Original God: The Eternal Lord of Bliss

Chapter 233 The Birth of Barbatos

Although they couldn't make a fire, Andrius showed them a way. The chief of Gunhild ordered the tents to be dismantled and wrapped around the tribesmen. Although it couldn't keep out the cold, it could make people feel a little warm.

Ye Jing didn't say anything. Since he couldn't make a fire, the tent was just a decoration and couldn't keep out the cold wind at all. It would be better to take it apart and wrap it around himself, which would at least keep him warm.

The group continued to move forward, and as time passed, night gradually fell.

Strangely enough, the thick clouds during the day disappeared without a trace at night, leaving only the starry sky hanging on the ground.

In a cave, Gunhild's people huddled together, cutting the frozen hard meat with knives, eating one piece at a time. Not everyone was in the mood to eat the meat. Ye Jing saw that some elderly people and young children had only fatigue in their eyes.

“People are going to die.” Ye Jing sighed in his heart, “I don’t know how many of these people will still be alive in the end.”

"Moore, why don't you eat?" Wendy came over and sat next to Moore, "But it's too cold?"

"It's indeed cold, but not to the point where I can't eat it." Ye Jing looked at Wendy's red face from the cold, took the knife and meat from him, skillfully cut a piece and put it in his mouth, feeling the ice water melting, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

"After coming outside, I found that it was different from what I imagined inside the wall." Wendy said calmly, "When I was in the city, I heard that the south was very beautiful, that people there were free, and that there were birds that could fly freely in the sky. I envied those birds that could fly freely, and I really wanted to see one like that. But after coming outside, I saw a world of ice and snow, and endless cold."

The wind elf on his shoulder sensed the boy's sadness and pressed its arms against his face.

"Are you trying to comfort me?" Wendy touched the little head of the wind elf with her fingers. "Do you still want to find a bird for me?"

"How did you talk to this wind elf? I didn't even see it move a word." Ye Jing said to himself.

In fact, it is no wonder that he has so many things in his mind. In his position, he has to think carefully before saying anything. If he doesn't speak his mind, he will suffocate.

"Forget it. The bird is no longer free after you caught it here." Wendy smiled softly and said to Ye Jing, "It's getting late. Let's go to bed early. We have to continue our journey tomorrow."

As he said that, he stood up and huddled together with his partner, resting relying on each other's body temperature.

Ye Jing also pretended to get close to his subordinates.

"Boss, there's a letter from the Human King."

As soon as he lay down, the subordinate beside him whispered and handed him a letter.

Ye Jing perked up and opened it in the bright moonlight.

There were only a few words in the letter: "Don't bother, even if they all freeze to death."

Ye Jing frowned, but didn't say much. Instead, he swallowed the letter and ate it.

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The next day, thick clouds covered the sky again, and biting cold winds and snowflakes began to rage.

The Gunhild clan was also awakened by the cold. The clan leader forced himself to stand up and began to count the clan members who were still conscious.

After an inventory, they found that all the elderly in the tribe had been frozen to death due to their physical weakness. For a moment, a sad atmosphere prevailed in the tribe.

But no one said they wanted to go back like they did yesterday.

"Are you feeling okay?" Wendy came to Ye Jing and asked with concern.

"Not bad." Ye Jing nodded, "Let's continue on our journey."

"Yeah." Wendy nodded, and the emotions in her eyes showed that the boy was worried about his future.

They couldn't stop, and without a fire, they would be frozen to death in the snow and wind if they stayed for a second. The only way they could survive was to keep moving forward towards the Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain.

"Little sister, what are you mumbling about?"

Wendy asked as she saw her younger sister mumbling something under her breath.

After hearing what her brother said, her sister raised her head and said, "Brother, I am praying to the gods to save us. Didn't you say that there are many gods on the continent of Teyvat? The king won't save us, but other gods will."

Hearing this, Wendy just smiled and rubbed her sister's head: "It will be."

He was comforting his sister, but he didn't notice that the wind elf on his shoulder had become slightly bigger and more lustrous.

The tribe continued walking, and under the attack of the cold, several members fell down in the snow and ice because they could not bear it. This time, the tribe leader did not turn back to continue the funeral for them, but continued to move westward.

Time passed unknowingly and it was evening. This time they were not as lucky as yesterday as there was no cave to hide in. The group could only huddle together in a sheltered place.

"Boss, can these people's bodies support them to the Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain?"

Ye Jing's subordinate whispered, "Do you want us to send someone to tell the Qianyan Army stationed in Longji Snow Mountain?"

Ye Jing shook his head: "Long live the Human King. Don't pay attention to it. Even if they all freeze to death, you should prepare. Many people will be frozen to death on the third day. You should also choose a few."

"Eh."

"The clan leader has fainted!" A sudden cry was heard, and Ye Jing hurriedly got up and went over.

I saw the patriarch, who was already in his sixties, lying on the ground with his eyes closed. His face was unusually red, beads of sweat kept appearing on his face, and his mouth was opening and closing as he gasped violently.

"This is a sign of freezing to death." Ye Jing muttered to himself.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Wendy shouted while shaking his grandfather's body, but his father already knew that his father could not be saved. His eyes were red, but he was trying hard not to let the tears fall, because tears would also freeze.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The cold wind became stronger and stronger and began to change direction. The originally leeward hillside seemed to have become a position facing the strong wind.

"Wendy, we have to move quickly, otherwise if we are blown by the wind like this all night, we will all be frozen to death!" Ye Jing persuaded.

Wendy nodded slightly, then looked at his father. According to etiquette, his father was now the new chief of Gunhild.

Wendy's father nodded slightly, then used his almost frozen body to gently pick up his father. Seeing this, the other tribesmen who were still able to move immediately stood up and followed. They did not ask why they were leaving. They looked numb, and they didn't know whether they still had a future.

Wendy held her younger sister tightly in her arms, and now she was praying again, but not in a low voice, but loudly.

"God, please save our Gunhild family. We like a warm environment, we hope to have enough food, and we hope to be happy every day. If God is willing to save us, we are willing to submit to you."

As the voice of the young child rang out, the confused tribesmen around seemed to have found their direction and began to pray as well.

"God!"

As hundreds of people began to pray, their voices were louder than the howling wind and the falling snow.

"Save us!"

The power of faith began to flow, and the thousands of winds in the sky felt it and lowered their gentle gaze.

"Wind elf?" Wendy saw that the body of the wind elf on his shoulder began to shine. It left Wendy's shoulder and came to the tops of all the tribesmen's heads. It opened its arms and gentle wind was released from its body, dispersing the strong wind and ice and snow, making everyone below feel warm.

"Wind elf." Wendy murmured, because the wind elf had become the same size as an adult. It opened its arms and protected everyone.

All of the Gunnhild clan knelt on the ground at once: "God!"