Chapter 790: Plane Adventure (2)
Chapter 790: Plane Adventure (2)
"Theoretically, it's okay, but it's a little more energy, I'm working on it," Leo said, "I remember that there is one, the protagonist is a necromancer, bound to a small skeleton, and then the little skeleton evolves step by step, and eventually becomes a fallen angel, which is very popular." ”
"I don't follow the path of a summoner." I say.
"Almost, there are some cheap games with mounts, pets, god costumes, wings, summoned beasts, guardian beasts, primordial gods, servants, magic pets, and god pets all for you, and a person is like an army, glittering with gold," Leo said, "You now have pets and puppets, plus mounts and followers, and a golden outfit, and a big wing, it's very similar." ”
"It's just a bluff," I said, "there's a situation ahead!" ”
On the grassy slope ahead, two groups of men and horses were fighting.
Two groups of centaurs, to be exact.
"Aura and Carthusian minotaurs?" I thought about it right away.
The battle of less than forty men on both sides combined was huge.
The Centaur fights in a slightly different way from the Centaurs, and does not like to use ranged weapons, and is all mixed together in hand-to-hand combat.
Their weapons were also rather rudimentary, and they did not even have a decent sword or axe, either a wooden club or a hammer, nor many iron tools.
"This is the orcs I imagined," Leo said, "primitive, wild, bloody!" ”
I watched the battle that was raging and blood splattered, and slowly approached.
"Do we need to get involved or help someone?" Ricardo asked.
The Tyrannosaurus rex was not interested at all, and lay quietly on my shoulder.
The centaurs on either side didn't notice me, and they fought hard.
In the end, the slightly more outnumbered side prevailed over the less outnumbered side and drove them away.
The victors cheered, the losers fled with hatred, and there was no small amount of damage on both sides.
The victor noticed me, and the leader of the group, whose face was covered in blood on his neck, came up and asked, "Mercenaries from the main plane, welcome to our oasis!" ”
I was a little surprised by his enthusiasm and said, "What race are you?" ”
"We are the Taharo of the Ora Cattle Race, and this is our oasis," said the leader, "what about you?" Minotaur from the main plane, a devotee of Mother Earth Goddess, can you tell me your name and tribe? ”
I said, "You can call me Bijon Bloodhammer, we don't have a tribal name anymore, I'm from a place called Vir Village, but I haven't been back for a long time, what about you?" ”
The oxen said, "You are not called a tribe anymore?" It's strange, I haven't heard of it, ah, I'm the chief of the Taha tribe, so I'll be called Taha, and my son will be the chief in the future, and he will be called Taha! ”
"Chief Taha," I said, "is good. ”
"Are you here to find treasures, or are you here to hunt powerful magical beasts?" Chief Taha didn't say anything else, just asked.
I said, "I'm here to hunt a ghost lynx." ”
Chief Taha's face changed: "Ghost lynx? ”
I said, "If you know, please tell me, and I'll pay you." ”
"No, no," said Chief Taha, "we have not seen that thing, and if there were, our tribe would be finished." ”
"Well, I'll look elsewhere." I said, "By the way, do your warriors need healing?" I can treat you for free! ”
Chief Taha seemed a little hesitant and said, "We, we have healing magic, so I won't bother you, if you are interested, you can come and visit our tribe." ”
"Is that okay?" I wanted to refuse and go straight to the next oasis, but Leo was interested and agreed.
"Yes," said Chief Taha, "but stay away from the altar, for we believe in different gods. ”
I said, "Actually, it's not that serious, I've been listed as a traitor." ”
Chief Taha was surprised: "You were expelled? ”
I said, "yes, what's wrong?" ”
Chief Taha said, "Well, that's fine......"
I followed him, along with the Aura Oxen, who had been lightly injured to varying degrees, into a rare oasis in the wilderness.
It is said to be an oasis, which is indeed more vivid and green than the half-dead grass and dead trees around, and there is a small lake more than 50 meters long inside, surrounded by food crops, and surrounded by fairly lush trees, it is indeed a suitable place for survival.
These plants alone can only barely ensure that the nearly 100 Aura cattle who live in it will not starve to death, and it seems that they still need to go out hunting.
Settling me down, Chief Taha led his wounded people to the altar on the opposite hillside platform.
On the altar, it was a creature more than three meters high, black and mushy, the statue was not a statue, the totem was not a totem, and a creature with a bull's head and four arms on its shoulders could be vaguely seen.
"The legendary god Aura is ......," Leo said.
Chief Taha led his people to offer sacrifices, which were actually the head of a thin wild sheep.
An old man of Aura walked up to the altar and began to recite a prayer that he did not understand at all.
This situation reminds me of when I was a child, and my grandfather also led the whole village to perform the sacrifice of the Resurrection Festival.
However, the prayer of this priest of the Aura cow was almost like an insult to someone, and the words were very fierce and the tone was very excited, as if he was not facing a god, but a demon from hell.
"What a god's ......," Leo couldn't help but sigh.
A surprising scene happened.
A black aura came out of what seemed to be a statue or totem, and pounced on the injured Aura Cows, with energy with dark attributes and fire attributes, I was about to be surprised, but I saw that the wounds of the Aura Cows had healed.
"Divine ......," Leo muttered, "in the earliest days, divine magic, witchcraft, and magic seemed to be like this, through prayers to the gods or nature, to release mysterious and powerful spells......"
I knew he was doing research again, so I didn't bother him.
At the end of the ceremony, the Taha chieftain and the priests announced that the enemy had been driven away, the hunt had been successful, and the women, children, and children who had been hiding down the slope cheered.
Then Chief Taha announced that I, the Lord Plane, had come to visit.
All along, Ricardo was ignored by them.
The Aura Oxen had prepared a grand feast, in fact, the degree of richness was far less than the usual sacrifice of Ville Village, let alone the level of the Resurrection Festival, but it was already rare to be able to make up food in such a desolate and barren place.
Chief Taha and the priests invited me to sit down with them, and Leo was disgusted by their food hygiene, which I didn't care about, and talked to them a lot about race and plane.
The old priest talked about the events of more than a thousand years ago, which were also passed down from generation to generation, anyway, the true god Aura and the true god Carthusian were defeated by the mother earth god and were expelled to various planes, and the wasteland plane is a relatively large one, and there are more surviving clansmen.
Their attitude towards the gods is much more open-minded, as if prayers and priests are for the sake of getting enough benefits, and they are not particularly pious when they sacrifice, and they are very honest when they communicate with me, a "believer in evil gods".
My question is a matter of survival, after all, their conditions are too poor.
But Chief Taha answered for me - on the other side of the depths of the wasteland, there is actually a rich green space that is no less than the grassland, compared to the entire wasteland plane, the green space is indeed very small, so the whole plane is called the wasteland plane, however, although the green area is large, it also supports tens of thousands of Ora cattle and Carthusian people, as well as the real "horse-headed people" Hoss people, and some other races that have escaped from the main plane, in addition, some native races and demonic beasts are also entrenched in it, and the situation is very chaotic.
"Is it a planet?" Leo said, "If the main plane is a sphere, and the wasteland plane is also a planet, that is, there are at least two habitable planets in this star system? Amazing? ”
I subconsciously looked at the sky above me and the hazy sun obscured by thin clouds: "How can you be sure it's not another galaxy?" ”
"Too much so," said Leo, "not either! Yes, well, it's too far, the stellar distance in light years can be crossed by a simple teleportation array, and the law of conservation of energy is nullified! ”
"Leave that alone," I said, "and if you have any questions, hurry up." ”
In the end, Leo has gained most of his knowledge about the wasteland plane, and it's time for us to leave.
In return, I also talked a lot about the main plane, especially the Minotaurs, but I didn't say much about my expulsion, and they didn't particularly care about it anyway - they didn't care so much about their gods, maybe because of thousands of years of dissatisfaction with the failure of the gods and their own situation, but they didn't dare to vent and then changed their mentality to form a new cultural core, in Leo's explanation, "in the end, earthlings have to accept that the earth is not the center of the universe."
In addition to talking and answering questions, I also left something practical.
Some improved grain seeds.
Chief Taha was unimpressed, but the old priest put it away as if he had found it.
Three hours had passed since leaving the Taha tribe.
The mission time was delayed, but with the added gains, Leo and I didn't feel wasted.
Before leaving, Chief Taha suggested that we not go to the next nearest oasis, but to a place a little further away, where there may be news of a ghost lynx.
"It seems to be over there," Leo said, "and that's where the mercenary guild's teleportation scroll leads." ”
In order to save on teleportation costs, we used the internal teleportation array of Santas.
"You chose to find it yourself just to communicate with the natives of the plane, didn't you?" I say.
"Hehe, which is more important, money or knowledge?" Leo said.
Ricardo, who had not spoken, said: "Are they also not recognized and driven out of the main plane?" ”
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