Chapter 95

The several companions beside the girl Liliya included men and women, old and young.

Two middle-aged men covered in blood should be her bodyguards.

An old nanny whose teeth in her mouth were at least half fake teeth flashing with silver metallic luster, yet maintained a calm demeanor in such a crisis-ridden time.

She should be Liliya's housekeeper or a tutor who had served her family for a long time.

Two women whose ages were no more than three years different from Liliya should be her close friends.

The remaining three men, one was about the same age as Liliya, one was five or six years older than her, and one looked to be over thirty years old.

They looked like suitors of Liliya or the two close friends.

The group looked disheveled, but in fact, they didn't even have any skin abrasions, obviously just mentally traumatized.

Clearly, in this kind of smoke-filled scene, the terrifying scene of thousands of people eating people.

Even for these Western He gentlemen and ladies who were accustomed to seeing slaves being cruelly tortured and executed, it was a bit too much.

Especially the young ladies, who looked even more panicked.

"Tonight is really too terrible." Liliya said with red eyes, "Sister's ship just set sail, and such a thing happened.

Fortunately, Yasefu and Aiste, two powerful warriors, stayed behind as bodyguards to protect me and Long Mama, otherwise it would be unimaginable.

By the way, there are also Brother Wenya and the two lords, Gelun'er and Lanshield.

When the cannibal ghosts first appeared, the three of them stood in front of me, Wenwen, and Sister Aimiya. They are truly brave gentlemen."

These companions of the girl obviously all knew Salisa, and everyone nodded to each other to greet them.

Then Salisa introduced the only stranger present, Zhang Gui,

"This is a new friend I met.

Sir Caiyang from the Eastern He Continent, possessing a hereditary general rank."

Upon hearing this, Liliya showed an innocent expression of confusion, "Hello, Sir Caiyang.

In your ancient East, can military ranks also be hereditary?"

Zhang Gui explained with a smile:

"Yes, in my motherland Ming Song, being a soldier as a profession can be hereditary.

Similar to Western knights, but more complex.

For example, my hereditary Dragon Tiger General rank can possess a semi-private army of no more than ten thousand people.

For this, the Emperor even rewarded me with a port town that had only been open for two or three months, used for military expenses.

But this is clearly not enough, so I turned my attention to the rich ocean.

Our enemy, the Yuanshan people, use maritime trade to benefit from mutual benefit with you Western sea merchants.

I can do the same."

"Oh, it sounds like you are a noble yet enlightened..."

Liliya stared with her big, dark eyes, just about to have a commercial mutual compliment session with Zhang Gui,

when she was suddenly interrupted by the chanting of the New God Yesaya church in the city.

The church bells, which usually wouldn't ring, also rang 'dang, dang, dang...'.

And it blended perfectly with the chanting that carried a solemn, sacred meaning.

Soft white light shone from the church dome, spilling onto the scarred city.

Wherever the light reached, the cannibal ghosts' movements, which were originally not much different from normal people, suddenly became stiff.

The danger was drastically reduced.

Then an eagle cry resounded through the world, and all the light turned into a huge white eagle, rushing towards the pitch-black sea.

In the 'Bible' of the Western He New God Yesaya, when God first appeared before the shepherd Yasuo, it was a pure white eagle!

That white eagle flew and illuminated the entire coastline.

It also illuminated a lonely boat safely hidden in the hurricane amidst the raging waves.

In ancient times, the ancestors of the Four Continents of Diyuan used stone tools to shave, hollow out, and coat tree trunks with wet mud and burn them to become canoes.

To this day, this ancient vehicle, which is extremely simple, is only used by the indigenous tribes of the Nan Chi Continent.

But using this means of transport for a long-range surprise attack is no different from a pipe dream.

'God stands in his own kingdom, omniscient and omnipotent, and must have a feeling if he sees it'.

Zhang Gui, standing on the land of Giant Serpent Head Island, couldn't detect the existence of the lonely boat in the sea at all just now.

But when he saw it with his eyes, he immediately had a perception in his heart,

"Is that a divine artifact? A divine artifact personally crafted by a deity!

Theoretically, it is of the same supernatural level as 'Heavenly Works Opening All Things', or even a bigger treasure!"

Salisa beside him happened to sigh,

"Sure enough, it's those dead ghosts from Aksum again, riding moon boats to slaughter cities everywhere.

Last time it was a year ago at the Sacred Tree City on the 'Middle Chaos Tooth' Ice Fire Island. Shouldn't it be the turn of the Western He mainland port city this time?

How could they run to Civilization Pioneer City, which is also in the Tooth Archipelago? How unlucky!"

For Zhang Gui, who had experienced the internet era in his previous life, information is equivalent to resources.

So he immediately asked: "Ms. Liliya, do you know the origin of that canoe hiding in the hurricane?"

Salisa gazed at the lonely boat and explained:

"That ship is a treasure left in the human world by the Moon God worshipped by the 'Aksum' people of the Nan Chi Continent, the Moon Boat.

It can sail to any place where moonlight is scattered, eternal and unchanging.

So every time a powerhouse among the Aksum people is about to die of old age, they will ride the Moon Boat to attack a port city of our Westerners.

To avenge the long-range slave-catching trade."

"Since this is the case, why don't you Western He people exterminate the Aksum people?"

"Mr. Caiyang," Salisa glanced at Zhang Gui with eyes looking at a fool, "You call me a Westerner, and I call you a Dongsheng Continent person.

It sounds like just two people from different places.

But in fact, it represents dozens or hundreds of countries, hundreds of millions of people with different civilizations, histories, and religions.

Do you think there are only ignorant primitive natives in the Nan Chi Continent?

No, there are powerful countries like Nan Nilo, Bei Nilo, Shang Xia Ju, and Aksum there.

The first appearance of Nan Chi slaves in the Western He Continent was actually not because of the slave-catching business.

But the revenge holy war launched by the church of the great New God Yesaya against Shang Xia Ju.

Because the earliest church group of Yesaya came from the Western He war prisoner slaves purchased by Shang Xia Ju through long-range trade."

Zhang Gui said in surprise: "Really? Why have I never heard of it?

Such inside information should make you Western He nobles and slave merchants reverse their positions and stand on the moral high ground, right?

Why haven't I known about it after hanging around in Civilization Pioneer City, Roujin, and Sacred Ode for a few months?"

Salisa laughed, "This is indeed not a secret.

But let alone you, an Oriental guy who has only hung around in the long-range island cities of the Western He people for a few months.

Even native Western He civilians rarely know that the Nan Chi Continent has powerful countries that even the holy war launched by the New God Church cannot conquer.

The general public also doesn't know that going to the Nan Chi Continent to do slave-catching business, in addition to the losses of long-range transportation, is more likely to be retaliated against and skinned and tortured by the mercenary legions of the great countries of the Nan Chi Continent.

They don't know that investing in those long-range trade bonds, which are regarded as one of the economic pillars of the country, resulted in bankruptcy.

Besides having poor judgment and giving money to damn scammers, it is more likely that the caravans they invested in encountered Nan Chi powerhouses and were wiped out.

Sometimes it is not in anyone's interest for the lower and middle classes to know too much, is it?

Or is it that your Eastern nobles or politicians don't think so?"

Zhang Gui felt speechless and had nothing to say.

(End of this chapter)