Leo Xiwen's gentle gaze fell upon the Diro People had mustered the courage to speak to him, but unexpectedly, the timid Diro People still couldn't help but take several steps back.
Looking at the trembling Diro People, Leo was afraid that they would turn around and run away in the next second due to excessive fear.
"What's your name?" Leo asked with the friendliest smile on his face.
Leo's gaze also drew the attention of all the Gulu Beast present to this short, Diro People.
"I... don't... have a name."
The Diro People seemed to be bearing a force heavier than a metal fortress. Their stammering voices revealed tears of fear welling up in their eyes, and their violently contracting pupils were a sign that their mental state was about to collapse.
Leo waved his hand, signaling all the Gulu Beast to stop staring at the pitiful Diro People. If they continued to look, these Diro People would be scared to death.
Their strength had just reached level one, while the Diro People they were talking to was a bit better, having reached level one for some time. However, their poor performance clearly demonstrated that they had no real combat power.
Such a race has a high level, but can't even unleash twice the base attribute attack power.
"So, what did you call me for?"
Leo suppressed his mental energy fluctuations to the lowest possible level, so as not to scare the Diro People he had finally found with whom he could communicate to death.
It's not easy to find Diro People with whom you can communicate.
Are you the legendary beings from beyond the sky who will save the world?
Looking at the surrounding army of Gulu Beast and the continuous explosions in the distance, the Diro People roared and asked in fear.
They cautiously peered out to survey the world, but their gaze lingered longest on the Gulu Beast, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
They had been imprisoned in the lowest level of the fortress by the evil Cyborg and were about to be killed when these Gulu Beast tore through the thick metal layer and rescued them.
It's hard to forget the ferocious way the Gulu Beast tore through that metal fortress, nor can it forget the Gulu Beast -shattering attack they unleashed.
Those metal castles were the most impregnable places in the world in their eyes. Faced with the metal fortresses, they could only submit and could not muster even the slightest thought of resistance.
But now, the metal fortress that had been pressing down on them, seemingly imperishable even at the end of time, was torn into countless pieces scattered all over the ground like molten oil.
Moreover, not far from them, one could see the corpses of several Cyborg, the demons they once feared most, now trampled into the mud.
If they wanted, they could even stomp on it a few times to vent their hatred, something that was completely unimaginable before.
"Yes, we are the legendary heroes who saved the world, the selfless contributors from the Great Wizard civilization, the best friends of all the weak races in the universe—we are the wizards."
Yaoyao seized the opportunity to show off, and a series of seemingly sarcastic remarks made Benji turn his head away.
Leo's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded in agreement with Yaoyao's words. That's right, they were the kindest and most selfless people, and their favorite thing to do was to find every race in the universe, press their staffs against their foreheads, and ask them if they needed any help.
Typically, these races will have some needs.
"We received your distress message not long ago, asking us to help you rescue you from the clutches of those wicked Cyborg. That's why we've been traveling through space for fourteen years to get here."
"We've been here for a long time, but we still haven't found out who sent the distress message. Did you send us the distress message?"
Leo smiled kindly at the Diro People in front of him and asked.
As he spoke, he took out some clean water and some food from the Shadow Space. Considering that their digestive system had deteriorated considerably, Leo took out easily absorbed medium-energy foods.
Disregarding taste, this kind of food would be suitable for most races in the universe.
The water and food offered to them were somewhat unfamiliar to the Diro People, but once they smelled them, their dormant instinct to eat told them that this was food, something they could eat.
Its flavor is incomparable to those compressed black mud cakes.
Leo didn't bring out much food, but at their friendly invitation, it was quickly taken and eaten by the Diro People, who even drank all the water.
Seeing their lingering expressions, clearly not full, Leo showed no intention of giving them any more food.
The Diro People, still savoring the delicious taste of the food, relaxed their guard slightly upon seeing the smile on Leo's face.
Someone who can share such delicious food with them must not be a bad person.
"I didn't send the distress message, and I don't know who did. Before today, it was just a legend that had been passed down for countless generations."
Leo was somewhat stunned upon hearing this, as it was not quite what he had expected.
"In the legends passed down among Diro People, it is said that one day a powerful being from beyond the sky will descend upon our Rota World, helping us to be rescued from the clutches of the evil Cyborg and restoring the world to its original state."
"No Diro People ever took this legend seriously until I saw you."
The Diro People looked at Leo with incredibly sincere eyes, as if they were looking at a lifeline. The remaining thirty-four Diro People looked at Leo with exactly the same expression.
Leo realized he seemed to have fallen into a trap. From the Diro People sent out a distress message into the universe, to the time the Beast Blood Boiling Stigmata Wizard received the message, and then to their expedition, countless years had passed.
After all, Leo couldn't guarantee when the Beast Blood Boiling Stigmata Wizard received the Diro People's distress message.
If he had just received the distress signal from the Diro People and immediately set out on his expedition, then the distress signal sent by the Diro People could not have been more than a hundred years ago, but this possibility is very low.
After all, receiving information requires analyzing the location and then requesting an expedition, all of which take a considerable amount of time.
It's more likely that the Beast Blood Boiling Stigmata Wizard sent a signal a long time ago, waiting until he had enough strength to launch the expedition. This is the most probable possibility.
If the signal was received during the time of the low-level wizard in the Beast Blood Boiling Stigmata era, then it must have been at least several thousand years ago!
"So what do you want from me?"
After realizing that the distress signal wasn't sent by the Diro People in front of him, Leo's smile faded by half. Clearly, his interest in these Diro People had diminished, as if the battle merits he could have easily seized had slipped away!
"That's right. In our Diro People's legends, if otherworldly beings descend to save us, we must take them to our holy land, where it is said there is a way to defeat the evil Cyborg."
When the topic of defeating the Cyborg came up, the previously timid eyes of the Diro People lit up with a look of hatred that had never been seen in their eyes before.
Although the Cyborg also originated from the Diro People, they never considered the Diro People Cyborg their own, and the Cyborg who killed the most Diro People.
"We've arrived now. Please take us to your holy land so we can defeat the evil Cyborg and rescue all your other captured brethren."
Hearing that there was a secret, Yaoyao couldn't hold back her little paws any longer. She was willing to tell Leo if it wasn't convenient for him to.
After Yaoyao finished speaking, the Diro People were very enthusiastic about taking Leo there, but their feet kept moving around on the ground in a somewhat disorderly manner, as if they didn't know which direction to go.
"Tell me what's wrong, and I'll see if I can help you." Leo gently comforted the lost Diro People, his smile, which had faded by half, returned and was even brighter than before.
There's a great secret left behind by one of our races that allows him to smile even more beautifully.
Fearing they might be too nervous, I gave them some more food to eat.
"I don't know exactly where our holy site is."
The Diro People lowered his head, still holding some uneaten food in his hand, and spoke of his difficulties.
Yaoyao looked at these Diro People as if they were idiots; how could they forget such important information?
"None of you knew?" Leo pressed.
All the Diro People shook their heads; the legend was so old that none of them had ever taken it seriously.
Furthermore, they had been oppressed by Cyborg for too long, and it was inevitable that some of their information would be lost during the transmission of knowledge.
If it weren't for their racial talent that allows them to exchange information through eye contact, these legends would probably be lost somewhere.
"Or do you not even know the general location?"
"Think carefully, and tell us anything that concerns your holy land, no matter how important it may be."
Leo tried his best to calm the frightened Diro People. Even if they didn't have accurate location information, knowing a general location would be helpful.
"I've heard that our holy land is in the most beautiful place in the world, with a lake of tears from the gods, as beautiful as the sky," a Diro People said timidly.
Yaoyao first looked at the Rota World, which was devoid of even a blade of grass, and then at the sky, which was still shrouded in smoke. If their holy land really looked like this, it would be too ugly.
"Is there anything else?" Leo continued to ask.
The Rota World has changed too much; the descriptions and legends of the past have long been distorted. Without an accurate location, he needs a lot of auxiliary information to determine its approximate location.
"It's said to be a location where you can see the sea."
"It's also said that the first rays of sunlight in the morning rise from the holy land."
"They also said the holy land is full of flowers and countless small animals. What are the flowers and small animals?"
"There's an endless supply of food, a million times better than those black cakes."
The Diro People were all talking at once, telling legends they didn't understand, legends passed down from generation to generation.
These legends were not the hope they felt when they were rescued, but the only solace they could find in their desperate lives.
Just listening to their words, Yaoyao's face twisted into a bitter expression. What on earth was going on? After hearing their description, Yaoyao suspected that they weren't talking about a holy place, but heaven.
They were describing it based on their own idealized vision, and it was probably mixed with too much of their personal feelings.
Leo's temples were throbbing as he listened, but he still patiently listened to the whole thing.