However, once Best regained consciousness, he instantly sensed everything that had happened through Makuru.
At this time, it was also observing the local inhabitants around it.
These so-called Nevi guests are a robust humanoid race, with an average height of over two meters, covered in light brown fur, and without tails.
It shouldn't be the same hunting race that the Lord encountered last time. I remember the Lord saying that the race was not large and had tails.
In the dream world where time and space shift, due to the tight schedule and the aftereffects of Best's dream-like time travel, even though she was in the dream shuttle, she was still significantly affected.
This resulted in limited observable useful information in the recurrence of history in time and space, but it was generally known that the world was home to many intelligent races.
This phenomenon is extremely rare. At least in the universe we have encountered so far, only one planet has been discovered with more than one intelligent species, and when it was discovered, one of the intelligent species was almost wiped out by the other.
And this star, whose name we do not yet know, witnessed a diverse array of intelligent races in a fleeting glimpse of history.
This is the only world so far that can rival the original Earth in terms of ecological richness, and even surpasses Earth in terms of the diversity of intelligent species, although a large number of intelligent species is not necessarily a good thing.
In an instant, a jumble of thoughts flowed through Best's mind, when suddenly a very important piece of information struck Best's heart like lightning.
Take a closer look.
'No! Just as I suspected! I can't sense the psionic network, nor can I sense the Ancient Tree's mental network...'
"Damn it!!! There's no internet here!!!"
...
The chieftain is not hard to meet. Makuru, who had just received the chieftain's tattoo, is also considered one of the warriors who have won glory today and is qualified to participate in the bonfire party after the square. However, the high shaman is the most mysterious person in the tribe. He is rarely seen and only appears during sacrificial ceremonies.
But Makuru didn't have any complicated thoughts at the moment. Instead, he ran straight to the top of the low mountain, where there was a tribal altar and a stone temple where the high shaman lived.
Sa Xin followed behind him.
"Makuru, are you just going to find the priest like this?"
"Yes."
"The guards at the stone palace won't let you in. Trespassing on the altar will get you attacked. We should find the chief or my father!"
Makuru completely emerged from her earlier confusion, as if she had become a different person.
"No need, I have a way."
Just now, the unknown beast in his chest made contact with him in his mind, which greatly boosted Makuru's confidence.
At the top of the low hill, as expected, they were stopped by a group of stone palace guards. Each of them was dressed in custom-made animal skin steel ring armor and equipped with sharp long and short weapons and javelins.
After pausing briefly on the new knife scar on the left cheeks of Makuru and Sashin, he stared expressionlessly at them, who hadn't come in person.
Before any questions could be asked, hurried footsteps came from behind, and a stone palace guard dressed in the same manner ran over.
"The high shaman sent word that these two young tribal warriors should enter the stone palace."
Sa Xin was naturally curious, but the serious-looking guards of the stone palace beside him prevented him from asking his friend any questions.
Upon entering the stone hall, one is greeted by the still muscular and robust elderly Nivik, who walks briskly from inside.
Judging from his appearance alone, no Earthling would associate this old man with a wizard; at first glance, he would definitely be mistaken for a berserker.
The high priest seemed somewhat agitated.
"You are Makuru? How did you manage to speak directly into my mind just now?"
Compared to the Great Shaman's excitement, Makuru appeared unusually calm, as if their roles had been reversed.
"Great Shaman, I wish to summon my people to the mountain as soon as possible in the name of our ancestral spirits. I have important news concerning our Nivik people, no, it concerns the very survival of the world!"
Upon hearing this, the great shaman calmed down.
"Is it related to that ability you just had? Why should I believe you?"
Just as Makuru was about to answer, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.
"Hmm..."
He suddenly knelt down on the ground, clutching his chest tightly with his right hand.
From Makuru's chest, patches of dark substance began to emerge, resembling both liquid and smoke.
Sa Xin immediately stepped forward to help him up, but was grabbed by the great shaman and forced to take a few steps back.
These black substances ignored the hard ceiling at the top of the stone hall and seeped out without any hindrance. In a short while, the black spurts from Brother Makuru's mouth turned from wisps into patches.
The high priest tried to touch Makuru, but couldn't get close at all.
"Meow~~~"
A strange roar with a trilling tone resounded like thunder, originating outside the stone hall.
When the Great Shaman led Sashin and the guards of the stone palace outside, they saw the black shadow of a huge monster in the sky.
It has a healthy and elegant body, with four limbs, one head and one tail, occupying the entire sky above the stone palace and even above the low mountain.
Black flames burned on its body, and strands of black threads connected the monster to the top of the stone hall from below.
The rest of the monster was intertwined with depth and chaos, unlike reality, making it difficult to see clearly, but its eyes were clear and bright.
But these eyes were eerie and unlike anything I'd ever seen before. They were shaped like willow leaves, glowing with green light, with the central pupil standing upright and an indescribable gaze emanating from the halo.
The high priest, Sashin, and the guards who came out of the stone temple almost immediately linked the monster to Makuru.
'Could this be the source of the Nivik tribe and the danger to the world that Makuru spoke of?'
...
Wu You and a group of high-level alchemical creatures went through tremendous effort to send Best back to the timeline of the desolate planet.
Then they completely lost contact with that timeline.
They are currently struggling to breathe in their private crystal wall worlds.
There is no way to travel back in the short term, since the "sacrifice" is no longer available. If they want to go back, Wu You will have to rely entirely on his own strength, which will obviously be quite difficult.
"How was it, my lord? Did it succeed?"
The Black Dragon King Mordiris asked with concern. He was considered to have a good relationship with Best, having played games together for several years.
While the three goddesses were restoring his condition, Wu You observed the desolate planet from beyond visual range.
"How could this be? It shouldn't be like this! Why hasn't anything changed?"
The desolate planet remained unchanged, with the Protos fleet warriors still on duty, and in some places on the planet, there were even remnants of the carcasses of the brooding red worms that had not been cleaned up.
"Did Best fail? If it succeeded, why didn't anything change?"
Although he was speaking to himself, his voice was loud enough to essentially answer Mordiris's question, and it made the hearts of all the alchemical creatures tighten.
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