Refining the Mountains and Rivers

At the edge of the Little Sweet Mountains there was a small human settlement. Right now, burning corpses littered the ground and the air was filled with cruel and violent smells. This settlement had been completely destroyed and all the lives here had been slain without hesitation.

Red drops of blood dripped down an icy snow-white sword, breaking apart as they struck the ground. An obam wearing a black visor and black iron armor faintly drew back the sword and glanced around with indifferent eyes. "We're continuing."

As the iron-armored obam moved the pieces of armor collided and rubbed against each other, creating ear-piercing grating sounds. The obam scattered throughout the village like slippery fish quickly gathered back together, forming a torrent that marched deep into the forested mountains like a winding black snake.

Behind a fallen door, two small figures hugged each other. The boy was a little older and larger and covered the little girl's mouth to prevent her from making any noises. But the fear formed from the scene around them struck their minds like the tide, causing them to shiver uncontrollably.

It was only when the murderous obam left that the boy loosened his hand. The little girl in his chest cried out loud, "Brother…"

"Silence, we must leave!" The boy pushed over the fallen door and glanced backwards at his home behind him which had long since collapsed. His eyes were red and tears flowed down beyond his control.

He had heard the pained screams of his parents before they died. He grabbed his sister, bowed deeply to the ruins of his past home, and quickly left.

Outside the village, in the black flow of obam that were making their way forward, one obam suddenly lifted his head into the air and sniffed around. He sneered and said, "Captain, two humans are still alive. They are fleeing right now."

As he spoke he lifted a hoof and pointed towards the direction where the two siblings were running away to.

The captain's eyes were cold beneath his visor. He looked away and said, "Kill them."

"Yes!" The obam that reported the discovery smiled in excitement. He turned and separated himself from the troop, howling away.

The scent of young human boys and girls was far too delicious. If he was faster than he could eat well.

"Big brother! There's a black armored obam!" The little sister glanced behind her and screamed, her face instantly turning pale white.

The boy cried out loud. As his flesh and blood crackled he suddenly grew larger and his speed exploded. "Hurry and run!"

Each and every one of the black armored obams were executioners whose hands were stained with the blood of humans. Their strength was at a level far from what they could possibly hope to resist.

Besides running away there was no other choice!

But soon, the brother and sister revealed looks of despair. They tried their best but the distance between the two parties continued to close.

"Little sister, go!"

He flung out his arm and sent the girl flying away. The big brother stopped and turned around, closely eyeing the black armored obam that was howling at him, roaring as he did.

Come, you pack of monsters!

The black armored obam laughed out loud, "What a brave human boy. I'm sure you will taste even better. I have decided I am going to eat you later today….today, none of you can hope to escape!"

At this time, he suddenly felt as if something changed on his body. Then, human boy across from him revealed a strange expression…it was one of startled excitement and joy.

Mm…what did this boy see? Or was he trying to trick me to turn my head?

Hehe, what a weak and naïve boy. Did he think that a brave obam warrior like me would be tricked so easily?

Puff -

There was a sudden dull thumping sound. Or to be more exact, it was numerous thumping sounds that happened together, appearing like one because they all happened at once.

The black armored obam's field of vision turned black and his consciousness instantly fell into darkness. Before he died, his final death was how did he die?

Then there was nothing left of him but pieces of ruined meat!

The human boy gulped. As he glanced at the remnants of the obam that had been torn apart so easily by the fog, he revealed a frightened look.

He had no idea what this fog was or why it appeared here, but if it weren't for it then he would have likely died.

The boy bowed towards the fog. Then, without saying anything, he turned and ran towards his sister. The two of them continued to flee.

However, what these siblings didn't know was that this fog that appeared out of nowhere and killed the black armored obam didn't appear just here.

Throughout the entire range of the Little Sweet Mountains, for some unknown reason, fog began to appear out of nowhere…

The fog appeared ordinary but it possessed an extremely terrifying ability.it was like the sharpest blade, capable of tearing apart the hard armor of the obam warriors as well as the formidable mortal bodies they were proud of.

But besides this, the fog was completely harmless.

That's right, the fog only targeted the obam that intruded into the mountains. It didn't initiate attacks against any other living beings.

All of a sudden, the obams who broke into the Little Sweet Mountains, clamoring for a bloodbath of revenge, wanting to slaughter tens of millions, suffered heavy deaths and injuries!

…

Great King City. News of losses from the front lines of the war returned. The Aurora Family was furious and everyone trembled beneath the anger of the top nobles.

If before they had some doubt that the killer they were searching was within the encirclement at the Little Sweet Mountains, then presently they were sure - the murderer was there!

This was an ultra-large array formation that covered a range of over 100,000 miles of the Little Sweet Mountains and targeted the obam race only. Besides the peak array formation powerhouses of the human race, no one else could hope to create something like this.

Besides assassinating Olas, they couldn't think of a reason why such a human powerhouse would appear in the Little Sweet Mountains.

At this time, no one noticed that on the face of the seemingly sad Sophia, her eyes flashed with happiness - found you!

Towards her opponent, Sophia had already conducted a detailed investigation and possessed a great amount of information. This happened to include details about this array formation.

As she thought, during this period of time while that woman was quiet, she had been setting up an array formation. It had to be known that the power of this array formation was far from reaching its peak level.

In other words, she was forcefully activating the array formation. Then for the following period of time, she would be a target that was unable to move.

As long as she could lock onto that woman's position then she could borrow the strength from the Aurora Family and thoroughly strangle her to death, finally winning this game.

"Those damned human cultivators, they dare to kill bloodline descendants of my Aurora Family? I will make sure they all pay the deepest price!" A pure white Aurora Elder, a color that represented the nobility of his bloodline, laughed out loud. His diminutive body released a heart-shaking aura.

But now, besides anger, there wasn't much he could do. Because when it came to array formations, the obam race that relied on their bloodline to strengthen themselves didn't have many achievements in this field. The loud roars gradually subsided in the hall, and an awkward atmosphere filled the air.

Sophia stood up. She had a sad expression and her eyes were dark and gloomy, "Mister Olas cannot die in vain. We must find the murderer and have him confess all his sins so that we may comfort the heroic soul of Mister Olas."

She glanced around the hall, her eyes finally landing on the body of the Aurora Elder. "Due to our natural limits, it is difficult for our race to have achievements in the path of array formations. But that doesn't mean we have no means of breaking through the Little Sweet Mountain's array formation….Elder, we can make use of the human race's own strength."

The Elder's eyes brightened. "Are you referring to the fallen humans?"

With the great mountain as the dividing barrier, this world was split into two. One half was ruled by the obam race and the other half was ruled by the human race. Since endless years ago, the two major races had waged a never-ending war with each other.

In this long span of time, there were bound to be humans that surrendered themselves and willingly became servants of the obam race. These were called the fallen human race. They possessed considerable status and were directly controlled by the royal family.

It could be said that anyone who could be accepted by the royal family to become a member of the fallen humans was a human elite with a certain degree of talent. Thus, while there weren't many of them, the existence of the fallen humans had caused severe losses for the human race several times in the war.

The Aurora Elder fell silent. With the status of their family they had the qualifications to borrow the power of the fallen humans. But to do this they would need to pay a certain price. While Olas had been a direct bloodline descendant with an honored status, there were many other sin the Aurora Family that had a status equal to him. To pay such a deep price for a dead descendant didn't conform to the beliefs of the family.

Sorrow gushed out from Sophia's eyes. She walked over and fell to her knees, saying in a grieving tone, "I fell in love with Mister Olas at first sight and decided to join our bloodlines together to create new life. Now that he has been killed, I am willing to give everything I have to take revenge for him. I ask the Elder to please help me achieve my wish!"

The Aurora Elder's pupils shrank and his attitude became solemn and respectful. A sharp light surged from his eyes as he looked at Sophia. He loudly said, "Good! I promise you that I will not hesitate to pay any price in exchange for help from the fallen humans! I will make sure to take revenge for Olas!"

…

The fog that covered the Little Sweet Mountains didn't shroud the heavens and earth. Rather, they were in a state of continual flow. There were times and areas it was thick, and times and areas where it was thin. Sometimes it would fade away and sometimes it would gush out of nowhere. There were no rules that guided it, and this made it even more difficult to deal with.

The black armored armors that invaded the Little Sweet Mountains tried to push their way in several times but each attempt ended up with them suffering severe losses. They were forced to contract their forces into twelve camps, activating blood slaughter energy that resonated with each other to resist the fog. Although they were suppressed and were unable to take a single step out, they at least were able to preserve themselves and didn't suffer any more heavy losses.

If one looked up from the heavens, they would see twelve masses of blood red light, flooding between kills like pools of blood. And as time passed, they continued to shrink and expand as if they were breathing, constantly isolating out the invasion of the fog.

This was the Blood Slaughter Art utilized by the black armored obams. This was secret art developed through tempering their own bloodline, condensing slaughter energy through constant killing and combining it with their own blood energy. In a battle they could release this power to support themselves while suppressing their opponents.

Now, the light of this blood slaughter energy was a method temporarily used to contend with the fog. They were wounded beasts hiding within, licking their wounds and recuperating. But, this peace was destined to not last for much longer. News had already been transmitted to them from Great King City. Soon, a way would be discovered to break through the enemy array formation.

When that time came, they would have every living being within the Little Sweet Mountains pay the price for their suffering and loss!