A Cruel Land

"Oh my god!"

Turcolando also rode in a chariot towards the city of Leiata.

The advantage of tanks is that they have armor plating, but the disadvantage is that they are not very fast.

A full forty-five minutes passed before Turcorando's chariot finally entered the city of Leiata.

She also clearly saw the dust, debris, the shed cocoon-like shells, and the withered bones that covered the city; the desolate scene resembled the end of the world.

Even if Turcolando had some ulterior motives, he still found it difficult to suppress his anger when he actually witnessed this scene.

"The god Tu'er will punish you!"

"Charge!"

"Kill all those who are different!"

Turkorando shouted into the chariot's megaphone as she began reciting the Turkic tribe's sacrificial incantations.

The fact that the enemy they faced was not human caused confusion for many Turs, and the desolation and ruin of Leiata City chilled their hearts.

But as the chants of the Turkorando priests resounded, the alluring power of faith dispelled the fear.

Many people looked towards the impenetrable blackness deep within the city of Leiata.

It was a swarm of countless moths, like a giant tornado, so numerous that it was difficult to count them.

"Reload!"

Moths are difficult to aim at when they are flying in the air, but when they gather in large groups, they become a large target.

The massive swarm of moths would also serve as the best obstacle to block the explosion, and firing into the air would have little impact on the Sequence Holder fighting below.

More than 30 miles away, some anti-aircraft guns on tanks had already been raised.

Aside from the elite Lineage the Divine Grace family who went to investigate, the Tuer tribe still has over a thousand paladins and priestesses remaining.

Amidst murmured prayers, these people became the first wave of warriors charging to the forefront.

Armed sergeants, guards, and militia members became the second wave of reinforcements, numbering nearly 20,000 and almost wiping out the Tur tribe's regular military strength.

With a deafening roar of cannon fire, the city of Leiata welcomed its first regular army.

This was the first wave of regular troops charging forward, and also the last wave.

Turcolando's hands were trembling slightly.

All she could see were the enormous swarm of moths that looked like shimmering black dots; she didn't see the aircraft that Turkalando and Ren Anran had taken away.

In the short six months since she stepped down, almost everything has changed drastically.

This reminded Turcolando of the Tur God Axe, which he had dissolved with chemicals, and of Ren Yisheng replacing the Tur God.

As a chieftain, Turcorando rebelled against the gods most thoroughly.

At this moment, she couldn't help but feel uneasy, sensing that this might be divine punishment.

"If it's divine punishment, it can only mean that you weren't thoroughly destroyed!"

A thought surged through her mind, making her resolve even more resolute.

For Turcolando, once she drew her bow, there was no turning back.

She even considered what Turkalando had said: to return everything about the Turks to secular assimilation, allowing believers to believe in the fake Turks they set up, and also permitting the existence of those who lacked faith.

When no one believes in the god Tu'er anymore, the other side may disappear completely.

The various thoughts in her mind also spurred the fanatics to keep moving forward.

"Saati is over there!"

Giant moths were everywhere in the city of Leiata, and even hundreds or thousands of meters in the air, moths were circling.

Ren Anran and her companions' aircraft hovered over Leiata City for a long time until countless moths swarmed towards the Red Brahma Square, which was being bombarded by rocket artillery, finally giving them an opportunity to land.

As they continued toward that terrifying, dark area, Turkalando first spotted Zhang Xuezhou shaking his head behind a building, and also saw 'Saam', whom he often saw on Feiyu Live.

"Saam is really professional!"

Seeing that Song Fengying was still holding the camera equipment and communicator, Turkalando felt that this mother-in-law was the most powerful anchor she had ever seen.

The number of deaths in Leiata City is countless, and countless people are filled with anxiety. Yet Song Fengying still has time to come here to give a broadcast.

Turkalando murmured something under his breath, but never dared to utter the name 'Saam' again.

She touched her waist and realized that she had given her communicator to Zhang Xuezhou. As for Ren Anran and Wang Li's foreign communicators, they were out of the question. Turkalando and the others could only wave and approach Zhang Xuezhou and the others.

I curse you to bleed from all seven orifices and never find peace...

When Turkalando and the others got closer, they could hear the voice Zhang Xuezhou was speaking clearly, and they also understood why Zhang Xuezhou had not greeted them.

"Xuezhou might have something wrong with his head. He drew a little figure and then started reciting it here!"

It was a rare treat to see acquaintances abroad, Song Fengying felt an overwhelming sense of warmth and familiarity upon seeing Ren Anran and Wang Li.

She quickly pulled everyone down to squat, and couldn't help but criticize Zhang Xuezhou for doing something foolish in such a dangerous area.

"He was supposed to just read a few lines and be done with it, but for some reason, Xuezhou started reading again, and he wouldn't budge when we told him to," Song Fengying complained.

"Draw little people?"

Ren Anran leaned closer to look at Zhang Xuezhou, then watched as he muttered curses, seemingly oblivious to their arrival.

When she saw the faint blue light emanating from Zhang Xuezhou's eyes, she realized that Zhang Xuezhou was casting a spell.

"Don't touch Xuezhou, he's doing important work right now!" Ren Anran advised.

"He's doing something worthwhile," Song Fengying said in surprise. "An Ran, don't always say nice things about him. If it weren't inconvenient to carry Xuezhou, I would have carried him out myself!"

"Don't worry!"

Ren Anran comforted her in a low voice.

If Ren Anran's judgment was correct, she believed that Zhang Xuezhou was engaging in a battle of wits.

Magical combat differs from physical combat. Physical combat requires face-to-face interaction and is mostly confined to a range of 100 meters, while magical combat can extend over distances of tens or even hundreds of miles.

In Zhang Xuezhou's description, this can even transcend space.

For example, the emperor she occasionally met and discussed cultivation with was someone who crossed spatial boundaries. Although it wasn't exactly a battle of magic, it was an extension of Technique Method.

The longer time went on, the clearer and more nuanced Ren Anran's understanding became, and Zhang Xuezhou's additions further corroborated this.

She was not hallucinating, nor was she talking to herself; she was genuinely communicating with someone across space.

This immense ability far exceeded Ren Anran's imagination, and it also strengthened Ren Anran's resolve.

She was the only one besides Zhang Xuezhou who focused on the art of realm cultivation; even Zhang Manqian didn't have her unwavering belief.

Regardless of any flaws or other problems Zhang Xuezhou's realm technique might have, Ren Anran firmly believed that this was a more correct and powerful path.

The sooner she corrects herself, the more likely she is to gain the upper hand.

Ren Anran has now barely entered the Consciousness Creation Realm by taking medicine, and is only one major realm away from Zhang Xuezhou.

Of course, once Zhang Xuezhou breaks through to the Divine Ability Realm, it might be two major realms away.

But her catch-up will be just as quick.

As long as the Poison Repelling Technique continues to be promoted...

As thoughts raced through Ren Anran's mind, she suddenly looked up at the countless dust particles and toxic powders filling the air.

She looked at Turkalando and the others, who were bundled up tightly, and then at her own protective gear.

"This scale powder is mildly poisonous, and it attacks almost the entire body, even the respiratory tract. This seems to be the 'earth' factor that Xuezhou mentioned. Leiata City has become the region that promotes the Poison Repelling Technique!"

Zhang Xuezhou engrossed in the magical battle and paid no attention to the poison powder and fragments, but Ren Anran noticed them and gained some insight.

She slowly removed her breathing mask and protective clothing, and then felt choking dust enter her nostrils and other parts of her body, and her skin also felt a slight burning sensation.

However, as the Poison-Repelling Technique was activated, the stinging pain gradually subsided.

In some areas, the driving force is far from sufficient.

Those were undeveloped acupoints for detoxification within her body, and areas where the Detoxification Technique needed to be developed. For her, these trace amounts of toxins undoubtedly served as a kind of guiding agent.

In a short period of time, Ren Anran had already figured out the purpose of this area.

If they can eliminate the giant moths and designate this area as a restricted zone, it will be an ideal location for them to implement their antidote regimen.

Of course, such cultivation conditions can be artificially customized. As long as enough trace amounts of toxins suitable for their bodies can be found, and a space filled with dust is constantly created by a fan, it can also be considered a small 'land'.

But building your own 'ground' is nowhere near as ingenious as the vast open space of Leiata City.

This is a cruel place, but it will also be the place where some rise to power.