Modo Temple.

Thick, arched tree trunks propped up the vine-strewn rock walls on either side, and gray light fell from the narrow passage of the canyon to the eagle's talon-shaped arms of the god Mordo.

A mysterious and gloomy atmosphere surrounds the thick and bruised rock pillars that support the weight of the entire canyon hall.

Hundreds of gods were lined up in caves, looking down indifferently and desolately, and a stone sculpture of a giant serpent with a single horn stood at the mouth of the valley, bathed in the only light.

A Modo priest with a withered vine staff and a woven garment of blades of grass was nervously looking at a clay tablet on a large platform of tree roots, engraved with symbols representing the five patron gods.

The priest's mouth began to mumble something, and his hands kept throwing plants that resembled grass powder, undulating and fluttering in the light as if they were floating in water.

Yago the One-Eyed Man was patiently waiting for the results.

"Smack!"

Two dry voices rang out, and the priest looked at the clay tablets in astonishment, where two cracks appeared in the symbols representing the gods Nimnissa and Issos, and the cracked clay tablets fell down a lot of rustling powder, which flew wildly in the light.

The priest looked back at the light-lit arm of the god Mordo, and said in a hoarse voice, "Omen of the Claw! I can't summon Kamila and Kaga back with the words of the heart, only the remaining two have been contacted." ”

Yago was startled, he took a few steps closer, and said in shock, "Left?" you mean ......?"

"Their souls have returned to the bosom of Lord Modo. The priest leaned over his body, carefully examined the clay tablet, and hissed, "I can tell you another thing, there is also a crack in the center of the omen clay tablet, you better get your team members back as soon as possible." Otherwise, there will be a greater danger. ”

Yago got rid of the shock, he shook his head and said, "It's impossible, they are all elite warriors selected from the clan, how could they die so easily, something must be wrong!"

"Are you saying something is wrong with me?" the priest seemed to be a little angry, and he tapped a statue of a god next to him with his staff, making a "bang" sound, and roared, "As a believer in the Horned Serpent God, how can you doubt his sacrifice? You are blasphemy!"

Yago was expressionless, but there was uncontrollable grief in his tone, and he said, "Is this power of ours really from the gods, and what did they do when our companions were in danger?"

The priest trembled violently with rage, and he pointed his staff at Yago and shouted, "You will be punished by the gods, you will!"

Yagomer was silent, and without looking back, he threw the thunderous sacrifice behind him and walked straight towards the temple gate.

There, there was a dim light.

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At the beginning of the morning, Luo Lan slowly woke up from meditation.

The lake in the distance is embedded in the lush col like a sapphire, the golden light is jumping in the lake, the gentle breeze blows, creating a sparkling ripple, the dense trees and a few bare gray and white rock prisms dot the lake around, the distant mountains are clearly underwritten behind this beautiful close-up view, and the breath is suddenly clear.

Through a whole night of meditation and digesting Kaja's memories, he slightly grasped the meaning of Camilla's words about "source power".

For thousands of years, the human world has inherited the elemental system after the heroic age, and gradually developed a complete and rigorous understanding of the elements, deriving a set of complex theories and knowledge.

This high-end power has always been in the hands of the aristocracy, but no matter how it changes, they have always been dominated by the use of elements.

The Swamps, on the other hand, have taken two completely different paths from humans, and their own skills and talents have become a kind of power, so they look inward to find their potential, trying to find the source of the power that the gods have bestowed upon them.

They call this power "Source Power."

The more perfect the combination of the source power and the ontology, the more powerful the unearthed power will be, but in terms of specific application and mastery, it is very superficial compared to the human elemental system.

They simply divide the power of the source into six levels: shallow energy, initial energy, high energy, deep energy, divine energy, and holy energy.

When the high-energy stage is reached, the natural talent, that is, the "source power", is integrated with the body, and the power is extremely powerful, which is the degree that Camilla claims to have reached.

In their system, it is believed that everyone has a different source of power, just as no two leaf veins are the same.

Once the fluctuation of the source power of the lower energy level than themselves was sensed by them, they could detect the location of that person without relying on their naked eyes.

But although Luo Lan was easily found by Camilla, when he used other people's talents, it seemed that even the latter could not judge the authenticity based on fluctuations alone, and needed to be confirmed by other methods.

Moreover, Luo Lan was surprised to find for the first time that the development of civilization where the swamp people lived had always been regarded as a wild and backward region in the concept of the human world.

But that's not the case.

They have a vast land and countless lakes and islands, and their territory stretches from the territory of Sedaon to the endless sea, and even the large islands they control are no longer as vast as the average first-class country on the mainland.

And they have been trading with the tribes on the edge of the sea all the year round, and they already have sufficient strength to confront the human world, which is ridiculous, and the reason why they have not developed into the territory of humans is because the Presbyterian Church formed by many tribal leaders has long tended to be conservative, believing that there can be no contradictions with the human world, and the swamp tribes should develop to the east along the coastline they control, trade with free city-states, and even with the eastern world.

It was only this time that the most powerful religion among the swamp tribes, the Modos, performed miracles, that some of the marginalized bitter tribes that had long lived in the dense forests and mountains banded together and prepared to wage a war against the human world for their territory and wealth under the pretext of proclaiming the infidels.

With countless wealthy tribes supplying weapons and equipment to these bitter tribes, the outcome of this battlefield is already difficult to predict.

Luo Lan slowly stood up against the golden light of the rising sun, and the ice blade beside him roared into the distance, and the rumbling echo echoed in the col.

This time, he was going to face two swamp people who never fought separately, at least close to the high-energy stage.

Sasa, the vine demon man, believes in the god Nabuna, the god of vines and poisonous mist in the swamp language, and he has mastered the ability to control vines and poison.

Gray, the Guardian of the Deadwood, believes in the god Kenel, the god of vitality and withering in the swamp language, and he has mastered the power of prosperity and withering.

To deal with these two guys whose abilities can be compared to Camilla, he must be completely planned and prepared.

It's just that he never expected that what was about to happen was far beyond his expectations.

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PS: A little overdone, there are some things that must be explained, and we will continue the wonderful content tomorrow.