Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

With the help of this big stone stick, the wild beasts on the road no longer dared to attack them.

At night, the father and son set up camp on the roadside, and the father roasted squirrel meat.

The son began to devour the food. Seeing his son eating, the father laughed heartily.

Later, my father also ate a squirrel. The father and son, who had eaten and drank enough, lay on the ground and looked at the stars and the moon at night.

"These stars are so beautiful! And the moon is also very bright." The son pointed to the sky and said.

"Haha! Legend has it that both the starry sky and the bright moon are the incarnation of God."

"Gods? Are they more powerful than the Dragon King?" the son asked.

"Uh... I don't know." My father was also asked.

But at this time, Dashi Bang thought: "In a head-on confrontation, I am no match for the Dragon King. Maybe God is not as powerful as the Dragon King."

"Ah~~ah~~" A melodious female voice could be heard faintly in the distance.

My son's eyes lit up when he heard this charming singing. "It sounds so nice! Who is singing this?"

"It must be those people of the ancestral spirits. They should be holding some kind of celebration again."

"Then let's go take a look!" the son said excitedly.

"Farewell, they don't welcome humans very much." My father stopped me. "Although the woman in there sings very nicely, she is very fierce and likes to slap people's ears and scratch them."

"Father, you know so clearly, have you ever been to their village?"

"Ahem, I've been there... I went there when I bought aphrodisiacs for the priest." The father said hesitantly.

Dashi Bang: "...How can you falsely accuse someone of innocence out of thin air?"

"Father, what are aphrodisiacs?"

"Ah~ you can only know this when you grow up!"

Then, my father began to vividly talk about the girl among the people of the ancestral spirit.

"Those girls are slender and beautiful when they are young, but once they reach the age of twenty-five, they become bulky and have a bad temper..."

Dashi Bang listened to the chirping sounds of the father and son and fell into deep thought.

"The people of the ancestors...according to the investigation, they should also be outsiders. Not the aborigines of this continent. Their gods came earlier than me." Dashibang thought silently.

During his investigations over the years, he discovered that this continent had long been invaded by many outside gods.

The most obvious among them are the God of Ancestral Spirits and the God of the Two-Headed Bird. However, these two gods did not conflict with the local residents, but instead integrated into the local life. It even completes the rules of this continent.

The god of ancestral spirits represents life, while the two-headed bird god represents death. From then on, life on the entire continent began to cycle.

As for the origin of the people of the ancestral spirits, they should also be differentiated from the god of the ancestral spirits.

The incarnation of the God of the Ancestral Spirits is a huge stag, and the hair dropped by the stag is used by the people of the Ancestral Spirits to make aphrodisiacs.

This drug is popular with orcs and humans alike. Relying on selling potions, the people of the ancestral spirit have gained a firm foothold.

As for the mysterious two-headed bird god, he has only seen the other party's incarnation, but has never seen the other party's ethnic group.

"Maybe I should also build my own tribe." Dashibang thought.

In fact, when he first came to this continent, he had thoughts of conquest and destruction. But after spending some time with humans, he started to like it a little bit.

"I have two choices now, one is to transform into a dragon, and the other is to merge into a human being. Which one should I choose?" Dashibang thought silently.

At this moment, a group of ancestral spirits suddenly walked out on the road. A celebration was being held in the village, and they wanted to patrol here.

"Huh? There's someone having a barbecue over there!" This group of ancestral people immediately showed wary eyes.

The father and son also climbed up in a hurry.

"We don't mean any harm, let's leave right away!" the father shouted hurriedly.

"It turns out to be a human and... my god!" When these ancestral people saw their son's strange appearance, their eyes suddenly showed excitement.

"His body is covered with horns! He is so handsome!" They excitedly surrounded their son.

The father looked confused, and then he suddenly came to his senses. The people of the ancestral spirit worship horned creatures very much, but they themselves do not have horns.

To complement themselves, they usually wear deer antlers on their heads.

The father and son were invited to the village. The arrival of the monster son made the celebration atmosphere in the village even more lively.

There were a few little girls from the Ancestral Spirit clan who took the monster son and walked towards their tent.

"Stop! He is still a child! Please let me come!" the father shouted hurriedly.

The girls looked at each other and pulled their father into the tent.

Early the next morning, when his son woke up in a daze, he found that his feet had been sawed off.

"Father! Father!" he shouted in fright.

"Your horns are very beautiful! Our princess has fallen in love with you! Just stay here!" An ancestral spirit warrior showed an expression of envy and hatred.

"No! I want to find my father!" The child picked up the big stone stick and rushed out.

"Haha!" The ancestral spirit warriors smiled disdainfully and stepped forward one after another.

Ping ping ping pong! In a short time, these soldiers were lying on the ground.

"Father! Father!" The monster son began to go around the village looking for his father.

The whole village was in a state of panic due to him.

Finally, the father who had been crazy all night finally woke up in a daze.

"Headache..." He touched his forehead and put on his clothes.

The ancestral spirit girl beside him tried to push him down, but he broke free.

His father opened the tent and saw a group of fierce villagers staring at him fiercely.

"Uh... excuse me, farewell!" The father was so frightened that he ran away, with the villagers behind him chasing after him.

Later, the father and son successfully reunited and began their running journey.

Whoosh whoosh! Several arrows glowing with spiritual light shot at them fiercely. But they were all twisted away by their snakeskin moves.

Although the people of the ancestral spirits are powerful, their speed is very slow.

In the end, they could only watch helplessly as the father and son ran further and further away.

"Trash! My horned prince has run away!" A three-meter-tall, tiger-backed ancestral spirit girl slapped the person next to her hard.

Those who were slapped dared not speak out in anger, because this was their princess. "Damn! You must stand farther away next time!"

When the father and son saw that the pursuers did not catch up, they leaned against the big tree to catch their breath.

"Woooooo~ My horn is gone." The son touched his horn.

"It's okay, it will grow back." My father comforted me.

"How do you know?"

"I sawed them for you when you were little. Then they grew back. The arrows I used for my bow and arrow when I hunted were made from your horns."

"Oh~ I asked you why it looks so familiar."

Gululu~ The father and son touched their bellies, they were hungry.

After catching a few big squirrels and having a good meal, they continued on their way.