Chapter 260 Poaching in front of others
"It's done."

Inside the Huang'e tribe.

Feeling the power of faith gathering together, Rhodes looked a little strange.

He didn't expect that Xiaobai's ability to weave dreams would be so strong.

In just a few days, the image of the Moon Goddess had already penetrated into the hearts of the Huang'e Tribe. Although it was a little different from what he had expected at the beginning, at least he had successfully established their faith.

The next step is to wait for things to ferment and spread slowly, preferably from the Huang'e tribe to other tribes.

"Orc sacrifice? I wonder if there are other species in this plane."

Looking at the excited orcs below, Rhodes was slightly surprised.

It turns out that before this place was polluted, there was a profession similar to that of a magician, but it was not called a magician but a priest.

Moreover, it seems that the orcs are more inclined to wind and water talents, which they call the power of storms and the power of tides.

At least after looking around, Rhode didn't find any orcs with affinity for other elements, and even those with magical talents were very rare.

It took him a while to find the young orc, who was a magic affinity who could barely learn the power of storm.

"What a bunch of reckless men."

Rhodes couldn't help but complain.

As expected, no matter how powerful magic is, it cannot break the barriers of race, and most orcs are more suitable to be berserkers.

But strangely, he found that these orcs did not have the frenzy skill.

Don't like it?
Or has the Beast God given up on them altogether?
"Forget it. If this trend continues, the Beast God will send people here sooner or later. Let's first increase the influence of the orc priests."

The spread of faith takes time, especially for a plane that has been abandoned for so many years. It is not easy to rebuild it.

His current advantage is that he came in earlier than other gods and has laid a solid foundation in advance.

Seeing that the storm outside was gradually subsiding, the excited Huang'e tribe began to come out of the cave and started to organize a new round of hunting.

"The Gray Storm is over, and the Wind of Recovery is coming soon. Everyone, get ready and set off immediately!"

Barom stood on the platform, looking very high-spirited.

Because this time the evacuation from the Gray Storm was much smoother than expected. If it had happened in the past, at least several members of the tribe would have been killed.

Now that these tribesmen have survived, they have greatly preserved the population of the Huang'e tribe, making their subsequent reproduction much easier.

Perhaps it can develop into a large tribe in this area.

As for Rhodes, who was listening on the side, he was a little confused.

Wind of recovery?

What is that?
Are we going out hunting right after the storm ends?
Unfortunately, before he could think about it, Barom began to gather soldiers and prepare on the open space.

The young orc who awakened the power of storm was incorporated into the hunting team by Barom.

As soon as the appointment was made, the young orc's face flushed with excitement, and the other tribesmen's eyes were filled with unconcealable envy.

Orcs have always been proud of their bravery. Ordinary tribesmen like them who are weak and powerless are not qualified to join the hunting team at all.

But now that he had awakened the power of the storm, he could actually join the hunting team as an exception and become a member of the hunting team.

For a while.

The orcs' minds changed.

Many orcs who knew they could not become warriors began to believe in the Moon God, hoping that they could become a great priest and follow the team out hunting.

This was something Rhode had not expected.

However, he was anxious to learn what the Wind of Resurrection was, so he attached himself to an object and left the tribe with the hunting team.

soon.

They left the tribe behind and went deep into the endless gray wilderness.

The wilderness at this time had already become desolate because of the raging storms in the past few days, and there was not even a trace of a living creature.

It was really hard for Rhodes to imagine how these creatures survived in such an environment. Did they eat dirt?
But looking at the hunting team's sturdy bodies, it doesn't look like they are the result of eating dirt. Could it be because of the wind of revival?
"coming!"

Suddenly, a low cry came from the team, interrupting Rhodes' thoughts.

He looked up and found that above the horizon at the end of the wilderness, a green storm was rolling in and approaching this side rapidly.

Wherever it went, life revived. The land that was originally polluted by death gradually grew grass and trees, like a green carpet, covering the earth in a blink of an eye.

The visual impact of the change from gray to green made Rhodes open his eyes wide.

"How can there be a breath of life here?"

Looking at the surging aura that almost covered the entire earth, Rhodes was unable to react for a moment.

After all, according to the information he had found, the closer to the source of pollution, the denser the death energy should be. However, the presence of life energy on such a large scale was a bit too unreasonable.

So what is the source of pollution?

The strange phenomena along the way made Rhodes more and more curious about this thing.

at this time.

Figures began to emerge in the wilderness. Many monsters that had been hiding during the gray storm rushed out to feast on the newly grown grass and leaves. Now Rhode finally understood why the Desolate Tribe chose to hunt at this time.

What surprised him even more was that after eating the leaves, a faint red glow began to appear on the monsters' bodies.

Like the Disaster Fang Blood Beast they hunted before, its body was covered with a red film, which seemed to be an ability that had evolved in this environment.

"Tighten the encirclement!"

In the hunting team, Barom took the lead and spread out with the warriors, surrounding several second-level porcupines that were eating.

Then with an order, the soldiers swarmed forward.

The porcupine, sensing the danger, immediately ran away in fright, charging around in the encirclement, making grunting and wheezing sounds. Its huge body was just like that of a rhinoceros.

"Stop them!"

"Focus on attacking the hind legs!"

Barom shouted orders but did not personally participate in the battle. Low-level monsters like these were just right for the warriors to hone their combat skills.

Especially the young orc priest who had just joined the hunting team, had never seen such a scene before. He raised his hands excitedly and nervously, silently reciting the spell that was engraved in his soul.

"The power of the storm that blows everything, please listen to my call and let the light wind blow across the earth... Hurricane!"

Accompanied by a loud shout, a flowing whirlwind instantly wrapped around the feet of several second-level warriors in front, causing their speed to increase suddenly.

The porcupine, which had been somewhat difficult to deal with, suddenly became much easier.

Before long, they worked together to deal with several porcupines. Thunderous cheers broke out in the team, and they had a new understanding of the role of sacrifice.

"Okay, carry the prey and move on."

A rare smile appeared on Barom's fierce and tense face.

Without taking too much rest, he went deeper into the wilderness, intending to take advantage of this rare opportunity to hunt more prey.

After all, the Wind of Revival only lasts for one day, and after that you won’t encounter so many monsters.

same.

This is also what other surrounding tribes think.

The team had been moving forward for less than two hours when they encountered a hunting party from the Barbarian Stone Tribe in a land where monsters gathered.

This was obviously not the first time the two sides had met during the Wind of Resurrection. As soon as they met, Barom took the lead to go over and say hello.

"Monger, how was your harvest today?"

"It's okay, what about you?"

As Monger spoke, his eyes fell on the group of the Huang'e tribe. When he saw that the prey was almost twice as much as theirs, he was shocked.

You have to know that the strength of the Huang'e Tribe and their Manshi Tribe is similar. According to past experience, even if there is a difference in the number of prey, it will not be too big.

But now, only one hour has passed, and there are twice as many as them?
And considering the distance, this place is not close to the Huang'e tribe. How did they get here so quickly?

Thinking of this, Monger looked at Barom critically: "Barom, have you found a way to increase your hunting speed?"

Orcs are straightforward and always ask questions directly without any reservations.

Hearing his question, the warriors of the Barbarian Stone Tribe also looked over and were also shocked by the exaggerated number of prey.

"Increase hunting speed?"

Barom was slightly stunned. He hadn't paid attention to it at first, but after hearing Monger's reminder, he realized that their hunting process this time was indeed much smoother than before.

Could it be that……

He subconsciously glanced at the young orc at the back of the team. It seemed that with the blessing of that boy's storm power, the hunting and traveling speed of the entire team was greatly improved.

This discovery made him gasp.

He didn't take it seriously at first, but now he finally understands how important a priest is to the tribe.

"It's him?"

Monger on the opposite side naturally noticed Barom's gaze. Although it was only for a moment, he still locked his eyes on the young orc, his heart full of doubts.

He looks so thin and weak, not even qualified to be a warrior, so how could he be the key to improving hunting speed?
Just as he was wondering, he happened to see the power of storm surrounding the young priest.

Around the young priest, all the orcs were wrapped in a hurricane, and their movements were much lighter than before. Even the huge prey were dragged by the breeze and lifted up effortlessly.

Whoosh!
An afterimage flashed past.

Monger appeared directly in front of the young orc, his eyes fiery.

"Boy, how about joining our Barbarian Stone Tribe? I can give you the highest level of warrior treatment!"

"???"

Seeing Monger suddenly appear in his team, Barom's face darkened. He walked over and grabbed the young orc, pulling him behind him like a calf.

"You're poaching people right in front of me. Do you want to duel with me?" A pair of big eyes like copper bells glared at Monger fiercely.

But Monger just curled his lips and said, "Barom, what you said is wrong. Our two tribes were originally together. His joining us cannot be considered as betrayal. Otherwise, tell me how he did it."

(End of this chapter)