Arcane Lord

If you look closely, you can even see that the person's body trembles slightly in the winter river water, but he seems to have suffered some injury, and has no power to swim to the shore anymore, and can only drift down the Netheril River.

Sears and Byrne looked at each other and said in unison: "Catch it up!"

There are at least dozens of gold coins floating on the water! How could it be let go! And this person doesn't look like someone with strength and background, so let's catch it first!

The speed of the boat was not slow. Here, Sears and Byrne hurriedly informed the captain to slow down, and at the same time arranged for their men to go into the water with ropes.

At the same time, in the cabin, in the middle of the group of people sitting together was a decayed old man wearing a feather ornament, wearing a beast robe, and holding a blood-colored bone staff. Muddy eyes appeared from the two holes in the scary wild boar mask.

He was watching, watching his people, he looked at the silent women and children sitting next to the cabin walls, and looked at the tribal warriors sitting around him, with a long sigh.

This is not the first time he sighed on the way. As a shaman of the tribe, his mission is to give confidence to the tribe and guide the tribe to survive, but now—

Abandoning the ancestral land and heading to a completely unfamiliar area, where is the way forward for the Kabu tribe?

"Shaman, Rock Pig—it's dying, please help him!"

The shaman was silent, but he pressed his hand on the forehead of a strong man who was still strong but was comatose. The rock pig was the most powerful warrior of the tribe, but in a hunt, he accidentally fell into a feud. The curse, barely ran back but eventually fell into a coma.

The loss of the rock pig has once again cast a layer of frost on the Kabu tribe, which was already at a disadvantage.

What's more serious is that because of the treatment of the rock pig, his long life has become closer to the end. Once waiting for him to die, the Kabu tribe without shaman will eventually die.

It’s just that he was able to face his own death, but he couldn’t face his people as slaves or even sacrifices. The final struggle was about to begin, but at this moment, the ancestor spirit brought him a group of colorists. .

According to these Nishite people, their lord is desperately in need of a large number of people to open up new ground. The ancestors told him that these Nishite people did not speak, and the kabu shaman saw hope at once. Who would live to die? !

The two sides almost took a shot, and then the migration began. The old people of the tribe voluntarily gave up the opportunity to leave to buy time for them.

As the time on the boat gets longer and longer, even as a shaman, it is inevitable to be confused.

After a while, the kabu shaman retracted his palm and began to sing an ancient ballad unique to the Langas. There is no lyrics, only a sorrowful roar of hope for the future.

Others seemed to understand something. A warrior took off his animal skin and covered the rock pig, and joined the shaman's chant at the same time.

There was one and there was a second one, but the latecomer no longer covered the rock pig with animal skins, but stepped forward to stroke the rock pig's exposed arm, seeming to want his breath to stay on the rock pig.

In a short while, the singing in the cabin became one, and the sound came out of the cabin.

...

On the deck, the previous drifter has been picked up at this moment. The experienced Sears is checking the drifter's identity. The dark and rough skin and the palms covered with calluses indicate that this person is definitely not a superior.

Sears, who was relieved, nodded to Byrne, and then instructed his subordinates to throw the "drifter" into the cabin. Only gold coins would survive. Of course, they would die if they died.

At this moment, there were strange roars in the cabin, Sears frowned, but said nothing.

And Bourne asked directly, "Sears, what are those savages shouting?"

"It looks like it's dead, I'll go over and see, you wait for me in the lounge, I'll be there soon."

"All right, you hurry up!"

With that said, Byrne murmured twice again before walking towards the lounge on the ship.

...

Daxia collar, Linshui Village.

It was already halfway through December, but there was still no news about the projection plane on the Tower of Time. Xia Duo, who had been studying "Deep Magic Net" in the small camp, was a little upset at this moment.

Even if he missed it, at least you can know that the period of searching the projection plane is about one to two months, which is better than no news!

If there is only next month, then the cycle of search results is one to three months, and the later, the cycle will be longer. This is too far from Xia Duo's expectations.

The troubles during this period of time are more than that. Rodney led another boat, which should have set off long ago, and looking at their posture, it seems that they don't want to let the winter go.

But there are troubles, and there are also things that are worthy of joy. One is that the people have fallen in love with the new soft, slightly sweet food like steamed buns.

Indeed, it's hungry and delicious, who doesn't like it!

The canteen helper rotation system has been implemented for several rounds. Many people, even those who have never been to canteen helpers, have learned to make dough and steam buns.

It’s just that Daxialing is more like a big factory than a village. The high-efficiency canteen "big pot rice" cannot be given up for the time being. Those who have learned to make steamed buns can only go to the canteen on their own. Only then have the opportunity to practice by hand.

As for the slave Carpenter who made the steamer, he was also credited with a small merit because of this incident, and he was one step closer to leaving his slavery.

Another thing to be happy about is that it has something to do with Chateau himself.

Just yesterday, Xia Duo's blood sprouts, and he once again entered that magical dream in the evening, still incarnation of the Yangtze River, storm, and even lightning, but it stopped abruptly at a key position.

After waking up in the morning, although there is no increase in ability, but the bloodline has a tendency to awaken, why is it not worthy of joy.

Regarding the inducement of blood awakening, I have experienced so many blood awakenings~www.readwn.com~Xia Duo also speculated.

When will the bloodline begin to be awakened, perhaps it was when Mu Yan blessed his ancestors. This has already passed and is temporarily unknown.

The blood awakening that Xia Duo knew clearly was related to the magical dream of the Yangtze River.

The first time was during the orc war, but he didn't have any ability to awaken, he just had a dream.

The second time, on the night of the award ceremony, enter the dreamland, and then gain the simple [Water Control] ability;

For the third time, after a period of time after the award ceremony, he was able to reach the first layer of magic net with his bloodline power, also because this Xia Duo directly became an official mage.

However, since this time, the progress of Xia Duo's mage has been running ahead of the bloodline awakening, which also made Xia Duo's expectation for the bloodline awakening less.

For the fourth time, after the arcane competition, the [Control of Water] deepened, learned how to cast spells in waters, and turned into water

For the fifth time, after the wedding with Niya, he obtained [Control of the Wind], which can also gasify the body and cast spells in the air.

The sixth time, it was yesterday.

Xia Duo roughly guessed that every time he awakens, he gains the respect, awe, and envy of many people. After many people pay attention and cheer, he uses a popular word to describe it, that is--

He is probably awakened by the power of belief that others have placed in him.

Of course, the further you go, the more power of belief you may need, and the more difficult it is to awaken.

However, there are territories, and one crop after another, the people can always reach the limit, but Xia Duo doesn't know the limit of his bloodline.

But from the current point of view, it seems not difficult to harvest faith.

Perhaps afterwards, the progress of his bloodline awakening will exceed that of the mage.