As these dozens of wizards muttered as if talking to themselves, the light on the stone pillars became brighter and brighter, and then they saw the souls of countless totem beasts overflowing from the stone pillars, flying and dancing in the sky.
With a bang, all the barbarians present knelt down in unison and lowered their heads in reverence. The souls of these totem beasts were their beliefs, which were the so-called souls of their ancestors.
"The soul of our ancestors, protect my wilderness, bless my people, and live forever."
The pious and humble prayers resounded throughout the wasteland. Shiloh hid in the crowd, knowing that the Hundred Hunting Conference had officially begun.
As a Pontos person, Shiloh was more curious about the barbarian gathering. He didn't know what kind of tricks these barbarians would come up with, but he saw the wizards sitting cross-legged on the totem poles, silent and flying in the sky.
The soul of the totem beast also slowly lost its light and disappeared little by little.
Shiloh looked at the barbarians around him and found that they were still kneeling on the ground respectfully, so he had to wait patiently.
These barbarians prayed countless times, and at the same time, some people offered various sumptuous sacrifices, which should be some necessary rituals before the conference. The dozen wizards also took the trouble to lead the barbarians to repeat the prayers and sacrifices.
After more than half an hour, when Shiloh felt that his body was beginning to feel stiff, a wizard stood up from the totem pole. It seemed that all the sacrifices had finally been completed and the Hundred Hunting Conference was about to be held.
Shiloh just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly felt the ground shake. He was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this was not an illusion. The fine snow sand on the frozen soil began to tremble uncontrollably. The shaking feeling became stronger and stronger, and he almost fell down due to the shock.
Fall to the ground.
The expected panic did not happen. The barbarians were just surprised, and then they began to pray more fervently. The expressions on the faces of the dozen wizards suddenly became fanatical. They all stood up, spread their hands, and raised their heads.
It seems to be welcoming something.
A huge and resonant roar of a giant beast resounded between heaven and earth. This sound wave was so huge that it was like the sky opened a huge mouth and the sound came from it.
Even the most powerful barbarians lowered their heads deeply. Everything in the world became extremely silent at this moment. All sounds ceased to exist, leaving only the loud beast roar, which seemed to tear apart the wilderness.
The fog of the barbaric world washes away everything in the world.
All creatures in the wasteland held their breath at this moment, their eyes were staring, and their souls were expecting and waiting for the arrival of the miracle of their ancestors.
At the top of the dozens of stone pillars, clouds were depositing and pressing down like crazy, rolling and squirming, getting thicker and lower, falling from the sky with an indescribable majesty.
The dozen wizards raised their heads, faced the clouds, and put their hands together with their fingers without moving their palms closer, forming a pyramid-like gesture. Then they saw that the clouds stopped rolling and gradually became brighter.
, deep in the clouds, a black figure of a giant beast appeared.
The giant beast roared in the clouds, seeming to be fighting against the heaven and earth. Its roars were louder and louder, and in the end it was like thousands of thunderbolts exploding at the same time... Finally, dozens of rays of light burst out from the clouds.
came out and fell on the wizards one by one.
The wizards closed their eyes and slowly floated under the shroud of light, making them look taller and taller... Finally, the light dissipated, the roar of the beast subsided, and the dozen wizards fell back to the stone pillars, their faces full of surprise.
The night returned to its original calm and darkness.
The huge cloud had disappeared without a trace at some point, and the giant beast in the cloud seemed like a dream. Only ten seconds later, when I looked again, the cloud had dispersed, and the stars were falling in the night. I had already seen it.
Nothing strange at all.
Shiloh opened his mouth wide, suspecting that he had just had a dream.
Some of the surrounding barbarians looked at each other anxiously, but no one dared to speak or stand up. They were all waiting, waiting for the wizard to reveal the message from their ancestors to them.
Finally, a wizard spoke.
"The ancestors have answered our prayers and sent prophecies."
"We will report this prophecy to the great wizard - Lord Charlemagne."
"Before this, no one is allowed to reveal the miracles without authorization. If anyone dares to leak this information, the entire clan will be exterminated!"
The wizard's tone was excited and cold, revealing a deep murderous intention. Suddenly, all the barbarians present looked at each other and respectfully said yes.
After suddenly experiencing a miraculous prophecy, these wizards obviously had no intention of hosting the Hundred Hunting Conference, so they asked the barbarians to rest on the spot and wait until tomorrow to start the selection of the trophies of the conference.
Although everyone was dissatisfied, they did not dare to refute, so they had to set up their tents and wait for the next day.
But among these ten wizards, after some discussion, only one was left in the venue. The others used witchcraft all night to prepare to return to the barbarian's holy land - the secret place known as the Heart of the Wizard to report this time.
Miracle predictions.
Bullock didn't expect that such twists and turns would happen on the eve of revenge, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. However, Shiloh comforted him and said that now everyone's attention is attracted by this miraculous prophecy, and they don't care about other things, which is more convenient.
They act.
Bullock naturally trusted Hilo unconditionally, and endured his temper, waiting for the opportunity to come. About midnight, Hilo felt that the time was almost up, so he softly woke up Bullock.
"Boss? Are you ready to take action?"
"Well, I teased the Bloodhowler barbarians before, and they probably couldn't help but want to catch me as a mouse. Now the time is right. Let's move carefully and see if we can force Blood Ax Cage out."
Bullock nodded, and the two of them immediately wrapped themselves in black cloaks, found an opportunity to avoid the warriors of the Bear Spirit tribe, and sneaked out.
After the two people left the Bear Spirit Tribe, they walked around several times and came to a large tribe with a lion as its totem. Shiloh did not dodge and walked directly towards the warriors guarding the tribe.
"Who! This is the headquarters of the Lion Roaring Tribe. If you break in, please don't blame us for being ruthless!"
Shiloh directly took out the token of the Bloodhowler Barbarians from his arms and said: "Commander Cage has invited the leaders of your tribe to discuss important matters, why don't you inform us soon!"
The Shiroi tribe warrior who was guarding the safety carefully looked at the token in Shiloh's hand and found that it was a real silver bone token. He immediately nodded and entered the station to report. After a while, he saw a ferocious-looking barbarian walking away.
He came out and said, "What does Commander Cage want from me?"
Shiloh shook his head and said: "How can we people know what Commander Cage wants to discuss? Sir, we have to inform other tribes, please forgive me."
The leader frowned and watched Shiloh leading Brock towards the next tribe. He felt something was wrong, but he still didn't think much about it. He looked at the camp of the Bloodhowl barbarians and murmured to himself: "Cage!
Guy, what do you have to do with me?"
"Let's go, take your weapons and let's go to the camp of the Bloodhowler barbarians."