The Esoteric Sword that once pierced through a ten-meter-thick volcanic rock mountain was theoretically not something that could be blocked by any Level Two Magic Shield.
The layer of water barrier that suddenly weakened due to the transfer of power was no exception.
Whoosh!
In the sharp electric light, it was no different from a piece of paper.
However …
After the old shaman sacrificed his life, Manguenke, who finally completed the ritual, woke up in time.
His hair stood on end, and at the same time, under his survival instinct, he rolled forward and threw himself forward.
Even though Elvin, who still had 30% of his strength after the sword, adjusted it in time, the sword that was more domineering than the Swordsmanship Master "Steel Cutting" only brushed past Manguenke's scalp.
Whoosh!
The upper half of the totem pole was cut off without any hindrance, cutting a perfect 45-degree angle.
However, Manguenke managed to escape from the calamity by the skin of his teeth.
However, when he turned over and jumped up, a piece of scalp that was still wearing a shark fin-shaped crest floated down from his head, revealing a white skull.
If he had dodged a moment later, this sword might have directly cut off his head.
This also proved in another way.
Among the melee Transcendent professions, before stepping into Level Four "Inhuman", Level Three was the time when the disparity between attack and defense was the greatest. Constantly digging out the potential of the Esoteric Sword and increasing attack power was the most cost-effective choice.
Because if one was not careful and was hit by a big move, it was possible to directly die.
Whoosh!
At this time, Elvin, who had missed his sword, slowly exhaled and stopped his attack. He looked at the opponent's scalp that had begun to quickly regenerate, and his face was already full of blood-red eyes that kept blinking.
He couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Who … are you?"
At least in his understanding, no matter what, this didn't look like a Totem Warrior who had successfully advanced to Level Three.
However, Manguenke didn't seem to have reacted to the scene where he was almost cut open. He allowed his scalp to regenerate by itself.
The six eyes on his face turned and focused on Elvin again. He opened his mouth and said in a slightly shaky voice.
"I … I am the Guardian of the Seas, the Ruler of Thunder and Storm, the Master of these waters, the Totem God of the Araucan Tribe, the Great Sea Shark Ovig!"
He spoke the standard transcendent language "Carthaginian", and in just a few words, he spoke more and more fluently, and there were no more obstacles in the end.
Elvin looked at the living case in front of him, which had clearly confirmed his terrifying speculation.
Totem Warriors were a profession that had extremely strong physical bodies and even gradually mutated totem bodies, but their spirit was very weak. After reaching a certain level, they were simply the best [Vessel] to Nature Spirits!
These "Spirits" that had no body of their own and were only powerful spirits.
They would obtain a body that had been carefully nurtured and was completely compatible with it, allowing them to truly "come alive" in the material world.
He even thought about it from a different perspective.
Among the indigenous tribes that were still living in the New World, how many of those seemingly powerful high-level totem warriors had quietly changed their occupants?
However, Elvin wasn't too surprised by this situation.
In a barbaric area where tribes hated each other and wars were endless, where even blood sacrifices were popular, how could one expect those lofty natural spirits to be kind and nice?
If he didn't violently intervene today, this Totem God named Ovig could've subtly taken over Manguenke's body without him noticing.
It wouldn't be like this, where after violently transferring the soul, even the appearance of the original body was brought over to the new body.
"Ovig? Don't you know how to hide it?
If these people who worshipped you for a long time knew that you ate their beloved chief, aren't you worried that it would cause a riot? "
After knowing that Manguenke's soul and body were extremely compatible, and that there was no chance of a sneak attack, Elvin wanted to obtain more information from this strange existence through indirect questioning.
"For the future of the Nature Spirits and the Atreans, this small sacrifice is worth it. I believe that they can understand me!"
Ovig glanced at the young shaman who thought that the chief had survived the crisis and rushed down the altar to help his people. Ovig said nonchalantly.
His tone was like a person who wanted to eat or sell cattle. Did he have to consider the feelings of the cattle?
Then, the Totem God's six eyes stared at Elvin.
"The Araucan tribe is trash, no one could reach the third step after hundreds of years.
Thanks to the sacrificial ceremony sent by that lady, I was able to obtain the qualifications to join them.
However, even if they obtained a body that could move freely in the physical world, the noble Totem Gods still need the service of mortals.
Your strength isn't bad. Although you're not a native, as long as you're willing to worship me as a God, I'll grant you the power of eternal life. "
Although Ovig was shocked by the near-fatal strike, he looked at Elvin who had retracted his life force field and saw that he was only at the peak of the second step.
Ovig still maintained his high and mighty 'God' attitude. Although there were differences in strength between different paths of Transcendence, a Transcendent's status couldn't be faked.
When Elvin heard the first half of Orvig's speech, he was still rather interested in the 'Lady' and 'the future of all natural spirits'. However, the latter half of Orvig's speech left him amused.
"Do you think I'm one of those natives who can be easily fooled? A person who hasn't even obtained divinity dares to talk about eternal life?
You want me to be your servant? Who would've thought that you're a blind man with six eyes! "
"How dare you, mortal!"
That one sentence caused Ovig to fly into a rage.
Nature Spirits were the same as Gods. Under normal circumstances, only those with special talents such as' shamans' and 'priests' could converse with them.
Ovig had heard many compliments from the shamans, but this was the first time he heard Elvin's mocking words.
Although he was only the overlord of a small tribe, he had lived for hundreds of years and considered himself a God. How could he tolerate being offended by mortals who lived day and night?
Bloody light shot out from his six eyes.
"Then I'll just kill all of you foreign trash. Maybe your souls will change their minds!"
* Crackle … *
He stretched out his hand and clenched it. Yellow electric light flashed in his palm. The many gold tools around the altar had melted by themselves. Under the electric light, they turned into a beautiful long spear that was nearly three meters long.
The body of the spear seemed to have been carved into scales. At the tip of the spear was the mouth of a shark, forming a strange rune structure. The tip of the spear was cold and intimidating.
It didn't look like a soft golden weapon at all.
[Lightning Molding] and the shaman's [Rare Weapon Blessing] were completed in one go.
Although it was only level 3, since it had the title of a God, it naturally had extraordinary abilities. Just this alone was enough to be called amazing. At least, it was something that Elvin couldn't do right now.
"Roar!"
A blue aura surged from his body and a powerful aura was released, stirring up the clouds above his head.
* Woo — *
* Woo — *
He then brandished this golden spear that weighed close to 100 kilograms with one hand. The sharp spear force turned into a roaring whirlwind, stirring up a large sandstorm on the beach beneath their feet.
At this moment, the totem god didn't forget to make up for an extremely domineering entrance ceremony for himself.
The entire battlefield was silent for a moment.
"Level 3?!"
However, just as the natives were cheering and laughing, the morale of the Navy's side dropped.
* Rumble — *
Another powerful aura rose at the same time, not showing any signs of weakness!
Amidst the crackling of lightning.
A voice that was like a pillar of support sounded in the ears of all the Navy soldiers.
"I'm here, continue to fight!"
It was as if the soldiers had heard a holy voice.
"Yes sir!"
They used all their strength to shout this word. Their morale hit rock bottom and then exploded. The flames of resistance that had just been reignited among the natives were instantly suppressed.
The captain had created too many miracles, and the crew that followed him were already somewhat immune to it. They easily accepted the fact that the captain had reached level 3.
Only Olivia couldn't calm down for a long time. She still muttered in the midst of the intense battle, "No wonder, no wonder!"
Facing Elvin who had completely released his control over his vitality magnetic field and unleashed his level 3 aura, the Totem God Ovig could no longer maintain his high and mighty attitude.
* Clang —! *
The spear was like a dragon, containing wind and thunder. It had already taken the initiative to pounce towards Elvin.
If it was a normal level 3 totem warrior, Elvin, who knew its weakness, would have many tactics to counter it.
However, now that the Nature Spirit had entered his body, it was like two pieces of a puzzle that fit perfectly together.
Just like his [Branded Swordsman] and the [Great Knight] that could crush arrows with his will, the internal and external integration had no obvious flaws.
If he wanted to defeat him, he could no longer use tricks. He could only use strength that was stronger than him!
At this moment, regardless of whether it was due to the influence of the "adventurer's blood".
Elvin only knew that after reaching level 3, he hadn't encountered an enemy that could make him go all out. However, this "god" … was worth a fight!
Boom!
Then, the two sides saw two whistling lightning chasing each other over their heads and then smashing into the forest on the other side of the bay.
With the strength of a level 3 transcendent, just the aftermath of the battle was not something that ordinary people could withstand. Even Ovig, who treated the Araucan clan as livestock, didn't want to casually suffer property losses.
In the transcendent system of this world, as the transcendent level increased, the data of the basic physical fitness would not show an exponential increase.
However, every transcendent transformation was like adding a lever. Together with the transcendent techniques, they could use the ordinary basic physical fitness to produce a mythical effect.
Especially when both sides were powerful transcendents who were good at using the power of lightning.
Their mobility, destructive power, and reaction had all reached a level that ordinary transcendents could not imagine.
In the chaotic battle, they were still in the forest one moment, and the next moment, they were by the stream. In the blink of an eye, they were already on the treetops and flying away …
Trees fell, boulders fell, and the ground was covered with ravines …
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The spear and sword clashed.
Compared to the three-meter-long golden spear, the 1.2-meter-long sword in Elvin's hand was completely reduced to a short weapon.
[Profound Meaning — Instant Flash]
Elvin's limbs were wrapped in fierce lightning as he fought in close combat. A longsword that required both hands of an elite warrior was as delicate as a dagger in his hand.
Just like a real swordsmanship master, he had mastered several transcendent swordsmanship and combined them into one.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Every time it collided with the opponent's spear, there would be an explosive thunderous sound, shaking the entire spear in Ovig's hand.
However …
This transcendent spear was casually made by Ovig, but even when it clashed with Elvin's lightning-type longsword, the spear was not at a disadvantage.
From start to finish, the golden spear was not damaged at all.
However, Elvin had plenty of patience. He believed that if this continued, he would be the one to win!
Ovig's strength came from two aspects.
The foundation came from Manguenke's perfect body as a three-totem warrior, and the technique came from the souls of his former believers and the blood sacrifices.
The physical body was forcefully raised by the blood sacrifices, and the basic attributes were just over 5. Needless to say, the technique was even more lacking. Although he could use a more efficient processor (the innate divine soul) to optimize it, the foundation was still there.
How could a bunch of ignorant natives and unlucky people who were turned into sacrifices have any profound techniques?
Obviously, Ovig was aware of this problem.
When Elvin closed in on him again, Ovig's eyes flashed with spiritual light, and he suddenly roared like a predator:
"Roar!"
[Spell-like spell — Intimidate!]
Obviously, compared to Elvin, this person who was crowned as a god was the true representative of both magic and martial prowess.
Over the long years, they had accumulated too much power, experience, and knowledge, even if they were only the weakest totem god!
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