Under this situation, Ramam, the oldest in the tribe, temporarily came forward to maintain order.
The drastic changes in the world made all the war ghost tribes panic. This year's Black Fog Season is obviously not over yet, but the fog that spreads on the plain suddenly disappeared. No one can explain anything abnormal.
Under the leadership of Ramam, the Gaosuo tribe could only seek guidance from the great blood-killing god through blood-fighting sacrifices.
However, over a few months.
The Gaosuo tribe conducted four blood-fighting sacrifices, but received no response, as if the blood-killing god had abandoned his people, which undoubtedly made Gaosuo even more panic.
"Enough! Stop your mouth!"
Suddenly, Ramam paused the bone staff in his hand towards the ground, and then whispered loudly, ": The great blood-killing god will never abandon his people, and everyone in the Gaosuo tribe must maintain their faith!"
"If anyone questioned the great god again, then I will expel the despises from the tribe in the name of the ancestors of Gosso!"
As Ramam said, the surroundings fell into silence.
The war ghosts of the Gaosuo tribe were still confused and fearful, but no one dared to show it at this moment, so they could only pray silently.
...
Solu Plain, Tatar Tribe.
Compared with the depressing atmosphere of the Gosso tribe, the Tatar tribe was also in a panic. As the leader, Drogo prayed to the God of Blood Slaying several times, but received no response.
Inside the tribe, there is a stone house.
In the dark room, Drogo walked around the ground, a hint of uneasiness appeared on his firm face, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open.
Drogo quickly turned around and looked at the blood warrior who had a lame leg. Karu walked in carefully.
"How is it, how are you inquiring about the news?"
Drogo quickly stepped forward and asked Karu.
Karu shook his head, his face slightly gloomy.
"The people from our tribe have gone to major tribes in the plain to inquire. All tribes have lost their connection with the God of Blood-killing, even including the Gaosuo people!"
"What? Even the Gaosuo tribe..."
Drogo was shocked and a solemn luster appeared on his face. As the ruler of the Solu Plain, the Gauso tribe has the most complete divine stone tablet in the entire plain and is the tribe with the most chance to communicate with the God of Blood Killing.
However, now, even they have lost contact with the God of Blood-killing.
‘Can’t it… the God of Blood Killing has…’
Drogo quickly suppressed the blasphemous idea, but this idea grew wildly in his heart like a weed.
"The Solu Plain can no longer contact the God of Blood-killing."
Opposite, Karu's face was also extremely pale, as if he was in a certain fear, and said in a trembling voice, ": The warriors in the tribe have gone out of the plain to see if the tribes in other areas have received guidance from the God of Blood-killing."
"If not..."
Karu did not continue to say the words, which was already a blasphemy to the gods and was something that every war ghost tribe was unwilling to do. As a race created by the blood-killing god, they must maintain absolute respect for the gods.
In place, Drogo fell silent.
After a while, he raised his head and asked hesitantly, ": Then... what's going on over there?"
Karu lowered his head and knew who Drogo was talking about.
"Since the killing of Okaren in the Gauso tribe, the 'Apostle' has been hiding in his room and not allowing anyone to approach."
Karu whispered, with a hint of fear in his tone.
During the Black Fog Season last year, the God of Blood Slaying issued an oracle, claiming that Enzo was his apostle, and the entire Tatar tribe would obey his command, but what happened in recent times has made the Tatar tribe somewhat unaware of how to face this apostle.
The methods Enzo used in the Gosso tribe were exactly the same as those of the evil ones.
But after all, he had never done anything to endanger the Tatar tribe. Instead, he had been protecting the tribe in recent times. Except for occasionally paying attention to the pregnant Wendy, he hid in that stone house almost all his time.
"Great Blood-killing God! How are you?"
Drogo couldn't help but whisper, losing the connection of the God of Blood-killing, which made all the War Ghost Tribes feel anxious. After the end of last year's Black Fog Season, the world became more and more abnormal.
It's like... the original rules have been subverted.
In the past, when the Black Fog Season of the year ended and the world ushered in a recovery season, the power of the Blood Killing God will regain control of the earth. He will give the world various commands at the first time, but this year there is no news.
It is obvious that the harvest season is coming.
Drogo was even a little uncertain whether to hold a celebration this year. According to the tradition of the War Ghost Clan, the celebration before the harvest hunting was to obtain the power and halo given by the God of Blood Killing. However, if the God of Blood Killing loses its connection, it is naturally impossible to give anything.
"Continue to observe Enzo and report to me any situation."
Then, Drogo said in a deep voice that since he lost the connection to the God of Blood-killing, Drogo had some doubts about Enzo's attitude, but he did not dare to take any action rashly.
The reason is also very simple, Enzo is very strong.
Regardless of whether he is an evil person or not, the ability to easily kill the raging warrior Okaren is impossible for Drogo to face it. He knows very well that as long as he has any intention, he will be easily killed.
Therefore, Drogo could only order people to observe secretly.
Fortunately, his actions did not attract Enzo's attention, and the other party did not notice the surveillance at all.
Uh... maybe.
As Drogo and Karu ended, in the dark corner of the room, a crow gathered by shadow quietly turned into smoke and disappeared.
...
On the other side of the Tatar tribe.
In the stone house arranged as a laboratory, Enzo was standing in front of a huge test bench, and his hands were refining magic potions in an orderly manner, and a series of processes were going on like flowing water.
Suddenly, Enzo's heart moved.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Everything that the Shadow Crow explored has appeared in his mind. Enzo couldn't help but chuckled and shook his head helplessly.
Enzo had noticed Drogo's surveillance from the beginning.
The other party thought he was perfect, but he really underestimated the wizard's methods. The monitoring of the Tatar tribe was extremely inferior. After Enzo was promoted to the third-level wizard, his mental power could be extended throughout the tribe.
"Forget it, don't care about them."
Enzo shook his head and ignored Drogo and others. The Tatar tribe was just a small tribe, the most powerful leader, and only a first-level living body, and could not pose any threat to himself.
Therefore, there is no need to worry about it at all.
Enzo has spent all his energy on experiments in recent times, and he is getting closer to Wendy's delivery date, and his plan is almost the same, so he can start implementing it today.
"I hope everything goes well."
Enzo murmured to himself, taking a deep breath in his heart. Even after countless simulation experiments on the chip, he was still a little nervous when it came to his own bloodline life and death.
Then, Enzo put away a series of finished potions in the laboratory.
Turning around and leaving the laboratory, Enzo came to the center of the Tatar Tribe. The square that was supposed to stand on the god-given stone tablet has been transformed into a courtyard. Dozens of evil ghost tribes stood guard like soldiers, vigilantly.
Under Enzo's order, no one is allowed to approach here.
Walking straight into the courtyard, Enzo came to a hall, with a huge stone bed in the spacious space, Wendy, who was as big as a drum, was lying on it and sleeping, and next to him were some women from the Tatar tribe serving him.
"How is Wendy?"
Enzo stepped forward and asked the maid next to him that the women of the Tatar tribe in the courtyard were controlled by hypnotic runes, so they were absolutely safe.
"I just took the potion and am now asleep."
Next to the huge stone bed, the indigenous maid replied that since she discovered that Wendy had her own blood, Enzo ordered his evil ghost tribe to build this courtyard in the central square, and quickly built it with the help of witchcraft.
Since then, Wendy has been here to take care of her baby.
As time goes by, Wendy's abdomen becomes bigger and bigger. Relying on the precious potions provided by Enzo every day, the fetus in her abdomen barely maintains a trace of vitality, but is still in a very weak state.
This is also expected.
Wendy, as a mother, is too weak to provide enough nutrition for the fetus and can only rely on potions to provide it. However, the fusion of the powerful wizard bloodline and the indigenous woman has led to the fetus' state being abnormal.
"Chip, scan!"
Enzo frowned and ordered in his heart. As a faint blue luster appeared in his eyes, the fetus on Wendy's abdomen also appeared in his sight.
It was a cute boy, but very weak.
Vital force is like a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time. Even if a large number of precious potions provide nutrition, it cannot change this situation. If there is no accident, the fetus will inevitably die during the mother's childbirth.
"The Curse of Magic..."
Enzo murmured to himself, his face a little solemn. It is not so much a curse of magic, but rather a multiverse. It is always a difficult thing for a wizard to obtain healthy offspring for the shackles of powerful life.
"It seems that we can only go as planned!"
In place, Enzo took a deep breath, his eyes were solemn, and he waved his hand to signal the indigenous maids in the room to leave, and then began to set up the barrier.
Runes are carved on the surrounding walls.
The crystals embedded in the ceiling were ignited under the guidance of magic. The stimulation of the light falling caused Wendy on the stone bed to wake up quietly, and a hint of confusion appeared on her pale face.
"Is the child... going to be born?"
Wendy's face showed an inexplicable expression. During the period of time she was raising her baby in the courtyard, she vaguely understood Enzo's identity, so she knew that the child in her womb was very weak, and if she wanted to make him survive, she had to obey Enzo's arrangements.
Motherhood makes Wendy stronger.
Even though the fear in her heart almost spread, she still gritted her teeth and insisted that Wendy was willing to pay the price of her life for the sake of her child's birth.
"Don't worry, Wendy."
A smile appeared on Enzo's face and comforted him, ": With me here, I will definitely not let you and your children have something to do."
Wendy nodded obediently, then slowly closed her eyes.
Then, Enzo's eyes flashed with luster. Under the influence of the hypnotic rune, Wendy fell into a deep sleep. He stepped forward and lifted the animal skin quilt covered by Wendy, revealing his round belly.
Inside, a fetus is fertilizing!
"call--"
Enzo took a deep breath again. He seemed to have not felt this nervous feeling for a long time in the decades he embarked on the wizard journey. The faint little life in Wendy's belly was his first descendant of blood.
Therefore, Enzo must ensure that he survives.
Even considering the failure rate of his plan, Enzo set up another barrier in the room, which ensured that even if Wendy and the child died during childbirth, they could keep their souls.
"It's time to start!"
Enzo's eyes gradually became firmer, and he took out a few special potions to feed Wendy in the sleepy state, then released the magic power in his body and ignited the runes prepared in the room.
Special energy suddenly spread around.
Then, Enzo's thoughts moved, as if he had untied some kind of seal. His chest and abdomen suddenly churned, and tentacles twisted, struggling wildly outside his body.
"Sealing Technique!"
Feeling the pain from his body, Enzo had no expression on his face, took out the talisman prepared in advance from the space ring and began to release the seal technique.
This witchcraft has no level.
Strictly speaking, this does not belong to the mystery witchcraft, but a witchcraft method that uses auxiliary materials and a large amount of knowledge, which exists specifically to seal powerful creatures.
"vomit!!"
Suddenly, Enzo retching and consciously manipulated, tentacles stretched out from his mouth. The scene was extremely distorted, and thick black mist gushed out.
The next moment, the tentacles' body also emerged.
It was an extremely strange creature with a very distorted shape. Its bloated body was like an octopus, but it had countless eyeballs. In the spine, purple feathers grew out to form the wings of two crows.
In place, Enzo whispered a spell.
Syllables were spit out of his mouth, as if there was a special rhythm. The twisted creatures that emerged from his mouth were waving their tentacles frantically, but under the suppression of the invisible magic around them, they could only be bound to their original position.
"Don't think about... sealing me again!!"
A sharp and harsh sound came from the monster's mouth, and tentacles with teeth were waving wildly, but on his spine, two purple wings quickly gathered together, as if suppressing his own evil thoughts.
"The next thing is the art of reincarnation!"
The first step was successfully completed, Enzo breathed a sigh of relief, and then released his magic again, controlling the runes arranged in advance in the room, releasing the art of reincarnation, forcibly controlling the twisted monster into mid-air.