Farming Tree Spirit

"Done."

Inside the Huang'e tribe.

Feeling the power of faith coming together, Rhode 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 God has penetrated into the hearts of the Huang'e tribe. Although it is a little different from his initial expectations, it is considered to have successfully established faith.

Next, wait for things to ferment and spread slowly, preferably from the Huang'e tribe to other tribes.

"Orc priests... I don't know if there are other species in this plane."

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

It turns out that there was a profession similar to magicians before this side was polluted, but it was called priests instead of magicians.

And it seems that the orcs are more inclined to wind and water talents, which is what they call storm power and tidal power.

At least Rhode didn't find any orcs who have affinity with other systems after a round, and even those with magic talents are very rare.

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

"What a bunch of reckless men."

Rhode couldn't help but complain.

As expected, no matter how powerful the magic is, it can't break the barriers of races. Most orcs are more suitable to be berserkers.

But strangely, he found that these orcs didn't have berserk skills.

Did he dislike them?

Or did the Beast God give up on them?

"Forget it, if this trend continues, the Beast God will send people here sooner or later to increase the influence of orc sacrifices first."

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 advantage now is that he came in earlier than other gods and has laid a good foundation in advance.

Seeing that the storm outside was gradually subsiding, the excited Desolate Tribe also began to come out of the cave and began to organize a new round of hunting.

"The gray storm is over, and the wind of revival is coming soon. Everyone, get ready and set off immediately!"

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

Because the evacuation of the gray storm was much smoother than expected, if it had been in the past, at least several tribesmen would have been lost.

Now these tribesmen have been preserved, which greatly preserves the population of the Desolate Tribe, making it much easier for them to reproduce and breed in the future.

Perhaps they 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 Resurgence?

What is that?

Are they going out hunting just after the storm ends?

Unfortunately, before he could think about it, Barom began to summon warriors and prepare on the open ground.

The young orc who awakened the power of the storm was included in the hunting team by Barom.

As soon as the appointment came out, the young orc was so excited that his face flushed, and the eyes of other tribesmen were full of envy that could not be concealed.

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

But now that they have awakened the power of the storm, they can actually join the hunting team as an exception.

For a moment.

The orcs' minds changed.

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

This was a bit unexpected for Rhode.

However, he was eager to understand what the Wind of Resurgence was, so he attached himself to an artifact and left the tribe with the hunting team.

Soon.

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

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

Rhode really couldn't imagine how these lives survived in such an environment. Did they eat dirt?

But looking at the sturdy bodies of the hunting team, it didn't seem like they could survive by eating dirt. Could it be because of the Wind of Resurgence?

"Here it comes!"

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

He raised his head and found that above the horizon at the end of the wilderness, a green storm was rolling in and approaching this side quickly.

Wherever he went, life revived. The land that was originally polluted by death energy gradually grew patches of grass and trees, like a green carpet, covering the ground 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 breath that almost covered the entire land, Rhodes didn't react for a while.

After all, according to the information he found, the closer to the source of pollution, the denser the death energy should be, but it is a bit too unreasonable to have such a large-scale breath of life.

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, and many monsters that hid during the gray storm rushed out to feast on the newly grown tender grass and leaves.

Now Rhodes finally understood why the Huang'e 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, it has a red film covering its body surface, which looks like an ability that has evolved in this environment.

"Tighten the encirclement!"

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

Then, with an order, the warriors swarmed in.

The porcupines that sensed the danger were frightened and ran away, rushing around in the encirclement, making humming and panting sounds, and their huge bodies were just like rhinos.

"Stop them!"

"Focus on attacking the hind legs!"

Barom gave orders loudly, but did not go down in person. Such low-level monsters are just right for the warriors to hone their combat skills.

Especially the young orc priests who had just joined the hunting team, where had they seen such a scene before? They raised their hands excitedly and nervously, silently reciting the spell engraved in their souls.

"Storm power that blows everything, please listen to my call, 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, making their speed suddenly increase.

The porcupines that were originally a bit difficult to deal with became much easier.

Not long after, several porcupines were solved by their joint efforts, and the team burst into thunderous cheers, and had a new understanding of the role of sacrifice.

"Okay, carry the prey and move forward."

Barom's fierce and tense face showed a rare smile.

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 you won't encounter so many monsters after that.

Similarly.

This is also what other tribes around are thinking.

The team had only moved forward for less than two hours, and they met the hunting team of the Barbarian Stone Tribe on a piece of land where monsters gathered.

This was obviously not the first time the two sides met during the Wind of Resurgence. Barom went over to say hello as soon as they met.

"Monger, how was your harvest today?"

"Not bad, how about you?"

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

You should know that the strength of the Huang'e tribe and their Barbarian Stone 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 an hour has passed, and they have doubled theirs?

And if you calculate 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 scrutinizingly: "Barom, have you found any way to increase the hunting speed?"

Orcs are straightforward. If they have any questions, they always ask directly without any cover-up.

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 noticed 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 after the boy's storm power was blessed, the hunting and travel speed of the entire team was greatly improved.

This discovery made him gasp.

At first, he didn't care much, but now he finally understood how important a priest was to the tribe.

"Is it 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, full of doubts in his heart.

He looked so thin and didn't even have the qualifications to be a warrior. How could he be the key to improving hunting speed?

Just as he was wondering, he happened to see the storm power surrounding the young priest.

And around the young priest, all the orcs were wrapped in a hurricane, and their movements were much lighter than before. Even those huge prey were dragged by the breeze and carried effortlessly.

Whoosh!

A shadow flashed by.

Munger appeared directly in front of the young orc, his eyes were burning.

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

"???"

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

"You poached people in front of me, do you want to duel with me!" A pair of big eyes like copper bells stared at Munger fiercely.

But Munger just curled his lips: "Barom, what you said is wrong, our two tribes were originally together, and his joining us cannot be considered a betrayal, otherwise tell me how he did it."