Chapter 66: Meet the Rival Again
With 24 hours left before the final mission, Zhang Yang and Wu Yuan officially headed to the Tiger Tribe. They needed to run at least 150 kilometers, cross four mountains, and then pass through the Tiger Tribe’s blockade in the shortest possible time, find the restless fire spirit, and finally seal it successfully.
It is quite difficult to describe it literally.
But Zhang Yang is very confident.
There are three reasons.
First, Wu Yuan successfully advanced to a two-star hero, and his combat power was barely close to the legendary level. Yes, these were his original words. He believed that if he fought with bare hands, he would still not be a match for the saber-toothed tiger king, but he had a sharp weapon in his hand, so he could surely win.
Secondly, by fusing with the 300-year-old ancestral spirit, Zhang Yang's soul strength has been raised to B+. He has also mastered a spell, the Fire Tongue Spell, which can also be called the flame spell. This is a very basic spell, inferior to the Fireball Spell. It cannot be used in combat at all. It can probably only be used for grilling lamb skewers, chicken wings, etc.
However, the basic mana structure of the fire tongue spell allowed Zhang Yang to take his understanding of controlling and manipulating flames to a higher level. After all, compared to fire magic, he was still a wild fox, and it was good to have such a complete spell structure for him to refer to.
The third one was the flame tattoo on Gai's body. After several hours of testing, Zhang Yang finally determined that it was another incomplete but ingenious mana structure, which was used to control the flames. If this mana structure was incorporated into the Flame Tongue spell, it would become a new spell - Fire Net! This new spell was also the reason why Zhang Yang had delayed until now, because it was too amazing and he had to understand it.
He also boldly guessed that Zhao Xuanling, the first-generation leader of the Tiger Tribe, should be a fire mage. Look at the location he chose for his village, it was actually located around a volcano.
As the saying goes, if you don't have the skills, how dare you go to Liangshan?
The natural danger of the volcano would scare away most wild beasts. What's more, Zhao Xuanling had a backup plan. He got a fire spirit from somewhere. Well, it should be similar to the ghost priest that Zhang Yang got.
This fire spirit can be used to control the eruption of volcanoes. When enemies attack on normal days, let the volcano erupt to scare away the enemies. When everything is fine, you can farm. The yield of farming with volcanic ash should not be too high.
However, the fire spirits will become disobedient after a long time, so Zhao Xuanling specially picked out some people to be priests of the Son of the Sun. These priests can speak Mandarin and master fire-controlling magic.
For example, the flame tattoo on Guy's body probably came about in this way.
In short, Zhao Xuanling's arrangement was quite successful. His village had survived 300 years smoothly. Then problems came. The fire spirit finally began to get out of control, so Gai's parents, the previous generation of priests, were killed, and Gai ran away in anger. If he had not met himself, Zhao Xuanling's village, that is, the Tiger Tribe, would have been completely wiped out.
Of course, he had already made it through, so it didn't matter whether the village could survive or not.
"So this senior from my own group is pretty awesome. I have to learn from him."
It took Zhang Yang and his companion most of the night to finally find the territory of the Tiger Tribe before dawn. In this primitive era, traveling long distances was still a difficult task. If it were not for the red magma erupting from the crater in the dark night as a guide, they would not know how long they would have been lost.
"Village Chief, are you sure you want to continue going? It's very dangerous there. I can feel it."
Wu Yuan asked hesitantly. The scene opposite was really too horrifying. He had never seen such the power of heaven and earth.
"We have no choice, let's go!"
Zhang Yang was very calm at this time. The pungent smell in the air and the hot power of fire made him enjoy it, because his soul force field finally felt a fluctuation similar to magic power here.
It’s not easy. Is this the feeling of being at home?
What a high mountain! At the foot of the mountain is a huge village. It is actually quite primitive, with no castle or city walls. It is estimated that Zhao Xuanling spent all the 20 years building the village cultivating fire spirits, so he neglected the construction of the village.
What's more, this volcano erupts from time to time. What's the point of building a very good castle wall?
Along the way, we can see many tiger people kneeling and praying, and no one comes to stop them. Moreover, more tiger people are preparing to escape with their families. It is too late to think about escaping now, as they have already run a thousand miles away.
"Village leader, should I go and capture a few tiger tribe members to ask for the location of the fire spirit?"
When Wu Yuan asked again at this time, he really became very nervous.
"No, I know where the fire spirit is."
Zhang Yang smiled, then gently twisted his fingers, and a small flame suddenly shot out, leaving Wu Yuan stunned.
"Hey, Wu Yuan, welcome to the battlefield of mages. This place is really interesting. I can actually absorb pure fire power."
"Abu no no abu baba!"
An old man from the tiger tribe suddenly rushed over, pointed at the flame between Zhang Yang's fingers and shouted "Oh! Oh!"
"Speak human language!" Zhang Yang shouted, but his eyes fell on the flame tattoo on the old man's body that was almost the same as Gai's. Could he also be a priest of the Son of the Sun?
The old man from the tiger tribe was obviously stunned for a moment, then he knelt on the ground and cried, "God--Lord Messenger of God, you are finally here. We have been waiting for you for 281 years."
The old man cried very sadly, and Zhang Yang was also confused. What the hell was going on?
"Don't talk nonsense. What's the current situation of the fire spirit?"
"Fire spirit?"
"It's your Son of the Sun! Why don't you try to seal it? Just put it to sleep."
"Uh, sleeping? Seal, Lord God's Messenger, the artifact used to seal the Son of the Sun was stolen by one of our traitors, Gai. Up to now, not only have we not recovered the artifact, but we have also lost contact with the ancestral spirit that protects the tribe. Oh my God, is the Son of the Sun finally going to punish us?"
Zhang Yang frowned and was about to push away the old man who was talking nonsense, when he suddenly saw a huge black crow flying out of the crater. When it opened its mouth, a fireball as big as a human head came out, which flew towards the village of the Tiger Tribe. In an instant, the sea of fire submerged the village, and many Tiger people who had not escaped were burned to charcoal while screaming.
"What's going on? That's your Son of the Sun?"
Zhang Yang was surprised. Why was the information so different?
"That-that's the messenger of the God of Wisdom. How could that be?"
The old tiger was also confused and very frightened.
"What god of wisdom?"
"A year ago, the chief was injured while hunting and was saved by this crow. It claimed to be the messenger of the God of Wisdom and could teach us more wisdom. It was also the crow that told the chief that Gai's parents had angered the Son of the Sun. But how could this happen?"
The old man collapsed even more.
But from his intermittent words, Zhang Yang immediately guessed the truth.
The crow that can spit fireballs has the same identity as him. They are both bound to the village building order, and they are also here to participate in the hero trial or the lord trial.
But these tiger tribe members are really fierce. They treat any monster as a messenger of God. I wonder if Zhao Xuanling knows this in the afterlife. If that guy knew that his foolish belief had such an end, would he wake up laughing in his dreams? "Wu Yuan, this guy is the culprit of the volcanic eruption. Can you kill him?"
Zhang Yang turned around and asked, but what he saw was Wu Yuan with a grimace and a bitter smile on his face.
Well, it is quite difficult to let a melee fighter fight a mage, especially a flying mage.
“Bang!”
Zhang Yang put out the small flame in his hand without saying a word. The opponent was too strong and he couldn't be reckless.
"Will you run away then?"
"Of course I will fight to the death!" Wu Yuan felt even more bitter.
"I'm not asking you to fight to the death. All you need is to be able to escape. Now go get the attention of that fire crow and draw its hatred. You know what I mean? Delay the time as much as possible and don't let it find out that I've entered the crater."
"With any luck, I can seal the fire spirit and escape from this place before it kills you."
"Oh, I am going to take you with me."
(End of this chapter)
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