The pregnancy period of Hemer women is between 16 months and 32 months. They will choose the right time and a safe environment to prepare for delivery. The fetus will rapidly develop and mature in just one month, and then be born. Before that,
The fetus in the belly of a Hemer woman is actually a seed of life.
The Hemer tribe believes that nurturing strong and smart offspring is a sacred mission given to them by the mother goddess. Part of the life essence that the Hemer female warriors draw, as well as their own will and fighting skills, are used to cultivate the seeds of life. When the Hemer female warriors
When encountering a survival crisis, the life seeds in her body will feed back to the mother's body, allowing the injury to heal itself quickly, quickly restoring physical fitness, temporarily improving mental attributes, enhancing strength, agility and perception, until the mother's body can get rid of the survival crisis.
If the refeeding process cannot be terminated, it means that the Hemer female warrior encounters an irresistible danger, the life seed will be completely absorbed by the mother's body, and the Hemer female warrior will die.
After the mother died, the life seed could not live alone; the life seed was absorbed by the mother's body, and the Hemer tribe violated their sacred mission and had no will to continue living.
How could the daughter of the Mother Goddess of the Earth "eat" her own children at will? If all mothers did this, wouldn't the whole world be in chaos?
Sarah is a rare exception.
She absorbed the life seeds she had conceived during the battle with the barbarian marauders. After killing all the powerful enemies, she had exhausted her life potential and would have died. But Dr. Cole used precious secret medicine to force her to
Pulled back from the brink of death.
However, Sarah had lost her will to live and was like a vegetative state, unconscious, refusing to eat or drink, and gradually withered away. So, Bottom begged for help from the Taku tribe in Braun Town. Gangyan, the leader of the Taku tribe, might be grateful to Sarah.
The powerful enemies in Braun Town were eliminated, and a symbolic funeral ceremony was held for her to show her acceptance by the Earth Mother Temple, and a newborn baby was placed next to Sarah.
No one expected that Sarah would wake up. The leader of the Steel Rock tribe believed that Sarah's resurrection was entirely due to the will of the Earth Mother. He allowed Sarah to continue to stay in Braun Town, but he could not give her the newborn baby.
Bottom and others had to lie to Sarah, saying that she was a half-elf adventurer, her husband was dead, she was seriously injured, and she was unconscious for a long time. Her son could only be raised by others. Fortunately, Sarah's
She was not very clear-headed and suffered from intermittent amnesia. She believed a lie full of loopholes for nearly 20 years.
"Gradually, we found that Sister Sarah was getting fatter and fatter, and she was getting stronger and stronger. She especially liked to spank people, and she never left the Adventurer's House Hotel. Cole said that she was suffering from an incurable madness.
But we found out from the leader of the Taku clan that Sister Sarah has half of the characteristics of the Taku clan, and the Adventurer’s House Hotel is her signature place. In order to stabilize the eldest sister’s mood and prevent her from going completely crazy, Bottom went to several
A little guy pretending to be her son. Sister Sarah said that those children were not smart, strong, or beautiful, so they were definitely not her sons... Wiltok, you are quite in line with Sister Sarah's imagination of sons. So, Sarah
Sister La has always treated you as her own child."
Max, the dark hunter, had a dull look in his eyes, kneeling on the snow next to Sarah, and said weakly.
Wiltok held Sarah's head, looked at her peaceful face, and said solemnly: "I hurt Sarah."
"...Don't say that. Sarah will die if she stays away from the marked place. We all know it, and she knows it too."
Max shook his head and showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "There are too many intruders, and we can't defend Braun Town at all. Steel Rock will not let the Hemer tribe suffer heavy casualties, and Sister Sarah can't stay in the hotel.
There is no way to escape death. Bottom meant to let Sister Sarah cover the escape of others. He did not say it explicitly, but Sister Sarah must have acquiesced. This is probably one of the reasons why Bottom decided to end the war alone... This damn war
, How can anyone be immortal? We have tried our best..."
"Wil, I should thank you... What happened can't be repeated, but you at least made up for Sister Sarah's regrets, comforted her soul, and allowed her to experience the joy of being a mother. This is very important to her, very important.
Important." Max said sincerely.
Wiltok felt some liquid slipping across his cheek, raised his hand to wipe it, and a teardrop condensed on his fingertips. He couldn't help but look at his fingers in a daze.
Am I crying?
Why do I cry? I am obviously not sad.
...There is only anger in my heart!
"Max, how are you?" Wiltok shook off the tears on his fingers, his tone unusually calm.
The dark hunter pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled proudly, "The battle shaman stabbed me in the back shoulder. But I didn't make them feel better. I killed one and stabbed the other... My short knife was poisoned."
Wiltok put Sarah down gently and went to check Max's shoulder. He found that the wound on his back shoulder was completely black. He shook his head and said, "Your condition is not good."
Max chuckled and said, "It's okay. I'm a level four secret hunter. I can handle it... Could you please help me find the living secret medicine in my bag?"
Wiltok opened Max's cross-body bag, turned to a small box, took out a round-bellied sharp-mouthed insect, and pressed it against Max's carotid artery.
The sharp-mouthed insect bred by the pharmacist followed instinct and injected the secret medicine in its belly into Max's arteries. He suddenly let out a long breath.
Vertok pulled the beetle from Max's neck and asked, "Is the Bald-Eared Butcher injured?"
"Well, it seems to be seriously injured. The shaman didn't bother with me and ran to save it... It's so sleepy, let me sleep for a while." The secret medicine of living body began to take effect, and Max's mind became dizzy and his eyelids
Unable to lift his head, he lowered his head and murmured. He didn't realize that Vertok's amber eyes were filled with tiny cracks, and there was a dark golden light flowing inside.
"Go to sleep. When I come back, I will take you away."
Wiltok dug a hole in the thick snow, hid the short dark hunter in it, grabbed the sword in one hand, and dragged Sarah's rolling pin with the other, and walked resolutely into the shadow forest. With his heart in his chest
Filled with rage, he can no longer think about anything else. Only by killing all enemies can he gain peace of mind.
In a corner of the pine forest, the snow was in a mess, with dozens of shadow beasts lying dead on the ground. Four orc butchers and six shamans used sharp stone knives to cut off the flesh of the shadow beasts, put it directly into their mouths and chewed it.
They had just experienced a fierce battle, everyone was injured, and they were in urgent need of replenishing their physical strength. Even if the shadow beast's meat had the stench of scavengers, they felt particularly satisfied when eating it.
Shadow beasts have flexible movements, sharp claws, but fragile bodies. They can kill one with just one axe. Rough-skinned orc butchers like this kind of opponent. Every time they kill a shadow beast, their blood and rage points will increase.
It was supplemented. If the shadow beast's sharp claws scratched their skin, it was just a superficial wound, just like being scratched on the face by an angry female shaman. It was not worth mentioning at all.
Half of the more than sixty shadow beasts died, and they finally chose to retreat. Only one shaman died on the orc side.
If Tu'er and the two most powerful shamans hadn't left the team, they would definitely not have suffered any casualties.
The Orc Butcher and Shaman were eating while waiting for Bald Ear to come back. They had just climbed the intellectual ladder of advanced Orcs and were in the most vigorous period of development. They didn't like to use their brains. Even Bald Ear and Elaine were running out to do something.
They still haven't figured it out yet.
There was the sound of "click", "click" footsteps in the snow forest. The butcher and shaman immediately raised their heads alertly. Their keen beast-like intuition made them feel hostility and danger, so they picked up the heavy ax with a curse attached.
The bone blade, staring fiercely at the direction where the footsteps came from.
The melancholy wind and snow outlined a slender figure. He held a sword in his left hand and dragged a thick stone stick with his right hand, drawing a deep ravine in the snow. The half-orc only paid attention to his eyes, which were a pair of red eyes.
The eyes of fire have broken amber pupils inside, and dark golden light shines in the cracks of the pupils. The rage and cold will shock the souls of the orcs. Even if the enemy in front of them looks slender and thin, they still have the urge to turn around and run away.
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The mind is the most elusive thing, because minds are interconnected and can influence each other. Especially when there are trustworthy comrades around, the power of the mind will often condense into a relatively stable whole, temporarily suppressing individual consciousness, and defeating selfishness with unity;
Cover up cowardice with bravery. This may work wonders, or it may lead to terrible misjudgments.
In short, neither the butcher nor the shaman wanted to show their intention to escape in front of their companions. It would be a shame for the orcs. Besides, there was only one enemy, who didn't look fat, but there were ten of them, and each of them was very powerful.
The shadow beast corpse is proof!
How could Vertok care about the thoughts of these orcs? He didn't find Bald-Ear, the one he wanted to kill the most, so he shouted at the butcher and shaman who were in fighting postures: "Where is Bald-Ear's butcher?!"
The orcs of the Split Rock Tribe couldn't understand what Wiltok was shouting, and they could only see the skinny enemy dragging the exaggerated stone stick faster and faster, and finally stepped into their cordon.
The four butchers let out a terrifying roar, raised their stone axes, and charged towards Vertok. They were tall and fat, and they charged together and rolled up snow waves, instantly occupying Vertok's field of vision. The six petite and agile ones
The battle shaman took the opportunity to hide himself and quickly and silently approached Vertok.
Combat shamans do not have strong bodies, but their superb combat intuition and cursed bone blades make enemies frightened. Anyone facing the butcher's powerful chop must be careful of sneak attacks from the shaman. If four of them are attacked at the same time,
The butcher and six shamans are besieging them. The only way to deal with them is to distance themselves first.
Fury burned Wiltok's mind. He raised a stone staff weighing hundreds of pounds and resisted four large axes. The butcher burst out with brute force and nailed half of his body into the ground. The battle shaman emerged from the butcher.
Sliding out from behind, the pale bone blade stabbed his vitals viciously.
However, Vertok raised his head and roared, like a war horn that resounded through the sky. The powerful sound waves were wrapped in snowflakes and shot out in all directions, penetrating through the cold forest. Countless birds flew into the sky with a bang, circling and screaming under the dark clouds.
The butchers and shamans of the Split Rock Tribe felt their heads were buzzing, and they couldn't hear any sound in their ears. They instinctively backed away. But they were surprised to find that the warlike blood in their bodies was ignited by the enemy's roar, and the blood rage
The power is fully charged in an instant, breaking through the previous limits, and the spirit and will leap to a higher level.
The butchers let out murderous roars, and together with the shaman with scarlet eyes, they desperately rushed towards Wiltok who was rising from the ground again.
Vertok's roar completely stimulated the half-orc's potential. This was not his intention, but it followed his will.
How can a weak enemy satisfy his thirst for battle?
He needs a hearty killing, and the enemies in the forest cannot violate the will of a demigod!
Wiltok held Sarah's rolling pin and violently collided with the butcher, whose skin was glowing with blood. The butcher's blood-rage defense was useless, and his fat body exploded instantly, turning into a cloud of blood mist.
——Ultimate rage!
Wiltok passed through the blood mist, like a tangible and insubstantial ghost, passing between the two battle shamans, and the long sword in his left hand swung out two twisted sword lights. The half-orc shaman relied on his excellent combat intuition to make a timely move.
They used the bone blade to block the erratic sword light, and were about to use the force to fly away, but a sharp force penetrated their bodies. They felt an unbearable pain, and they couldn't hold the cursed bone blade in their hands, so the sword light broke away.
Restrain them and cut them into two pieces in the air.
——Lift Qi Slash, Penetrating Strike!
Vertok has long resonated with the "Knowledge Puzzle". His consciousness is freed from the shackles of the body, and he examines everything around him from a comprehensive perspective, missing nothing. On one side is rational observation, on the other side is violent attack. In an instant, everything will be destroyed.
All the orc butchers and shaman present were killed.
Bald Ear still doesn’t know where he is hiding to heal his wounds, but the shadow beasts and shadow lurkers that occupy this forest are also enemies!
He turned into a wisp of smoke and flew towards the east side of the forest, where the Shadow Lurker's lair was.