Seeing Bai Qi remained silent for a long time, the Wu, kneeling on the ground, kept stealing glances at Bai Qi. At this moment, Bai Qi was also embarrassed. He had flipped through the Holy Lord's memories repeatedly, but could not find anything related to the Wu. However, one thing was certain: when the Wu appeared, Bai Qi felt his own mark on him.
Helpless, Bai Qi could only scratch his head and say, "I was once ambushed by a traitor and sealed for a long time. I can't remember many things. Tell me your story."
Bai Qi's excuse was extremely clumsy. Anyone else would have believed less than ten percent, but the Wu believed him and showed a look of understanding.
After a brief pause to organize his thoughts, the Wu began to explain his story to Bai Qi.
To talk about the Wu, one must go back to the ancient times, a very long time ago, when demons still roamed the earth, dividing their territories and establishing their kingdoms.
The Holy Lord was the same at that time. However, unlike other demons, while developing his demon dragon minions, the Holy Lord also recruited a group of humans, twelve in total, and taught them the black energy magic. This group of people was the original black energy sorcerers.
In order for these twelve humans to work better for him, the Holy Lord gave them what they desired most: power.
Without harming himself, the Holy Lord took a small portion of each of the twelve supreme demonic powers within him, which were the powers represented by the Twelve Talismans, and injected them separately into the twelve people.
Do not underestimate this small portion. It was directly given by the Holy Lord, the primordial demon. Even a little bit could instantly elevate them to the pinnacle of humanity.
These twelve initial black energy sorcerers, who had gained immense power, were extremely loyal to the Holy Lord and revered him as a god. Later, at the Holy Lord's instruction, they dispersed to various parts of the world, spreading black energy magic and the Holy Lord's fame. Each black energy sorcerer would carry a statue of the Holy Lord with the Holy Lord's aura.
When the black energy sorcerers reached their peak, they even developed their own forces and formed disciplined, organized religious groups with their own doctrines and precepts. They called themselves the Holy Dragon Church, revering the original black energy sorcerers as the twelve sacred apostles and the Holy Lord as a god.
Later, as black energy weakened, and mages who gained power from immortal gods appeared among humans, the Holy Dragon Church's situation gradually became difficult when the Holy Lord and the other seven great demons entered a period of dormancy.
In order to make the church great again, and to spread the Holy Lord's will throughout the world, the Pope at that time devised a very extreme plan and quickly implemented it.
No one expected that this Pope would be so insane as to dig up the tombs of the twelve apostles and steal the bodies of the apostles, which were considered sacred and inviolable by all church members. Then, the Pope found twelve fanatical followers who were absolutely loyal to the church and used forbidden arts to extract the power from the apostles' bodies and bestow it upon these twelve new individuals.
Thus, the new twelve apostles were born.
As the new twelve apostles were grafted, their power was only one-third of that of the original apostles. However, even so, these twelve were still the church's top combat force, carrying out various assassinations and fighting at the forefront against mages.
All twelve apostles bore a unified mark.
Behind each of the twelve apostles was tattooed a black demon dragon.
However, even this could not turn the tide, much like the fate of the Eight Great Demons.
As the Eight Great Demons were successively sealed in hell, the Holy Dragon Church was eventually destroyed under the siege of the so-called righteous forces. The twelve apostles, as the church's highest combat power, also scattered throughout the world after the church's destruction.
Later, under the relentless pursuit of more and more righteous individuals, the twelve apostles regrouped.
Facing a large number of enemies, the twelve apostles made a momentous decision: to combine the power of all twelve individuals into one person, enabling them to instantly gain immense power and break through the encirclement.
Of course, after using this forbidden art, the remaining eleven would die on the spot, with no chance of survival, because the forbidden art bestowed not only demonic power but also the entire life of a person.
But they could not afford to worry about that now. Rather than being wiped out by the enemy, it was better to fight to the death, and perhaps this power could be preserved.
The eleven infused all their power and even their lives into the apostle who possessed the power of the Tiger Talisman, as only she could balance the other eleven powers with her own.
Finally, the sole apostle who gathered the twelve powers experienced a surge in strength, instantly killing a large number of enemies and breaking through the encirclement. From then on, she vanished, and no one knew where she went.
The reason the Wu said so much was to express the fact that he was a survivor of the twelve apostles.
Bai Qi naturally did not believe him with just words. He looked the Wu up and down and said, "Since you claim to possess my twelve powers, you should know that my twelve powers include immortality and the ability to heal all illnesses."
Upon hearing Bai Qi's words, the Wu understood his implication. His body and appearance underwent a drastic change. One moment he was a lifeless old woman, and the next, a beautiful and alluring young woman.
Then, he took off his upper garment, turned around, and revealed a ferocious black demon dragon tattooed on his back.
The reason he did not tattoo the Holy Lord was that the Holy Lord held a high position in the hearts of these apostles. They felt they were not worthy of tattooing the Holy Lord's true appearance on their bodies, so they tattooed the demon dragon minions of the Holy Lord, thus proving that they were also the Holy Lord's minions.
Perhaps feeling that this was not convincing enough, the Wu raised his hands. His left hand was imbued with floating power, while his right hand held a flickering flame, and his eyes emitted laser beams.
"Alright, alright, I know your identity."
Bai Qi waved his hand to tell the Wu to stop. After all, there was someone standing outside. Moreover, Bai Qi felt a unique aura from the Wu, and the demonic power he displayed was precisely that of the Rooster, Dragon, and Pig among the Twelve Talismans.
"Don't worry," the Wu said, retracting his demonic power. "Yin is my trusted death warrior. I raised him from a young age, and he is absolutely loyal."
Bai Qi nodded and said, "Alright, since that's the case, tell me why you are here and why you have become the Wu of the Guardian Tribe?"
The Wu wasted no time and poured out everything he knew like beans.
It turned out that after breaking through the encirclement of the righteous individuals, the Wu had not had a peaceful day. He had lived in constant pursuit, and later, he accidentally came to a ruin and passed through a magic teleportation gate to this lost continent.