Chapter 111 (1/2)

No different from a normal human, the corpse looked like a strong man with a fire totem on his chest. The totem was not a tattoo but a kind of inborn skin texture.

“It is the corpse of a descendant of Voodoo-barbarian Tribe, one of the three dark tribes of Empire of the Dark. Many of you should have learnt that the greatest enemy of our empire is Empire of the Dark. And among the tribes of Empire of the Dark, only Voodoo-barbarian Tribe is our mortal enemy.”

Shu Sanqi’s voice was cold and hard, like a sword.

While talking, he took the corpse out of the coffin and put it on the test-bed to have all trainees see it clearly.

Lin Xun had read many books in Donglin Town and knew that Empire of the Dark was located on turbulent barren land beyond the western frontier and southwestern frontier of the empire.

It was said that it was an unknown and dangerous place whose territory was much larger than the whole Ziyao Empire and Empire of the Dark was established in it. The whole empire consisted of three dark tribes, including Voodoo-barbarian Tribe, Abyssal Devil Spirit and Moon-ghost Ethnic.

Each ethnic group had an extremely long history which could be traced back to tens of thousands of years.

In history, Ziyao Empire had been in war with Empire of the Dark more than once and defeats were more than victories. Only in recent hundreds of years, the empire gradually stabilized by the great power of the current emperor, making Empire of the Dark dare not invade and realizing the short-lived peaceful situation of the empire.

Of course, these were only one-sided descriptions in books, unable to let Lin Xun have a specific cognition of Empire of the Dark.

However, in front of him was lying the real corpse of a Voodoo-barbarian!

“Voodoo-barbarian Tribe is divided into nine branches, each of which has a unique talent for combat. The corpse in front of you belongs to Fire Barbarian Branch whose power ranks fourth among the nine branches.”

When talking about Voodoo-barbarians, Shu Sanqi was not as compendious as before.

“The whole Fire Barbarian Branch has millions of soldiers comparable to practitioner army in four provinces of our empire. Their leader is called King of Fire Barbarians, one of a handful of terrible creatures. In the whole empire, only the legendary overmatches of Reincarnation Developing Realm can withstand him.”

“Except the Fire Barbarian Branch, the situations of the other eight branches of Voodoo-barbarians are similar.”

“The cultivation realm of Voodoo-barbarians, different from ours, is divided into five levels, including Barbarian Slave, Barbarian Soldier, Barbarian Hercules, Archlich and Spirit Inspiration. The corpse in front of you is a ninth-level Barbarian Slave of Fire Barbarian Branch, equivalent to a practitioner on the ninth level of Martial Realm.”

After the introduction of Shu Sanqi, Lin Xun clearly understood that although Voodoo-barbarians’ realms of strength seemed to be called differently, but actually they were no different from the five realms of practitioners in the aspect of power.

For example, Barbarian Slave was corresponding to the practitioner of Martial Realm.

Barbarian Soldier was corresponding to the practitioner of Gang Spirit Realm.

Barbarian Hercules was corresponding to the practitioner of Sea Spirit Realm. Generally speaking, Barbarian Hercules was also called Voodoo-barbarian Hercules. The one who chased Shia Zhi before in Three Thousand Mountains was a Voodoo-barbarian Hercules having the level comparable to Sea Spirit Realm.

Clang!

A bright knife appeared in the palm of Shu Sanqi. Upon a skillful shake of his wrist, the fire totem on the chest of the corpse was cut open by the point of the knife and plasma like roaring flame flew out. The internal organs could be seen clearly and the scene was extremely bloody.

Shu Sanqi’s face didn’t change at all. He put his hand directly into the open chest and quickly scooped out a gory heart-shaped meatball with a disgusting smell.

“You have to know everything about your enemies before killing them. The chests of the descendants of Fire Barbarian Branch are all covered with fire totems which will turn to a ‘Fire Totem Armor’ to protect their hearts while combating. At the same time, their hearts are crucial points for them, gathering all their strength of cultivation.”

In the later time, while dissecting the corpse, Shu Sanqi explained the structure and weaknesses of the corpse for the trainees. Although many young boys and girls could hardly stand the stink and bloody smell of the corpse, they still strove to endure and listened carefully. There was no doubt that Shu Sanqi knew Voodoo-barbarian Tribe well, which made people wonder how many Voodoo-barbarians he had killed on earth to have such rich experience and knowledge.

One hour had passed when the introduction was finished. Shu Sanqi washed his hands and asked two attendants to give a book to each trainee.

All knowledge about Voodoo-barbarian Tribe was recorded in the book.

The requirements of Shu Sanqi were very simple. There would be an examination after three days whose contents aimed at the knowledge of Voodoo-barbarian Tribe. Those who passed the examination could gain some accumulated points. Those who failed the examination would be eliminated.

After the course, Lin Xun and other trainees of Camp 39 were brought to a great hall with a big spiritual tattoo formation to have the willpower training.

When Lin Xun went out of the great hall in the evening, both of his legs were a little weak, his face was a little pale, but he still looked calm.

But other trainees seemed different. Some shivered convulsively with their faces twitching; some mumbled to themselves as if possessed; some shouted so as to give full vent to their feelings; and so on and so forth.

There were only eight or nine people who could keep calm like Lin Xun. But the same as Lin Xun’s, their faces were a little pale and there was a trance in their eyes.

The willpower training just now was extremely cruel and abnormal. The big spiritual tattoo formation in the great hall could release the fiery heat, freezing cold, thunderous thump and tempestuous scream which continuously shocked and suppressed the soul and heart.

All these trainees needed to do was sitting quietly there for an hour. Neither cultivation nor any small act was allowed. It was more suffering and tormenting than real fight.

It was the torture and oppression upon the soul and heart, also a kind of training specially aiming at the perseverance of practitioners. Ordinary people even couldn’t hold on for several minutes and then completely collapsed and went crazy.