"I understand. I will find a way to communicate with the shamans of other tribes and find out the whereabouts of other wilderness spirits."
Listening to Banu's words, Larina nodded silently, and then continued to look at Capak who was sleeping at Banu's feet.
"This... is the trouble you just mentioned?"
"Yes, his name is Capac, an apprentice of the shaman from the Tupa tribe. He came with me today to perform a spiritual ceremony. He had supposedly gone back earlier, but he suddenly came back for some reason. I think he discovered that we were attacking Muti, and I was afraid that he might do something bad, so I knocked him out."
Banu spoke bluntly to Larina. Larina paused slightly after hearing Banu's words, glanced at Kapak and then spoke.
"Then why don't you just kill him?"
"Can't kill him, this guy can't die now! His teacher is Uta, a very powerful shaman, even more powerful than my previous teacher! If Uta sees that Capac can't come back, he will immediately think that something has happened to him. Shamans like Uta have very powerful spiritualism, and he must have a medium that is enough to kill Capac.
"If Capac is dead now, Uta can directly communicate with Capac's soul through these mediums. Capac saw something strange about me before. Once Capac's soul tells Uta, Uta will definitely inform the entire tribal alliance about me. By that time, I will have to either escape or be tried by shamans from other tribes. By... by that time, no one will inquire about the news of other wilderness spirits for you, ma'am!"
Banu said to Larina in a panicked tone that it would be impossible for him to survive the crime of betraying the spirit of the wilderness like he did.
"Shaman..."
Listening to Banu's words, Larina murmured with a frown, and at this time Kale came up and spoke to Larina.
"Aren't they just some natives who can summon spirits? What's there to be afraid of? Let's get out a soul-binding coffin, lock this guy in it and kill him. Then we can trap his soul in the coffin and take him back to refine it. How can we summon those natives back?"
Kale spoke in an unfamiliar spiritual language with many errors in it, with a tone of disdain, and Banu refuted his response.
"You underestimate the shaman. Wuta is not just a simple summoning of spirits! He is a spirit medium! Ordinary restraints cannot stop spirit mediums!"
Banu said that generally there are two ways to call souls, one is to summon the soul and the other is to communicate with the spirit. Summoning the soul is to set up a ceremony, using the deceased's relics as a medium to attract the soul of the deceased wandering in the wild. Communication with the spirit is much more advanced, and it also requires a medium, but it can summon the soul that needs to be summoned directly to the person who performs the spell across the limitations of space and even realm.
Listening to Banu's rebuttal, Larina nodded and responded.
"Indeed... I've heard that the spiritualism of the indigenous shamans here is very powerful. Ordinary soul-binding coffins are indeed unable to resist spiritualism."
Looking at the pile of wooden soul-binding coffins around them that were used to restrain spirits, Larina murmured and said that the strongest iron coffin among the soul-binding coffins they brought had already been used by Woodti, and the remaining coffins used to hold spirits were indeed unable to resist spiritualism. Now if Capac died, his soul would be easily summoned back. In the absence of large-scale refining props, Larina could only disperse one soul at night, but could not completely destroy it.
As a senior "Silence" Extraordinary, he knows the power of spiritual communication, and can communicate with even the residual souls one by one.
Now Larina still needs Banu to get news about the spirits of the wilderness from other shamans, so Banu cannot be exposed yet, and therefore Kapak must be alive now, lest he die and be channeled by his shaman teacher.
"Tie this guy up and lock him up. Don't let him die. Transport him back to Dankdo with the other goods. Let the people at the stronghold there kill him and refine his soul in the 'furnace' right there. That way, the native shamans won't be able to recruit him even if they want to."
Waving his hand, Larina said, and his men beside him also echoed and tied up the unconscious Kapak, while Banu on the side watched everything in front of him indifferently.
"Goodbye, Brother Capac. I didn't want to do this. It was you who suddenly came back. You forced me to do this..."
Muttering, Banu watched as Larina's men lifted Kapak and threw him onto the carriage.
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After an unknown amount of time, Capak finally regained consciousness from his coma. He felt as if he had slept for centuries as his mind went from being unconscious to awake.
The consciousness was connecting with the body little by little. After Capak regained awareness of himself, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.
"Hiss... it hurts... what's wrong with me..."
Gritting his teeth, Capac endured the pain. In the pain, his drowsy consciousness gradually became clearer, and with it came the emergence of memories. He recalled
He remembered the moment before he was hit on the head, recalled Wooden Hoof being besieged by skeletons, and recalled the familiar face he saw at the moment he fell.
After thinking of all this, he couldn't help but feel angry.
"Bhanu! You actually..."
Capak wanted to talk about his birth, but he found that he couldn't open his mouth. There was something foreign in his mouth and the sound he made was a "wuwu" sound.
Realizing that something was wrong, Capak wanted to open his eyes, but found that everything was dark in front of him. Relying on the feeling of his head, he discovered that his eyes were covered by some cloth.
Afterwards, Capac panicked and began to struggle hard, but found that his hands and feet were tied behind his back without him knowing when.
Unable to speak or see, and with his movements restricted, this was the dilemma Capac faced when he just woke up. He tried hard to get rid of the ropes on his hands and feet, but to no avail.
In the darkness, his heart became more and more panicked.
"Oops... Oops... Where am I? What happened to me? Am I dead? No, dead people don't feel pain. I'm not dead yet."
"I was... I was tied up. I don't know who... blindfolded me and tied me up! Damn it... What should I do now...?"
Gritting his teeth, Capac thought panickedly in his heart. In the darkness, he forced himself to calm down and look for a way to escape. He kept trying to break free from the rope, but to no avail.
"Hoo...Hoo...No, I can't waste my energy like this...I can't do this recklessly. I have to think of another way..."
Capac thought anxiously in his heart, and then began to think of a solution. After thinking for a long time, Capac found that there was only one thing he could do now, and that was to pray to the existence that brought him specialness.
Capak wasn't sure if this would help him now, but facing this situation, he could only give it a try.
"The great Aka who records all things... huh... huh... I pray to you sincerely..."
With his eyes closed, Kapak prayed sincerely in his heart.
On the other side of the distant ocean, Dorothy, who was eating dessert and reading a book by the fire, was stunned at this moment. She looked at the world map hanging on the wall and the location of the New World on the map.
"It seems that someone is in trouble again..."
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