"Dervishes? No, I'm not an ascetic, my name is Indra. ”

Indra shook his head, and his finger touched Uhasha's forehead lightly, and a faint black light on Uhasha's head suddenly dissipated.

Hearing this, the Great Elder's body trembled, the death mark on Uhashasha's body had been forcibly lifted, she was subjected to spiritual backlash, and for the next period of time, she could no longer use the death mark.

The Death Mark is a very domineering sorcery, but if it is forcibly lifted, the caster's spirit will be damaged.

Fortunately, the Great Elder's death mark is only of the third order, and if the level is higher, the backlash will be even more powerful.

"Not an ascetic? It's useless not to admit it! ”

Indra denied it, but a look of excitement flashed in Jerome's eyes, and after a loud drink, his body suddenly swelled in a circle, and a wave of scorching heat surged out of him.

Rumble!

The sturdy wooden house behind Jerome collapsed, and Jerome leaped to his feet, like a god descending from the sky, and his huge fist caught up a cloud of wind and smashed it at Indra.

Nearly two hundred years ago, the Jerome tribe was a sizable tribe of beasts.

Jerome's grandfather was once just one step away from stepping into the realm of legend.

His grandfather was not as qualified as him, or even as good as his grandfather, but his grandfather had achieved the most brilliant achievement in the history of the tribe, and if he hadn't been attacked by someone in a great war, his grandfather would have been able to advance to the legend, and the tribe would have become the most powerful of the many tribes of the beast clan.

My grandfather was able to get that far, according to tribal records, because he had been in contact with a legendary dervishe.

Dervishes are different from all the professions in the world of Faro, dervishes are born unable to learn any divine talents, they are originally just ordinary people, but they have gone through a long period of inhuman combat training, broken through the ** limit, achieved legends, and did not have any divine power in their bodies, but they were stronger than most legendary professionals.

Orcs and dervishes are similar to dervishes, and although orcs have racial talents and can gain power from orc gods, most orcs have weak divine power compared to the rest of the race, and they still rely on their strong bodies.

Jerome's grandfather had fought with dervishes, and his grandfather was just an ordinary orc warrior with only a brief encounter with dervishes. According to his grandfather's last words, he just came into contact with the ascetic and realized how his body could develop in order to become stronger.

Jerome is convinced of this, his strength has been stagnant for three years, and if the tribe wants to continue to grow strong, as the leader, he must be even stronger!

Faced with Indra, who suddenly appeared in front of him, Jerome suddenly launched an attack regardless of the difference in strength between the two sides.

Rumble!

A loud noise was heard, and all the orcs in the tribe couldn't help but look over.

In front of Indra's feet, cracks appeared in the solid ground, and the rumbling sound was emitted by the ground.

But Indra, who was attacked by Jerome with all his might, only used one finger to resist Jerome's attack, and fixed Jerome in mid-air.

"Old monk, these people have offended me, quickly kill all the people here, don't leave any of them!"

Uhasa hid behind Indra and shouted.

"Little girl, you are too angry, young girl. I promised your mother that if anyone hurt you, I would kill all the people who hurt you, and if anyone helped you, I would help them. The situation of this orc tribe...... It's a little special, so it's good. ”

Indra thought slightly, and then he made a decision, and with a flick of his fingers, Jerome's strong body involuntarily flew upside down, crashing into the cliff two hundred meters away.

By the time he fell to the ground, Jerome was unconscious.

"Chief!"

The orcs of the tribe were shocked and all ran towards Jerome.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to your mother."

Indra picked up Uhasa and with a stroke of his hand, a spatial crack appeared in front of him.

"Humph! Remember me, I'll come back and kill you all sooner or later!" And you, Cletia, I'll let you go today! ”

Indra didn't move, and Uhasa screamed unhappily before leaving.

There was chaos in the orc tribe, and no one paid any attention to Renault and Cletia, who had already taken the opportunity to crawl out of the barrel.

Fleeing now, Renault can escape the orc tribe, but Renault doesn't.

With his current level strength, being targeted by any monster in the wild is a dead end, not a last resort, Renault will not choose to forcibly escape.

The battle between Indra and Jerome just now was watched by the entire orc tribe, but Renaud believed that the most critical point was only for him to see.

Following the other orcs, Renaud glanced at Jerome's state and had a better understanding of his own judgment.

……

"Great Elder, what's wrong with him, leader, why hasn't he woken up yet."

A few hours had passed, and within the Jerome tribe, a group of orcs were anxiously surrounding the Great Elder and Jerome.

Jerome is the leader of the tribe, powerful, with Jerome in his presence, the nearby orc tribes dare not conflict with them.

Once something happened to Jerome and word spread, the situation for their tribe would soon become extremely difficult.

There are many beast tribes, and it is not new for large tribes to swallow up small tribes.

Jerome was lying on the bed, seemingly not in danger of his life, but there was a trace of pain on his angular face, drops of sweat continued to flow down his forehead, and his body was also struggling in pain from time to time.

"That man is too powerful, his methods are incredible, I can't see what he did to the leader."

The Great Elder replied helplessly.

Despite her age, Indra had no idea what she had done to Jerome.

A desolate atmosphere spread quickly, and the Great Elder couldn't see what the problem was, and the leader was afraid that it would be difficult for him to get through this hurdle.

"By the way, Grand Elder, the human captive told me a moment ago that he has a way to make the leader sober."

As the crowd became anxious, Batu suddenly remembered what Renault had said to him when he had put Renault and Cletia back in their cages.

At that time, he didn't take it to heart, and at this time, seeing that even the Great Elder couldn't do anything, he remembered it.

"Really?"

"Even the Great Elder can't do it, he's a human kid, what's the solution?"

There was a commotion among the orcs around them, and they didn't believe it.

"Anyway, let's see what he can do."

There was no way, even if he didn't believe that a young human captive could save Jerome, the Great Elder could only go and meet Reynolds first.

Inside the cage, Renaud sat on the ground, with a muttering expression.

Cletia sat on the other side of the cage, far away from Renault.

The events of the day made her haunted, if it weren't for Indra's sudden appearance and made the orc tribe a mess, she would have been terrible during the day.

Facing Cletia, who was very wary of him, Renault turned a blind eye, and he was thinking about Indra during the day.

Indra flicked Jerome off, and Renault saw it.

As an ascetic, Indra didn't know how to use any spells.

But as he flew Jerome, Renault saw a faint blue glow on Indra's fingers.

This light Renault had seen up close several times, and it was the spiritual spell "Soul Baptism".

From Indra's hand, Renault was not sure at first, but after seeing Jerome's condition, Renault knew that he was right.

So why was Indra able to use psychic spells, could it be that what Indra said was true, that he was really not an ascetic?

But if Indra wasn't an ascetic, he couldn't explain why he was able to easily break through the barrier of the plane's will and move the plane.

Witnessing Indra's appearance and departure, Renault was certain that Indra had teleported from another plane. In the game, he had seen several times of breaking the plane, exactly the same as when Indra appeared and left.

There are many planes in the world of Faro, and each plane has its own will, because each plane creates different gods and has different rules, and the will of the plane will form a plane barrier to repel creatures from other planes.

In particular, the legendary-level powerhouse with strong divine power will pose a great threat to the biological energy of one plane, and will be strongly repelled by the strong will of the plane.

Even so, after entering other planes, the power of the legendary powerhouse will be suppressed.

Without going through the plane passage, directly breaking through the plane barrier and entering another plane requires an astonishing price.

But the dervishes, who is a legendary powerhouse, is an exception.

The ascetics do not have any divine power, they only rely on their own ** power, and the will of the plane will treat them as ordinary people and will not hinder their entry in any way.

Uhasa was imprisoned until today before someone came to save her, and Renault probably did it for this reason, after all, ascetics are too rare.

"Can you save the chief?"

While Renault was pondering, the Great Elder led the man to the outside of the cage.

"Of course, your leader has been hit by the spiritual spell 'Soul Baptism'." Renault looked up and replied in a faint voice.

Soul baptism?

The Great Elder's face changed.

As a priest, she had heard of soul baptism spells, but only of them.

This is a spiritual spell up to at least the sixth order, although it is called soul baptism, but it can actually make the target enter a series of extremely terrifying nightmares, if the target is not awake in the nightmare for a period of time, the soul will slowly die, but if it can wake up on its own, the spirit soul will gain a lot of benefits.

But in fact, people who have been baptized by the soul are rarely able to wake up on their own, and if the caster does not lift it, most of them will die, so the soul baptism is more often called a nightmare trial.

"Do you have a way to lift it?"

The Great Elder was very unconvinced.

She was a third-order sacrifice, but for her to disarm the sixth-order spiritual spell, it would never be possible.

The human boy in front of her was weaker than any beast out there, and she didn't believe he could do anything.

"Of course, the condition is that you hold a 'tribal alliance' ceremony for me and her."

Renault pointed to the golden elf on the other side of the cage, Cletia.

"Tribal Alliance" ceremony?

The Great Elder's first instinct was to refuse.

Once the ritual is concluded, for at least five years, the tribe must stand on the same front as the other party, if the other party is in difficulty, the tribe must help, if the tribe violates the content of the ceremony, it will lose the power of the tribe's gods.

Losing the power of the gods that the tribe believes in will not have any effect in the short term, but in the long run, it will lead to the demise of the tribe.

(1st Update)