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Chapter 641

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After reading till here, without a doubt, Sheyan relied on his own efforts and deductions. Of course, with a bit of luck, he had pieced together the contents of the nautical manual that Little Lord Fokke tore apart! Sheyan couldn't help but laugh heartily towards the sky! With this' medicine mix ', he was a hundred percent certain that he could accomplish what Little Lord Fokke had accomplished in the past. Moreover, he could do it even more perfectly.

Naturally, there was no need for words, only a single word – strip!

This action caused Mbenga to act mysteriously. Seeing Sheyan stripping naked and directly tearing off his straw skirt, he hastily clutched his lower body and screamed miserably. After clearing up the misunderstanding with great difficulty, the two of them started rubbing ointment all over the place like they were rubbing their backs.

After everything was settled, Sheyan glanced at the time and couldn't help but rush out in a hurry. In the end, when he exited the underground river, he instantly felt dizzy. No wonder those Ndipaya barbarians didn't treat this secret passageway as anything important. With their current technological standards, even if they wanted to treat it as something important, they wouldn't be able to do so.

It turned out that the underground river had indeed seen the light of day here, and it also led to the inner region. However, the cliffs on both sides of the river were so steep that it was as if they had been carved by a knife. The height of the cliffs was at least thirty to forty stories high. Jumping down from above, don't even talk about a mutant, even a Plaga Host BOSS or Plaga Host Emperor, as long as they didn't have wings, would be smashed into meat paste!

Sheyan knew, Bernard Fokke had definitely left behind some sort of backdoor for his descendants. Nevertheless, his brain cells had already perished enough, and he couldn't be bothered to fathom such a method. To him, climbing up this heavenly moat of cliff walls was a crude method. That was to use his' + 7 West 'to forcefully carve out a shortcut for climbing. What more, the cliff walls were filled with vines that he could borrow to climb? To a contestant, this heavenly moat was the path to success!

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A dense fog constantly enveloped this place, making it difficult to differentiate between night and day.

A strange monster wobbled out of the darkness, parting the bushes.

Sheyan was hiding behind a boulder less than 5 metres away. He carefully observed this human-like creature. When this monster started walking, it was on all fours. Its body was constantly contorted in an extremely abnormal manner. Its dark red tongue was longer than an ordinary person, and twice as thick. Two deathly white canine teeth protruded from its lips, and the ends were bifurcated. Its eyes were squinted into slits, and its blood red pupils had shrunk to an extremely small size.

The most striking feature of this fellow was its brain. Its left and right brain seemed to be completely exposed to the air. Its skull seemed to have been removed, and the surface was covered with a layer of membrane. Its thumb and the other four fingers were very separated, and the fingernails at the end of the fingers had been ossified into claws about 10 cm long. Its sexual characteristics were not obvious. On the contrary, its tail cone had evolved to protrude out of the body, and it could shoot bone needles or venom from it.

Sheyan had already probed its name.

Licker Original Form.

However, the rest of the information was labeled as' Unknown '.

Evidently, the strength of this thing was exceedingly terrifying. Sheyan felt like his scalp was about to explode upon seeing it. Even with his mental fortitude and willpower, he had the misconception that he wanted to stand up and flee in haste! To the battle-hardened Sheyan, this wasn't normal at all. Obviously, it possessed an area of effect ability similar to Prince Stalo's; an aura that constantly existed at all times, causing continuous effects to any foes within a certain radius!

This signified that the prowess of these creatures in the hinterlands of the Kijuju Marshland, could very possibly surpass the level of an official Growth-Hunter! According to Sheyan's understanding, possessing such an aura ability was an advancement above the Growth-Hunter realm, the unique symbol of an Awakener! Those with an aura ability weren't necessarily Awakeners, but Awakeners definitely possessed an aura ability!

Hiding in such a place was indeed akin to playing with fire. Under such circumstances, Sheyan couldn't help but ponder. If even he himself was shaken to the core by these freaks, then how did Little Lord Fokke and his gang manage to survive against these dreadful creatures back then?

All of a sudden, the Licker's nostrils flared. Evidently, it was using its sense of smell to search for enemies or traces of food. Then, it suddenly spat out its tongue! As it slowly scouted forward, its tongue was a long and forked red tongue. Its tongue was similar to a snake, and even possessed an infrared ability to detect temperature. At present, Sheyan was inwardly rejoicing that he had already smeared a powerful medicine on his body, concealing his human aura. If not, he definitely wouldn't be able to escape the pursuit of the Licker's extraordinary sense of smell!

All of a sudden, the Licker ferociously leapt towards a nearby pile of rocks. Instantly, the pile of rocks seemed to have been bombarded by a cannonball, as an incomparably intense explosion erupted. A black figure scuttled out from within, releasing a series of 'chi chi chi chi' noises!

However, it was useless. In a flash, the black figure was pressed down to the ground by the Licker. This emaciated Licker bared out two eerily long canine teeth, before biting down forcefully into the body of the mutated rat beneath it. At the same time, it strived to prevent the mutated rat from injuring itself with its bony spikes.

The Licker could feel the warm purplish grey blood of the mutated rat slowly sliding down its throat. Due to prolonged hunger, its shrivelled stomach was stimulated as it started to congeal blood, squirming and secreting large amounts of hydrochloric acid in preparation for the incoming solid organic matter below. Then, the Licker's grim eyes turned greedy.

At this moment, Sheyan realized, at the place where the Licker was previously, 17 to 18 black hairs had appeared. Those hairs had a metallic luster to them, and were actually shot out by the gigantic rat during its frantic final struggle.

The might of a mutated rat was so insane!!

A chill pervaded Sheyan's heart, because he realized with a dull stupor, that if he were to face that mutated rat under normal circumstances, he would most likely be the one fleeing in panic! After staying in this damned place for too long, one would truly feel the miserable sensation of being at the bottom of the food chain!

Sheyan could only try his best to hold his breath. Besides, the medicine he smeared on his body was only effective at 3 metres away. Nevertheless, he believed that if he were to directly stab the Licker, it would definitely not sit idly by. The main effect of the medicine was camouflage and not invisibility. In the eyes of the creatures of the core region of the Kijuju Marshland, creatures smeared with the medicine were like rocks or trees, and definitely wouldn't evaporate into thin air.

Although time was pressing, Sheyan could only patiently wait for the Licker to finish its meal, before stealthily leading Mbenga away. At present, Sheyan had sunk into an awkward predicament. The core region of the Kijuju Marshland was exceedingly vast, and searching for the 'Stairway of the Sun' was akin to searching for a needle in a haystack.

Although he had 'guide' Mbenga by his side, firstly, his brain was definitely not functioning properly. Secondly, judging from the current horrifying environment, Sheyan didn't believe that Mbenga and his pack of 'brave warriors' would be able to charge into this region.

Under the encirclement of those horrifying creatures, Sheyan carefully crept along a little path that appeared to have been abandoned for a long time. The weeds had already grown up to their calves, and extended into the distance through the dense fog. As Sheyan led Mbenga forward, he could sense an indescribable strangeness in the surrounding atmosphere.

The silhouette of a building appeared ahead. Sheyan immediately crouched down and proceeded forward slowly. Instead, as his vision gradually cleared, the astonishment on his face intensified. The architecture before him was a typical Ndipaya architecture. Yet, it was exceptionally withered and dilapidated, as though it hadn't been repaired for several years after being battered by rain and wind.

Sheyan led Mogensha into this village. After a hasty search, he discovered that the Ndipaya tribe had already displayed signs of panic when they evacuated. Sheyan discovered various rooms, including animal hides, pikes, foodstuffs and other useful items. Only those large white pottery jars, which seemed to be used for sacrificial purposes, had been moved away. Furthermore, two jars had been shattered during the process of moving them away. According to Mbenga, those jars were equivalent to ancestral tablets to the Ndipaya tribe! One could tell how hurried they were.

"If that's the case...." Sheyan suddenly sunk into contemplation, as his eyes flickered with a glimmer. Then, he breathed deeply, before earnestly inquiring.

"Mbenga, you should at least remember when was the last time you came in with a tribal chief right?"

Mbenga stood blankly for a brief moment, causing Sheyan to think that he had gone crazy again. In the end, Mbenga suddenly tossed away the pike in his hand, and earnestly started counting his fingers. If his fingers weren't enough, then he started counting his toes …... it seemed like he didn't know how to count, and could only execute the legendary 'organ memory technique'. Finally, he stuttered out.

"Seven fingers came in the dry season, six toes came in the wet season …..."

Fortunately, Sheyan had a better understanding of Mbenga. He immediately understood that Mbenga was implying that after six winters and seven summers, it would be six and a half years. This was very close to Sheyan's previous conjecture.

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I was wrong, and I repent. Today's update was too late, and I won't find excuses. I admit my mistake, and I'll update tomorrow to repay my debt. (To be continued.) 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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