Chapter 897: Chapter 897: Revenge of the Evil God Chapter 897: Chapter 897: Revenge of the Evil God Fortunately, the black little girl hesitated for a mont, then replied in clumsy Eagle language:
“No… it doesn’t matter, the fact that you were able to rescue is already a stroke of luck. As for the lives of these people, you don’t have to care too much! Thank you, big brother!”
“Uh…”
Greg Jensen twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at the little girl with a sowhat strange gaze.
He wondered why she spoke so cold-heartedly? They were from the sa tribe, after all, didn’t she have any grief for the death of her companions?
It looked as though she only cared about her own safety, and her words also seed utterly selfish.
Of course, these were just his thoughts, and he didn’t voice them.
After all, those people were already dead, and it made no sense to get into an argunt with her about this matter.
“Would it be convenient for you to tell what exactly is going on here? Where are the rest of your tribe? How much do you know about that Beast King?”
Greg Jensen’s attitude had beco much colder as he asked three questions in a row.
In response, the little girl answered each one, describing their situation, which wasn’t much different from what had been reported internationally.
The only difference was that she ntioned the revenge of the Evil God. It was said that the Beast King was an emissary sent by the Evil God, intending to destroy the entire Shadow Province and eradicate all the descendants of the Pharaoh to break the so-called seal.
At first, Greg Jensen was sowhat surprised because he quickly thought of the Demon Race that existed in higher dinsions, pondering whether the Evil God she ntioned belonged to the Demon Race.
But he soon realized that this must be part of the local tribal culture, worshipping the Pharaonic civilization.
Furthermore, if the so-called emissaries of the Evil God truly wished to destroy the inhabitants of Shadow Province and break the Pharaoh’s seal, why spread the ferocious beasts across the whole country?
Could it be that all the people of the globe were descendants of the Pharaoh? That was clearly ridiculous, for example, the civilization of Dragonia had its own Pangu mythology and tales of Nuwa, which were far different from anything related to the Pharaoh.
“Hmm, so where are the other people of your tribe hiding? Hasn’t your governnt intervened in these past few months?”
Greg Jensen didn’t want to dwell on whether the god was evil or not and quickly shifted the topic.
The girl shook her head, saying, “Our area has over a thousand tribes, and currently, all are hiding in cellars. Normally we never co out, and it’s only because we ran out of food that I followed these servants to forage.”
Servants?
It dawned on Greg Jensen that these tribes had a very strict hierarchy, were rather backward, and quite feudal, continuing the master-servant relationship.
No wonder she didn’t care about these people’s deaths and even uttered those heartless words.
“So, you an to say, by hiding in cellars, you’re not in much danger? Those ferocious beasts won’t co looking for trouble?”
“Well… it’s unlikely! They just want to occupy this territory; as long as we don’t appear on the surface, they won’t attack! Unless we co out to forage, there’s basically no danger!”
“I see.”
Greg Jensen had an epiphany. No wonder he had seen mostly corpses of strong people sent by various countries during his half-day on this grassland, rarely spotting locals from the tribal black population. It turned out they were all hiding underground.
It looked like the local authorities hadn’t implented any concrete plans, or rather, no matter the planning and resistance, hiding seed the safest option.
From here, it can also be deduced that the ferocious beasts’ rampage wasn’t just about the slaughter; they were more intent on occupying territory.
So, the next step was to find the Beast King. Once found, all problems would likely be readily resolved.
“Beast King? This… This is sothing I don’t know much about. Our tribe only knows that it’s the Evil God’s Emissary, the spirit of evil!”
Addressing this issue, the girl shook her head and muttered,
“Sir, if you, like those before you, intend to eliminate the Beast King, then I advise you to leave as soon as possible.
The spirit of the Evil God’s Emissary will definitely dominate the whole world this ti. The fate of our Human Clan has long been out of our hands!”
Clearly, she firmly believed in the talk of the Evil God and even thought the Human Clan should act according to the situation, prostrating under the feet of the Evil God sooner and quietly waiting for the Pharaoh’s resurrection to lead them back into the light.
Confronted with such an impractical statent, Greg Jensen just shook his head without arguing:
“Heh, little girl, you go back to your tribe then. I will keep searching. Farewell!”
“Wait a minute!”
To his surprise, the black girl stopped him again, “Even if you find the Evil God’s Emissary, you’re powerless against it! Searching this way, you’re no different from seeking death!”
Greg was amused and incredulous and retorted, “So, we must wait for your Pharaoh God to descend before anything can be done? I’m not from your tribe, and I don’t believe in these tales!”
“No, that’s not it! Even if our Pharaoh were to appear now, he might not be a match for it! The Evil God’s Emissary recently found the Earth’s Core Holy Fla, which is the most malevolent fire of the plains’ God of Fire!”
“Heh, God of Fire, Evil God? You’re getting more and more absurd. I don’t believe any of this… Hmm? What?!”
Greg instinctively dismissed the claim, but quickly he seed to catch so information, his eyes widening he asked, “What did you just say? Earth’s Core Holy Fla??”
His reaction wasn’t an overstatent because he had heard sothing similar from a ferocious beast. It was said that the Beast King had rged with a certain earth fla, which had greatly enhanced its intelligence and strength, allowing it to dominate over other beasts.
The fact that this young girl spoke similarly proved that these claims certainly weren’t baseless, and he thought he needed to fully understand the matter.
“Yes, Earth’s Core Holy Fla, that is the plains’ God of Fire, capable of burning mountains, boiling seas, destroying everything! Now that the Evil God’s Emissary has rged with the God of Fire, without the God of Ice to counter it, even if you find it, you won’t be its match!”
“What is the God of Ice?” Greg could guess that the so-called God of Ice must also be so kind of treasured natural resource, “Right, where can the God of Ice be found?”
“I wouldn’t know that! The God of Fire, the God of Ice, the Disaster God—these deities co and go without a trace, and few people know of their existence. If I weren’t the tribe’s princess, I wouldn’t be privy to such things!”
The black girl pursed her thick lips and shook her head. Soon though, she excitedly added, “Right, the chieftain of the linda lrose tribe must have a way to find out. He’s a follower of the Pharaoh, skilled in divination!”
“This…”
For a mont, Greg didn’t know what to do.
The only certainty was that the God of Fire, or the Earth’s Core Holy Fla, was real. Therefore… the God of Ice that could counter it ought to exist as well.
He just wasn’t sure if the divination from the chieftain of the linda lrose tribe was real or fake.
But upon further reflection, considering his own level, battling a King Level Beast King would prove challenging; if that creature also possessed so kind of Sacred Fla, there would indeed be many troubles.
Perhaps it would be wiser to act with caution and try his luck. Maybe, with the God of Ice in hand, he would significantly increase his own trump card.
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