The tablet seemed to be used as a portable notebook by the former owner, the Lord. The information about the Dark Believer was indeed very rich. Not only was there a complete version of the Dark Believer's Conversion Prayer with pictures and text,
But there was also the secret rune incantation used by the Lord after stealing the holy power of other gods and transforming it into the source of the dark spell.
Comprehending the 'dark power' in the dark, constantly getting in touch with the blood sacrifice ritual and other basic knowledge of its deep evil ability, as well as some of the lord's personal insights on the profession of 'dark believer'.
Not only that, there was also a beautifully animated demonstration of all of this.
When Zhang Lisheng finished reading these contents carefully, an image of the Lord wearing an ancient monk's robe and cruelly killing the sacrifice suddenly flashed across his mind. After that, he took out a tablet and carefully recorded his new insights before continuing the blood sacrifice. In the end, he even used a flash program to make a short animation of the whole process. He could not help but feel that it was very absurd.
However, when he recalled that the witchcraft improvement experiments he had done using modern biotechnology might seem even stranger in the eyes of other wizards, he could not help but chuckle and no longer criticized the Lord in his heart. Instead, he allowed a sense of disappointment to overwhelm his heart.
After a few hours of research, the young man understood that the so-called Dark Believer was simply a person who sacrificed himself to the Dark Force through some kind of cruel ritual to change the nature of his life and obtain extraordinary powers.
The Dark Force, on the other hand, was the 'force' born from the cruel nature of all the creatures in the vast universe of the Colossal World where the strong preyed on the weak.
Unlike the believers who believed in a certain god, the believers who believed in the dark power could cast all kinds of cruel and terrifying abilities and were subject to very few restrictions. Not only that, but in theory, they could also use them in different 'worlds' without any restrictions.
What was more tempting was that the Dark Believer could easily break through the mold and obtain the opportunity to become a god. The only drawback was that in the process of transcending the mundane, their nature would slowly change to become paranoid and brutal.
Becoming bloodthirsty was not a big drawback in the eyes of most Western dark professionals who liked to kill for fun. However, in the eyes of Zhang Lisheng, who felt that the ultimate goal of cultivation was to achieve freedom since he was young, he could not tolerate the drawback of having his nature distorted because of cultivation.
"I can't cultivate this kind of sh * t at the same time even if I'm beaten to death," He turned off the computer and sighed, before muttering to himself listlessly, "Or rather, I can't cultivate this kind of sh * t at the same time before I find a way to guard my heart.
Sigh, at the end of the day, as a wizard, the most suitable method for me to use the power of faith is still the Witchcraft's Gate of Sacrifice's method. However, other than the Witchcraft's Gate of Sacrifice, where else can I find the systematic Witchcraft's Gate of Sacrifice's method? Sigh … "
After racking his brains for a long time, Zhang Lisheng still came up with nothing until the sky outside the window turned white.
When the sunlight shone on his face through the thin curtains, the young man suddenly realized that he had gone too far. He no longer thought about it and walked out of the guest room with the computer.
The air outside was fresh and cold. After he went downstairs, he ignored the cars parked in front of the motel and directly stopped a kind-hearted person's car by the roadside.
After having a sumptuous breakfast, Zhang Lisheng took a taxi to the new port in the suburbs and took the nearest ferry to Shrimp B1 Island.
In the next few days, he waited patiently in the Tudenan tribe.
Finally, at noon, when the sun was high in the sky, Zhang Lisheng, who was reading this mysterious book in the bark house where the tribal book of history was enshrined, received a report from the tribal scout. The Kaqilu tribe, which was the closest to the tribe, had been attacked by hundreds of mysterious powerhouses.
"Great Raider, those attackers are wearing black robes and are wrapped in a large cloud of smoke, covering the entire Kaqilu firmly. However, even though I can't see the situation of the war, I can still feel the violent wind on the big tree thousands of steps away from the Kaqilu tribe. There must have been a disaster there!" The scout with a bright feather on his head, kneeling at the foot of the tribe's living faith, hurriedly reported.
"Choosing to launch an attack at noon? That Lord's concept of time is really different!" Zhang Lisheng jumped down from the huge wooden seat covered with long animal skin and casually placed the Tudenan's tribal book of history on the altar. After that, he picked up more than ten faith round stones from the altar and held them in his palm before striding out of the bark house.
Looking in the direction of Kaqilu, he saw a black smoke shrouding a large mountain forest in the distant sky. From the looks of it, it was no different from the dark clouds before a rainstorm. He was stunned for a moment before smiling at the Tudenan headman who was following closely by his side. "What an interesting method of concealment, Tugra. Looks like our allies are more useful than I thought.
Go, gather 5,000, no, 10,000 tribal warriors and rush to the mountain forest 2,000 steps away from Kaqilu. Lie in ambush and wait for my order! "
From the moment Zhang Lisheng ordered the Tudenan's scouts to pay special attention to the movements of the neighboring Kaqilu and Mokacho tribes, Tugra, who had already guessed that the Raider was planning to repeat the same trick and replicate the glorious night, sighed worriedly when he heard that it was as he expected. Kneeling on the ground, he said, "Yes, Sir!"
"Tugra, I know that you're worried that the unbridled expansion of Tudenan will attract the attention of the powerful tribes on the island and even lead to the coalition forces' punitive expedition. However, the problem now is that we obviously have a good opportunity to conquer Kaqilu, so don't tell me that we can still give it up deliberately?
If we don't advance in the war of conquest, we'll fall back. If we keep worrying and overcautious, Tudenan will fall again sooner or later! "When Zhang Lisheng saw the Tudenan's headman's weak look, he encouraged him loudly.
Then, his body suddenly elongated to more than two meters tall, with diamond-shaped scales appearing on his skin. Leaping up high, he concealed his body and dashed towards the distant mountain forest that was covered with dark clouds.
Leaping and leaping in the dense forest, the young man would nihilate his body and pass through the obstacles that he encountered. He went straight all the way and soon, he arrived at the top of a big tree on the edge of the dark clouds.
Placing his sharp claws on his eyes, Zhang Lisheng used his eyesight to look at the habitat of the Kaqilu tribe. He realized that his eyes that could usually see through all the fog had lost their spirit this time. All he could see was a stretch of black fog in the distance.
After pondering for a while, the young man did not force himself to sneak into Kaqilu to figure out the situation of the battle at this time. Instead, he waited patiently on the canopy.
More than ten minutes later, he saw a few vague figures swaying in the black fog and gradually became clearer.
Not long after, five to six figures wearing dark green robes that covered their heads rushed out of the fog. However, before they could even walk 100 meters away, they had already fallen on the ground. The flesh on two of their backs cracked and countless colorful mushrooms grew out of their bodies.
Three of them had turned into stones.
The last one, on the other hand, struggled on the ground and turned into a pile of bubbles that fluttered and rose under the sun.
"Looks like these few people should be the Darkwalkers who escaped from the battle. I wonder if they died in the hands of the spiritual monsters or their companions.
However, no matter how scattered these hundreds of Darkwalkers are, they should still be able to push down the Kaqilu totem pole.
I'm just afraid that the loss is too great and that His Lordship will overturn the agreement and raise the price of the transaction … "Zhang Lisheng sat down on the dense branches of the big tree and looked ahead as he muttered to himself, imagining the 'good show' that he could not see in the distance. It was only until the sun gradually set in the west that the black fog slowly dissipated.
When the fog dissipated, there was immediately a strong bloody smell in the air. The young man jumped down from the canopy and slowly walked into the quiet Kaqilu habitat along the forest that was filled with blood and the corpses of the Hellfire tribesmen who had died in strange ways.
Walking between the tens of thousands of Kaqilu tribesmen who were like wooden carvings and the Darkwalkers who had more than 20% of their casualties, Zhang Lisheng heard a duck-like voice resonating in his ears when he approached the collapsed huge totem pole. "You've come just in time, Your Excellency Dragon Fang. Have you brought the 19 faith stones?"
"Of course, Your Lordship." Zhang Lisheng revealed himself and walked up to the black-robed man who spoke. Spreading out his sharp claws, he handed over a small pile of round stones in his palm without hesitation. "19 of the purest faith stones. It's a pleasure to trade."
"This deal is not a pleasant one, Your Excellency Dragon Fang." The Lord took the faith stones and saw that they were indeed pure and flawless. The inexplicable anger in his heart dissipated a lot unknowingly but he still said coldly, "When these aborigines and monsters work together, the increase in their combat power is too great. I really regret it now …"
"Your Lordship, to be honest, the reason why you've made such a big sacrifice in attacking the aborigine tribe this time is not only because of the strength of these foreign world's aborigines and the spiritual monsters guarding them, but it's also because everyone wants to preserve their strength. If the battle situation becomes a little more intense, they would even become deserters, wouldn't they?" Zhang Lisheng interrupted the Lord's words and said with a smile.
The tall black-robed man became silent for a while before replying coldly, "Even so, it's not worth it to only exchange 19 faith stones for annihilating an aborigine tribe of 70,000 to 80,000 people.
A person's physical strength and willpower strength can be said to be proportional. Since these aborigines have such an unexpected combat power, then the power of faith contained in the aborigine tribe's totem pole should also be far beyond my expectations. "
"Your Lordship, the main reason why you feel that the guardian spiritual monsters of the aborigine tribe are unexpectedly powerful is that they can also use the power of faith to enhance their strength.
The tribe's totem pole is equivalent to their 'money bank' for collecting the power of faith. After 'opening' it, how much harvest there is can only depend on luck. If your luck is good … "
"Whether my luck is good or bad, it's all up to you. Sir Dragon Fang, I don't want to waste my breath. In any case, the conditions for future transactions must be changed …"
Hmm, you gave me a map of two tribes that are very close to each other. I plan to rest for a while and conquer the other native tribe before evening.
But this time, I want 50 faith stones, not one less, "The Lord said stubbornly.
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