Chapter 932 You Actually Still Eat Gods? !

What does the totem god of this New World look like?

Grete meditated next to the red stone for an hour and slept well, but still couldn't figure it out.

So early the next morning, when the Red Stone Witch Festival wanted to send a guide to see them off, Grete rejected the guide, but accepted the token representing a "friend":

As long as there are no detours or delays in the journey, he is willing to walk and see along the way to the west coast. See more, be more knowledgeable, and be more sure if you need to fight when you go to save Brother Lin En.

To the east from the Red Stone Tribe is the White Birch Tribe. The totem god of this tribe is a white birch tree...or, in other words, a white birch forest. They worshiped it, performed rituals for it, peeled its bark, and dug holes in the tree to drink birch sap.

What they are best at is making canoes from birch trees. Every adult man must own a canoe of his own to be eligible to start a family...

Although this tribe is also troubled by infectious diseases, the situation is much better than that of the Red Stone tribe. Grete saw that when they were praying in the birch forest, the leaves of the birch leaves were shaking, and the response was filled with the familiar flavor of the power of nature.

Well, as expected, different totem gods have different essences, so can they induce different powers? Grete carefully savored the magic inspired by the birch tree, and deeply felt that many of the magics of the God of Nature Order might have similar origins.

Well, the difference may be that the Nature God Order worships oak trees, so the nature of the power is a little different? After all, oak trees are thick, strong, and painful to hit...

In Gretel's hand, the oak staff that he had been holding in a pretense suddenly broke out of his hand, jumped up, and banged on his forehead.

"Ouch!"

Grete held his forehead and cried.

Since level 9, this oak staff... this living oak tree has transmitted more and more knowledge to him.

Not only does it have the oak tree from which it was born, but also the inheritance that has been condensed there. Grete suspected that so many oak trees in the inheritance land of Aiolan had packaged relevant content for it, allowing it to find every opportunity to teach its new master at any time.

The problem is that the oak staff is getting worse and worse. If something goes wrong, you can release a few tree roots, support the trunk and jump high to give yourself a try.

It has the shape of a stick, with a hard trunk and rough bark. It will really hurt if you hit someone!

you've changed!

When you were just born, you were green and tender, and you had a little oak stick that fit perfectly in your hand!

Of course, despite crying out in pain, Grete still performed his duties as a doctor very well-removal of diseases, vaccination of cowpox, and popularization of knowledge about infectious diseases.

The White Birch Tribe is larger than the Red Stone Tribe, and there are many more seriously ill patients. Gretel almost used up all his magic, and even Appa came to help.

Silver Moon Deer was covered in sparkling white light. When he walked in slowly, even the seriously ill patient lying on the ground got up with all his strength, and then put his forehead on the ground...

Gretel was really shocked. Then, when he came to the next tribe with the token of "friend" from the White Birch Tribe, he understood instantly.

The next tribe is the reindeer tribe... In addition to growing corn, pumpkins, and beans, they also raise a large herd of deer as a source of meat and fur...

So, do the White Birch tribe think that he brought the reindeer tribe’s sacred deer to help them?

Gretel soon knew that this idea was wrong. The reindeer tribe warmly received them and asked them for help - healers are really invincible during a pandemic.

After Grete used the healing spell, he was invited by the reindeer tribe to participate in their ceremony...

"Go here." The tribal leader and the great witch priest, who was wearing a deerskin robe, wearing at least nine forked antlers, and a long string of white shells hanging on his chest, warmly invited everyone to follow them. Appa pawed nervously, turned his head, and ran away.

In [Detect Magic]'s field of vision, those white shells had almost no light, much worse than the gems and amber next to them.

Considering the distance between this place and the coast, Grete can probably understand that these shells are a rare treasure used to show his wealth and status——

They walked through the woodland with torches and entered a deep valley. At the mouth of the valley, tall tree trunks intersect with each other to form a fence over three people high:

"This is where we raise reindeer." The Great Witch Festival of the reindeer tribe introduced enthusiastically:

"Every winter, we would lay down hay here, and sometimes add some salt, and the reindeer would come over and eat by themselves. Then we would close the door and we would have a herd of deer that could eat until summer."

They kept walking along the mountain wall. At the end, the valley suddenly turned a small corner, and a small pasture appeared. Serila said "Yeah" in surprise:

From the gap in the valley, a warm spring flows out and meanders into the creek. The grassland watered by spring water was actually a little green at this time. On the grass, there was a stag with exceptionally clean fur and a particularly toned body.

"This is the incarnation of our Deer God!" the great wizard said loudly:

"Every year, we select the most beautiful stag from the herd and raise it here alone! The shaman ritual's duty, in addition to taking care of the tribe and predicting future disasters, is to take care of the incarnation of the deer god!"

"We respect it! Worship it! Provide it with the clearest spring water, the freshest weeds, and the sweetest fruits! Give it a bath, comb it, accompany it for walks, and keep it in a happy mood!"

Hmm hmm... Grete nodded slightly with a stiff smile on his face. Those of you who worship the deer god like this...have you ever thought that deer have a natural lifespan?

If you don’t become a sacred deer, no matter how you raise it, it will eventually die one day?

Wait... You said "choose one every year", but what about the deer you raised before? !

"Now, it's time for us to send the reindeer god's incarnation to his heaven!" The great witch priest of the reindeer tribe waved his hand, and several warriors immediately rushed over and carried the stag out.

Return to the tribe's headquarters, knock them down, cut their necks, and bleed...

"Dear Deer God!

Your incarnation has been with us for a whole year, and we have been under your eyes for a whole year! "

Under Grete's shocked eyes, the Grand Witch Priest led two young Witch Priest apprentices, beat the deerskin drums, and sang in unison:

“We follow your teachings!

We tread your path!

We walk as lightly as you through the wilderness, harming neither the woods nor the valleys!

May you look at us and bless us, and may our bodies always have your warm power! "

During the song, the warriors danced around, topless, waving their weapons. The women in the tribe, under the leadership of the older women, peeled the skin, cleaned the internal organs, cut up the venison, and set up a large pot for cooking...

When the singing and dancing ended, the Great Witch took the birch bowl filled with deer blood from the hands of the oldest woman and respectfully presented it to Gretel:

"Dear witches who have come from afar! You have healed our people, and you are our brother. Please join us in receiving the blessings of the Deer God, and let his power be with you forever!"

Gretel's whole body was in bad shape.

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The inspiration for the incarnation of the deer-eating god comes from the first volume of Joan M. Orr's novel "The Orphan", "The Cave Bear Family"

Well, the plot is pretty much the same, but they have cave bears...cave bears.

Cave bear!

Damn it, that kind of prehistoric animal that stood as tall as two people! Every year, we dig out a cave bear den, kill the female cave bear, and then raise the cubs in the tribe, where they eat, live and play together...

Let the little bear cub think he is a member of the tribe...

Then at the tribal meeting (there are dozens of surrounding tribes with cave bears as their totems), the warriors kill the cave bear together and let it return to heaven to meet the God of the Cave Bear...and then kill one of the bear meat. Take a bite...

Even a baby should be given a mouthful of bear broth...

That's a cave bear!