Journey to the witch world

"What did the Tatar tribe do?"

Next to him, Hatton looked confused and said, "I actually won a reward from the God of Blood Slayer. Is it also a blood sacrifice?"

"It shouldn't be! Since the crusade three years ago, we have killed almost half of the blood warriors of the Tatar tribe. Now we don't have enough manpower to resist the Black Mist Season. How can we hold a blood sacrifice?"

O'Callen said nothing, his expression gloomy.

As a furious warrior, he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, took a deep breath, and shook his head slightly.

"Mortals must not speak arbitrarily about gods!"

O'Callen stroked his chin and said in a deep voice, "The Lord Bloodkiller gave the Tatar Tribe a reward. Naturally, he has his reasons. The Gaussian Tribe does not need to be jealous, as long as it maintains its devout faith."

"I understand, Chief O'Callen." Hatton nodded.

At this time, O'Karun spoke again and said quietly, "By the way, have you collected the tribute from the Tatar tribe this year?"

"not at all."

Hatton shook his head and said, "According to the annual rules, the tributes from each tribe will not be collected until the harvest celebration is over, and the same is true for the Tatar tribe."

"Ah That's good."

The corners of O'Callen's lips rose and he said in a deep voice: "Inform the Tatar tribe that the Gaussian tribe will collect double tribute this year, and there is no need to wait until after the harvest celebration. Let's send someone there tomorrow."

"Double tribute?" Hatton was a little surprised and said, "Isn't this too much?"

"More? How could it be?" O'Callen sneered and said, "Since the Tatar tribe can win rewards from the Lord Bloodkiller, what does a little tribute mean to them?"

"Then what if the Tatar tribe rejects us or fails to pay double tribute?" Hatton asked hesitantly.

"Reject? Humph!"

O'Callen's face turned cold and he said quietly, "In the Solu Plain, no tribe can bargain with the Gaussian tribe. If the Tatar tribe dares to refuse, then teach them a lesson."

"What should I do?" Hatton hesitated.

"It's very simple." O'Callen said calmly, "Just like three years ago, killing half of the Tatar people should make the Tatar tribe understand who is the master of the Solu Plain!"

"Follow your orders, Chief O'Callen." Hatton said solemnly.

Night fell, and the plain was pitch black.

However, there was still a lively scene in the Tatar tribe. The bonfires dispelled the darkness of the night. The Tatar people cheered, enjoyed fine wine and food, and reveled in the harvest celebration.

"Lord Enzo, please taste the barbecue I made."

Sitting on an animal skin blanket, Enzo was playing with a dagger when an animal skin girl suddenly came over, holding a plate of charcoal roast beef in her hand with a shy expression on her face.

The Harvest Celebration is a carnival festival for the War Ghost Clan.

On this day, the most popular thing is for women to woo men, because only in this way can they have a certain right to choose and not be forcibly assigned a husband by the tribe.

"No need, I'm not hungry." Enzo said indifferently.

Originally, at the harvest celebration, the inferior Enzo was not popular, and only Wendy and another girl showed love to him. However, as the bloody battle ended, Enzo showed the strength of the red-striped warrior and obtained the blood-killing power. After God gave it, he suddenly became very popular.

In a short time, more than a dozen girls had already expressed their love to him.

However, Enzo had no interest in this. Except for Wendy, all the advances were rejected, causing each of the indigenous girls to leave sadly, but could not stop more love seekers from coming.

"Lord Enzo, please try my barbecue."

As the girl just left, another older aboriginal woman immediately stepped forward, but judging from her hair accessories, she was not an unmarried girl, and she was more mature than Wendy.

Enzo frowned slightly.

"My name is Maggie, and I was Batur's eighth wife." Seemingly seeing Enzo's confusion, the older girl lowered her head and explained, "My Lord Enzo's performance in the bloody battle just now made me very happy." I admire you, so I hope I can get a chance to serve you."

Enzo had a dark look on his face and was almost speechless.

It turned out to be Batur's wife. Although the Zhangui clan was indigenous, its tradition had always been very different. After a male died, his wife would become a tribal resource again.

But as soon as Enzo killed Batur, his wife came to express her love, which still made Enzo feel speechless.

"No need." Enzo shook his head and rejected the woman.

Although for some people, enjoying the wife of an enemy is a very exciting thing, but Enzo is no longer one of them. What's more, Batur is not an enemy to him, he just crushes him to death at will. Just ants.

On the side, a smile appeared on Wendy's face, and she puffed up her chest proudly.

Enzo rejected all those who showed love, but only accepted his own barbecue. Being able to become the first wife of the red-striped warrior was undoubtedly something to be proud of for Wendy.

Sitting on the animal skin blanket, Enzo looked around.

At this time, the square has become very lively. All the blood warriors are enjoying the harvest celebration. In response to the tribal girl's love, most of the blood warriors have chosen to accept all comers and drag the other party into the stone house nearby. .

There used to be many stone houses around the square, but now demand exceeds supply.

The smell of hormones spread in the tribe, and the blushing sounds continued to reach his ears. However, Enzo was not affected at all, he just rejected the endless stream of love seekers with some boredom.

Next to him, a blood warrior was being courted by three indigenous women.

Like a lion, he looked at the three girls kneeling at his feet, and finally chose the most beautiful woman among them, took her arm, and prepared to go to the stone house for a friendly exchange.

However, the surrounding stone houses are all occupied.

The blood warrior shrugged, but was not in a hurry. Instead, he hooked his hands at the other two professors. The two indigenous women quickly followed, and they were whispering.

I don’t know what the blood warrior said.

The two indigenous women were blushing, but they nodded obediently. They took a few animal skins from somewhere and formed a small space on the spot, covering the Blood Warrior and the indigenous woman he chose.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable sound sounded

On the animal skin rug not far away, Enzo rolled his eyes. He was really speechless at the enthusiasm and unrestrainedness of the Zhangui tribe. At this moment, he happened to see two other indigenous women walking over carrying barbecue. He shook his head directly. .

"Let's go, Wendy." Enzo stood up and took Wendy's arm.

The girl who was squeezing Enzo's shoulders suddenly turned red, with shyness and expectation in her eyes. She followed Enzo's footsteps obediently and came to the outside of a closed stone house.

At this time, the door of the stone house was just pushed open.

A blood warrior hugged the half-naked indigenous woman and walked out. When he saw Enzo and Wendy, the blood warrior showed a simple smile on his face and left without saying a word.

Then, the two walked into the stone house.

There was an indescribable smell in the narrow room. Enzo shook his head slightly, raised his hand and lightly snapped his fingers. A gust of cold wind suddenly swirled, dispersing the smell in the air.

Wendy's heart was pounding wildly and she didn't notice anything unusual at all.

After using the power of witchcraft to clean up the room, Enzo waved his hand to lock the door, and at the same time released the silent glyph to isolate the stone house from the outside world, and the world suddenly fell into silence.

"Lord Enzo." Wendy's voice trembled.

"Don't be afraid." A trace of gentleness appeared on Enzo's face, and he stroked Wendy's head with his hand. His voice seemed to have the ability to soothe her emotions, which made Wendy feel inexplicably at ease.

Then, the two came to the wooden bed.

The next day, early morning.

The light of dawn spreads over the earth, and the sky in the distance turns slightly white. The Tatar tribe is in a mess. The first day of the harvest celebration is over, and the square has not had time to clean up.

In the stone house, Enzo had already woken up.

He only tasted the pleasure last night, and it was not too crazy. However, the familiar feeling still made him feel a little confused in his heart, and the tense emotions seemed to be relieved.

Enzo has not relaxed for a long time since becoming a wizard.

As he embarked on the path of pursuing truth and power, Enzo became increasingly indifferent to worldly enjoyments. When he was on an expedition to the forest world, he was also focused on pursuing power and never relaxed at all.

Perhaps it was this tight mentality that allowed Enzo to be promoted to a third-level wizard in less than a hundred years, although a large part of the reason was with the help of various opportunities.

"Strong power is the real poison that makes people sink."

Enzo sighed in his heart. Since becoming a wizard, he seemed to be pursuing power too much, and the gap between his inner desire and that of mortals seemed to be getting wider and wider.

At this time, a murmur came from the wooden bed.

Wendy rubbed her hazy eyes and emerged from the animal skin quilt. Her snow-white shoulders were exposed to the air, presenting a beautiful picture that made Enzo couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly.

"You're awake, little one." Enzo said softly.

A hint of shyness appeared on Wendy's face, and she lowered her head in embarrassment. She felt very happy to be Enzo's wife. This mentality of surrendering to the male was something that every female from the Ghost Clan would experience.

Afterwards, Wendy got into the quilt and got dressed.

The two walked out of the stone house holding hands. As soon as they opened the door, Enzo saw several indigenous girls sleeping on trays outside the stone house. The barbecue inside had cooled down, and he couldn't help but shook his head.

These are obviously unrepentant displays of love.

According to the tradition of the War Ghost Clan, a male can have many wives, so although Enzo had already pulled Wendy into the stone house, some other indigenous women did not give up and planned to wait for Enzo to come out before expressing their love.

It's a pity that the whole night has passed.

The harvest celebration lasted for three days.

The arrival of the Black Mist Season is getting closer and closer, and the people of the Tatar tribe are enjoying the carnival before the Black Mist. According to the tradition of the War Ghost Tribe, the harvest celebration will continue until three days before the Black Mist Season.

"Calculate the time, there are still eight days until the Black Mist Season."

In a stone room, Enzo's eyes flickered and he thought, "My strength has now returned to the peak of the second-level wizard. It should be enough to face the dangers that may occur in the Black Mist Season, but I still can't take it lightly."

"Although the world of war ghosts is only an indigenous plane, there are still two gods at the level of fourth-order life forms after all."

"Unless I can fully recover my strength, there will still be some danger when facing them."

Enzo planned in his mind and decided to regain his strength first.

He must at least restore his strength to a third-level wizard before he is qualified to carry out the next plan. If he wants to attack the fourth level with the ghost world, the only way is to completely control the world.

Plane expedition, the method for third-level wizards to attack fourth-level!

During the expedition to the forest world, the three deans of Crow Phantom Academy used the most traditional method. They first used coordinates to open the plane portal, and then used the resources and power of the wizard world to continuously expand in the forest world. With great influence, he finally defeated the tree of Eqira, which was comparable to a god, and completely controlled the forest world.

"I can't count on the traditional planar expedition method."

Enzo sighed in his heart and shook his head slightly. With his current situation, he couldn't carry out a traditional plane expedition at all. He could only rely on himself to find a way to control the world bit by bit.

However, no matter what the plan is, you must first regain your strength.

It is simply impossible for a second-level wizard to rule a world, so no matter how Enzo plans, the first thing he needs to do is to fully restore his strength and awaken the three demigod phantom crows in his body.

Emerald Crow, Sani!

Kill Crow, Hirsch!

The Crow of Calamity, Zofi!

Coupled with Enzo's own third-level wizard, the four demigod-level combat powers are enough to have a certain impact on this world.

Among these three phantom crows, Zuo Fei is undoubtedly the main combat force.

The Crow of Disaster was originally transformed into a trace of the God of Disaster's energy. After absorbing all the divinity of the God of Voodoo in the Lost Continent, it has been promoted to a third-level life form and also has the function of coordinates.

It was thanks to the ability of the Disaster Crow that Enzo was able to escape the oppression of the Golden Mountain God, open the portal, and come to this world of war ghosts.

"If you want to control this world, the biggest difficulty lies in the two indigenous gods." Enzo thought in place.

"Both the God of Blood Killing and the God of Disaster have fourth-level combat power."

"Even in my heyday, I can only deal with one of them at most, and I may have to pay a certain price. It is impossible to fight one against two. However, these two indigenous gods themselves are hostile, so we can make good use of this."

When wizards conduct plane expeditions, the biggest obstacle is the indigenous gods.

Just like the original forest world, the Phantom Crows can only fully control everything after severely damaging the Tree of Aqila. Otherwise, no matter how many areas the wizards plunder, it will be of no avail.