Chapter 931 Red Stone Totem and the Totem God From Afar

No, there is still a difference between worshiping the big banyan tree in the previous life and worshiping the red stone here. Gray regained his composure and finally reacted:

In the previous life, no matter how much you burned incense or kowtowed, there would be no response. At most, the bark of the big banyan tree would be blackened by smoke, and the particularly unlucky ones would be burned. And here... in this world, faith and worship will bring real power.

So, after being worshiped and enshrined by the Red Stone tribe for so many years, this huge red stone... really has power? Can you answer the prayers of the indigenous people? Can give some...

Does it look like something magical?

Gretel belatedly activated the [Detection Magic] that was always in his body. For a moment, the vision of meditation shone brightly, and the red stone, which was as tall as two people, shone brightly in his eyes:

Hmm... quite strong, but not too strong...

Corresponding to magic items and monsters, maybe at level 9 to 10?

Gretel silently thought that if it were a moving monster, it would be able to protect the tribe, but a stone?

What can a stone do?

What magic can you give feedback on?

Even if this thing jumps up and fights him, it may not be able to defeat him - no, if a stone jumps up and fights him, it is in Fantianyin mode, and it is pressed directly down, right?

He turned his attention to the red stone witch priest. In the sound of singing, the sound of beating leather drums, and the sound of clapping hands and stamping feet, tiny spots of light spread around.

Judging from the strength of the detection magic feedback, this magic is still less than Level 2 even if it lasts to death, but it is released in a wider range and covers more people.

Judging from the type of spell, it seems that it is not entirely a healing spell. Gretel pricked up his ears and listened. He secretly attached an electrocardiogram spell to a native without revealing the light curtain——

The data received by the meditation core told him that the heart rate of the patient lying on the ground had increased. Moreover, judging from the waveform, the intensity has also been strengthened.

"It also adds defense." Cerela said softly in the spiritual connection, her voice was a little incredible:

"What's the use of defense at this time? - Is it because this thing is a big rock, so it only knows how to defend it?"

Even when she first learned the spell, she would not mix the healing spell with the feather falling spell and throw them out at the same time!

Grete almost laughed. This totem spirit, which was naturally generated through years of prayer and worship, probably doesn't have Serela's IQ. Maybe, it was just this thing that inspired it.

But well, smallpox first damages the epidermis and mucous membranes. As long as these two can survive, the probability of subsequent bacterial infection is small. From this perspective, the divine magic inspired by the Red Stone Witch Sacrifice...divine-like magic cannot be miscalculated?

The crazy singing and dancing lasted for about half an hour before gradually stopping. The red stone witch priest was sweating profusely, and the paint on his face was washed away in streaks. He panted and came over to thank:

"Thank you, the powerful shaman who came from afar. My ability is limited and I can only do this. If it weren't for you, we would have lost dozens of our compatriots."

Ah, I guess you will lose dozens of compatriots. Gretel complained silently:

Just because of the living conditions of your tribe with an average living area of ​​3 square meters per person, the way healthy people take care of infectious patients, and the employment of these furs that are unlikely to be replaced, smallpox will no longer spread, and I will take your surname.

——By the way, do these natives have surnames?

Forget it, let's do something good. Grete patted the space bag with a smile and took out a tube of cowpox:

"Do you want everyone in your tribe to be free from this disease? I have a way..."

While speaking the lotus flower, he quietly opened [Charming Humans]. Go around, go around, work hard, and you must convince this great wizard! It’s okay if you can’t see it, but if you see it but don’t reach out, you can’t bear it...

After much persuasion and spells, the entire tribe was finally inoculated with cowpox. Grete breathed a huge sigh of relief, and when the Great Witch Festival warmly invited him to stay the night, he tried his best to shirk:

"I have a place to live! I have a tent! I brought it with me! I won't disturb your tribe to take care of the patients! By the way, during this period, it's best not to go to other tribes or let outsiders in, otherwise the terrible devil will I will continue to fly into the distance..."

After much talking, I was able to camp outside the Red Stone Tribe. When others entered the mage's hut, Grete hugged Mr. Trocca, quietly climbed onto the red stone, and lay down on his back:

Slowly gather your mind, fall into meditation, and try to communicate with this red stone.

Hey, how long have you been here?

How many people are around?

What are your abilities?

Have you seen...this black cat in my arms?

Unfortunately, after communicating for a long time, I didn’t get much feedback. In the meditation environment, the big stone reflected in it is a mess of disorderly lines, shrouded in blurry light spots undergoing Brownian motion.

Poke it, move it, poke it in the other direction, move it in the other direction...

The overall consciousness cannot be said to be absent, it is not much better than that of a paramecium.

Grete communicated for a long time, then opened his eyes and sat up from the top of the red stone. How come this Totem God, let's call him Totem God, is still such a piece of shit when he has already reached level 9 or 10?

If he is cruel, he will cut the stone into pieces and dig out the core!

No wonder Tapros suggested that he "go to the New World for a good walk" and see those primitive gods and primitive beliefs. Those gods may be a big tree, a stone, a beast...

This kind of thing, the weaker one is probably at the level he saw; the stronger one, how powerful will it be?

Gretel couldn't help but look to the far west: How powerful a totem beast or totem god could he encounter along the way? Level 13? Level 15? Level 18? Or legendary level or demigod level?

There must be some. In order to cope with the Year without Summer, the teacher killed a demigod-level totem god, and also killed a group of wild beasts; he just didn't know if he could touch it.

With such a totem god, how powerful can their priests be able to unleash their magic?

If they take action on their own - some of them are probably capable of taking action, such as protecting the sacred beasts of a large tribe - how strong can they be?

Brother Linn... what kind of tribe is he trapped in now? Did a high-level totem god take action to trap him?

Mr. Trocca...will tear off part of Mr. Trocca's "existence". Could it be that he is such a high-level god?

"The plague girl is approaching." In the stone palace on the plateau, the high priest wearing a high obsidian crown held a long staff and his eyes were dark:

"It is eroding my lord's territory. We need to do something to strengthen my lord's power - Nilda!"

The golden priestess stepped out and bowed her head.

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