How to be Godzilla

Chapter 19 The Response of the Skool Tribe

In the middle of Misty Island, the base camp of the Skool Tribe.

It was a huge tribe sitting in the jungle, or rather a huge classical city in the jungle.

Skool's base camp is not full of simple wooden houses or tents as ordinary people imagine, but tall stone houses can be seen everywhere.

If you take a closer look, you will find that the styles of these houses are somewhat old, and many of them are full of dust and cracks.

Obviously, the city in front of him was rebuilt on the basis of some huge ruins or city ruins.

And the name of this city is 'Barton'.

Not only that, but in the very center of the city, a huge statue of the eclipse wolf Skur stands here.

The huge 50-meter-high statue of the eclipse wolf, Skul, seems to dominate the entire city, overlooking every corner of the city.

It's hard to imagine that an urban civilization like 'Balton' can exist in a civilization desert like Misty Island.

Not only that, but in this city full of ancient Greek styles, apart from the Skool werewolves that can be seen everywhere, you can also see some other humanoid creatures from time to time.

It's just that unlike werewolves wearing animal skins or fur clothes, these humanoid creatures are not in good condition.

Most of them were skinny, or covered in scars, and wore collars of shame around their necks.

Whenever a Skool werewolf passed by, they would involuntarily show fear on their faces.

Because they were all slaves captured by the werewolves of Skool, they belonged to the lowest existence in the city.

If there were werewolves who thought they were not pleasing to the eye and killed them, no one would stand up for them.

As for the whole issue of whether slaves have human rights, there has never been any so-called human rights on this foggy island where the strong eat the jungle and the survival of the fittest.

Weakness is the greatest original sin.

"Go away, go away!"

Accompanied by a burst of irritable voices and panicked footsteps, a group of fleeing werewolves suddenly appeared at the gate of 'Barton'.

Each of these werewolves showed fear on their faces, their eyes dimmed, as if they had just experienced something horrible.

After they rushed into the city gate, they sat down on the ground one by one and began to pant heavily.

The look of relief made anyone with a discerning eye know that they were grateful for their narrow escape.

Seeing this, a werewolf with snow-white hair in leather armor frowned slightly and walked towards them.

"You should be under the white wolf Oli and the gray-robed priest Barit, who can tell me about the two of them and why you are the only ones back?"

Hearing the white wolf's inquiry, among the werewolves who had escaped, a black-haired werewolf stood up and said with lingering fear: "They, they...they were all killed by the patron saint of the Altu tribe. Just ran back."

As soon as the words came out, the white wolf Scull Erro was stunned, and then he said angrily: "Are you kidding, there is no patron saint in Artur!"

Seeing the anger on Erro's face, the black-haired werewolf said anxiously: "My lord, there really is. The patron saint of the Altu tribe really appeared, and we all saw him with our own eyes."

As if some bad memories were brought back, the black-haired werewolf suddenly showed a fearful expression.

Erro looked at him, as if trying to judge the truth of what he said.

But when he found that the fleeing werewolves had the same fear and shock on their faces, he believed most of their words in his heart.

'The patron saint of the Altu tribe really appeared? '

Although he didn't want to believe it, Erro couldn't help but have such thoughts in his heart.

Thinking of this, Erro grabbed the black-haired werewolf with one hand and said, "You and I go to see the priests, and the others wait here for me. If you let me know that you are lying, I will send you Your teeth have been pulled out one by one, understand!"

"Ming, I understand." The werewolves replied in unison.

Erro led the black-haired werewolf all the way towards the temple in the city.

The temple is located under the statue of the Eclipse Wolf, and it is the most magnificent and tallest building in the whole city except for this statue.

When Elro brought the black-haired werewolf to the gate of the temple, two temple warriors in armor stopped them.

Erro looked at the two temple warriors who blocked him, without anger on his face.

Instead, he said to the two temple warriors: "I am Elro the White Wolf, please tell the priests of the temple that Erro has something important to tell them."

The two temple warriors nodded after listening.

Then a temple warrior turned around and walked into the temple behind him.

Not long after, the temple warrior came out of the temple again and said to Erro: "Go in, the black-robed priest Clyde and other gray-robed priests are waiting for you inside."

Erro nodded, grabbed the black-haired werewolf behind him, and walked into the temple.

The interior space of the temple is very large, and the overall architectural style is composed of black. Even the material used to build the temple is an unknown black stone.

Walking in such a temple, even a person like Erro will inevitably feel a little depressed.

'I really don't like coming here. '

Erro suppressed the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, and came all the way to an altar in the temple.

The entire temple is divided into three altars: large, medium and small.

The high altar is the exclusive place for the high priest of the temple. Generally, only when the tribe holds a large-scale priestly activity, will they be allowed to go there. Normally, no one can set foot there.

The middle altar is where the black-robed priests live, and the small altar is where the gray-robed werewolves live.

The entire temple is strictly hierarchical and disciplined, and Yan Ran is a mature organization.

And where Erro is going now is the small altar of the temple.

When he pushed open the door outside the small altar room, he saw rows of priests in gray robes sitting on tall works.

And in the deepest part of the small altar, a black-robed werewolf priest was sitting on the head seat, looking down at him.

That werewolf was none other than the black-robed priest Skur Clyde who summoned him.

It is said to be an altar, but it is more like a huge circular Colosseum. In the middle of the square is an altar and a huge open space, surrounded by circular high walls and seats.

Such a layout can easily make people standing in the altar fearful of those sitting on both sides.

Facing such a huge battle, even the noble white wolf Erro could not help but feel a little weak.

After all, any person sitting on the high wall at the moment would have a similar status to him, so how could he not be nervous.

However, Erro calmed down quickly, grabbed the black-haired werewolf who was frightened by the scene in front of him, and walked all the way to the center of the altar.

"Erro, what do you want from us?"

Seeing Erro coming to the altar below, the black-robed werewolf Clyde asked.

His voice is not heavy, but it has an indescribable majesty, which makes people feel inexplicably afraid.

"Reporting to the black-robed priest, Lord Clyde, I just got the news that the patron saint of the Altu tribe has appeared."

"what!"

All of a sudden, thousands of waves were stirred up, and the originally quiet square suddenly became noisy.

It's as if Erro said something that shocked them very much.

"impossible!"

A gray-robed priest stood up in panic.

He wasn't the only one who panicked, many gray-robed priests around him also stood up.

"Quiet!"

Seeing the gray-robed priests who were in chaos because of the news, the black-robed priest Clyde scolded with displeasure on his face.

Hearing Clyde's words, the gray-robed werewolves all became quiet, and all looked at Clyde who was sitting on the first seat.

Clyde took off the black hood that was on his head, picked up the skeleton cane that was placed next to him, walked slowly to the front of the stage, looked at Erro below, and said seriously: "Erro, this news Is it reliable? Where did you know it from?"

The black-haired werewolf next to Errol threw it out, looked up and said, "Priest Clyde, I also just got this news. As for the source of this news, it is the black-haired werewolf in front of me."

Where has the black-haired werewolf seen such a formation, he hurriedly knelt on the ground in fear, and said to Clyde above his head: "Priest Clyde, what I said is true, not only did I see Artur's patron saint , those clansmen who went to Altu Canyon also saw it.”

Clyde was silent, as if digesting the huge information in this sentence.

Seeing Clyde's silence, the gray-robed priests beside him didn't dare to speak, they were all silently waiting for Clyde's response.

After being silent for an unknown amount of time, Clyde slammed the skeleton stick in his hand on the ground, making a loud noise.

"absurd!"

Clyde showed anger on his face, as if he didn't believe the words of the black-haired werewolf.

"Come here, drag this coward who is full of lies out, and hang him on the wall of the temple!"

After Clyde waved his hand, several temple warriors who saw this immediately walked into the square.

Regardless of the black-haired werewolf's begging for mercy, they dragged the black-haired werewolf out.

Erro watched all this with cold eyes, and did not stop him.

After all, he was just a black-haired werewolf with ordinary blood, and he hadn't reached the point of defending him.

"Erro, you come with me."

After dealing with the black-haired werewolf, Clyde on the high platform called the white wolf Erro and walked out of the altar.

Hearing this, Erro walked up the high wall from the side stairs and followed Clyde.

The two came one after the other, and came to a small room similar to a conference room after a while.

And in this small room, ten black-robed priests, including Clyde, were seated at some point.

You must know that there are only twelve black-robed priests in the entire temple.

Except for the two black-robed priests who have been with the high priest all year round, the rest of the black-robed priests have appeared here.

Erro knew immediately that there was something important to tell him.

"Erro, do you believe what the clansman said just now?"

After finding a place to sit down, Clyde asked Erro in a deep voice.

Erro thought for a while and said, "I don't think he has the guts to lie in the temple."

Clyde didn't object, he nodded and said, "Yes, he didn't lie."

After getting Clyde's affirmative answer, Erro couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

Seemingly seeing the confusion in Erro's heart, Clyde said, "Actually, the few of us have known about the appearance of the patron saint of Altu."

The nine black-robed priests next to him did not object, obviously it was what Clyde said.

Erro's pupils shrank, he didn't expect things to turn out like this.

Since the priests knew about the appearance of the patron saint of Altu, why did they drag out the honest black-haired werewolf and kill them when they were outside?

Seeing Erro's frowning, one of the white wolf and black robe priests smiled and said, "Erro, some things are not as good as the more people know about them, sometimes we need to hide some information properly."

After hearing this, Erro still couldn't help asking: "But what good will it do the clansmen to conceal this matter?"

Clyde replied: "The advantage is that the clansmen won't do stupid things out of fear."

The so-called stupid thing is to prevent people from continuing to fight against the people of the Altu tribe after they know that the patron saint of Altu has appeared.

You know, the city they are currently in, Barton, used to belong to the Artur tribe.

It's just that with the decline of the Altu tribe, the city they were in was gradually occupied by other tribes, and finally reduced to the point where they hid in the Guardian God Canyon.

The Altu tribe used to be one of the three major factions on Misty Island.

And their rise and decline are inseparable from the patron saint of the Altu tribe.

With the reappearance of the patron saint of the Altu tribe, the rise of the Altu tribe is almost predictable.

But for those forces that have invaded the Altu tribe, or have hatred with the Altu tribe, the rise of the Altu tribe is something they don't want to see.

Ordinary people may not know the importance of the patron saint of the Altu tribe, but they are not the priests who master the tribe's inheritance.

From the inheritance of their own tribe, they clearly know the horror of the patron saint of Altu.

It was an indescribably great existence, an invincible overlord who could traverse the foggy island.

Even now, they don't know how the former patron saint of Altu disappeared.

Only one day, the lord Skool sent an oracle to tell them that the patron saint of the Altu tribe had disappeared.

Let them use this to hunt down the members of the Artu tribe throughout the Misty Island, and find a way to erase all existence related to Artu.

Since then, the entire Misty Island's large and small tribes have begun to nibble on the big cake of the Altu tribe, and their Skool tribe has also benefited from that unrivaled feast, and only then has its status today.

But as the saying goes, you will have to pay back sooner or later.

In fact, in the past 800 years, countless tribes and forces have been tracking down the whereabouts of the patron saint of Altu.

Worried about the reappearance of the patron saint of Altu, after all, the fear of being dominated by the patron saint of Altu is almost engraved in their blood.

As a white wolf with noble blood in the tribe, Erro quickly figured out the key point, looked at Clyde and asked, "Priest Clyde, what shall we do next?"

Clyde looked at him and said slowly: "In three months, when the high priest wakes up, gather the clansmen and go to Altu."

Gather the clansmen and go to Artur...

When Erro heard this, he immediately understood that their decision was to go to war with Altu's people, even if they had Patronus...

For this war, the Skool tribe must maintain stability.

Erro thought, maybe not just the black-haired werewolf just now, but other werewolves who knew the existence of the patron saint of Artur would be dealt with cruelly by the priests.

After all, the high priest has not yet awakened, and they need to ensure that the tribe will not fall into a panic because of Lu Ming's appearance.

And they also learned from a certain channel that the current Lu Ming is only a juvenile body, and has not yet reached the level of unpredictable and indescribable horror in the legend.

This is why they dared to take the initiative to attack the Altu tribe.

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