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Found a noisy little demon lord.
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In a distant era, when the heavens and the earth were not yet clear, chaos was like an unpainted canvas, waiting for the miracle of creation.
In this chaos, gods, demons, humans, and monsters intertwined and coexisted in boundless nothingness.
This is an era full of myths and miracles, as well as a world full of unknowns and possibilities.
In such an era, there is a great goddess - Goddess Nuwa. She is like a beam of light, illuminating this chaotic world.
Goddess Nuwa used her divine power to mend the sky with stones and created humans with gentle hands, becoming the guardian of all things and bringing the initial order to the world.
Five thousand years later, in a vast mist, the humans created by Nuwa were sitting around a bonfire, listening to an elder's storytelling.
"Goddess Nuwa is our creator and also our savior," the elder's voice echoed in the night sky, his eyes shining with reverence for this great goddess.
A young man interjected, "How did Goddess Nuwa mend the sky with stones?" His eyes were filled with curiosity.
The elderly person smiled, with a sparkle of wisdom in their eyes: "A long, long time ago, a huge crack appeared in the sky, bringing disaster. Goddess Nuwa protected us by melting colorful stones to mend the crack, restoring the sky to its wholeness."
A young girl asked softly, "How did Goddess Nuwa create humans from clay?" Her eyes were filled with curiosity about this magical process.
The elderly person extended their hands, as if shaping a small human figure: "Goddess Nuwa used her hands to pick up clumps of earth from the ground, and then, with her divine power and love, she slowly molded our forms. Each person is a creation of her heart."
As the crowd listened to these stories, their hearts filled with gratitude and reverence for Goddess Nuwa. The atmosphere by the fire became warm and sacred, and each person's face was filled with awe for life and anticipation for the future.
Just then, a mysterious traveler walked into their view. His figure appeared somewhat blurry in the firelight, but his calm and composed demeanor made people take a second look.
Approaching the campfire, the traveler smiled and greeted, "Good evening, everyone. It seems I have arrived at a place full of myths and legends."
The young man asked curiously, "Where are you from? You seem to have experienced a lot."
The traveler sat down, with deep eyes: "I come from a distant place, and have experienced countless trials. But no matter where I go, the legend of Goddess Nuwa always shines like a guiding light, illuminating my journey."
The little girl asked curiously, "Can you tell us a story about Goddess Nuwa that you know?"
The traveler nodded and began to tell the story: "A long time ago, after repairing the sky with five-colored stones, Goddess Nuwa discovered that there was still a lack of vitality in the world. So, she decided to create various kinds of creatures to enrich this world. She created birds, allowing them to soar freely in the sky; she created fish, letting them play in the water; she created flowers and plants, filling the earth with colors. Each creature was created with her heart, and each has its own unique meaning in life."
The crowd listened to the traveler's story, deeply captivated. They felt the profound emotions of Goddess Nuwa towards this world, as well as the wonder and greatness of life.
The story continued by the fireside, and the stars in the night sky seemed to be listening as well. In this chaotic world, the legend of Goddess Nuwa is like a never-extinguishing lighthouse, illuminating the soul of every life.
But in fact, in the distant ancient times, in the later story, Goddess Nuwa was demoted to the mortal world for violating the rules of the heavenly realm. However, even after losing her divine status, she still harbored deep feelings for the mortal world. After she descended to the mortal realm, a special ethnic group - Nuwa tribe gradually formed.
The people of the legendary Nuwa tribe are said to possess the bloodline of demigods, carrying out a mission to protect peace in The human world
Their power is neither attainable by ordinary people nor the same as the omnipotence of the divine realm, existing in a unique state.
On a clear morning, sunlight spilled into the secluded village of the Nuwa tribe, surrounded by dense trees and vines, appearing both mysterious and harmonious. The village houses were mainly made of bamboo and wood, simple yet full of vitality.
The village elder, a man of profound wisdom, was discussing important matters with several kinfolk. In front of them lay an ancient scroll, recording the story of Goddess Nuwa and the mission of the kinfolk.
"Everyone, we must remain vigilant at all times and protect this land and its people," the elder's voice was deep and powerful, with an unmistakable determination in his eyes.
A young kinfolk, with a hint of doubt on his face, asked, "Elder, can we really shoulder such a heavy responsibility? After all, we are still far from being true gods, and as time passes, the Nuwa bloodline in our veins becomes thinner... Only those chosen by the Goddess Nuwa temple in the village can go to live in Penglai Mountain."
He continued, "And in recent years, there have been fewer and fewer awakenings of kinfolk in our bloodline. Among our generation, only Miss Zhiyun has successfully awakened her bloodline."
The elder gazed at the young man, speaking with determination: "Don't be disheartened. Although we are not gods, we possess the power and wisdom bestowed upon us by Goddess Nuwa. We are more sensitive to spiritual energy than ordinary people, and this power is enough to allow us to protect this land."
As soon as the words fell, the urgent sound of footsteps suddenly came from the outskirts of the village.
A kinfolk ran in gasping for breath, with an anxious look on his face: "Elder, it's not good. A group of monsters has appeared in the eastern mountain forest and is approaching our village!"
The elder's face changed, and he immediately stood up and said, "What? Here they come again! Gather the kinfolk and stop the monsters!"
The kinfolk quickly sprang into action, each picking up their weapons and preparing for battle. Even the young kinfolk picked up their long swords, their eyes shining with determination.
Before long, the kinfolk arrived at the edge of the forest.
They saw a group of fierce monsters destroying the trees, emitting terrifying roars. These monsters had strange appearances, some with sharp claws and teeth, some with wings on their backs, exuding a dangerous aura.
The elder stood at the forefront, raising his staff and chanting incantations. With his spell, the tip of the staff emitted a dazzling light, and a powerful energy wave surged towards the group of monsters.
The monsters were thrown into disarray by this sudden attack, and panic ensued.
kinfolk took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, with the clash of long swords and the claws of the monsters producing crisp sounds. The young kinfolk displayed astonishing courage and strength in the battle. He moved agilely among the monsters, each sword strike precise and accurate, knocking down one monster after another.
After a fierce battle, the monsters were finally driven away, and the mountains and forests returned to tranquility. The kinfolk were exhausted, but their faces showed the joy of victory.
The elder looked at the kinfolk with a sense of satisfaction in his eyes: "You have done well. Today, you have proven the strength and courage of our Nuwa tribe."
A young kinfolk walked up to the elder, with a confident gleam in his eyes: "Elder, I understand now. Even though we are not all-powerful gods, we have the determination and strength to protect this land."
Night falls, and a bonfire rises in the village. The kinfolk gather around the fire, sharing stories of battles, while songs and laughter intertwine to create a peaceful and heartwarming scene.
On this land protected by Goddess Nuwa, the people of the Nuwa tribe will continue their mission to protect this land and every life living here.
And their story will be passed down through the ages, becoming an immortal chapter in the legends of future generations.
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