After confirming that the information communication system could still be used normally, Dorothy breathed a sigh of relief, then she closed her eyes again and watched as another information communication linker contacted her.
"Great Aka, please tell Ms. Sazoya if she knows the meaning of this magic circle..."
After finishing her prayer, Dorothy sent out the pattern of the magic circle around the sarcophagus that she had memorized before, along with the content of her prayer. Then she waited quietly for the response of this extraordinary being "Silence" from the previous underworld coffin. Soon after, her response appeared in Dorothy's mind.
'I am very happy to share knowledge with my fellow believers in the truth. I have some impression of this magic circle pattern, but I can't remember it clearly now. I need to look through the secret book of the underworld coffin that I carry with me. This will take some time. Please wait...'
Sadroya responded to Dorothy in this way. After listening to Sadroya's words, Dorothy did not ask her any more questions, but turned to study other issues.
Asking Sadroya if she knew the meaning of the magic circle was to confirm whether she could awaken Rahman normally. Dorothy did not pin her hopes of defeating Chabakunka entirely on this. She needed to find more other countermeasures to fight against Chabakunka.
No matter what countermeasures are formulated, they need to be based on knowing oneself and the enemy. Therefore, Dorothy now plans to study the details of the old shaman of the He Continent. As for the questions about the shaman of the He Continent, she naturally needs to seek advice from professionals.
Concentrating her mind, Dorothy closed her eyes again and began to pray in her heart.
"Great Aka, please tell Kapak to ask him to inform Uta Shaman about some issues..."
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The Tupa tribe’s settlement in the wilderness near the east coast of the continent of 䜥.
In the bustling Tupa settlement, countless brown-skinned indigenous people were walking up and down the roads between the various tents. The huge camp was full of people. A large number of indigenous people set up stalls and did business at the edge of the camp. The entire Tupa camp was several times more lively than before. Judging from the clothes worn by the indigenous people gathered here, most of them were from indigenous tribes other than the Tupa.
As Dorothy repeatedly borrowed the spiritual power of Uta Shaman, the entire Tupa tribe gradually enjoyed the benefits of trading with Dorothy. When various materials worth thousands of pounds from Tivian arrived at the Tupa tribe one after another, the entire tribe was jubilant. A large amount of food, medicine, weapons, and industrial products from the industrial world were warmly welcomed by the Tupa tribe. These were indeed items that could improve their survival status.
Disinfectant, antibiotics and bandages saved the lives of many tribesmen. A large number of bullets allowed the tribe to arm more warriors to defend their homes. Although various canned foods were not only for the tribesmen to taste, the selected crop seeds could ensure that the tribe would have more food in the coming year. The strange and bizarre products allowed the tribesmen to play with them seriously.
The news that the Tupa tribe had obtained a large amount of white people's supplies spread quickly among other tribes around them. Many other tribes brought their own specialties to the Tupa tribe to seek exchange. Suddenly, a large number of foreigners gathered in the Tupa tribe's camp. Seeing so many people gathered here, these foreign merchants with their own specialties simply set up stalls on the Tupa tribe's territory and traded with each other. Suddenly, the Tupa tribe became the trading center of nearby tribes, which made the entire tribe prosperous, and the influence of the Tupa tribe began to spread.
At one end of the Tupa camp, in an open space crowded with people, a large pile of steel parts is placed here at this moment. Among these steel parts are various cans, gears, wheels, iron pipes... A group of Tupa people gathered around this pile of parts, chattering and guessing what they are used for.
Next to the pile of spare parts, Capac, a young Tupa man, was sitting on the grass with a frown on his face, looking at an instruction manual with illustrations and all Prit words in it, struggling with it. He could recognize all the words and phrases in the assembly manual, but when they were put together he couldn't quite understand what they meant. After looking at it for a long time he still didn't understand how the machine should be assembled.
"Hiss... Just assembling a steam engine is so difficult. The person who invented this machine must have been so smart..."
Looking at the assembly instructions in his hand, Capak scratched his head and muttered, and at this time, another voice sounded in his mind, which made his face startled.
"Hey, Capac, tell us when you've figured it out, we're waiting for your help." At this time, a tall man next to Capac said, and Capac stood up and scratched his head, responding embarrassedly.
"Um... sorry, I haven't figured it out yet. I guess I'll have to study it all night. I can't put it together today. Please pack up your things."
Capac said to the people around him with an apologetic tone, and then immediately left the scene with a sound of disappointment due to his curiosity being dashed, entered the camp, and walked along the hill in the center of the camp.
After a while, Capak walked to the shaman's tent on the hill, paused for a moment, then lifted the curtain and entered. After entering the tent, Capak saw the old shaman Uta who was smoking on the carpet. After Capak entered the tent, Uta spoke without turning his head.
“You’re here…”
"Ah, yes, Teacher Uta, I have some questions I want to ask you now..." Facing Uta, Kapak said respectfully, and then Uta turned his head and smiled at Kapak.
"Your problem... Oh, I think it's the servant of Akka... the scholar or the thief."
"Um, Teacher Uta...how did you know..." Kapak said with surprise after listening to Uta's words, and Uta waved his pipe, and a small mountain cat spirit flew out from the corner of the big tent, and circled in the air above the big tent, with its soul dancing and scratching around in the air with an angry look, as if it had just experienced something that made it extremely angry.
"Hunxu has already told me about what happened to that thief lady. I never thought that I would run into a big shot of the Wuling Cult in a foreign continent even more distant than the Eastern Continent..."
"Wu...Wu Ling Cult?"
"It is an organization composed of a group of degenerate shamans who have abandoned the great soul. They are the shame of all shamans on this land. They trampled on the ancient teachings and used the power of shamanism to blaspheme the soul. For their own sake, they succumbed to the powerful blasphemers, joined them in corruption, and degenerated...
"The Blasphemers..."
"This is the name of the shamans. In the Eastern Continent, they should be called the Order of the Dark Coffin..."
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Hmm... I have been staying up until the early morning without realizing it. I feel like I am about to collapse again, and Ka is still doing the same as usual.
I took a look and found that although I have reached the total word count this month without full attendance, there is still one day short of making up for it, so I might as well take a day off at the end of the month to give myself a little adjustment. Therefore, there will be no update tomorrow, please forgive me.
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