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Chapter 2011 Totem Pole

 The drizzle lasted for three whole days and nights, and finally it poured down completely. The night was entangled with the earth, and it was so chaotic that it was like the end of the world, which made people feel desperate.

"Sir, this is the last place for living beings to live in the Yin Yin Land. Do you think we should subdue each other now?"

"This place is called the 'Valley of Beast Spirits', and it is a gathering place for the orc shamans and psychics. Those stone totem poles symbolize the mourning of the ancestors, but they have nothing to do with any old gods."

The female insect Alberto lay on Gloria's shoulder and spoke softly. As a female soul butterfly, she was born with a pair of good eyes. In other words, compared to the male soul butterfly Hasta's strength after losing his eyes.

The female soul butterfly Alberto has no such worries at all, and her eyes are nothing but a dispensable thing to her.

Although strong men above the ancient ferocious beast level can also understand the surrounding environment through perception, it is still a bit unreal compared to seeing it with their own eyes, and they cannot accurately grasp the actual situation.

Perhaps because this boring journey was about to end, the female insect Alberto seemed a little energetic. Although he was still lying lazily on his shoulders, there was a sparkle in his eyes.

"A shaman psychic from the orc tribe, but I don't sense that there are any oracles here. It must be because of the lack of inheritance."

"Let's go. Since the other party is already prepared, we should also be aware of the guests, otherwise it will be too rude."

When Gloria heard this, she nodded first, then shook her head. She felt that the shaman psykers who lived in the Beast Spirit Valley were not as good as the Hetura tribe outside in any aspect.

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Moreover, Gloria had already sensed the other party's aura, but it was completely devoid of any hostility and seemed a bit gentle.

The Valley of Beast Spirits is located at the easternmost end of the Shadow Land. It is surrounded by hundreds of meters of cliffs on three sides, but the entrance is less than 20 meters away, making it look like a paradise.

Gloria finally stopped, but there were already two green-skinned shaman psychics standing at the entrance of the valley. Without any greetings, Gloria and the female insect Alberto were led into the Valley of Beast Spirits.

Along the way, countless stone pillars, high or low, wide or narrow, came into view. The surfaces of those stone pillars were engraved with the condolences to the ancestors in the ancient orc language, or they prayed that the orcs would always have good weather, or enjoy a brighter future.

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"Do you know about the 'Old Gods'? I'm curious. Are there only those dead ancestors in your hearts?" Gloria put her hand on the surface of a stone pillar and asked immediately.

It has the greasy feel of moss that has been moistened by rain. Looking at the traces of digging, it seems that hundreds of thousands of years have passed, maybe even longer.

The two shamans leading the way were stunned when they heard this, and then explained to Gloria that they had never heard of the "old gods", let alone serving each other.

To be precise, these shaman psychics who live in the Shadowlands will only swear allegiance to the orcs and will only rely on the power left by their ancestors.

There were nearly a hundred animal skin tents, large or small, but they were all full of the most primitive flavor. Even though the rain was pouring, when Gloria and the female insect Alberto appeared, everything in the Valley of Beast Spirits was...

However, the shamans and psychics were well prepared and bowed to the two mysterious powerful men.

The female worm Alberto sneered at this. After all, with its strength, it didn't care about the service of these ants. However, Gloria stopped and nodded slightly to the shaman psychics. After all, she could accurately distinguish

Out of danger and simplicity, or the purity of the soul.

The reason why Gloria recognizes Rikka is because Rikka is a purer person than herself; the reason why she accepts Boom is because Boom always has hope; the reason why she accepts Christine is because Christine

Be open-minded.

The reason why I accepted Perseus was because of his loyalty and sincerity; I accepted Hastur because of his perseverance; I only accepted Alberto because of the love that lasted millions of years.<

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However, no matter what, those are all "pure souls", not determined by their appearance on the surface, but because of their essential differences.

"Welcome you two to the Valley of Beast Spirits. The weather is not beautiful, but meat and strong wine have been prepared."

"If you two don't dislike each other, can you sit down and have a chat? Even if you die in the end, we hope that we can communicate with each other in the most honorable manner."

Parassus, the Valley of Beast Spirits, the leader of shaman psychics, a high-level shaman. I saw him first bowing his strength to Gloria and the female insect Alberto, and then turning sideways and showing his behind.

Food has been prepared long ago.

When Alberto saw this, his eyelids twitched wildly, and he secretly wondered who Lady Gloria was, and how she could eat such crude stews, lumpy bread, and pungent and unpleasant ale.

However, Gloria returned the Orc salute to the other party and took the lead in taking the seat. Her attitude was extremely humble, but it was contrary to her usual unruly attitude.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be the most powerful guy in this Beast Spirit Valley."

"Now that you have sensed my aura, the next thing we can handle will be easy."

"I will only give the Beast Spirit Valley two choices, either surrender to me and swear allegiance to Flowing Light City. Or I will wait until this rainstorm ends to completely clear the Beast Spirit Valley, leaving no one behind."

"I might as well tell you that the Glen of Beast Spirits is the last habitat that Alberto and I will go out to. Maybe I'm tired of it, but at least I'm no longer in the mood to bargain with you."

Gloria said this, but still took a sip of the glass of strong wine, but in the end she almost ran away because of the pain that ripped her throat.

There was silence in the animal skin tent for a moment, except for the sound of Gloria tapping the small black parasol and the sound of the female insect Alberto licking the nipple.

"This is natural. From now on, Beast Spirit Valley will become your servant and swear allegiance to Flowing Light City."

"As long as the Valley of Beast Spirits can continue to exist, then no condition is too much. We are already aware of this problem."

Parassus, the high-level shaman psychic, bowed and saluted upon hearing this, but agreed to the other party's request without hesitation. After all, no matter how weak he was, he was still prepared to tell the difference in strength between them.

Under this disparity in strength, Beast Spirit Valley can only choose to surrender, otherwise all the tribesmen will be reduced to those dead things like totem poles.

The female insect Alberto snorted coldly and lost all interest. Gloria also felt a little surprised that the other party surrendered like this.

The heavy rain quickly erased a series of straight footprints, leaving the Valley of Beast Spirits as before, and the cooled stew was thrown into the pot again.

The red light replaced the powerless bright moon and stars, and Gloria slowly walked out of the Valley of Beast Spirits, with the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

"Sir, the rain seems to be getting heavier and heavier. Do you think we should find a place to rest? It's time to have a cup of coffee."

Alberto the female insect reminded softly, but she didn't want Gloria's black dress to be stained with a trace of mud, and she didn't want to get nervous because of it.

"This is a good suggestion. Then you can lead the way, so as not to look so embarrassed and be laughed at by your companions, especially that idiot Rikka."

Gloria nodded after hearing this, and then the female insect Alberto disappeared in the rainstorm, and a pale pink trail appeared out of thin air, but only Gloria could sense it.


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