Sword and Sorcery and Martial Arts

Chapter 527 God's Punishment
In the desolate wilderness, Rhodes and Michel sat on the back of the Dixing Dragon, moving slowly with a group of tauren.

"At the end of the day, we didn't go as far as we did in an hour." Rhode couldn't help yawning.

All he can think about now is about the assembly, and how the tauren shaman will get rid of the dragon soul that entangles him, and he can't calm down and practice his inner strength like he did a while ago.

"Yeah, it's getting dark now, I guess we'll have to stop and rest later." Michelle looked up at the sky.

"Have you learned those magics?" Rhodes asked.

"Not yet. Magic and divine arts are two different systems. I used to learn divine arts all the time, but learning magic now feels so awkward." Michel shook his head.

"Did the shaman use magic or magic?" Rhodes asked.

"It should be a more primitive power. I don't know, but I think the origin of divine arts and some magic should be related to the ancient profession of shaman." Michel replied.

Do all the magic related to lightning and souls originate from shamans?

Before seeing this tauren shaman, Rhodes had only heard that there were very ancient spellcasters such as wizards and shamans in the depths of the grassland.

He felt that there must be reasons for these ancient professions to die out, for example, the threshold is high, it is difficult to learn, and the combat effectiveness is not strong enough...

"We are resting here tonight!" The tauren shaman sitting on the sedan chair suddenly shouted.

The tauren next to them stopped and began to build temporary camps.

"It said to rest here for one night." Rhodes translated to Michel.

Rhodes jumped off the ground dragon and walked towards the tauren shaman not far away.

It said it would help him deal with the dragon spirit that was entangled with him on the road, and it presumably did this while resting.

"Are you doing it for that?" The tauren shaman stepped down from the sedan chair, and the decorations made of bones on his body collided with each other and made a "ding ding" sound.

"Yes." Rhodes nodded.

"After they build the bonfire, I will help you. I need the power of Vulcan." The tauren shaman said.

With the power of Vulcan?
Rhodes walked to the side while thinking.

It didn't take long for the tauren to find enough kindling to set up a huge bonfire.

"Stay where you are now." The tauren shaman said to Rhodes.

Then it took a huge horn mask from the sedan chair and put it on, holding a bone dagger in its hand, dancing around the campfire singing and dancing.

The tauren around them formed a circle silently, standing quietly without making a sound.

Only Rhodes and the tauren shaman were in the circle, and Michel stood on the back of Xinglong outside the circle, watching all this.

The light of the flame flickered, and the surroundings were particularly quiet, making the tauren shaman dancing and singing by the campfire look very strange.

The tauren shaman suddenly picked up the dagger in his hand and cut it at his arm, blood dripped on the ground, and the bonfire beside him suddenly spit out a tongue of flame to dry the blood on the ground.

Then the tauren shaman walked slowly towards Rhodes, chanting a spell that Rhodes couldn't understand, dipped some blood from the dagger with his hands, and smeared it on Rhodes' face, drawing a strange... pattern.

"The dragon's soul will be sacrificed to the great Vulcan!" the tauren priest suddenly said loudly.

After the sound of it fell, the bonfire next to it made a "bang", sparks splashed, and the bonfire rose to the sky. The flames burned fiercely, illuminating the faces of every tauren around them.

Rhodes heard some voices coming from the flames, like the sound of burning wood, or the whispering of gods.

In the light of the fire, he vaguely saw an almost transparent miniature dragon flying towards the center of the campfire.

In addition to the demigods who have been sublimated into beings, are there any natural gods in this world?

Just as Rhodes was thinking about this, his right hand lit up with a golden light.

It is the line left by the Lord of Radiance!

The golden light gradually became brighter, and finally covered the flames from the campfire, and nothing could be seen around except the golden light.

Streams of incomparably pure energy poured towards Rhodes' right arm continuously.

The dragon's soul shouldn't have so much energy, and the Lord of Radiance should have taken the opportunity to steal some of Vulcan's power.

The speed at which the golden pattern absorbed energy gradually slowed down, as if it was about to be saturated. A part of the energy entered Rhode's arm and was not absorbed by the golden pattern for a long time, and it naturally merged into his body.

This kind of power is like the power of completely pure faith.

Rhodes felt lazy, as comfortable as falling asleep in a hot bath.

The golden light gradually dimmed, and the energy flowing into Rhodes' body became less and less.

He opened his eyes and found the tauren shaman lying beside the extinguished campfire, his body burning with flames.

"You actually blasphemed the gods..." It lay on the ground and stared at Rhodes with wide eyes.

Rhodes was also a little helpless. He wasn't in charge of what happened just now. It was the Lord of Radiance who stole the power. He just got a little benefit by the way, but in the end the tauren shaman helped them take the blame.

"Ahhh..." the tauren shaman fell to the ground and roared in pain.

The flame first ignited its internal organs, and then burned to the surface of the body.

The tauren around took out their weapons angrily and surrounded Rhodes.

"I've taken the punishment from God for you, but you have to promise me not to hurt them and let them leave here." The tauren shaman shouted to Rhodes with all his strength.

Rhodes nodded: "I will leave here, you order them to make way."

"You heard it all, let's get out of the way!" the tauren shaman shouted loudly to the ordinary tauren.

The tauren looked at Rhode unwillingly, and then gave way.

"Let's go." Rhode walked to Dixinglong and said to Michelle.

"What happened?" Michelle asked.

"I'll explain it to you later." Rhodes looked back at the tauren shaman who was gradually being burned to ashes, got on the ground dragon and left.

……

Rhodes cleared his mind and told Michel what happened just now.

"The pattern on your body... its main body should exist in an illusory world like the conscious world, where the distance in the real world can usually be ignored." Misaier said.

"The Lord of Radiance shouldn't have any malice towards me. I want to know what kind of existence the Vulcan is in the mouth of the tauren shaman." Rhodes said.

"An illusory existence, a collection of wills formed by countless people who believe in its existence, it exists in every burning flame in the world, but it does not really exist in this world." Misaier replied.

"What you said is too convoluted..."

"That's what it said in a book I read before!"

……

(End of this chapter)