The Great Sheikh's voice was very loud, and he used an exaggerated and angry tone to loudly curse the Kintop tribe.
"Come, brave warriors, we have prepared a grand bonfire banquet for you. Delicious roasted meat and spicy wine are waiting for you …"
As the Great Chieftain spoke, he was about to pull everyone out.
Lin Yun suddenly asked.
"This world, or should I say, this wasteland, what's going on?"
The Great Sheikh froze, but he didn't say anything before Lin Yun kept asking.
"And what's going on with that valley? What's going on with the Kintop tribe? Why are they attacking Blood Fang? "
The Great Sheikh suddenly understood and patted his forehead before explaining with a smile.
"Those idiots from the Kintop tribe have been our enemies for a very long time. They must have known that we had just experienced a battle with the Demons and took advantage of the opportunity to attack us."
Lin Yun smiled.
"Great Sheikh, no matter how great the hatred between Blood Fang and the Kintop tribe is, it's still hatred between two tribes. They would be spurned by their ancestors if they let an outsider disguise as a Golden Top Beastman to mount a sneak attack. They would be spurned by all their clansmen."
Lin Yun's words exposed the Great Sheikh's lies.
As for the others, they expressionlessly looked at the Great Sheikh, waiting for the Great Sheikh's explanation. Everyone was puzzled, 'How can we leave this damned place? What's going on with those specter-like Undeads that can appear at any time?'
Didala asked with a calm expression.
"Great Sheikh, we have to know the truth and how to leave this world."
The smile on the Great Sheikh's face disappeared, and after a long time, he sighed.
"No one can leave this wasteland. There were people who wanted to leave this wasteland, but once they reached the edge of the wasteland, they disappeared forever, never to return.
We have lived here for countless years. No one has ever been able to leave this wasteland. No one knows what lies beyond this wasteland.
As for the Kintop tribe, the hatred between our two tribes has been there for a long time. As long as there is a chance, we will attack each other. We also know that the Kintop tribe will come back to attack.
It's just that I didn't expect them to use outsiders. There's a legend in our two tribes that whoever can unify the entire Wasteland will receive the blessings of our ancestors and may even be able to walk out of this Wasteland.
There are fewer and fewer people in our tribe, and the wasteland is becoming more and more barren. We need to find new lands and open up new territories.
That's why we and the Kintop tribe are trying to find ways to attack each other. Whoever wins will be the final winner, and that person will receive the blessings and protection of our ancestors.
Then, we will defeat the filthy demons that keep appearing in the canyon, so that our people will no longer make unnecessary sacrifices … "
The Great Sheikh said a lot, and in the end, he wanted to drag everyone to celebrate, but they refused with the excuse that they had consumed too much mana and were too tired.
Everyone gathered together and began to discuss the information they had just received.
Didala's face was sullen, and his expression was very unpleasant.
"There's a problem with this world, a very big problem."
After saying that, he looked at Lin Yun, who had first asked the Great Sheikh.
"H.e. Mafa Merlin, I believe you have already discovered a lot of problems. Tell me your opinion."
Lin Yun rubbed his eyebrows.
"I think we're in big trouble. That Great Sheikh just now might have hidden something. Most importantly, I think this world is not a complete world. It may only be as big as this wasteland …"
As soon as this sentence was said, everyone was shocked.
Lin Yun continued speaking with fervor and assurance.
"First of all, the Beastmen here don't have the concept of planes, and they don't understand Planar Paths. They don't seem to know that there are other planes outside of this world.
"The Great Sheikh was just talking about this wasteland, not this world. Thinking back, when we first came here, we were chased by the Undeads, and it seems that we never left this wasteland.
"This wasteland is very big, but it's still very far from being a plane.
"Thus, I think that this is an incomplete world, a damaged plane.
"Second, the Blood Fang and the Kintop tribe are the oldest Beastman Races of the Raging Flame Plane. They only existed in that era.
"Third, that canyon is exactly the same as the Black Burn Scar. Sir Raphael should have already observed the surroundings of the Black Burn Scar."
Raphael's expression was a bit unsightly as he nodded.
"I've observed it. That canyon is exactly the same as the Black Burn Scar, and the surrounding terrain is almost the same as the Black Burn Scar. If the surroundings of the Black Burn Scar hadn't been mined, it would have been exactly the same as this place!"
Dyrrhus sneered as he looked at Lin Yun.
"Mafa Merlin, what are you trying to say? Don't tell me you know what's going on with this world? "
Lin Yun frowned as he gave his final conclusion.
"My guess is that this incomplete world exists in the past of the Raging Flame Plane. It's from the ancient era of the Raging Flame Plane."
When he said this, everyone was shocked.
"Merlin, you're saying that this world exists in the past?"
Lin Yun nodded.
"Only the Beastmen of that era wouldn't know about planes and Planar Paths, and only in that era would there be the Blood Fang and the Kintop tribe.
"The Blood Fang and the Kintop tribe contended for hegemony over the Raging Flame Plane. After their extinction, other small tribes rose up, leading to the Raging Flame Emperor and the current Eight Great Tribes of the Raging Flame Beastmen.
"Similarly, only in that era of the Raging Flame Plane would the Black Burn Scar look like this.
"There wouldn't be two identical planes, and there would also be Demon Overlords there.
"Combined with the history of the Raging Flame Plane, this can only be the Raging Flame Plane, and it's the Raging Flame Plane of the past!"
There was an even more frightening conjecture that Lin Yun didn't say. He would have to look for the Grand Shaman and have a good chat about it.
No one refuted Lin Yun 'conjecture, because it was the most reasonable truth. Apart from this, there was no other truth that could satisfy all the conditions.
But this truth made everyone's expressions very unsightly. To be able to reach this point was an existence that everyone had to look up to. Even if they knew, they wouldn't be able to find a way to leave this world.
"Mafa Merlin, what's the use of saying so much? Isn't it all nonsense? We still don't know how to leave this damned world, we don't know how to deal with those damned Undeads, and those damned Beastmen …"
Dyrrhus was a bit irritable. Anyone trapped here without a way out would become irritable. Lin Yun, who made everyone unable to find a way out, became the target of Dyrrhus' venting.
Lin Yun ignored Dyrrhus' irritation and pointed into the distance.
"We don't know, but some people do. Those Gold Beastmen have been part of the Raging Flame Plane's royal family for many years. They should have entered the Raging Flame Plane the most, and they should have the most understanding of the Raging Flame Plane. Since they came, they should know a lot of information. For example, how to leave this damned world."
Dyrrhus sneered.
"Mafa Merlin, you are too naive, or too stupid. You actually thought of asking the Gold Beastmen for such a stupid idea. Do you think those Gold Beastmen would be happy to tell you?
"The Gold Beastmen are the royal family of the Raging Flame Plane, and their hatred towards humans is the greatest. They only entertain us with swords and spells. Apart from vicious curses, they wouldn't say anything else.
You want to ask the Gold Beastmen? Is your brain broken? "
Lin Yun indifferently glanced at Dyrrhus.
"With Sir Dyrrhus's clumsy experience, you shouldn't have heard of extorting confessions through torture. Capture them all. In the world of mages, there are people with steel-like willpower, and there are also Beastmen whose souls are wholeheartedly devoted to Shamanism. But it's impossible for all the Gold Beastmen to do it. At least, not all of the Gold Beastmen can do it. Someone will definitely talk."
Dyrrhus's expression was gloomy as he coldly looked at Lin Yun. He didn't have time to say anything before Didala made his decision.
"Alright, we'll go capture those Gold Beastmen. I hope their souls are stronger than their bodies. They are now in the Kintop tribe, so we'll attack the Kintop Tribe and capture all the Gold Beastmen."
On the side, Raphael awkwardly shook his head.
"What about the Undeads? The Kintop tribe's location is very easy to find, but how do we get there? Those damned Undeads won't approach the Beastmen, but they will suddenly come out of the ground to besiege us. We can't go to the Kintop tribe if we don't deal with the Undeads. "
Everyone shook their heads. This matter was very troublesome. If they wanted to leave this wasteland, they would have to look for the Gold Beastmen. Only they knew the way to leave this world.
As for directly leaving the wasteland, who knew if they would directly leave this world, or if they would die. The Blood Fang Beastmen had been here for so many years, and those who left would forever disappear. No one knew if those who left died or truly left, so no one dared to take the risk.
And if they wanted to capture the Gold Beastmen, they would have to attack the Kintop tribe. But the problem of the Undeads was a huge problem. If they were surrounded by the Undeads, even Didala, who was comparable to a Heaven Rank powerhouse, would be overwhelmed by the endless Undeads.
Lin Yun pondered for a bit and suddenly thought of the Grand Shaman. The Great Sheikh had concealed a lot of things, so as the Grand Shaman of the tribe, he had definitely concealed even more things.
Beastmen tribes believed in the power and inheritance of their ancestors. On the human side, there was a clearer definition of these beastmen. They believed in Shamanism.
Prophets and Shamans were the two most important people in the Beastman Tribe. Prophets were in charge of the tribe's inheritance of knowledge, while Shamans, strictly speaking, were in charge of the tribe's teachings and soul.
It was obvious that the Shaman would know more about this kind of thing. From the previous incident, it was enough to prove it.
Lin Yun stood up and left the room to look for the Grand Shaman.
When he saw the Grand Shaman, the Grand Shaman was lying on a wooden bed. The walls of the room were covered in runes drawn in blood. Apart from a large bed, there was nothing else in the room. Even that large bed was covered in traces of lightning.
It was clear that the Grand Shaman had drawn too much lightning power, and the amount of lightning stored in his body had already exceeded his limit. His body had unconsciously released lightning.
When Lin Yun entered the house, it was as if the lightning within the house had been attracted. In an instant, the lightning on the surface of the Great Shaman's body surged out and rushed towards Lin Yun.
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