My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 340 Karasuba
  "Stop talking about this! Get the information the Sage wants quickly!"

Jin Yi changed his attitude of being affectionate with the brothers and sisters of the tribe outside, and spoke with a cold tone when talking to the old priest.

It even implies murderous intent.

Lao Deng's neck in front of him couldn't help but feel a slight chill.

Whether they are sages or wizards, they are irresistible and powerful beings to these barbarians living in the jungle.

To survive these powerful predators.

There must be someone in the tribe who can communicate with these two powerful groups and exchange them for the supplies the tribe needs and the protection of the sages through transactions.

These priests who are proficient in both languages ​​are one of the tools used by the sages and wizards to control these tribes and seize resources.

Every year, in order to fulfill the needs of these extraordinary and terrifying things, one-third of the young men and women of the tribe must be sent as sacrifices to the terrible countries where wizards and sages live.

On the operating table and in the mines, become one of the cogs that creak under the weight of the Empire's advance.

Therefore, these priests, who are proficient in the federal and wizard languages ​​and are nominally tribal leaders, actually play a disgraceful role.

"Give it to her..."

Zhu Houcong said.

I heard that there is a large amount of red stone stored in the tribe.

His thoughts couldn't help but move.

There are tens of thousands of dollars...

No, even more.

You know, as one of the items related to the old gods, the energy contained in the red stone is huge.

A red stone the size of a fingernail is enough to propel the Federation's most powerful war machine into the air for combat.

If it were replaced by ether, it would undoubtedly be a huge number.

The same goes for spiritual stones. Except that they cannot be absorbed directly and will infect people's consciousness, they can be said to be the best energy source.

"Natasha, you stay here to check the records of sages who have entered the White Tower in the past... You said there are tens of thousands of red stones stored here? Take me there -"

The priest felt the excitement in Zhu Houcong's tone.

He had never seen a sage or wizard so interested in those things.

The eyes of the sage in front of him were staring at him as he spoke.

He had no doubt that if he dared to say any obstructive words, the sage in front of him would instantly turn himself into a puddle of ashes with rage.

"Master Sage..."

Thinking of the power of those sages, his tone was difficult.

"This batch of red stones has been targeted by wizards. If you need it, we can give up to three thousand yuan as..."

Zhu Houcong did not answer.

The priest felt that the air pressure around him was lower.

He didn't dare to raise his head or feel any resistance.

It was as if there was a beast hiding in the shadows of the jungle, peering at the foraging antelope in front of him, choosing his prey for the day.

When he woke up from the nightmare of the beast tearing off the antelope's neck and tearing it into pieces.

His back was completely soaked with cold sweat at some point.

He shivered.

"Sir, I will take you there right now..."

he said, trembling.

Looking at the old priest walking in front of the road, his legs were trembling.

Zhu Houcong knew that the sages would not directly participate in the plunder of the indigenous people. But in the end the fear of the sages triumphed over the fear of the wizards.

This caused him to ultimately ignore the wizards' possible revenge for the loss of the red stone.

Choose to side with the wise.

Moreover, the effects of these things are great, aren’t they?

Zhu Houcong groped in his pocket for the small fruits growing on those weird shrubs that the federation named "black almonds" that he had just picked from the road.

All it takes is a little ethereal trick.

It can amplify human desires and fears without limit.

More importantly, according to the federation's statement to the outside world, this is a new species discovered by the federation in the New World, and why did it appear in the southern continent thousands of miles away.

"Sir, in front of you is..."

Passing through a dense forest, the bushes on both sides are lush.

Through the gaps in the branches and leaves, Zhu Houcong saw an altar-like thing placed by these tribesmen in front of a huge cave.

The object of sacrifice was none other than a branch of a huge green banyan tree that had been dead for many years.

Zhu Houcong stopped, and Jin looked at the huge green banyan tree that stood in front of the cave, like a corpse that should have been buried underground, with a look of wariness and disgust in his eyes.

She couldn't forget how the wizards selected their servants from within the tribe.

Hundreds of the strongest warriors who passed numerous tests and were selected drank the warm cursed water mixed with the ashes of the burning green banyan tree.

After drinking the cursed water, most people were engulfed by green plants growing from their internal organs and piercing their flesh within a very short period of time.

Then it was pulled by the tentacles stretched out by the supposedly dead green banyan tree and swallowed bit by bit into its belly.

Jin could not forget how his brothers and sisters watched in pain and despair as their bodies were swallowed up by the sleeping evil god in front of them.

Moreover, as for the origin of the thing in front of me.

After Jin was transformed into a Knight of the Order by the wizards, Jin also had some vague guesses deep in his heart from the wizards' daily conversations about the past glory of the White Tower.

Zhu Houcong felt the hot and vicious breath of life hidden under the dead skin of the green tree.

But when the thing noticed Zhu Houcong, it showed a strange expression of disinterest.

Zhu Houcong was secretly on guard.

The priest in front of him looked at the motionless big banyan tree in front of him.

Obviously, he became panicked and uneasy inside.

Why didn't the Green God punish the sage who broke into the forbidden area in front of him?

The question lingered in his mind for only a moment.

With confusion and fear, he was shattered to pieces by the words of the sage who squatted in front of the bushes on both sides of the altar and carefully observed the fruits on them.

"Why are these things planted here? Is there any moral meaning?"

The sage in front of him looked at him with an indifferent expression, holding a broken black fruit in his hand.

Even if the outer hard shell is peeled off, the fruit inside is still the same deep black color as the outer shell, accompanied by glistening oil stains in the sun, exuding bursts of inexplicable fragrance.

Black Almond—that’s what the Federation calls it.

Black feather fruit, this is what the indigenous people of the southern continent call this thing.

"This is what you are talking about... This is the Black Feather Fruit. A long time ago, many wizards needed to rely on this thing to meditate when they first started their cultivation... But later, for some unknown reason, the wizards Gradually, I gave up using this thing for cultivation, and only used it as a material to worship the Green God and planted it widely around the altar..."

The eyes of the old priest in front of him flickered, while Jin listened and added appropriately.

"This thing has great side effects on the human body. It was also called "devil root" and "devil flesh" by wizards in the past. After many tragic cases served as lessons, wizards gradually gave up using this thing to practice and used other methods. Gentler materials instead.”

(End of this chapter)