I am a living immortal.

Chapter 545 Fire

Thinking of this, the Saint Lord casually asked, "What is the name of your city lord?"

"City Lord?"

The city of Sishui had been without a mayor for hundreds of years, and most people had only a vague memory of him. They vaguely remembered him as a young man, though even the oldest elders didn't know him. After all, Sishui was originally just a small town, and its development had seen dozens of changes and destructions, leaving many records long since lost.

Just like this battle, many buildings in the city have disappeared, and the rebuilt buildings are not the original ones, let alone the records in the buildings.

The time has passed so long that even the name and appearance have disappeared, but the will did not disappear with the death of the city lord. Instead, it burned stronger and stronger.

Hearing this answer, the Holy Lord was not disappointed, as if it was just a casual question.

Next, we will discuss the next plan to save the human race.

The Sage Lord clearly felt the passage of time accelerate. Because of his arrival, this section of the tributary had already changed. The sound of rushing water filled his ears, and before his eyes, the figures and buildings around him seemed to have been accelerated, and everything around him was evolving.

The Sage Monarch watched this scene from the sidelines, feeling as if he were watching a CG animation. Unlike the main stream, this tributary wouldn't advance incrementally into the future. Instead, it would utilize the Great Law of Time to leap to the next critical turning point.

When he opened his eyes again, it seemed as if only a few minutes had passed in his perception, but around him, ten years had passed.

The original buildings also became much more magnificent, and the city of Surabaya continued to expand outward until it covered the entire area.

The people in front of him were still the same people, but their strength had undergone a drastic change.

An elder said, "The advance team has found many destroyed towns. Sixteen of the thirty-one teams that went out to explore have returned. The remaining fifteen teams were either trapped in the darkness or attacked by beasts. But in the end, they all handed over the fire."

"The demon race is making unusual moves. After decades of development, they've set their sights on us. The situation seems dire, and we're unprepared. However, there's no perfect solution, and we can't wait until we're absolutely sure before taking action. Over the past ten years, we've intermittently handed over 1,361 fire seeds and ignited 1,341."

Everyone's eyes turned to the holy king who was sitting on the main seat, like a god.

Waiting for them to make a decision.

"We have been preparing for so long. It is time for the human race to return to the stage of history."

Everyone stood up together: "The will is immortal, and the human race will prosper forever."

......

As time goes by, the human race's dojo becomes more and more crowded.

Regardless, there are only a half-dozen scattered around the world, which is a drop in the bucket for the vast human race. The dojo only occupies one thousandth or one ten-thousandth of the world. Most humans are born, grow up, and die in the wilderness.

The buildings left over from hundreds of years ago have now completely disappeared in the wind and sand.

Aside from the Dojo, human civilization has regressed several steps.

They were starving, with no clothes to wear and no food to eat. But the most terrible thing was that even in such a harsh situation, humans still managed to survive. In the words of the demons, humans were truly terrifying.

However, these surviving humans have paid a terrible price for their survival. They are afraid, confused, and long for a way out, but there is no way out.

Perhaps tomorrow, perhaps the next moment, a monster would burst forth and devour him, killing him. But they simply wanted to survive. The gods above twirled their fingers, shifting the landscape as if playfully. Their garden would be destroyed in an instant.

Friends and relatives around them were injured or killed in the change of terrain. Most of them were separated, leaving only a few teenagers. They gathered together and resolutely walked into the jungle to survive.

But surviving seemed to have used up all their luck.

They quickly lost their way in the boundless jungle. Some encountered deadly insects, festering and dying; others encountered treacherous terrain, falling into crevices between mountains, leaving them with no chance of survival; and they encountered monsters in the jungle, one of whom was eaten and two others are missing.

In just over a month, they have grown rapidly.

Through trial and error, they gained a certain understanding of the jungle. They found edible food and crafted spears from sharp branches. With these spears, they seemed to see the light.

But before they could be happy, the light suddenly went out.

The teenagers stood frozen in place, for when they turned around, they encountered a strange beast. Standing four or five meters tall, it suddenly appeared before them. Its black eyes gleamed with a fierce glare, pausing the boys to move. The beast sniffed the ground, as if searching for something.

But finding no trace, his eyes swirled, revealing a cunning look. This completely devastated the young men. The larger the monster, the stronger it was, but there was always an exception: intelligence. And the monster before them clearly possessed intelligence.

Then, the next action of this monster further confirmed this conjecture.

The monster said directly: "If you don't come out, these humans will die."

He rushed towards the teenagers without hesitation. At this moment, one of the teenagers gritted his teeth and said viciously, "I'm not afraid of you!" He threw the wooden spear in his hand fiercely, and the sharp tip cut through the air and pierced the monster.

However, how could such an attack hurt the monster?

With a bang, the wooden spear exploded into fragments, flying everywhere and slicing the boy's cheek. The monster had already advanced, its sharp claws falling towards the boy.

The young man's heart seemed to stop beating as he faced death, and his eyes darkened. He knew that he could never kill a sapient monster on his own.

“Are you going to die?”

“I feel a little bit unwilling.”

The boy closed his eyes, waiting for death to come. At this moment, he actually calmed down.

The monster's pupils shrank. Could it be that it had really come to the wrong place? The person wasn't here? The thought of this made its interest wane, but its hands didn't stop moving. It would go look for him again after killing these humans.

Just as it was thinking this, an accident happened.

The monster's originally uninterested look immediately changed.