From 19 to 50, it was an increase of almost three times. When Zhang Lisheng heard the Lord's condition, he was stunned for a moment before smiling noncommittally without saying anything. Turning around, he slowly walked towards the collapsed Kaqilu totem pole not far away.
When he was walking, his slender body slowly became wider and taller. The diamond-shaped scales on his body also elongated to become round on the outside and square on the inside. When he walked to the totem pole step by step, he had already transformed into a blue-yellow giant with a height of ten meters, whose muscles looked like they were made of steel.
Upon seeing the young man's inexplicable transformation to reveal an even more ferocious appearance, most of the Darkwalkers in the Kaqilu tribe's dwelling that had already turned into ruins showed a vigilant look.
However, they were surprised to find that the monster in front of them that looked like one of the most famous superheroes in comics, the Hulk, did not show any malice at all. Instead, it began to squat on the ground and use its shovel-like big hands to dig the soil.
Very soon, the blue-yellow giant dug a deep pit with a diameter of more than 20 meters on the hard ground of the Kaqilu's dwelling that was rammed by the boulder.
Looking up at the bottom of the pit, the young man felt that it was enough for him to use. Jumping out of the pit, he ran and jumped as though there was no one around him to bury the dead spiritual monsters' corpses scattered around the tribe into the pit.
After covering the ground with soil, he shouted loudly. His muscles bulged as he lifted the totem pole that was lying horizontally on the ground and pressed it on the pit.
After that, Zhang Lisheng walked back to the Lord and transformed his body into a lizard again. Shaking his head, he said, "Your Lordship, I swear in the face of the Nether River that the faith stones that I've traded with you just now are the only 19 I have.
It's impossible and I don't have the ability to agree to your revised trading conditions. "
The Lord, who had been watching Zhang Lisheng digging, burying the corpses, and moving the totem pole without blinking like a statue, became silent for a while before replying, "But since it's so difficult to defeat a foreign world's native tribe, I can't accept the original trading conditions, Your Excellency Dragon Fang."
Zhang Lisheng pondered for a while before saying, "26 faith stones. If you plan to make persistent efforts to defeat the foreign world's native Mokacho tribe today, I'm willing to join you and pay you another 26 faith stones.
But because it's a last-minute deal, I can only deliver the stone to you after four months, Your Lordship. "
"19 to 26," The Lord's mouth, which was covered by the black robe, let out a few horrifying chuckles. "An increase of nearly 40% plus a Legendary as a helper. This is considered a little bit of sincerity.
But there are tens of thousands of aborigines in this tribe. Isn't it fine for you to bury the totem pole in front of them? Besides, where can I find you for the faith stones four months later, Your Excellency Dragon Fang? "
"Your Lordship, it's hard for you to imagine the minds of the primitive people. According to the custom, after the totem pole collapsed, these aborigines would no longer care about it and would only migrate to other places to start a new life, provided that they are not swallowed by other aborigine tribes.
As for our deal, well, it's very simple. I swear on the River Styx that I'll be here 120 days later starting from tomorrow. "Zhang Lisheng pointed at his feet." I'll give you 26 faith stones. "
"You're not even willing to leave a network address? You're really a cautious person …" The Lord lowered his head and pondered for a while. Nodding, he turned around and looked around before shouting loudly, "Did you hear that, Darkwalkers? I've won another 'good business' from our 'customer'.
Of course, it's up to you whether you want to participate in this additional business or not.
The only thing I want to remind you is that 26 faith stones can be used to arrange four Hexagram Formations. In addition to the 19 round stones that I've already obtained, you'll have a total of seven chances to absorb faith. Seven is better than six, and it's closer to thirteen. "
In the Dark World, six and thirteen were the two most beloved numbers. In ancient mythology, three '6s' side by side represented the eternal King of Darkness, Satan, and thirteen was the order of Judas, the believer who betrayed the 'Son of God'.
The surroundings were silent. A few minutes later, a short black-robed man said with a slight stutter, "Your Lordship, even though this opportunity is rare, I've already used up more than half of the magic crystals that I've prepared.
I can't transform the souls of these aborigines because of the world's barrier. Not only that, but I'm also injured … "
"Mr. Acid Rain, as a Corrosive Warlock, it's no longer suitable for you to go to the battlefield now that you don't have enough magic crystals and you're injured.
Go to the gathering place on the island and wait for the news of our victory. "Upon hearing the intention of his companions to leave, the Lord took the initiative to say without any hesitation," Whoever else feels that they can't continue to fight can go back to the gathering place with Mr. Acid Rain to rest. "
Upon hearing his words, other than the 'dependents' of this powerhouse, 20% of the surviving 300 Darkwalkers decided not to participate in the war to attack the Mokacho tribe. When they expressed their intention to leave, the Lord also kept his word and let those people leave safely.
However, human psychology was just so strange. Upon seeing how generous he was, more than ten Darkwalkers who originally planned to return to the gathering place decided to stay before they left. Instead, it was the Lord who refused their decision to go back on their words and resolutely asked these people to leave.
"Now, there's only those powerhouses who have enough confidence left here.
Let's find a safe place in the woods to rest for a while and recover our energy first. " When the Lord saw that there were still around 270 to 280 Darkwalkers left in the end, and that most of the people's eyes lit up with satisfaction because of his hypocritical performance just now, he pondered for a while and said.
Even though the tens of thousands of aborigines around him who had suddenly become sluggish and motionless after the death of all the earth monsters and the collapse of their totem pillars could not scare the powerful 'Legend' who walked in the dark, he had no intention of continuing to provoke these aborigines who had already displayed their powerful abilities without the temptation of benefits.
This was just like a ferocious but rational person who might kick a stumbling puppy to death on the roadside for no reason, but he would not take the risk to kill the big dog that was blocking the road just now after stealing the treasures from the museum.
The thoughts of the other Darkwalkers were similar to the Lord. Soon, they cast their own spells and formed a group to leave Kaqilu far away. Not long after these people disappeared, the 10,000 Tudenan warriors who had received the secret message from the Raider drove their ferocious' partners' to appear in front of the Kaqilu tribesmen who no longer had any intention to fight.
After a massacre that was more like a war than a war, the name 'Kaqilu' became a fragment that was annihilated in the history of the Hellfire people.
"Chief Turaru, you've caught the Kaqilu headman who escaped with the tribal book of history this time. The Great Raider will definitely put another feather on it for you …" After the battle of conquest that was almost like a child's play, an aborigine warrior with only a circle of bright feathers around his arm rode on the giant millispiders and looked at the solemn chief next to him with a respectful gaze as he said in envy.
"Kamra, in the face of the faith in our hearts, what we should think of is dedication and not demand," Turaru, the first Tudenan warrior who successfully accepted Zhang Lisheng's Gold Core fragment transplant, interrupted his subordinate's words. "Of course, as long as you're devout enough, the Great Raider will naturally generously give you everything you want."
"Yes, Chief Turaru!" Kamra, who was still a teenager, nodded in shame. At this time, an order dispatch warrior riding on a giant spider came up to the two of them and said loudly, "Chief Turaru, Chief Tumu has ordered you to escort the Kaqilu's totem pole back to the tribe."
"This is my honor, order dispatch warrior!" Turaru was stunned for a moment before nodding. "Have you counted the number of surviving Kaqilu captives now?"
"It's said that there are more than 65,000 people, Chief Turaru. This is a fruitful victory!" The order dispatch warrior replied excitedly and commanded his' partner 'to leave in just a blink of an eye.
"Escort the Kaqilu's totem pole back to the tribe! Escort the Kaqilu's totem pole …" After the order dispatch warrior left, Kamra whispered in pleasant surprise, "T-This is really a glory to our ancestors …"
Upon hearing his subordinate's excited whisper that could not be suppressed, an imperceptible smile appeared on Turaru's face. Driving his mount, he slowly walked towards a deep pit dug by hundreds of captive women and children in the middle of the Kaqilu tribal dwelling.
Watching these captives with miserable fates sealing the dead guardian spiritual monster corpses one by one with fine mud, the warrior muttered, "Great Raider, with your existence, Tudenan will definitely become the master of the entire island.
At that time, as long as I'm still alive, I'll definitely sacrifice my life to speak and change the name of the tribe to be called 'Zhang Lisheng' together with this island, so that you can successfully take the step of becoming a real god. "
In the ruins of Kaqilu, among the hundreds of thousands of devout believers of Zhang Lisheng, the first 'fanatic' who would rather subvert the Hellfire tribal tradition in order to support the faith in his heart was finally born.
This matter did not seem to be a big deal, but if it happened in the future, its actual significance would be extraordinary. Unfortunately, the Tudenan's Raider knew nothing about this. He was only thinking about how much hatred and despair he could gain from the aborigines and how much wizard power he could increase in his flesh and blood if he attacked Mokacho together with more than 200 Darkwalkers.
In fact, if it was not for the fact that Zhang Lisheng saw that the Darkwalkers led by the Lord were all wearing black robes that covered their heads and faces, making it difficult for others to distinguish them, he would not have taken the initiative to join the battle to attack Mokacho.
He knew very well that the condition of 26 faith stones that he offered was something that the Lord could not refuse at all. The condition of him joining the battle could be said to be dispensable.
"It's best to be as conspicuous as possible in the battle later, but at the same time, stay away from danger …" The young man looked down at the stream and muttered silently. Without warning, a hoarse voice resonated in his ears. "Your Excellency Dragon Fang, have you rested enough?"
It was the loud shout of the Lord, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the beasts' carcasses arranged in a mysterious order by the stream in the forest.
As his shout resonated, the surrounding beasts' carcasses seemed to have experienced the erosion of hundreds of years in just a few seconds, before turning into flying ashes.
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