and goodwill. However, after all this experience, there are not many of us left."

"No, I don't need any of your experienced warriors. Just the young people in the camp already meet my requirements. If you allow me, I don't mind letting them follow me to the outside world to train."

Caesar looked at Vajra and the latter agreed, "I can only give you thirty people."

"Deal." Alan said straightforwardly.

"Alright, let's leave this place. Don't disturb the ancestor's soul anymore." Vajra said.

Suddenly Lucy said, "Can you give this to me?"

Everyone looked at the box that contained the demon blood. Vajra shook his head and said, "No, although the Demon Blood is not a good thing, it is still the legacy left behind by our ancestors. I plan to destroy it, so I cannot give it to you."

"No, no, no. I don't want demon blood. I just want it. This box." Lucy knocked on the box.

"A box?" Vajra hesitated for a moment and said, "Well, although this box is also an ancestral heritage, it's nothing much for you."

"Thank you very much." Lucy smiled and winked at Alan.

Alan knew that the box was definitely not that simple.