The World of the Tur People Has Changed

Turkalando's methods against the Sixth Elder, Tulfilis, were swift, accurate, and ruthless.

In just a short period of time, the Divine Grace Lineage, which had been rooted in the Tours District for a hundred years, has collapsed.

Turfilis and others performed bloodletting at the shrine to invoke the gods. Of the more than twenty people involved, some died from excessive blood loss, some lingered in the hospital undergoing treatment, and others were left with lifelong health problems.

If Turcalando had delayed any longer, most of the Lineage's core members would have died in the shrine from uncontrollable bleeding.

With the outcome decided in a single day, many people inevitably feel a strong sense of crisis.

Falling from heaven to hell is something some people can barely accept, but going from frugality to extravagance is easy and going from extravagance to frugality is difficult; most people find it hard to bear such a sudden change.

Some believe that Turkalandor has already invoked the gods, making it impossible for him to communicate with the god Turkalandor in the short term, and he may never be able to do the same thing again in his lifetime.

Without the means of restraint, it's only natural for them to retaliate.

"Turlantu, you must understand that your current actions are tantamount to treason, and your actions against the chief are unforgivable!"

The Grand Elder, Tueryongduolu, arrived rather late.

When he arrived hastily with six paladins in a flying vehicle, they were met by nearly a hundred armed men aiming at them, and nearly a hundred paladins and priestesses were bound in the distance, some of whom had already lost their lives.

This filled Tueryongduolu with rage.

He berated the Lineage of the Lineage to which Turfilis belonged, feeling that the man's rash actions were simply insane.

Turcalando did not completely exterminate the Divine Grace Lineage, but now the other party is determined to exterminate Turcalando.

"All I know is that Turkalando was once stripped of her qualifications as a priestess. Someone like her, abandoned by the gods, is not fit to be the chieftain of our Turkal tribe!"

Tourantu was around forty years old and still in his prime.

He was not a priest serving the god Tu'er, but rather chose to develop a path of genetic enhancement that was no different from that of a paladin.

As Lineage leaders, they naturally cannot serve as paladins, and their individual resources far surpass those of paladins.

He not only wielded power, but was also one of the few strong individuals in the Tur clan to have entered the Sixth Sequence.

There are only two or three people who can stop Turlantu, but this does not include the Grand Elder Turyongduolu, and even the Lineage of the opposing Lineage is no match for Turlantu.

Times are changing, and so are Turlantu's ideas. He will not eliminate the Lineage's interests just because of a single word from Turcalando, nor can he sever this connection.

The transfer process is proceeding as usual, but everything will be reversed once Chief Turkalandor dies.

The divine grace of the god Tur failed to protect Turkalando, which is why the Tur blueprint was able to turn the tide.

He not only overwhelms others with his strength, but he can also stand firm from a religious perspective.

As long as Turkalando is dead, he will launch a campaign to condemn Turkalando for abusing his divine power for personal gain, thus nailing him to the pillar of shame.

His individual strength is real; as long as he has that strength, he will not lose his rights, and he will be able to reclaim his interests.

As long as everything returns to normal, whoever wants to be the chief can be the chief.

Throughout the history of the Tuer tribe, there have been chiefs with great talent and ambition, as well as chiefs who died mysteriously and were replaced. Tuer Lantu felt that changing chiefs was no big deal.

Tourantu's confidence stems from his belonging to the Sixth Sequence. While this sequence isn't as monstrous as the Seventh Sequence, it's still an existence many can only dream of.

Unless ambushed, Tourantu can evade firearms, possesses powerful physical resilience and resistance, and can kill the weak in a short time.

He twirled a magic watch in his hand, his eyes occasionally sweeping across the Gobala Cave corridor.

When it comes to wielding power, how could a young upstart like Turkalando possibly outmaneuver these seasoned veterans?

Turkalando's smooth administration was partly due to his machinations. Turkalando frequently used funds to quickly conscript manpower and also planted explosives during the construction of the wall.

More than ten miles apart, it would be impossible to carry out a precise timed blast in a cave. However, Touran had a small mechanism made in the isolation wall. The fuse of the explosive was on the iron gate. Whenever the iron gate was opened or closed, the fuse would be pulled.

However, the alien insects in the Gobala Cave corridor were real, and to avoid getting caught in them himself, Thurlando and the others needed to lure them away.

If Turcalando and the others were to die at the hands of the Zerg, the matter would be over.

If Turkalando and his men could fight and retreat simultaneously, or even use the isolation wall to block their way, then after pulling hard on the iron gate twice, it would be time for the explosives to unleash their power.

He turned the magic watch in his hand. The magic watch was a "Rubik's Cube" that needed to be solved on both sides. Each side had nine clock faces, and the watch had four gears that controlled the rotation of the hands. Each side also had four buttons, which were connected to the other side. The state of the buttons affected the rotation of the corresponding gears.

After scrambling the dials on both sides, you must then return the dials to the twelve o'clock position.

His magic watch has already spun two crosses, and putting the rest back in place shouldn't be too difficult.

When everything returns to its proper place, his family, the Divine Grace Lineage, will also surely return to its proper place.

"Elder, it's fine if you just stand back and watch the show, but please don't cross the line," Turlantu threatened in a low voice. "Chiefs can be replaced, let alone elders. Your Lineage's Turlianshan will absolutely not start a war with me over something like this!"

"You... you... you're utterly ridiculous!"

Chief Turkalando was frustrated in his role, and elders like Turkyondor also lacked real control.

No one can sincerely serve the god Tur while also truly managing the Lineage and even controlling many aspects of Tur industry and agriculture.

The corresponding divine authority and real power are two different things.

When exercised in the right context, divine authority can outweigh real authority; however, in most cases, real authority is significantly more powerful than divine authority.

At least for now, facing the Sixth Sequence's Thurland, Elder Thuryongduolu had no plan to restrain the other party.

He watched helplessly as Tourantu blocked the way at the cave entrance, and heard a muffled thunderous sound coming from inside the cave. He dared not cross the boundary that the other party had drawn.

"God will punish you," Elder Tueryongduolu said angrily.

"God... God only punishes..."

As times move forward, the Turs have also swept away much ignorance, especially those at the top of the social hierarchy.

Compared to the previous patriarchs of the Divine Grace Lineage, Turlantu no longer swore allegiance to the God of Tur, and even harbored some doubts.

He couldn't explain why the god Tu'er could communicate with people through various stones and occasionally perform miracles of punishment or reward, but he knew it was almost impossible for the god to interfere in their normal lives.

If the god Tur cannot control their lives, they simply need to put forward some substitutes to guard the temple.

Not only the chiefs, but also many elders have had their real power and authority gradually stripped away.

Tourland believed that the Church of Tours would eventually become a symbol of honor, one that could be held in high esteem and completely controlled.

He was just about to engage in a verbal battle of divine authority with the Grand Elder when, in addition to a thunderous sound, a gust of wind swept out of the cave.

A sense of crisis washed over him, and Thurlandu leaped away to dodge.

"I'll get 10...120,000... ah~"

A frantic scream came from the cave entrance, and more green liquid spurted out.

As Thurlandu glanced over, he saw the green liquid shoot like arrows onto several guards blocking the cave.

In just a short moment, the bulletproof armor these people were wearing was completely corroded, and the corrosion spread to their bodies.

When these people belatedly screamed in agony, the areas stained with the green liquid had already rotted away, and in some cases, the red parts of their intestines and stomachs were visible through the corroded areas.

"The Zerg have actually broken out?"

Tullantu was greatly alarmed, realizing that the power of the Zerg exceeded his expectations.

But at the same time, he also felt joy.

The more powerful the Zerg, the lower the chances of Turcalandor and his companions surviving; they've most likely already died in the Gobala Cave corridor.