Chapter 2014B
Chapter 2014B – Black Dragon Roars to the Moon
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Song Yan was an average human of the Fire God Galaxy . He was already 200 years old and had just barely broken through to the Xiantian realm . Amongst the masses, he was considered standard for commoners .
When he was born, the war between the saints and humans within the wild universe had already begun .
And when he came of age, the flames of war had reached his home and the Fire God Galaxy fell to its enemies . Thus, from that day forth, he along with his 10 quadrillion plus human compatriots were all reduced to slaves .
When Song Yan was a child, he had read through a history book and learned about the history of his fellow humans from 6500 years past . Because the Divine Realm was conquered, humanity was in dire circumstances .
But this time of over 6000 years ago was simply too distant a period for Song Yan . As for him, he never thought that the destiny and life of slavery would arrive so quickly and descend upon him .
This was a horrifying nightmare!
Song Yan had always held his own dreams and desires . He wanted to become a warrior that fought for the human race . He never hoped to become the most dazzling talent in the world that was respected by all, but rather, becoming the most ordinary and common warrior in Fire God Heavenly Palace would have been more than enough .
However, the most basic qualification to become a warrior of Fire God Heavenly Palace was to step into the Divine Transformation realm before a thousand years of age .
To Song Yan, this was far too difficult .
He wasn’t born with much talent and destiny had never given him many lucky chances .
In the end, these dreams could only remain dreams .
He forced himself awake and soberly accepted the reality set in front of him . When he was at the peak Houtian realm, he married a woman . She was a homely woman with ordinary talent, but he loved her deeply with all his heart . In return, she gave him three cute little children, one son and two daughters .
However, these three children were born into a never-ending nightmare, one filled with cruel and avaricious demons that would swallow a person whole and even eat the bones .
Murder, robbery, rape, young women were captured and used as living furnaces and sold as slaves, and young boys were turned into blood sacrifices…
Song Yan didn’t know when these dreadful days would end . The war between humans and saints would continue for several thousand years, but, could he live on for several thousand years?
His children, grandchildren, and even his great grandchildren, would they even be able to live through those thousands of years?
The premise of all this was that… he could have grandchildren .
He was an ant, one that faced an ice age that would continue for an unknown period of years . He quietly stood in an empty field of ice, waiting for his inevitable death to take him .
“Wah – !”
A loud cry spread through the air .
His daughter was crying .
Song Yan’s heart ached . He turned to see his 12 year old son cradling his three year old daughter .
His daughter, she was hungry .
Song Yan had just entered the Xiantian realm . In this wild universe that was filled with chaotic origin energy, although he hadn’t managed to completely sever hunger and thirst, he still only required a minimal amount of rations every month . He only needed to drink water and absorb heaven and earth origin energy to sate his hunger pangs .
But his son, his daughters, his wife, they were different .
They needed to eat . They needed meals .
In the past, in a world of martial artists, starving due to a lack of food was simply unimaginable because they were strong and they grasped the ability to conquer the land and nature around them .
This type of thing would only occur in purely mortal societies .
But now, the Fire God Galaxy was actually in such a state . Of the 10 quadrillion citizens, over 9 quadrillion weren’t able to achieve the state of completely severing their appetite; they needed to consume a massive amount of grain and other rations .
After the chaos of war, a massive number of common citizens lost the protection of the warriors . And without their protection they had no way of facing the vicious beasts that rampaged through the open country . They had no choice but to rush into the city and let their fertile farmlands turn into wasted fields…
As for the remaining food sources, this was all controlled by the saint race bandits . 50 violet sun stones couldn’t even buy a bag of grain, and this was already a price over a million times higher than it had been in the Divine Realm . If one wished to live they had no choice but to go to the tunnels and mine . But in the open country that was filled with vicious beasts, recklessly going out was the same as gambling with one’s own life . It was rare for anyone to survive past three years outside .
Because she had been starving for a long time, Song Yan’s originally chubby daughter had turned sickly thin .
Song Yang’s wife, Zhou Hui, was nursing an even younger daughter . As she heard her other child’s pained cries, she felt as if someone was twisting a knife in her heart .
She no longer had any breast milk . In truth, allowing her child to suckle upon her withered breast was only to psychologically comfort her .
Song Yang grit his teeth . He pulled out a small pack of food from his sleeves . After thinking for some time, he broke off a piece and placed it in his wife’s hand to feed their second daughter .
The leftover piece was given to his son .
As the young boy looked at the food his father handed to him, he continued to cradle his little sister . Although he was 12 years old and his face was a bit pale and gray, his eyes maintained a stubborn light .
“Why won’t you take it?” Song Yan asked .
“Father, I am not hungry . ”
The young boy stubbornly said, a strength and defiance in his eyes that no 12 year old should have .
Song Yan suddenly felt his eyes swell with tears .
He directly placed the black pack of food in his son’s arms . Then, he rose and said, “I will go and find something for us to eat . ”
After speaking, Song Yan began walking towards the city gates .
“A’Yan, where are you going?”
Looking at her husband head outside the city, Zhou Hui was suddenly panicked . “Do you plan to go hunting? Are you tired of living?”
Outside the city, in the distant wild forests, there were plenty of beasts and prey . But the danger there was over a hundred times that of the mines!
Song Yan was but a Xiantian realm martial artist . If he entered the wild forests then even a variation mouse could eat him up!
Zhou Hui was anxious to the point of crying . The pillar of their family was her husband . Once her husband died, the fate of her and her three children would be unimaginable!
However, Song Yan seemed to have already made up his mind . “I will be fine . If I’m lucky then we won’t have to worry about food this month . ”
Then, he continued to say, “If I don’t go then our children will only last for another ten days…”
These second words were said to Zhou Hui with a true essence sound transmission . The hand that reached out to stop him suddenly froze .
She knew that in these past years, because of a myriad of reasons, the population of Fire God Galaxy had already sharply fallen by two-thirds…
Death was something always waiting just outside their door…
Zhou Hui was at a loss for words . But at this time, Song Yang had pushed away her hand . Just as he was about to walk and leave the city, his complexion suddenly changed .
A blood red moon hung high in the dark night . He could hear faint humming sounds from all around, as if they came from afar and also from nearby .
Then, the ground beneath his feet began to gently shake .
This shaking was extremely weak but Song Yan wouldn’t have sensed it wrongly . He looked at a puddle of water on the ground . In the cold and calm night, small ripples began to appear on this puddle of water .
The humming became louder .
Song Yan’s complexion paled .
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