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Chapter 053 Tusturing

Although the ancestral land is good, if they cannot hold it, all the clan members will lose their lives. If they leave the ancestral land, they don’t know where they will go or whether they can find a suitable place to stay. The insufficient population will make their future survival difficult.

It will also become more difficult.

Joining the Fortress of the Undead seems to be a good choice indeed. The fortress is tall and guarded by a large number of undead. The Lord of the Undead is full of goodwill and can protect them, so Mou Mou can't help but be tempted.

But even if you are tempted, you still have to discuss it with other tribesmen.

"Lord of the Undead, I understand your proposal, but can you give me some time? I need to discuss it with my tribe."

"Okay, but you have to hurry up, I can't wait here forever."

"Okay, I'll go now."

As Mou Mou spoke, he stood up and walked out, while Li Ziyu was still sitting there, quietly waiting for news about Mou Mou.



When he went outside to gather the tribesmen and told Li Ziyu what he said, the tauren immediately went crazy. They had just emerged from the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den. After finally repelling the attack of the demonized tauren, they turned around and decided to give up their ancestral land and join in.

The undead clan, why were they fighting the demonized tauren in the first place?

Even though Li Ziyu and the undead helped the tauren and extended a helping hand to them, in the hearts of the tauren, the undead were still the terrifying race in the legend, the kind that kept no living beings from entering, and were no better than the demonized tauren.

Living with the undead, what good consequences can there be?

Just when the tribe members were objecting one after another and Mou Mou was worried, a tauren child separated from the crowd and came to Mou Mou. He looked up at him and said, "I support you."

As soon as the tauren child opened his mouth, the Tabu tauren suddenly became strangely quiet, with expressions of surprise on their faces. They looked at each other, then at the child and Mou Mou.

"Tastulin, do you think this is an opportunity?" Mou Mou looked serious and asked seriously.

"I feel like this is the only chance." The tauren kid named Tusturing turned around and faced his people, "The demonized tauren will not let us go. As long as we are still here, they will

They will attack again, can we still stop them? Rather than abandoning their ancestral land, being hunted, and fleeing into the wilderness, it is better to join the undead."

"This... Tusturing, are you serious?" the tauren elder asked in disbelief, leaning on a wooden stick.

"Yes, I'm serious." Tastulin nodded.

The tauren looked at each other and lowered their heads, indicating that they obeyed Tasturing's arrangements. Mou Mou held onto Tasturing's shoulders and looked at the tribe, "In this case, we will join the undead."

Tasturing is the most special tauren in the Tabu tribe. He is not a child of the Tabu tribe. His father has some connections with the Tabu tribe. Later, he suffered a disaster and sent him to the Tabu tribe for foster care.

In other words, Tasturin was actually an orphan who grew up eating the food of hundreds of families.

He has shown amazing talents since he was a child, possessing extremely strong bloodline energy. He inherited the abilities of his father's Thunder Niu family, and also inherited the abilities of his mother's shaman lineage. He was designated as the next leader of the clan early on.

Because he has the ability of the shaman lineage, his prestige among the tribe is very high, even surpassing Mou Mou.

Since Tasturin said that joining the undead tribe is better than sticking to the ancestral land, the tribesmen are willing to believe it. After all, Tasturing is likely to become a shaman in the future.

The Tauren race is naturally big and round-waisted, with well-developed muscles and superior strength. They are the best material for warriors. However, because of this, they are more honest, single-minded, and have poor brains. Few of them can use witchcraft and magic.

Talents.

Shamans are wise men, geniuses, and disseminators of knowledge in the Tauren race. They are witches in the tribe. Their status may even surpass that of the clan leader, leading the future development direction of the tribe.

The vast majority of shamans are physically weak and use witchcraft and conjuration to fight, but Tasturing is different. He inherited the advantages of both his parents. Not only is he physically strong, he also has magical power, which he can do at a young age.

Perform some witchcraft.

It can be said that the Tabu tribe has placed its future on him.

Tasturing turned to look at Mou Mou and suddenly said, "I want to go with you to see the Lord of the Dead."

"No! You can't go see the Lord of the Dead, it's too dangerous!" Before Mou Mou could speak, the elder spoke first and blocked him.

They can agree with Tusturing on many things, but to let him go deep into danger, this kind of thing is absolutely not allowed!

Mou Mou was also in a dilemma. He didn't really want Tasturing to go see Li Ziyu. Although he and Li Ziyu were friends, and Li Ziyu had helped them twice, their friendship was not deep enough to risk the tribe's hopes.

You can die, but nothing can happen to Tusturin.

Facing the elder, Tasturing raised his hand to stop him from continuing, "Human beings value bargaining chips. The Lord of the Undead wants us to join them, but what chips can we offer in exchange for his protection? Our power,

He doesn’t need it, he has hundreds or even thousands of undead, more than us, so what should we do in exchange for our future life?”

Although he is a child, he is very calm and mature when he says this.

The elder opened his mouth but could not speak. Indeed, they could not give anything more to the Lord of the Undead.

It's a small tribe with few resources. What can we come up with, like thatch? The undead won't eat it either.

Those are the undead tribe, a legendary race. Mou Mou also expressed the meaning of the Lord of the Undead very clearly. The Lord of the Undead is willing to protect them, but it depends on whether they can reach the path.

In the wilderness, it is normal for a small tribe to seek shelter from a large tribe, but if you want others to protect you, you have to pay the most. It is impossible to say that others have shed blood and sweat and you can just sit back and enjoy the results.

What Tusturing meant was to use himself as a bargaining chip in exchange for the undead tribe's protection of the tribe.

"Let's go, you and I will go see the Lord of the Dead."

Seeing that the tribesmen no longer objected, Tasturing said to Mou Mou, turned around and walked towards the thatched house first. Mou Mou glanced at the tribesmen and gave them a firm look: Don't worry, I will protect him, and then chase after Tastu.

Ling entered the thatched house.



"Return...uh?" Li Ziyu looked up and saw a tauren child. He was about to say something but swallowed it back.

Tasturing stood in front of Li Ziyu, his big black eyes curiously looking at the human being in front of him.

Is this the Lord of the Dead, a human being?

Mou Mo followed in from outside and put his hand on Tasturing's shoulder. If anything went wrong, he would immediately pull Tasturing behind him to protect him.

"Dear Lord of the Undead, hello, I am Tusturing from the Tab tribe." The tauren child introduced himself very politely. It was completely different from other tauren that Li Ziyu had ever seen. The etiquette and way of speaking were more similar.

to human beings.

Li Ziyu looked at Mou Mou, wondering why he brought a child to see him, but Mou Mou did not respond to him. Li Ziyu squinted his eyes, feeling that something was a little unusual. He stood up and faced the tauren child,

He showed a smile and said, "Hello Tastulin, I am Li Ziyu, the Lord of the Undead."


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