"But it's not leisurely at all, it's hissing, there's a lot of prey to deal with, you have to rest in place once, hiss. "Most of the children have gone out with their prey, hiss, they will dispose of the prey by the water source far from the camp, hiss, hiss, this time although it is to lure out the swamp lurkers, but the harvest is unexpectedly good, hiss, there are so many prey, there is no way to return to the tribe if you don't dispose of them." ”

"You're so laid-back. Pannis said, "But be careful lately, the appearance of these three swamp lurkers is not accidental, it should be related to a group of sects that worship the god of death, Danakus, this sect is a group of undead in addition to necromancers." They have been roaming the world lately, offering their creatures to Danacus, and may be able to do something against you. We've seen these kinds of modified creatures elsewhere, and they quickly become undead when they die, making them even more of a headache than when they were alive. I think they were brought here by the undead, and the purpose is not very clear. ”

"The undead? hiss, it can't be. Grannell shook his head vigorously and said, "It can't be brought by the undead, hiss, they can't do it, hiss, hiss, anyone can do it, but the undead can't." ”

"Oh?" Grannell resolutely denied it, but Pannis was not unhappy in his heart, the old lizard Grannell was not the kind of person who was particularly stubborn. If it was a dwarf, then Pannis might think that it was just the dwarf's stubbornness, but the lizardman did not have this shortcoming, so Pannis frowned and asked, "Can you explain why?"

"Hiss, this ......" Grannell hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, hiss, anyway, you are going to see the High Priest, Hiss, even if I don't tell you, you will know from the High Priest." Hey, I'll tell you about it. The High Priestess hasn't left the swamp for a hundred years, hiss, do you know why?"

"Something to do with the undead?" for a moment. All kinds of speculations appeared in Pannis's mind, but each of them seemed to make no sense, so he had to stop guessing and ask, "Let's be honest, what has Alcmene done in the past hundred years?"

"It all started with your war a hundred years ago, hiss. Grannell's voice sounded a little vicissitudes. Recalled: "At that time, after you left, hiss, the High Priest issued a notice through the Hunting Temple that the whole clan was preparing for war. Hiss, most of the tribesmen at that time did not understand, thinking that this matter had nothing to do with the swamp, hiss, everyone felt that it was impossible for the undead to enter the swamp from the Sighing Desert through a steep slope several thousand meters high, hiss, even if they entered the swamp, it was impossible to come to our home through the South Swamp. Still, hiss. After all, the prestige of the High Priest was very high, and since everyone knew the policy of communication and development between the Lord and other races, Hiss, in response to the call of the Lord, formed a large spear-throwing force, hissed, and joined the coalition army composed of various races at that time. Hiss, I remember being with the mage legion of the fourteen medium-sized lords of the Mage Country, cooperating with Faral's knight legion to defend the front line of the Sand Country, hiss. I wasn't leading the team at the time, but I remember correctly. ”

"Well, you're not mistaken, the spear-throwing troops are indeed holding out on the defense line of the sand. Pannis nodded, "Still." Does this have anything to do with our topic?"

"Hiss, of course it matters. Grannell explained, "Although some hunters were sent, the High Priest did not disband and hiss the hunters who had gathered but not joined the expedition, but used his prestige to forcibly gather them together for training and deployment. Sizzle. To tell you the truth, even I was a little suspicious and dissatisfied with this kind of behavior of the adults at that time, and hissed, after all, in our history, since the war of the gods, hiss, there has never been a precedent for the high priest to master the army. However, the trial proved that the vision of the adults is not comparable to that of any of us. ”

"Oh, the undead are coming?" Pannis easily guessed what Grannell meant, "Straight into the swamp?"

"Yes, hiss, they ascended the Pandora Mountains, more than five thousand meters high, through the dangerous South Marsh, hiss, appeared directly in the North Marsh. Grannell sighed and said, " Thousands of years of comfort have dulled our brains, hiss, it is true that it is impossible for the creatures to enter the swamp in large forces from this route, hiss, hiss, but we have all ignored a very important question, hiss, the opponent is not a tireless undead, hiss, any bad environment, it is meaningless to them, it is impossible to stop them, hiss, so they can pass through the South Swamp smoothly, even Jack could not stop them. ”

"Who's Jack?" asked the curious Lina, whispering into Pannis's ear, "Is it also a swamp man?"

"No, Jack is the most powerful overlord of the Southern Marshes, a demigod hydra. Pannis also explained in a whisper: "It belongs to a special case of Warcraft, one of the very few Warcraft with intelligence, when we exchanged items with it several times, the specific way was to take the items away first, then have a friendly exchange, and finally leave some of the items we want to exchange." ”

"Sounds like a robbery. The corners of Lina's mouth twitched: "And it's also a robbery in the name of exchanging items." ”

"That's pretty much it, yes. Pannis nodded solemnly, ignoring Lina, who despised her with the whites of her eyes, and continued to ask, "After the undead entered, it brought a lot of losses. ”

"Hiss, it's okay, the high priest has guessed in advance. Grannell shook his head and said: "After the undead entered the North Swamp, hiss, the Lord sent the remaining troops that had not been disbanded to snipe the enemy, hiss, leaving enough time for the various tribes to evacuate and transfer, play hide and seek with the enemy in the swamp, hiss, let the environment and the monsters consume the power of the undead, until you finally win, hiss, the undead lost their strength and turned into dry bones. But even so, hiss, there are still many clansmen who died in that war. ”

"And then?" asked Panis, "what did Alcmene do?"

"Fearing that the undead would invade again, hiss, and also worried that the undead who had been swallowed by the swamp would regain their strength, the adults made a decision. Grannell's tone was very reverent: "The Lord used a secret method, borrowed the power of the Goddess, and laid an enchantment throughout the South Swamp, hiss, this enchantment is dedicated to the undead, and once there is death energy, there will be a warning in the altar of the Hunting Temple." ”

"Hey, this enchantment is very powerful. Vivien's speaking habits that were unconsciously influenced by the lizardmen changed, and she said with the characteristics of a lizardman: "Even with the help of divine power, hiss, blah, blah, I mean, even with the help of divine power, I am afraid that it will be difficult to do such a large range." ”

"Hiss, it's really hard. The old lizardman stuck out his tongue and said, "So it took the High Priestess many years to complete, hiss, and even after it was completed, she could not leave the swamp, because the enchantment had just been built for a hundred years was the most vulnerable, hiss, and needed her to maintain it all the time." ”

"With her mental power?" Pannis's face became complicated, as if he had understood something, and said in a low voice, "Perhaps, and her soul?"

"Hiss, yes, maybe her soul. Grannell sighed deeply: "Otherwise, why do you think the High Priest is revered by everyone? And why do you think the High Priest is aging so quickly? However, hiss, it is said that the enchantment has been completely stabilized, and there is no longer any need for adults to continue to maintain it, that is to say, hiss, smack, she is finally free, and she is no longer bound by this cage woven by responsibility. ”

"What are you talking about? Galantis's face changed, his tail almost stood up, his pupils shrunk into a line, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with her, hiss, what's going on?" ”

"Don't be nervous. Pannis patted the top of the lizardman lady's smooth head with his backhand and comforted: "This kind of soul wear and tear is not fatal, although it will lead to the weakness of the soul, but this weakness can still be recovered as long as you recuperate." ”

"But it's going to affect longevity, hiss. Galantis cried in his voice: "No wonder my mother always looks very tired, woo, I shouldn't have left in the past two years." ”

"Don't worry so much, don't forget that Alcmene is a master herbalist, she will have enough ways to solve her physical problems, don't worry, if you still don't believe her, you can ask her yourself when you see her, right. Pannis stroked Galantis's head, calming down the somewhat excited Lizardman Lady before continuing to ask, "So, as long as this enchantment exists, any excessively rich death energy can be perceived by the temple?"

"That's right, hiss, that's what enchantments do. Grannell affirmed, "That's why I said that these three swamp lurkers were definitely not brought by the undead, hiss, they will never enter the swamp unknowingly." ”

"That's weird. Pannismo rubbed his chin and frowned in thought and said, "This kind of transformation of the demonic beast must be related to those divine servants, could they have some way to avoid the surveillance of the enchantment?" Or is there something wrong with our speculation?"

"Shhh Grannell said, "Why don't you wait until you see the High Priest, hiss, and ask her directly." ”

"It's fine. Pannis nodded. To be continued.

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ps: Woo woo, this chapter was originally intended to continue to be lazy, but it was confiscated. In fact, the plot just can't be broken, so it's the only way