Dream of the Century War of Faith Chapter 6 The Leader of the Alien Land
"I am the patriarch of the Chaudemaiyu tribe. I heard that the phantom of the forest is visiting. I am really sorry to welcome you from afar. Please come in." The matriarch bowed slightly to show respect.
If the other party expresses his/her attitude, then as a forest phantom or some other identity, there must be some response.
"It doesn't have to be like this. What do you want to say?" Zate nodded and responded with a smile.
The matriarch's complexion changed slightly, and she immediately stood up and said: "Master Phantom, your eyes are as bright as a torch, and your words directly penetrate my heart. I wonder if you can use your great power to heal the injuries on my bones. As the leader of the clan,
Because he lost an arm and was unable to deal with the provocations of other tribes, he was actually in fear every day."
Zate silently looked at the injury of the matriarch, and used the healing mantra to sing a heart-warming song that lingered over the wound.
The matriarch moved a little, and it seemed that the pain was gone, but this could not heal the bone injury, so the fundamental problem has not yet been solved.
"My healing is just a shortcoming. I am here to help you win. Therefore, what I am good at is leading you to fight together," Zate said unhurriedly.
"This..." The matriarch hesitated, but she still made up her mind and said: "This matter is of great importance. In the name of Xiao Demeiu, I promise you to give an answer within three days." Maybe she thought that Zate wanted to rule them.
This statement is too vague.
"I am fighting for you and providing help, whether it is a large-scale battle or a personal battle." Zate looked at the hesitation of the female leader and further added.
"I came here because of the will of Zat Habakto. In order to give the world long-term prosperity, for this reason, I came here to help you and eliminate foreign enemies and disasters. You only need to pray to Zat Habakto.
, pray, and offer your faith." Zate was still very calm, after all, he noticed the hesitation of the female leader.
"I'm sorry, please forgive me. The Shodemaiyu tribe... No, I think all the tundra people now only believe in the will of their ancestors. But if you help us end this long confrontation, I am willing to take you...
Spread the name of Zate Habakto throughout the tundra. But now is not the time, please condescend to wait for three days."
"Go, may Zate Habakto bless you."
After that, Zate received a grand reception, but having enough food and drink on the tundra and a warm room were the best treatment. Three days passed by in a blink of an eye.
A few days ago.
"Jerlin...Jerlin?" It was dawn now, but there was still wind and snow, so the sky was dark. In the house made of solid stone bricks, the second wife of Oss had just burned a face wash for her husband.
Hot water. The barbarian leader woke up from the nightmare of secondary amnesia. He had a headache. He opened his eyes. The uncertain firelight illuminated the clothes of the plump woman. In a daze, he re-examined his memory.
The end of the Atulsai continent is far away from the path of the sun, so it is extremely cold. The cold mountains to the west are occupied by the remnants of the orcs who were defeated by humans. To the east is a huge frozen tundra. Civilization has already been civilized, but due to geography
The environment has never been able to continue the development of wilderness people survive here.
When the people of the Midwich clan, who used the white bear as their totem, woke up eight years ago, they only remembered their own names. In the resulting power vacuum, a powerful berserker stood out among them all. Jack
Lin Midwich is a tall man who has mastered the mysterious giant runes and the violent power of his ancestors. He defeated all those who openly challenged him, and became the new leader of the tribe with everyone's recognition.
However, his father, Oru Midwich, the most powerful shaman in the tribe, firmly believed that in his lost memory, he was the true leader of the tribe, and Jerlin was just a usurper.
.So a public duel began between father and son. When the duel began, the old shaman approached and told his son the vision he had seen: "The one who wins the duel will become the destiny of this alien land."
host."
The process of this battle even greatly affected the astronomical phenomena. Oru's powerful spell forced Jielin to use all his strength in the battle. At the end of the duel, the son beheaded his father. This was a battle.
It was a fair duel. In theory, both participants had no regrets about death. The original intention of the old shaman was unknown, but killing him with his own hands intensified Jielin's determination to rule the tundra as soon as possible.
However, despite Jielin's own strength, the poor environmental conditions of the tundra and the outstanding strength of other tribes have always hindered Jielin's ambition to unify all tribes. In recent years, the alliance between the Billisisa tribe and the Shirwok tribe even threatened
To the survival of the Midwich tribe itself. At this time, the newly promoted chief began to think about finding some powerful allies... and apart from forming alliances with other tribes, it seemed that only those who lived deep in the Cangluo Forest had intelligence.
The legendary monsters.
Thinking about it carefully, Jielin drank almost half a barrel of liqueur when he entertained the waiters of the Shodemaiyu tribe last night, which caused him to have a headache. To be honest, he still prefers to drink strong liquor directly, but entertaining people cannot be so simple and rough. Although
It's not a high-intensity drink directly, but even as a professional, drinking so much at once and looking at his wife after returning home aroused one of the most primitive desires.
After a fierce kiss, Jielin hugged the beauty and threw herself on the big bed. After the clouds and rain passed, the strong man exhausted all his strength and fell into a deep sleep. He shook his head vigorously and felt a little more awake.
"Well..." In the early morning, when he should have continued to be gentle under normal circumstances, Jielin woke up, covered his forehead and endured the throbbing pain, lifted the warm quilt and sat up. First, the enjoyment of this kind of laziness had developed in him when he was young.
He has been exhausted by the adventure experience, and secondly, he is now a little worried about how to unify all the tribes, which makes him...unable to sleep peacefully, so he should get up and leave the tent after changing clothes.
After putting on heavy clothes, the second lady said: "It's seven o'clock in the morning, hurry up and have something to eat. Today you have to go hunting in the forest with the waiters of the Shodemaiyu tribe." There was already a hot pot on the table next to her.
Ready goat's milk, cheese cubes and steaming venison stew.
As for the eldest lady, she is currently in charge of the newly built Xueluo Village, but she is tough by nature and often does not get along with Jie Lin in the details of life.
"Hunting, I hope I can encounter those interesting prey." After eating the prepared food, Jielin put on his cloak again and prepared to go hunting for a while.
For this energetic and physically strong barbarian chief, alcohol is just a small spice in life and cannot make things worse. The taste of breakfast remains the same, and no matter how much the cooking method is changed, the problem of a single seasoning cannot be changed.
The second lady waited for Jielin to finish eating, then opened the bedroom door and went to the living room to get him some cold clothes and a snow hat for going out.