Any desert barbarian tribe holds a banquet, and without three or five fights, it is not a complete fun. In Merlin Avery's opinion, this banquet of the Black Lizard tribe must have been a great pleasure, because the banquet hall in front of him was already in chaos, at least thirty barbarian warriors were facing each other, the clanging metal crash was incessant, and several bloodied warriors were lying on the ground and groaning.

Avery saw that one of the wounded men was reaching out for wine, completely ignoring the fact that his intestines were about to flow out of the wound in his abdomen. He couldn't take it anymore, so he walked up and ordered the samurai to hold down the wounded, and then poured a bottle of green steel potion on the wounded's abdomen.

Due to the use of the catalytic potion of the alchemy melting, rather than the excitation power of the alchemy, the healing speed of the cyan elixir is relatively slow. However, for the desert barbarians, this is a more rapid cure than any shamanic sorcery.

Seeing that the terrible wound on his abdomen, which almost exposed his internal organs, quickly stopped bleeding, and even began to shrink and heal, the injured man threw the wine bowl in shock, and the eyes of the several warriors who held him down also widened, and the gaze that looked at Avery immediately changed.

The old shaman, Glazel, stopped several fights that were too bloody, and chose to turn a blind eye to the two evenly matched fights that were still armed with scimitars. "The lads drank a little too much. He walked over and nodded to Avery before glancing at the wounded man lying on the ground, "You should have let him lie down a little longer, this wound heals too quickly, maybe he won't have a long memory." ”

Avery was a little confused, not knowing if it was a joke or if Glazer was telling the truth. However, the barbarian warrior lying on the ground obviously didn't listen to his ears at all, and the pain of the wound eased slightly, so he got up and slapped his chest and forehead towards Avery and made a big salute from the Black Lizard tribe.

"My name is Kashwu! You saved me, little sir, my life is yours!"

Avery was stunned for a moment, and Glazer coughed dryly and took the conversation. "Kashwu, you have to be his follower, but it's still a little bit missing. The old shaman grinned and gestured to Avery, "This person in front of you has made the great wizard Tenadir have planted a fight, and the rookie who has not gathered three or five skull pillars in front of the tent, who is qualified to follow him?"

Although the barbarian warriors known as Kashwu had beards, they were not much older than Avery. Hearing Glazel's words, he immediately showed a face full of awe, stretched out his hands forward, bowed deeply, and said, "Greetings to you, little sir, you will definitely become a great shaman!"

Avery was embarrassed by the blessing, and he genuinely didn't want to be a great shaman. Barbarian shamans usually need tattoos in order to display their unique powers derived from bloodline, such as ordinary shamans, Grand Wizard Tenadir, and Honorary Citizen of the City of Wisdom, Glazel.

"In fact, it is also very good to have a few tattoos on the body, which is equivalent to a few alchemical items that can be used at any time. Glazel whispered, revealing his almost tattooed right arm, "There are three defensive tattoos and three self-healing tattoos on it, as well as tattoos that increase strength and shoot venom missiles, so I can take down a large group of enemies with a flick of my finger." ”

"It can only be used against ordinary enemies. Avery shook his head unmoved. Shaman tattoos are indeed equivalent to alchemical items, but they usually can't exceed the high-level level, and for him who has already experienced fighting with a mentor or even a grandmaster, it is not too much to describe it as a drop in the bucket.

Glazer smiled dumbly, "I forgot what happened to you, it's really wonderful, much more exciting than me hiding in this barren tribe, if I were a few dozen years younger, I would really be a little tempted to follow you." ”

Avery laughed a few times. Glazer's words were of course heartfelt emotion, but Avery didn't think that by meeting a few decades earlier, he could easily gain the friendship and followers of a grandmaster-level powerhouse. There is often a certain degree of hostility between strangers and strong people, and it is ambition and competition that are at work. Only an old man like Glazer, who has already lived a long life, would face a young man who is rapidly rising with tolerance and appreciation.

Of course, not all old people can be calm, and President Herdland, who was once close, chose the opposite path. His shameful betrayal at the end not only made Avery embark on a bumpy road, but also made Avery haunted for a long time.

The revelry lasted until dawn the next day, but only a third of the samurai could hold out until the eastern sky turned white. The four roasted bulls were eaten to the point of a pile of bones, and there was only a little left of the giant wine sac that looked like a miniature lake, and there were wooden plates, coconut shell bowls, and clay containers piled here and there, and there was hardly any food residue in sight.

The desert barbarians eat and drink a lot, and they rarely waste food, let alone miss a chance to drink. The Celentou of the Black Lizard tribe drank the most, half lying on his stomach in the animal skin wine sac, drunkenly waving a coconut shell bowl around, scooping up the blood-red wine he remembered, and then bringing it to his lips and drinking the large bowl of air. The Stephen Star-Eyed of the Walker tribe was more of a learned scholar, with a taste for wine and food, and was sitting in his caravan with a somewhat unexpected guest.

The arrival of Elder Glazel, the chief shaman of the Black Lizard Tribe, was a little startled by the Star-Eyed Man, and when the old shaman explained his intentions, the surprise almost burst through his chest.

"What do you say? a great exchange between barbarian warriors and pilgrims, shamans and apothecaries? How can this work? This is not in keeping with tradition!"

"Tradition is just something that our forefathers made reasonable for a certain time in the past. Elder Glazer explained slowly, "Step-heads, did the walking tribe begin their long journey since the Father's gift came to this land?"

Of course not, hundreds of years ago, the Jianbu tribe was also a large tribe with its own territory. It was only a lack of force that lost its territory in a series of conflicts and strife, and became a special tribe that engaged in nomadic business.

"You say it lightly, Elder Glazel, but how is the exchange event going to be held? Who can guarantee that the things that are taken out are of equal value? You should know that the Jianbu tribe used to be the top five tribes in the Rusal Gobi, and although it has been in decline for a hundred years, but—with all due respect—the foundation is a little thicker than the black lizard tribe, right?"

"Heritage?" Elder Glazer let out a breath from his nose, and his tone became spicy, "What's the use of Heritage?Stareye, you are a very good tribal leader, but you can't become a hero, let alone a hero. Because your eyes are so close that you can only stare at the territory under the tip of your nose. Merlin Avery – As a well-informed walking tribe, don't say you haven't heard that name. ”

"Of course I heard about it, so I was really taken aback by him at first. "Arahan the Conqueror and Tenadir the Great Sorcerer suffered defeat in Coventry, but the one-eyed dragon Snow Bloodaxe took advantage of it, and the invincible Arahan has become a joke in the mouths of many tribes." Of course, it was not the work of the Thorn Flower, but Merlin Avery. ”

Elder Glazer smiled and slapped his face, "It's worthy of the Walking Clan, it's much more detailed than what I know." But now that you have known so much, and have been with Merlin Avery for a long time, what have you gained from the hands of this wonder boy?"

"Merlin-Avery is truly a treasure trove, and we have obtained several very effective alloy potion recipes, a batch of alchemical potions with amazing healing effects, and some alchemy items to be crafted. "Of course, the Walking Clan is also very generous to the guest, opening him up to all information and books. ”

Elder Glazer laughed, "Generosity, Stareye, I haven't seen you for a few years, your jokes are getting more and more interesting, you call this generosity?"

Sti Star's face turned red, and he retorted in a somewhat dissatisfied whisper, "Why don't you count? Intelligence and books are important resources for the Walking Clan, Elder Glazer, in your opinion, how can it be considered generous?"

"Have you told him more about the Pilgrim's training?" said Glazel, kneeling towards him.

"Of course not!" "Sti Star's eyes turned redder and had a tendency to go purple, "That's the fundamental secret of the Walker Clan's foothold, not to mention Merlin Avery, even you, don't want to take this secret out of my mouth." ”

"Then keep your secret and take it to the realm of death to regret it. Glazer leaned back, leaning his back against the mound and said, "You're the only one who keeps the incomplete training method a secret. ”

Star's eyes were so startled that Huo Ran got up, "You...... God the Father, how can you ......"

"Speculation, of course. Glazer waved his hand nonchalantly, "I've seen the strength of the pilgrims, it's not bad, it can be said that compared with the cultivation methods of ordinary barbarian warriors, they can be regarded as good at each other." But......" He snapped his fingers, and a purple-red lightning bolt streaked across the void between the two, leaving a lingering imprint, and the terrifying aura that emanated made Sty Star's face turn pale.

“...... If this is the strength of the warriors of the top five tribes, then the Black Lizard tribe may have long hoped to compete for the ownership of the Brute King Banner. ”

Sti Star's eyes turned grim, and then he remembered the vague account left by the previous leader of the Jianbu tribe decades ago. The Glazer Shaman of the Black Lizard tribe once openly challenged the Grand Wizard Tenadir at a tribal meeting, and although he was defeated in the end, it also made Tenadir praise him, calling him a once-in-a-decade formidable opponent.

This may be the first time that Glazer has appeared in front of the leaders of the Rusar Gobi tribes, and it seems to be the last. The Black Lizard Tribe never formally participated in the Tribal Council again, and its prestige and status gradually decreased from the top 20 to the top 50 tribes.

The thought flashed through his mind, and a guess came to Stie Stareye's mind that surprised him.

"What do you mean to say...... Merlin Avery has the ability to make up for the missing part of the pilgrim's training method?"

"Quite possibly. Glazel smiled meaningfully. What he didn't say was that the City of Wisdom had an extremely complete Pilgrim training method, and the cost of citizen points was not as good as a Mithril-level alchemy item. As early as more than ten years ago, Glazer exchanged this training method into his hands, but he reluctantly found that this was a training method to awaken a specific bloodline, which was not suitable for the black lizard tribe at all.

In order to regain the complete Pilgrim training method, the Walking Tribe can pay a staggering price. However, with the Capital of Wisdom as its backing, Glazer was not in dire need of worldly wealth, and what the Wisdom could not provide, the Walking Tribe certainly could not provide.

The alliance didn't make much sense, and after losing to the Grand Wizard Tenadir decades ago, Glazer understood that the Black Lizard Tribe was too far away from the Beast King's Banner, and even with the Walker Tribe as an ally, there was still a decisive gap.

Had it not been for Merlin Avery who brought the news of the fate of the great wizard Tenadir, Glazer might have kept his ambition in his heart forever, allowing the training to disappear as his life ended. Now, however, he had made up his mind to send the Pilgrim training method to the Sti Star-Eyed in the name of the Exchange Extravaganza, and to establish an alliance between the Black Lizard Tribe and the Walking Clan.

Of course, the triangle is the most stable system, and there is a third fulcrum missing from the black lizard tribe and the walking tribe. Unbeknownst to Merlin Avery, Glazer was ready to make him the third fulcrum.

Of course, Merlin Avery lacks the prestige to be the third fulcrum. Glazer tapped his fingers on the mound and looked at the star-eyed man with a somewhat amused look at the changing face.

...... Then make arrangements to give Merlin Avery a higher prestige.

There was a commotion, and the maid with a bite on her jaw ran into the house, a little anxious on her face. "Elder," she bent down deeply, "the man...... Mr. Avery has cured several patients, the ones you said were tricky...... Some idiots are already babbling nonsense in the tribe that Mr. Avery is better at mixing potions than you. ”

"I don't think I need to make any arrangements. Glazer coughed a little embarrassed, "He really deserves to be the youngest honorary citizen of the City of Wisdom, it seems that as long as he is not deliberately suppressed, his reputation will surpass mine sooner or later." (To be continued.) )