At this moment, when Sheyan stood up to offer a toast, he suddenly caught sight of an object, and his gaze tightened.
That object was a wooden stick roughly the thickness of a bowl, vertically inserted into the ground. The wooden stick was roughly 3-4 metres long, and its surface was sparkling with sparkling radiance; as though it was smeared with a layer of resin, or as though it had been caressed by many people over the years.
Vertically erected wooden sticks were relatively common in the Omaticaya clan. Instead, the object inserted into the wooden stick was relatively rare, and could even be said to be one of a kind in the entire clan!
That object was a skull. Although it appeared shrivelled and shrivelled, its bulk was still as massive as an adult, looking malevolent and malevolent. Even though it had probably undergone an antiseptic treatment and was thoroughly dried by the wind, those yellow red warning stripes were still incomparably distinct, as though on the verge of bursting out!
This object was extremely familiar to Sheyan. At present, there was a ready-made one in the party's interspatial storage, and it was indeed the skull of the Great Leonopteryx! Within the Omaticaya clan, the area beneath the Great Leonopteryx skull of the Great Leonopteryx was akin to an emperor's throne. Seated beneath was the Omaticaya clan's patriarch, Entukan, and Shaman Mo`at. None of the rest dared to encroach upon that forbidden land.
Witnessing this scene, Sheyan's heart stirred, but he didn't immediately inquire. Instead, he continued passionately urging them to drink. After a short while, several clansmen carried in several peacock deer for barbecue. The group of clansmen gobbled down large chunks of meat and wine, enjoying themselves immensely. When the banquet reached its climax, several unmarried Na'vi males and females started to dance; the atmosphere was incomparably lively.
At this moment, Sheyan then walked over to Shaman Mo`at to propose a toast. Observing her rather good mood, he then proceeded to instruct Jinkuang to inquire about the Great Leonopteryx skull of the Great Leonopteryx.
Mentioning that object, Mo`at's mood soared. As it turns out, her grandfather was an incomparably glorious Toruk Matto (Phantom Knight), and was the hidden leader of the Na'vi of planet Pandora. After her grandfather's Toruk (Great Leonopteryx) died of old age, they were extremely honored to cut off its head. After processing it, it was used as a totem to protect the entire Omaticaya clan. (Although it sounds very bloody, it was similar to the Egyptian mummies) It was a great honor. Hence, Moya was given the nickname of 'Dragon's Daughter'.
After pondering for a while, Sheyan finally asked a question.
"Then … I once heard of a matter in the tribe of the Headless Head. When they were excavating underground resources, they unearthed a stone coffin. Inside the stone coffin was the remains of the Great Leonopteryx. The strange thing was that this stone coffin was buried under the road. Every day, it would be trampled by many pairs of feet. Such a strange matter is really puzzling."
Moya said with a solemn expression.
"Using a sarcophagus to bury the head of the Toruk (Na 'vi language: Final Shadow) is to express respect for this enormous and sacred creature. Burying it beneath the road is to trample on the dignity and glory of the tribe it once protected!"
"In the entire history of the Na'vi, there were only a total of 6 Toruk Matto that were tamed. The situation you mentioned, could only have happened to the extinct Illinois tribe. After annexing them, the Kiwatakin tribe treated the Illinois tribe's Toruk in such a manner. If we don't strengthen our defenses and get annexed by other tribes, they will treat our Toruk Matto's skull the same way! "
Listening till here, Sheyan finally understood the peculiar origin of that stone coffin. Following that, he couldn't help but inquire.
"Sounds like the Toruk Matto's skull is extremely important to the Na'vi?"
Moya proudly replied.
"Of course, it can protect our warriors from being harmed by wild beasts during hunting. It can ensure the safe birth of our children. It can cause our enemy's army to suffer misfortune during battle. Only the Na'vi tribe that obtains the protection of the Toruk totem, can better communicate with Mother Nature Eywa."
"Woah!" Sheyan sighed in admiration. "Sounds great, it's almost omnipotent. Then why did the Kiwatakin tribe bury the Toruk skull totem?"
Moya earnestly replied.
"They have sunk into the evil of blood and slaughter, and have already started to corrupt. Therefore, their tribe doesn't possess the ability to obtain the recognition of the Toruk totem."
At present, Sheyan finally understood the reason why Lille had brazenly turned hostile that day. It was because the Toruk Skull Totem was so important. Naturally, after entering this world, many contestants would naturally choose to assist the RDA. But at least half of them would choose to fight alongside the Na'vi tribe! Once a cooperative relationship (friendly) was established with any Na'vi tribe, there was a high possibility that everyone would receive a high level mission related to the Toruk Skull Totem!
In this world, the easiest Toruk Skull Totem to find, was undoubtedly the one in front of Sheyan's eyes (not in his personal storage) belonging to the Omaticaya clan. But to obtain it, that undoubtedly meant becoming enemies with the entire Omaticaya clan! If this Na'vi tribe was so easy to deal with, then what was the point of the main character? Wouldn't the original movie plot be tampered into a complete mess?
According to Sheyan's estimation, Tsu'tey's personal prowess when compared to the Lord of the Rings world's orc leader, Lurtz, was still on the same level. Moreover, the High Priestess of the dragon clan's daughter, Moya's supportive capabilities would probably cause one to gasp in amazement. Therefore, he could further deduce that the value of this Great Leonopteryx skull totem in his hands, was probably beyond his previous estimation … ….
Since Sheyan discovered that Jinkuang's charm was still able to influence the Na'vi people, then he naturally struck while the iron was hot and asked another question.
"Noble daughter of the dragon clan, I still have a personal question to consult you. If you can tell me the truth, then I will be extremely grateful to you."
High Priestess Moya nodded.
"Mother Nature Eywa wishes for me to aid all living beings. Ask away."
Sheyan continued.
"I have a friend. Because his mother is gravely ill and requires a lot of money to treat her illness, he came here and took the initiative to undertake the job of exploring this unknown region. However, two months ago, he went missing. Before he went missing, the message he sent back to us was' Cherokee '… … I wonder if the noble daughter of the dragon race has heard of him?"
Once the words' Cherokee 'were uttered, the Na'vi people who were in the midst of revelry instantly quietened down. Simultaneously, they turned to stare at Sheyan. Cold sweat trickled down Sheyan's back. After a while, Moya opened her mouth and spoke.
"Outsider, in our place, we forbid you from mentioning this evil name … ….. Observe a moment of silence for your friend. Since he is related to Cherokee, then he has most likely returned to Eywa's embrace."
Sheyan earnestly replied.
"But I have no way of using your words to explain to his mother!"
Moya stared fixedly at the bonfire for a while. Then, she suddenly stood up and turned towards the top of the Hometree. Observing her figure disappearing into the darkness, Sheyan had an impulse to chase after her. But ultimately, it was only a thought. If he put it into action, then the biggest possibility would be being tossed out by the Na'vi people.
Following Moya's departure, the fervent bonfire party abruptly came to a halt. The entire clan once again regained its tranquility like water. Sheyan and the rest were escorted away by 5 Direhorse mounted warriors. It seemed like they were escorting them back to Hell's Gate. Amongst them was shockingly Tsu'tey.
Sheyan glanced at Tsu'tey, feeling that this hot-blooded young lad should be easier to deal with than that wily old fox Moya. After leaving the Omaticaya clan's Hometree, Sheyan gestured towards Jinkuang with his lips. Jinkuang instantly understood tacitly, as he sullenly asked.
"Tsu'tey, my friend. If I'm unfortunate enough to die, can you water me in front of the Tree of Souls?"
Riding on his horse, Tsu'tey immediately asked in astonishment.
"Why would you suddenly mention death?"
Sheyan then interjected.
"Our friend disappeared for no reason, of course we have to search for him."
Tsu'tey's face exposed an impatient expression.
"Your friend must be dead. Didn't Moya just say so? "
Jinkuang earnestly replied.
"If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his corpse!"
Tsu'tey was stunned for a moment, probably trying to comprehend the meaning behind those words. Following that, he heaved a long sigh emotionally.
"You outsiders … … .still have feelings. Forget it, even if Moya punishes me, I'll still tell you the truth."
As he spoke, he dismounted his horse and sat on a nearby boulder. After contemplating for a while, he finally spoke out.
"Not all Na'vi people possess a tolerant and forgiving heart. There are a portion of Na'vi people who believe in violence and lust. Their views are incompatible with ours, just like light and darkness, water and fire are irreconcilable. They would even treat other Na'vi people as prey when they are starving. Hence, we usually call ourselves the children of nature, and label them as lust. "
"As for Cherokee, he is the chieftain of a large lust clan! That clan is known as the Mosake clan. They have always been known for their brutality and bloodthirstiness. It's said that a long time ago, a calamity occurred, causing food to be scarce. Moya's elder brother was then captured and eaten by Cherokee. Hence, upon hearing that name, Moya would feel extremely sorrowful. Yet once he waged war for revenge, who knows how many members of the Omaticaya clan would perish. Hence, Moya could only bury this hatred deep in his heart. " If you like this work, I welcome you to donate your recommendation votes or monthly votes to me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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