The arrival of the two-headed ogre caused a stir in this ogre tribe, but there was nothing out of the orre, such as the blessing of Mother Earth, so the ogres no longer talked about it.

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye, and this two-headed ogre can already help everyone do something in the tribe.

The two heads are indeed different, which means that he can feed two Rosemons at the same time and chat with two ogres at the same time.

Two-headed ogres sometimes control one hand with one head, achieving the purpose of dual-mindedness.

In five years, the tribe did not change much, and the number of ogres increased to about one hundred and twenty, which made their position as the leader of the Chult Jungle more secure.

Two other noteworthy changes are the formation of a set of sacrificial rites and the use of fire.

The matter of sacrifice is very mysterious, because a little girl who is observing from a boulder does not know if there will be a god or a spirit of nature to interfere.

Or maybe enough tribes will give birth to ancestral spirits because of sacrifices or something.

But neither of these things have happened so far, maybe this point is not favored by the believers and gods.

The use of fire is due to thunder fire, which is quite rare in the hot and humid region of the Chultan Peninsula, but this group of ogres must have encountered it a few times after living here for so long.

Just as the little girl had predicted, the thunder fire ignited the jungle, and the jungle burned the beasts to death, and the curious ogres had the good fortune to come out with the meat cooked by the thunder fire.

After several twists and turns, the ogres have mastered the simple technique of making fire.

They set up a wooden shelf in the camp for the right size, section by section.

Exposure to the sun would dry the tree terminals enough that when the ogre wanted to start a fire to roast something, they would pick up two tree segments and rub them vigorously on their chests, and they would soon be able to start a fire.

The appearance of the barbecue improves the cooking skills of the group of ogres, which attracts the attention of the two-headed ogres.

Eventually, the two-headed ogre smeared berries on the roast and invented the first recipe in the ogre tribe.

The sweetness and sourness of the berries combined with the texture of the roasted meat created a taste that had never been seen before, which intrigued many ogres.

Eventually, they found rock salt.

After a few more years, the two-headed ogre was taken in as an apprentice by the tribe's priests to learn some about herbs.

Sacrifice is just an idle job in the current ogre tribe, and the leader of the ogre chooses an ogre who is proficient in sacrificial rituals and has certain knowledge of herbs and hunting among the old ogres, and asks him to do what he can in the tribe.

Originally, the two-headed ogre was going to hunt at this age, not to mention that he was stronger than the average ogre.

The old priest fought several times to get the two-headed ogre to reluctantly stay with him.

In addition to the daily rituals and herbal knowledge, the old priest spent a lot of time giving some primitive occult descriptions to the two-headed ogre.

But the ogre tribe does not yet have a systematic language, and it is difficult to communicate in this regard.

At least the old priest didn't let the two-headed ogre understand what he was talking about until he died.

It's just that the old priest's departure still makes the two-headed ogre very sad, and he cries and presides over the ceremony.

It's hard to think that ogres can cry so much that the little girl wonders if 'pleasure is easy' is too much for them.

In the year of the sacrifice death, another two-headed ogre was born in the tribe, which is certainly not the child of the two-headed ogre who has become a sacrifice, so the ogre in the tribe is even more curious.

But they didn't even know anything about curiosity, so they could only draw this thing on the stone wall.

The birth of the new two-headed ogre made the first two-headed ogre very happy, after all, it was the second two-headed ogre with two heads.

This made the relationship between the two of them quite close, so the two-headed ogre who served as a sacrifice also took the ogre as a disciple.

With his well-worn herbal medicine, the two-headed ogre has gained a certain prestige.

Eventually, the tribe agreed to his request, and the newborn two-headed ogre took the path of sacrifice.

In his later years, the two-headed ogre, while perfecting the stone murals in the tribe, pondered the primitive meditation of the previous old priest that could only be called spiritually touching.

Unfortunately, he still hadn't figured anything out, and like the old priest of the previous year, he passed on everything he had to the new two-headed ogre and left this world.

The newly sacrificed two-headed ogre was not as sad as his predecessor, because before his predecessor died, two more two-headed ogres were born in the tribe.

The current ogre tribe has about two hundred ogres.

The new priest did not accept the two-headed ogre as a disciple like the previous one, and he felt that it was not necessary.

It makes the little girl a little regretful, if the two-headed ogre continues to serve as a sacrifice, maybe the sacrificial vein will be monopolized by the two-headed ogre, and the primitive ideas of class segregation and reincarnation may emerge, which will be much more fun at that time.

In the past few decades, the two-headed ogre began to consciously pay attention to the tone of the ogre's communication in the tribe in addition to serving as a priest and arranging the stone murals, and his efforts were very valuable.

By the time of his death, the tribe had a simple language.

But it was the next ogre priest who really brought about a sea change for the ogre tribe.

The priest, who had only one head, touched the curse fire.

Spell fire is the primordial energy of the magical network, and in the Chultan Peninsula, the primordial magical energy is still raging.

Even so, some superficial use of spell fire still brought great prestige to the priest.

He uses the spell fire to heal injuries that are difficult to heal with herbs, and the shockwave created by the spell fire can also use the most powerful ogre hunter in the tribe to perform a few tricks.

The ogre priest took a two-headed ogre as his disciple.

Because the priest felt that there might be something wrong with this use of his spell fire.

He found that using spell fire for both healing and attacking took a lot of his energy.

He told his two-headed ogre disciple about these things, hoping that the disciple would solve the problem.

The two-headed ogre, who had been accepted as a disciple, asked the priest why he hadn't given up the spell fire. The priest replied that it might be the ogre's new hope.

The two-headed ogre couldn't understand this, so he could only keep it in his heart.

However, the two-headed ogre discovered that since then, the sacrifice rarely used the curse fire for attacks, and even the healing was limited to those major injuries.

However, the priests began to spend more time sorting out the language of the tribe and using it to teach the little ogres of the tribe.

Eventually, the priest lived only a little over sixty years before he died. The two-headed ogre thought that this might be the effect of the curse fire on the sacrifice.

So he was determined to solve the problem.

The two-headed ogre didn't solve much of a problem in the end, but he still had a gain.

A little ogre he taught also awakened the curse fire, two heads, but not his disciple.

This pleased the priest, and he began to have all the little ogres learn the language and spell fire with him.

This change made the little girl a little stupid, if only the disciples of the sacrifice touched the curse fire, then this supernatural power was likely to be monopolized, and the sacrifice would also rise.

Generations of sacrifices have devoted themselves to education and the exploration of mantras.

Three more generations of sacrifices alternated, and they finally had some gains. The tribe of ogres, which already numbered more than three hundred, began to receive the power of the cursed fire.

They realized that with a certain amount of study and exercise, some ogres were able to access this magical power, while most couldnnot.

By this time, the Fourth War of the Crowns had begun, and Elisri had begun to openly use the corrupt powers bestowed upon him by the evil elven gods.

I don't know how they will laugh when they see this group of ogres groping on the remote peninsula.