Chapter 938 The Battle Between Two Gods on the Plateau

The tense atmosphere slowly faded away.

Gretel really couldn't do anything to let Apa step on the old man who stood in front of him with his bare hands and didn't defend or attack.

Of course, the encirclement has also dispersed, so he doesn’t have to step on it directly and is willing to talk nicely:

"I am anxious to save my friend. - He is trapped in the western part of the continent, and his situation is unknown. If we delay for one day, it may be too late to save people."

"You really can't delay rescuing people." Old Witch Ji nodded sincerely. His expression was sincere, with "I understand your difficulties and I am willing to help you" written all over his face. He was exactly the same as the old director in Grete's previous life when he talked to the patients' families:

"Dear guest, can you tell me where the friend you want to save is currently? Maybe we can provide some information, such as who are the main local forces, what powerful gods there are, and what are the more dangerous places..."

"Are you willing to say it now?"

Beside Grete, Mr. Valensimo said coldly. Yesterday Grete was busy rescuing people, so he used the name of team negotiator to go around chatting with people and asking for information. The distribution of tribes, the geography of mountains and rivers, news about strong men...

As a result, I kept asking him questions, either arguing with him or giving him a bunch of inexplicable and contradictory gossip. After struggling all night, there is basically no useful information.

It was a disgrace to his bard career.

Regarding Valensimo's questioning, the old witch priest smiled and didn't take it seriously, with a somewhat resigned attitude. He nodded to the other party, turned to Gretel again, and smiled slightly:

"Our Dandelion tribe is not good at fighting, and we only have a little ability to inquire for information. Our tribe members are like dandelions floating on the earth, walking everywhere and asking everywhere. This distinguished guest..."

He turned his face sideways and his eyes paused on Valensimo's face:

"It's been a year or two since you left here, right? We have the fastest news about major events that have happened recently. As for the news about powerful people, there are so many great wizards and warriors, so their estimates are more accurate."

Mr. Valencimo became sullen and silent. Gretel patted Apa and simply jumped off the deer’s back:

"Then please ask first, has anyone seen this friend of mine? When was the last time they saw him? Where was he?"

He raised his hand slightly, and the silent phantom appeared quietly, outlining the images of Lynn and Mr. Trocca. The old witch frowned for a while, shook his head, and called the people around him to take a look. A group of clan leaders looked at each other one by one, and everyone shook their heads:

"never seen it."

"never seen it."

"Such a thin man with a black cat, if I ever see him, I will definitely remember him."

"No traveler like this has passed through our tribe——"

Grete sighed in despair. Brother Linn, you are so good at hiding. You traveled all the way without visiting any tribe. Or maybe, if you didn’t take this road, the widest river is still further to the west?

"Then please tell me first, what are the big tribes going west and south from here? What is their current situation?"

The old wizard's expression relaxed, and the wrinkles on his face relaxed. He used his cane forcefully, inserted the end of the cane deeply into the ice and snow, and then lifted it up with all his strength. With a bang, the ice and snow where the cane landed exploded, revealing the black earth underneath.

Then, he stretched out his other hand from his robe and flicked it down quickly. After murmuring a few words in a low voice, a small green bud sprouted from the ground. It quickly stretched its stems and leaves, and bloomed into densely packed small yellow flowers, dotted with some white pom-poms.

These hairy dandelions are sparsely or densely distributed on the ground. At a glance, the rough shape of the continent is outlined, with mountains, rivers and rivers undulating and looming.

This is the natural priest's method... No, his ability to sow seeds into a plan is much better than him!

Gretel took a breath and stared at the old witch. The old wizard stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"The place where we are currently is the settlement of the Kestrel tribe, and this gathering was also convened by them." He touched the flower bed slightly, and a small piece of yellow flower grew rapidly and turned into a white pom-pom:

"Next to the Kestrel Tribe, across the river, is the Bison Tribe. They have the largest population, occupy the largest territory, and are also the most severely affected by this disaster..."

"Further west is the Black Panther tribe. They have the most brave warriors. In the past few years, they fought against the invaders from the south and pulled out thousands of people in one go. This time they have the most determined attitude in resisting the disease devil... "

"Further west, across two rivers, there is the territory of the Stone Crocodile Tribe... They have always been hostile to the Black Panther Tribe, and they often fight... The Stone Crocodile Tribe is protected by the God of Black Marsh, and the God of Black Marsh , said to be a subordinate of the plague devil..."

The dandelions under my feet are blooming one by one. The round, snow-white pompons are constantly blown up by the cold wind, and fall to the distance. They take root and then bloom.

A piece of yellow flower is a tribe, and a piece of defeated pompom is the famous dangerous land and powerful monsters around these tribes.

Gretel concentrated on his memory. Mr. Valensimo took out a notebook from nowhere and started writing and drawing quickly. Remembering it, he suddenly asked:

"Is the plague devil legendary or real? Have any of you seen him? What does he look like? How strong is he?"

"Of course it's real!" Old Witch Ji raised his head in surprise, with an expression on his face like "Why don't you even believe this?" After calming down, he waved his hand again, and a piece of dandelion fluff rolled up on the spot, condensing into a rough human shape in the air:

"The plague devil has two forms. One is a tall man with a swollen body. He floats in rivers and swamps, dripping with miserable green liquid and exploding at any time. Anyone who sees him will collapse. He couldn't stand the ground and died of vomiting and diarrhea..."

Sounds like a carrion taking on a giant view. Gretel complained silently.

"The other is a thin girl. She walks in the air without touching the ground. The flies are the hem of her skirt, the mosquitoes are her streamers, and the miasma is her makeup. Wherever she goes, there are people there. Ignite high fever on their bodies, causing them to die in a coma..."

Well, this sounds like a collection of various typhoid fever, malaria, yellow fever, and various infectious diseases... It's not unreasonable, but this kind of "feeling" and "understanding" can really be concrete. Is anyone coming?

"Have you seen it?!"

"Saw it! We even fought her!"

A booming voice answered. Grete turned around and saw a chief striding over. The man was tall and strong, and the huge horns on his head made him taller. He looked almost as tall as Bernard:

"The Plague Girl is so difficult to fight! She sweeps among us like a black wind. As long as she touches a little bit, people will immediately fester, turn black, have high fever, and die quickly... Only the strongest warriors can withstand it. Live with this influence!”

"There is another way, which is to use fire." Another great wizard stood up. Gretel seemed to remember whether he belonged to the mangrove tribe or the redwood tribe... He rolled up his sleeves bitterly and showed a large scar to everyone:

"Use fire, continuous fire, to block the direction of the plague girl. Give the warriors the blessing of fire, so that they can charge with flames on their bodies - this scar on my body was burned while fighting her..."

It sounds like the Necromantic [Plague Spell]. So many people have seen it, and so many people have faced it head-on. So, is there really such an existence, a totem god walking in the world?

She can practice the disease technique to the point where she can carry it with her at any time and become infected if she touches it. Her level is very high... A strong person above level 15? Level 18? It won’t be legendary anymore, right?

Grete's face became more and more serious. He dispersed Linn's image and summoned another light and shadow on the ground - the kestrel tribe, the buffalo tribe, the black panther tribe, the stone crocodile tribe...

Piece by piece, each is outlined in a different color. Then, he drew the meandering river and the bulging plateau:

"My friend previously walked along the great river called the Great River, which is so wide that one cannot see the other side at a glance, all the way to the seaside. After arriving at the seaside, he continued westward, climbed to the plateau, and then The plateau has been lost.”

A bright silver line extends from the east coast to the river, turns to the southern mouth, and then turns to the west:

"So, what powerful tribes are there on the plateau? What gods are there that we need to pay attention to?"

For a moment, all the great wizards around Gretel fell silent. The sound of heavy breathing came and went, as if a dark cloud suddenly appeared above everyone's heads, and there was a rumble of thunder in it.

"There are very powerful gods on the plateau." After a long while, the great wizard of the Dandelion tribe coughed and said solemnly:

"That is the kingdom ruled by the Eagle God and the Snake God... Some of our tribesmen have been there in the early years. They said that the warriors there can throw spears with golden light in their hands. They are the people closest to the sun. …”

"In the kingdom, the priests known as the 'Snake Women' have long hair that can turn into venomous snakes at any time. They are the people closest to the earth and are also the representatives of death. They and the eagle warriors rule the kingdom side by side..."

"The area they rule is a sacred land that even the plague girls dare not invade..."

If the plague girl is really the manifested totem god, then the eagle god and snake god who are stronger than them will be even more troublesome. Grete frowned tightly, and before he could continue asking, he heard the second piece of bad news:

"Recently, the Plague Girl seems to have gotten an opportunity to be promoted from the devil to the God of Plague. Therefore, she is frantically causing death among us in order to gather enough power to annex the Eagle Country and obtain the Eagle. The Godhead of God.”

"Dear guest, if you want to go to the Eagle Kingdom now, you will have to pass through the battle line between the gods. This is really too dangerous... Why don't you stop for a while and let us send our tribesmen to inquire for you? Any news?"

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