Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

The role of a wizard is many.

It can help the great chief Chi You to make plans, fight in the south and north, and pacify all invading enemies.

You can also pray for wind and rain, and to summon souls and ghosts.

Not every Jiuli person can become a wizard. Only those with a sufficient concentration of the blood of the Witch God flowing in their blood can be qualified to become a wizard.

The wizard also has great power, which is the internal management of the Jiuli tribe.

They can directly punish other people under the high priest without going through the high priest. This is also their privilege as wizards.

Li Hui found a wizard.

He deliberately provoked Li Wu, and then received a fat beating in front of the wizard.

This guy wants to take advantage of the wizard to take revenge on himself!

After thinking about this, Li Wu's face became extremely ugly.

Although the Jiuli people are martial and aggressive, private fights are not allowed in the village, otherwise they will face severe punishment.

"You have seriously violated Jiuli's rules."

The wizard walked towards here on crutches. His eyes passed over Han Zhan and stayed on Li Wu for a long time.

It seemed that even the well-informed wizard was not easy to accept when he saw the "bleached" Jiuli warrior.

As he spoke, the crutch, which looked like a dead wood, was rooted in the ground, and yellow-brown roots climbed up from the bottom, binding Li Wu's legs.

Unlike the Jiuli warriors, the wizard's methods are cunning and diverse, making them difficult to guard against.

Li Wu glared angrily, but did not dare to fight back.

If you attack a member of the same clan, you will be punished slightly. If you attack a wizard with a special status, you will definitely be severely punished.

In this way, Li Wu remained motionless, letting the roots wrap him up from bottom to top, wrapping him into a human-shaped rice dumpling, with only the part above his neck exposed.

Li Hui saw this scene from the side, and even the corners of his mouth that were swollen like a pig's head couldn't help but rise.

Just when Li Hui thought that his move of borrowing a knife to kill someone was very effective, an untimely voice suddenly sounded.

"Master Wizard!"

I saw Han Zhan striding out of the room again.

"Master Wizard, please wait!"

Wait?

It's impossible to wait.

The wizard ignored this human who was obviously not from the Jiuli tribe. A branched tree root turned into a sharp sword and stabbed straight at the talkative slave.

But what he didn't expect was that the attack actually missed.

"Huh?" The skinny wizard on crutches turned his cloudy eyes and looked at Han Zhan.

Han Zhan dodged the attack and without any further hesitation, he raised something high in the wizard's sight with both hands.

"what?"

This was the second sound made by the skinny wizard.

He held the crutch with a little force, and his cloudy eyes narrowed.

It was a white, round, crystal clear pill.

It looked like just an ordinary pill, but the skinny wizard seemed to hear his longing heartbeat.

"What is this?"

The wizard's voice was slightly hoarse, like old sandpaper rubbing against rusty iron.

"I felt the majestic breath of life from it."

There is a play!

Seeing the wizard's reaction, Han Zhan became more confident.

In fact, from the beginning, when the wizard appeared and took action, combined with some details from the previous chat with Li Wu, Han Zhan had already surmised a key thing.

That is: a wizard needs to consume one thing to perform similar witchcraft or to improve his witchcraft power, and that is - vitality!

This also explains why they look extremely skinny and completely different from other Jiuli people.

The vitality in their bodies has been absorbed by the Witch God's bloodline!

It is precisely for this reason that Han Zhan chose to take out the white pill full of life power in his hand.

"Master Wizard, this pill was refined by me."

"It has only one effect, and that is to replenish a large amount of vitality. It is most suitable for people who lack vitality."

Han Zhan's two words were like two super bombs that exploded in the wizard's heart, causing waves to fill the ancient well he had tried so hard to maintain!

"Lord Li Wu originally wanted to hand over this pill to the wizard as soon as possible, but someone interfered with it and delayed the business."

This sentence made Li Hui's eyelids jump.

Such a clumsy way of spreading dirt can simply be described as nonsense.

It was absolutely impossible for the wizard to believe what Han Zhan said, but he also understood the meaning of Han Zhan's words.

So he tapped the ground again, and all the dead wood extending from the bottom of the crutch was retracted, and Li Wu returned to his original state from the bound zongzi state.

After doing this, the wizard's eyes were locked on Han Zhan again.

"Bring it up to me."

……

This is a desolate and lonely mountain.

The bare mountaintops tower into the clouds.

On the top of the mountain in the back, there is an artificially dug cave. The cave is winding and twisting, and there is a unique cave.

The flags representing sacrifices are inserted diagonally on the stone walls of the cave in rows.

The bones of cattle, sheep and other livestock were piled up into hills.

Deeper in the cave, a group of haggard and skinny men and women were guarding a room built in the cave, looking a little anxious.

If Li Wu and Li Hui were to see this scene, they would be so shocked that their eyes would fall off.

These men and women are none other than the wizards of the Jiuli tribe!

So many wizards gather here precisely because this is their lair and base camp.

"Why has it been so long and there's still no news?"

"It shouldn't fail, right?"

"It's such a difficult thing to communicate with the Witch God, even if it fails, it's normal."

"Shut up, if this doesn't work, then where is the future of our wizards? The future of our wizards is all in the hands of that one!"

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd.

Inside the house, there were several wizards who were the skinniest, most rotten, and exuded the smell of old and dilapidated things.

They stared straight ahead.

There, there was a graceful and graceful figure with her back facing them. Her hands were constantly changing various postures while she leaned down to bow down.

I don’t know how long this process lasted.

Until that beautiful figure stopped moving.

Several of the most senior wizards stepped forward in unison and asked with a hint of urgency:

"Miko, have you got the results of your communication with the Witch God?"

"Yes." A clear and pleasant voice sounded, and the beautiful figure known as the miko-sama slowly turned around, and handed over a piece of animal skin covered with words in her white and soft hands.

The latter took it carefully.

The hands holding the animal skin began to tremble slightly due to excitement.

Then they saw several large characters written on the first line of the animal skin:

"Fangzhongshu!"