Just as Byron and his party had just arrived at their fiefdom.

In the western part of the Bantaan Islands, on a small island that has penetrated into the territory of indigenous tribes, a "war for the crown" for human sacrifice has come to an end.

cracking sound

Called indigenous by the colonizers, in fact among the Bantaan tribe who call themselves the Taínos.

A large number of longhouses with grass and trees on the periphery are burning.

Poorly dressed women and children ran and cried as they tried to escape from the tribe into the rainforest, only to be driven back by a group of vicious colonists armed with muskets.

Most of the men were armed with rudimentary stone weapons, and a few were armed with precious steel swords obtained from the spice trade, and they roared and pounced on the invaders.

What seems like a tragic rebellion is meaningless.

Among the colonists, a strange man wearing a gray cloak even in the tropical jungle stepped out of the crowd and said in a somewhat shrill voice:

"Plague swarm!"

Stretch out the voluminous sleeves.

Buzz

A swarm of weird wasps, but with a foul smell all over their bodies, flew out of his sleeve and covered the entire crowd in an instant.

One by one, the natives, regardless of men, women, and children, screamed and foamed at the mouth, fell to the ground, and completely lost the strength to resist.

This is the "War of Honor" that is also often waged between indigenous tribes.

Not for the purpose of killing, but simply for the sake of living sacrifices!

There was only one female high-ranking samurai among the natives, who was clearly transcendent, wielding a pair of daggers that seemed to be sharpened from the fangs of fierce beasts, dancing like the wind.

The blade flickered, slashing the swarm of bees that flew towards her to the ground.

Glaring at the cloaked man, the leopard tooth necklace around his neck emitted a faint blue fire.

A pair of eyes suddenly turned into the dangerous beast pupils of a leopard.

The wheat-colored skin also has gold and black leopard prints, two triangular ears sticking out of the top of the head, and a long tail behind the hips swings and flutters.

It seems to have really turned into a toned female leopard, beautiful and dangerous.

Under the satin-smooth skin, the perfect lines of muscles like water waves flow smoothly, providing her with extremely explosive power.

Let the female warrior slay at the cloaked man who is clearly in the lead.

"Outsiders, you all deserve to die!"

The colonists are no strangers to this extraordinary ability, and they know that this is a transcendent profession unique to the Bantaan natives - [Leopard Spirit Warrior].

Hunt a prime-aged leopard with your own hands and use its teeth to craft an amulet.

When fighting, you can instantly transform and gain the powerful power of a certain beast.

If you put it in the Old World, this very primitive witchcraft is, of course, undoubtedly forbidden knowledge.

But in the overseas world, it is a common universal ability.

[Bear Spirit Warrior], [Eagle Spirit Warrior], and [Frog Warrior] are as common as the knight classes in the Glory Ladder that are scattered throughout the major sequence systems.

The price is to be wild and hungry for raw food.

And once the animal spirit body is possessed for too long, those leopard ears, leopard tails and leopard prints that grow out may remain on the body forever and never disappear.

In the slave market, many of the so-called non-human races actually came from this way.

It is said that in the colonies of the Kingdom of Choice, a black industry chain has even been formed that specifically satisfies the special habits of the domestic aristocracy.

Not only the most common cat lady and tiger lady, but even mermaids.

However, before the female leopard spirit warrior who had exploded with all her strength rushed to the cloaked man's side, three rows of muskets had already opened fire together.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the intertwining of the lines of fire, the hair on her leopard's tail exploded, and the whole person almost formed an afterimage, dodging at an incredible angle, but still being shot in the shoulder and thigh.

Blood burst out, and he fell to the ground with a wail.

Finding that the cloaked man walking towards her was staring at her ears and tail, she begged for mercy in a somewhat jerky continental lingua franca:

"Outsider, spare my people, I, Yasmina, will serve you from now on."

The cloaked man glanced at the leopard's ears that were slowly retracting on her head and the leopard's tail behind her hips, but his shrill voice was unwavering:

"If it's the former 'Bloody Mary' of the Bloodthirsty Order, they might treat you differently.

But you have no carapace, no tentacles, and only a pair of feet.

Why do you have the confidence to think that I, the 'Book of Worms', would be interested in your type of opposite sex?

My fetish isn't here at all. ”

He raised his hand and lifted the hood from his head, revealing a very young pale face.

But he had two long tentacles on his forehead like a centipede.

The cuff of the outstretched arm slipped down, and an arm with a chitin carapace stretched out like a centipede's body.

There were even dense blood-red tentacles like blades growing around the edges.

See him clearly, even if the female warrior is a battle-hardened transcendent.

But the instinctive fear of the big bug still made her scream.

"Ah——!h

Immediately, he was bitten on the neck by the mouthparts on this arm, and the venom was injected, and he fainted in an instant like his own people.

With the fall of the last high-ranking samurai, the historic tribe is on the verge of complete annihilation.

The last thin shaman, who had been kneeling under a totem pole in the center of the tribe, stood up silently and crashed to his death on the colorful totem pole.

Boom!

The brains cracked, mixed with hot blood, all poured on a very exaggerated human face at the bottom of the totem pole.

The totem pole, which is more than ten meters high, suddenly burst into inspiration.

A cheetah's roar suddenly resounded throughout the tribe.

"Huh, it's the Guardian Spirit? There are not many people in this small tribe, but there is also a guardian spirit who can manifest power?

It is also possible that he was defeated in another 'War of Glory', and many of his warriors were captured before migrating to this island.

No wonder I thought these longhouses were a little too new in the first place. ”

The cloaked men of the Blood Thirst Order couldn't help frowning when they saw this scene, and even the tentacles on their foreheads were swinging a little faster.

Totem poles are indispensable in all indigenous tribes that believe in animism and the immortality of the soul.

The carvings at the top of the pillars are usually animals or plants such as eagles, bears, killer whales, ptarmigans, crows, beavers, wolves, and frogs.

The indigenous people believe that each clan has a kinship or other special relationship with a certain animal or plant.

This animal or plant would become the totem of the clan, symbolizing the guardian of the clan.

Further down, the pillars are generally shaped by human figures, and this image usually represents the ancestors of the ethnic group.

Continuing downward, different images and different combinations constitute the legendary deeds of a tribe with different differences.

Often, small tribes would carve a varying number of totem poles.

Large city-states and nations would build magnificent pyramids and temples on top of the pyramids.

It is connected by a ladder, with the lowest level being four floors and the highest being thirteen floors.

Every totem pole and every temple will form an island in the spirit world that protects the people from essentia tides and all kinds of grotesques.

It can be understood as a substitute for the human Silver Law, but it is far less than the scale of the Silver Law.

The natives majored in black witchcraft, and obviously needed to have their own [anchor].

"Whew——!"

In the blink of an eye, a leopard spirit resembling a small house, burning with dark blue flames, leaped out of the totem pole.

Its body is that of a cheetah, but its head is that of a standard human male.

This is because the most powerful warriors in the tribe will choose to merge with the ancestral spirit after death and become the guardian spirit of the tribe.

With both human and animal characteristics, it represents the power of nature beyond human control.

In the eyes of some high-level transcendents in the Old World, it is more like a combination of "divinity" and "beastness", with the same roots and origins as the Old World, only more primitive.

At this time, the cheetah guardian spirit's body was visibly scarred, covered with bullet holes, sword marks, and transparent blood in some places.

The cloaked man's guess was clearly verified.

It had recently experienced a vicious battle with another wave of colonists.

If it weren't for the fact that the tribe had reached a moment of danger of life and death, the shaman would never have summoned this guardian spirit with his life.

But not yet, the half-human, half-beast guardian spirit slaughtered the intruder.

In the distance, another buzzing sound of a vibrating wing membrane sounded in the sky, and then a large black "dark cloud" suddenly fell down.

It turned out to be thousands of palm-sized black locusts.

They spread their mouthparts like pincers, gnawing at the tribal guardian spirit from head to toe.

The screams that seemed to be as terrible as Ling Chi suddenly resounded in the sky, but they stopped abruptly in an instant.

It only took a few breaths before and after, and this powerful spirit creature was gnawed clean.

The locusts gathered in mid-air and gradually formed the shape of a human being.

Immediately, the blood-colored aura flashed, and it turned into a black-robed figure and slowly fell to the ground.

The crisis was resolved in an instant.

It's just that under the black robe of the figure, there are locusts burrowing in and out from time to time, which makes people's scalp tingle.

"Collect prisoners and loot booty. Fight to raid another indigenous tribe before nightfall. ”

"Yes, Mr. Swarm!"

A group of colonists with guns immediately rushed into the indigenous tribe with bright eyes, and there was another group of chickens and dogs.

The gray-robed cloaked man at the beginning stepped forward and said respectfully:

"Teacher, you're here.

After you completed the second ritual, completely abandoned your mortal body, and sublimated the essence of life, your power became even stronger.

Even in the face of battleship fire, it can be unscathed.

Among all the third-order transcendents, it is enough to rank among the strongest. ”

Hearing the disciple's compliment, the black-robed man, who was called [Swarm] by the colonists, sighed in the same sharp voice:

"I'm just a swarm now, and although the essence of life is sublimated, there will be a day when it will decay.

Only the Crimson Crimson Grail represents eternal life.

It's a pity that our 'Book of Worms' faction has successfully defeated the 'Bloody Mary faction' and monopolized the holy land that can communicate with that being.

But he still couldn't decipher the legendary ritual [Crimson Holy Grail], and couldn't brew a cup of [Eternal Blood]. ”

Hearing his words, the gray-robed disciple was also a little indignant:

"That's eternal life only under the realm of the gods!

We want, and the Yorks of Hattings want, that even the so-called servants of God in the church are outwardly sanctimonious, but secretly they are peering into the power of God.

Always let us charge ahead.

The dirty work is ours, but the benefits are all theirs.

And those fools actually lost the 'Kraken Touch'.

That scourge helped us defeat the 'Bloody Marys' for the first time (Chapter 91) during the bloodthirsty Order's infighting, and the second time for the Yorks to defeat Lancaster in the War for the Throne.

The third time is aimed at Iron Anchor Bay, and what was supposed to be foolproof can make the 'Kraken's Touch' get out of control and become a real natural disaster.

Do you want us to clean up the mess?

Do we look a lot like 'honest and trustworthy' people? If you go to Beihai, you won't be swallowed by that existence with a sixth-order body personality?

What a joke! ”

[Swarm] interrupted the disciple's words with a wave of his hand:

"Needless to say, in order to get the Crimson Grail, now we need living sacrifices, more sacrifices.

The Order has received credible information that the Kingdom of Colora, the overlord of the seas, will soon deliver a fatal blow to the dying Azk and Taya Empires.

Everyone's chance has come.

It's a feast for lions and a carnival for hyenas.

The Bantaan Islands will soon be in turmoil.

Diggory, give the order for our slave carriers, pirate captains, and collaborators of the Kingdom of Hattings to get into action. ”

The gray-robed man bowed his head and stroked his chest:

"Yes, Teacher."