Journey to the Wizarding World

Chapter 461 Harvest Hunting
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another month has passed.

It has been nearly three months since he traveled through the world of war ghosts, Enzo's condition has been recovering, and he has become more and more adapted to the life of the Tatar tribe.

On this day, the Tatar tribe.

"After the last incident of the Blair Gray Wolves, Batur should be considered completely useless." In the wooden house, Enzo had just finished meditating, and the light in his eyes flickered slightly.

It has been a month since the wolves attacked the tribe last time.

The Zhangui tribe advocates force and bravery. Batur's behavior of "pretending to sleep" to escape the battle was cast aside by everyone in the tribe. In addition to being punished with a hundred whips, he was also hung on a wooden stake and exposed to the sun for a whole day. five days.

When he was put down, Batur was already on the verge of death. He had already been whipped and punished, and coupled with the curse of the nightmare mark, he was completely in a trance, and his originally burly body was also thinner.

Enzo shook his head.

A small character like Batur, who is not even a blood warrior, doesn't need to spend too much energy at all. A nightmare mark is enough to make him completely lose the threat.

In this month, apart from the continuous recovery of strength, what really attracted Enzo's attention was another matter.

Mandy Tribe!

The manipulator behind the last wolf pack incident, like a poisonous snake, is always staring at the Tatar tribe, and may attack at any time.

And the shadow crow released by Enzo found the location of the Mandi tribe after the wolf pack incident ended that day, and squatted on a tree day and night, watching the movement of the Mandi tribe.

"Harvest hunting..."

Enzo muttered to himself, his eyes flickering slightly. It was not the first time he had heard this word. In the recent period, no matter the Tatar tribe or the Mandi tribe, the harvest hunting was the most discussed and concerned.

War Ghost World is divided into three seasons a year.

The first season is called the recovery season, which symbolizes that all things come out of the darkness and usher in recovery, and the power of the blood-slaughter god regains control of the world.

At the end of the recovery season, it is the harvest season.

In this season, everything on the earth is thriving. Whether it is insect trees or prey, there will be a bumper harvest. It is the season with the most abundant resources in the world. Possible hunting, and harvesting of food and resources.

Because, when the harvest season ends, it will be the most terrifying black mist season of the year!
The season of black mist, also known as the season of darkness!

In this season, the power of the God of Blood Slaughter will weaken, the God of Calamity and Mist will sweep the earth again, and everything in the world will be shrouded in black mist.

The black mist season lasts for three months. During this period, any tribe must rely on the god-given stone tablet to resist the erosion of the God of Calamity, and no one can leave the territory of the tribe.

Without being able to go out and hunt, food became a problem.

Any war ghost tribe must harvest enough food and resources before the end of the harvest season in order to successfully survive the next black mist season.

Therefore, harvest hunting has become a tradition of every War Ghost tribe!
"Using wolves to attack the Tatar tribe is only the first step of the Mandi tribe. Their real conspiracy should start when the harvest is hunted." Enzo's face showed a trace of thought.

Using the vision of the shadow crow, Enzo always pays attention to the Mandi tribe, so he obtains a lot of information, including the conspiracy of the Mandi people.

The hatred between the Tatar tribe and the Mandi tribe can be traced back almost 100 years ago. They are also small tribes exploited by the Gaosu tribe on the Solu Plain, but there is constant friction between the two.

Over the past 100 years, the Tatar tribe and the Mandi tribe have often fought wars. The two sides have won and lost each other, but no distinction is made. Until 20 years ago, the Tatar tribe in its heyday defeated the Mandi tribe in a war.

For more than ten years since then, the Mandi tribe, which was suppressed by the Tatar tribe, ushered in a miserable life, and even almost exterminated the tribe at one point.

Until three years ago, the Tatar tribe failed to pay enough offerings to the Gaosuo tribe, and was severely injured by the Gaosuo tribe's crusade.

The Mandi tribe finally ushered in hope. In the three years since they were no longer oppressed by the Tatar tribe, the Mandi tribe gave birth to the second red-striped warrior, so they have the capital for revenge!

"If there is no accident, the Mandi tribe should ambush the Tatar tribe head-on during the harvest hunting, and the two red-striped warriors will work together to deal with Drogo."

On the spot, Enzo stroked his chin.

"According to the tradition of the War Ghost tribe, during the harvest hunting period, all the male War Ghost tribes of each tribe will be dispatched, leaving only one-tenth of the tribe's guardians."

"And during the harvest hunting period, no matter what kind of hatred there is between the two tribes, you can't take the opportunity to attack the other's base camp, otherwise you will be regarded as a despicable person and be punished by the Gaosuo tribe!"

"Therefore, the battlefield between the Mandi tribe and the Tatar tribe will only be on the Solu Plain!"

"but……"

Enzo's eyes flickered slightly, and he murmured, "Drogo's arm was injured in order to deal with the gray wolf king last time when the wolves attacked the tribe, and he has not recovered so far. I am afraid that he cannot be the opponent to deal with two red-striped warriors at the same time." .”

Afterwards, Enzo shook his head.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. Anyway, there is me. Although the red-striped warrior is a first-order life form, his mental attribute flaws are too obvious. Even if I don't fully recover my strength, it will not be a problem to deal with the Mandi tribe."

"The only thing worth noting is that you can't expose too much strength, so as not to attract attention..."

After traveling through the world of war ghosts for three months, Enzo's injuries continued to recover, and the magic power in his body gradually increased. He now has the strength of a second-tier wizard, and because he is a conqueror wizard, he has not been suppressed by too many plane rules.

The fighting power of a second-tier wizard, even in the wizarding world, is enough to control a kingdom and establish their own wizard family.

In the indigenous plane of the War Ghost World, the furious warrior of the second-order life body is already the ruler of the entire Solu Plain, but in the eyes of the second-order wizards, they are vulnerable.

……

At the same time, to the west of the Solu Plain.

The Mandi tribe is located in a barren land, on the border of the Solu Plain, backed by the wild forest, and always needs to guard against the invasion of wild beasts inside.

20 years ago, the original Mandi tribe did not exist here. Like the Tatar tribe, they were active in the central area of ​​the Solu Plain, but because they were defeated by the Tatar tribe in the war, they could only be expelled here.

The savage forest, a terrifying place full of wild beasts.

Whenever the black mist season comes and the mist covers the earth, the desolate beasts polluted by the god of calamity will mutate and wreak havoc on everything aggressively.

20 years ago, the Mandi tribe was defeated in the war with the Tatar tribe. The reason why they were not completely exterminated was because the Gaosuo tribe mediated and drove the weak Mandi tribe to the side of the wild forest as a means of resisting wild beasts. barrier.

As for the original territory of the Mandi tribe, it was naturally occupied by the Tatar tribe as the victor and ruled for more than ten years until it was crusade by the Gaosuo tribe and handed over as a tribute.

"Wait, Drogo!"

In the Mandi tribe, the one-eyed leader Orenze stood on the top of a stone building, looking towards the direction of the Tatar tribe, and said in a low voice, "After this year's harvest hunting is over, the Tatar tribe will cease to exist!"

Deng Deng Deng!
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and a man with a body like a bull and arms as thick as a tree trunk came over.

"Uncle Orenze!"

The burly man greeted Orenze with a dull voice.

"There you are, Bart."

A smile appeared on Orenze's face, looking at the burly Bart, he said, "The harvest hunt is about to start, how are you preparing?"

"Everything has been arranged."

Barton nodded, and said in a deep voice, "The warriors of the tribe can't wait to use the blood of the Tatars to wash away their shame. As long as the harvest hunting starts, we can start a war!"

Barton, the red-striped warrior of the Mandi tribe!

Even in the entire Solu Plain, being able to become a red-striped warrior at the age of 16 years old is extremely rare, at least 100 years have never appeared.

It is precisely because of Barton's appearance that the Mandi tribe sees hope. Being able to become a red-striped warrior at 16 years old is enough to prove his potential and has the hope of becoming a furious warrior in the future.

"very good!"

Orenze nodded in satisfaction, and said, "You have to remember, Barton! You are the hope for the rise of the Mandi tribe. In this harvest hunt, we will not only destroy the Tatar tribe, but also send the whole Solu Plain Show our strength!"

"Don't worry, Uncle Orenze!"

A smirk appeared on Barton's face, and he said, "I can't wait to use blood to wash away the shame of the Mandi tribe!"

"20 years ago, Drogo killed my father in the war, and today's harvest hunt is when he paid for it."

As he spoke, there seemed to be flames burning in Barton's eyes.

……

Soon, another three days passed.

Tatar tribe.

The harvest season has come to an end. According to the tradition of the War Ghost Tribe, each tribe will hold a harvest hunt in order to accumulate enough resources to survive the black mist season, and the Tatar tribe is no exception.

"Uncle Drogo, please let me participate in this year's harvest hunting!" Batur begged bitterly at the gate of the tribe.

It has been a month since the attack by the wolves. Because of Batur's performance in the battle, he was whipped and punished. At the same time, he was spurned by other people in the tribe. He spent almost every day in shame.

Therefore, Batur was miserable, and he was extremely eager to change the status quo. However, due to the curse of the nightmare mark, he was still unable to be promoted to the blood warrior, so he could only pin his hopes on harvest hunting.

As long as he captures a wilderness beast during the harvest hunting, Batur can change the way the rest of the tribe see him.

However, just now.

Batur, who was getting ready to go, suddenly received an order from Drogo to stay in the tribe to protect him, and he was not counted among the harvest hunters.

"Execute the order, Batur!"

Drogo looked serious and said, "For this year's harvest hunting, the tribe intends to go to the dangerous area deep in the plain, so every participant must reach the level of a blood warrior!"

"You stay and protect the tribe."

"No! I don't feel reconciled!"

Batur's expression twisted, and he growled, "Harvest hunting is my only chance to wash away my shame, and I must participate."

Drogo frowned slightly.

"Besides, Uncle Drogo, you said that only blood warriors can participate in today's harvest hunt, so why is that scumbag also in the team?" Batur suppressed the anger in his heart, and raised his finger to Enzo in front of him.

"Hmph! You mean Enzo?"

Before Drogo could speak, a voice suddenly sounded, and the sentinel Karu, who had one leg limped, said with a sneer, "The last time the wolves attacked the tribe, Enzo fought bravely and killed two Braar gray wolves by himself. Even if you are not a blood warrior, you are still qualified to participate in the Harvest Hunt!"

"As for you...do I need to say anything else?"

Batur's face turned red instantly, and he looked at Karu with resentment in his eyes, but he couldn't refute him. After all, during the wolf extermination battle a month ago, he did fall asleep from head to toe.

This kind of behavior is regarded as a shame by every male war ghost in the tribe. Even if the most potential male in the tribe fights cowardly, it doesn't make any sense.

"Okay, that's it."

Drogo spoke in a deep voice, cut off Batur's thoughts, and kept one tenth of the males in the tribe.

Afterwards, all men and women in the Tatar tribe gathered together and came to the god-given stone tablet in the center of the tribe. Drogo personally cut the throat of a lamb as a sacrifice to the blood god.

"Great God of Blood Slaughter, please accept the humble offering from the Tatar tribe, bless the tribe with a good harvest and hunt this year, and capture enough prey!"

With a serious expression, Drogo cut his palm with a dagger, drew a pattern with blood on the open space in front of the god-given stone tablet, and threw the struggling lamb into it.

In front of the god-given stele, all the Tatar tribes lowered their heads, the male clenched his fist and hammered his chest, while the female knelt on the ground humbly.

"A sacrificial ceremony?" Enzo's eyes flickered.

According to the tradition of the Warghost Tribe, before and after each harvest hunt, sacrifices to the God of Blood Slaughter are required. Tatar is only a small tribe, so the sacrifice before the harvest hunt is relatively simple, just killing a lamb as a sacrifice.

If it is the Gaosuo tribe, the sacrifice before the harvest hunting is not only a lamb, but at least a few women from the tribe must be selected as tributes to the blood god.

And when the harvest hunting is over, the Tatar tribe will conduct a more grand sacrifice, praying for the protection of the blood-slaughter god, so that the tribe can pass through the black mist season smoothly.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Enzo's eyes flashed.

As the sacrifice began, the lamb with its throat cut stopped struggling in the altar, and a special energy suddenly spread out from the god-given stone tablet, throwing itself into the body of every male war ghost like a thread.

Immediately, in the Tatar tribe, all the male war ghosts showed excited expressions on their faces, as if their whole bodies were extremely comfortable.

(End of this chapter)