Chapter 592

"The Jackal and Centaur tribes near Dylan port are mainly 'black stone' and 'blood hoof'... However, the 'blood hoof' Centaur tribe was swept by the Empire years ago, and many adult centaurs were arrested as slaves, which can not have much impact on the colony at present..."

Port Dylan, garrison house.

Rod and Sulu sat in their chairs and looked at a map in front of them.

Elena is holding a baton, He is introducing the situation nearby to the two "big men" of the garrison: "the blood hoof tribe is located in the blood highland, while the black stone tribe is located on the edge of the rotten swamp... Recently, there is evidence that many scattered jackals came from opposite the rotten swamp to join the black stone tribe or become wanderers, which had a severe impact on the security situation of the colony."

"So it seems that the Centaur is not a threat for the time being. More and more jackals are the urgent problem to be solved in port Dylan."

Rod glanced at Sulu and spoke first.

"Yes, your excellency."

Elena bowed slightly, with some emotion in her heart.

Apocalypse, war, death

All three Knights of the "Spirit Lord" gather here, and the extraordinary races around port Dylan are bound to suffer a disaster.

"Why did the Jackal tribe across the swamp take great risks to cross the swamp?" Rod continued.

"Naturally, there was a terrible accident on the other side of the swamp... Leading to the extinction of a large number of species... It is suspected that a 'super ancient species' has revived... But it should not be a giant dragon."

This is the information that Elena later obtained.

She took a deep breath and said, "because the giant dragon has a natural 'dragon power', a certain spiritual force field, which can enslave the lower rank supernatural race, and the jackal is just one of them."

If there is a dragon on the other side of the swamp, I'm afraid even the "black stone" tribe here will take the initiative to trek to take refuge and form a "jackal kingdom"!

This is the nature engraved in their blood.

As for the ancient species other than the giant dragon, even the most knowledgeable archaeologists may not be able to make it clear.

After all, there are too many unknown 'mysteries' on the dark continent.

"Well, what we need to solve now is the Blackstone tribe and several large groups of exiled jackals... Tell us about them."

Rod rubbed his eyebrows.

"Adult jackals generally have the strength of first-order physics professionals, but they can be dealt with with with fire guns. The real trouble is the professionals among them... At present, there are two career paths among jackals. The first is the faith path represented by [priest], and the second is the casting ability revealed by their blood awakening, which is called [warlock] ！ In addition, there are some sporadic inauguration systems, some similar to [crazy soldiers], but very rare. "

"In addition, the most important thing to pay attention to is the totem of each tribe, a kind of natural spirit. The more powerful the tribe is, the more powerful their guardian Totem will be, and even reach the level of hypocrisy."

Elena looked serious:

"The totem of the 'Blackstone' tribe is a powerful spirit and needs a large number of sacrifices every year... But what we really need to be careful is that there may be high priests in the fleeing jackal tribe who bring their totems. The seriously injured totems need to be supplemented. They will hunt all living creatures madly."

"Let me solve this problem."

Sulu is not slow.

Totems, or natural spirits, have complex origins, but generally like blood sacrifice and belief, so they are worshipped by indigenous tribes.

There may even be some unique cursed spirits. Completely unable to communicate, but the priests generally understood the curse law and made use of it through brutal and bloody attempts.

Among them, the truly powerful may be called a 'false god'!

——Can answer prayers in a small range, and the strength is roughly equivalent to that of level 5 or 6 professionals.

Although they are vulnerable to the avatars of the gods, they are densely distributed and deeply rooted on the dark continent. It is definitely not a day or two to eliminate them.

"The main problem of the garrison is to destroy the Jackal tribes crossing the swamp... As for other totems and even the Blackstone tribe, leave it to me."

Sulu got up and ended the discussion.

"Yes, follow your will."

Elena said respectfully.

After all, this "Knight of the Apocalypse" is the Lord's divine dependant, the chief of the Knights of the round table, and must be the first Pope of the church in the future.

When Elena left, rod looked curiously at Sulu: "what are you going to do?"

"Do you still need to consider such a small matter?"

Sulu looked at him in surprise: "directly kill or seal the totem of Blackstone and Bloodhoof tribe, and then I will replace it... Anyway, with the current strength of dilun port, it can not expand to the swamp area, so they need to occupy a position first. As for others, secretly cooperate with pirate guards and encircle and suppress them together."

"What a... Simple and crude means."

Rod looked at the brother and suddenly understood.

Since the beginning of the fifth level professionals, they began to gradually change their life forms, and the sixth level has a mythical body.

At the seventh level, from the body to the mind, they have been separated from the category of the original race.

Therefore, for gods, human beings and jackals are the same "objects of faith".

It was only because Sulu's "human flavor" was always strong that he had the illusion that "gods are also human".

This is true of all human beings who become gods. What about those gods whose noumenon doesn't know what they are?

At this moment, rod suddenly felt a deep chill.

He deeply understood a truth that equal exchange is always the law of the mysterious world.

Even with the restriction and control of the professional system, the mysterious power is still too strong to make every professional change unconsciously!

"Are you afraid, afraid?"

Sulu was acutely aware of the emotion and looked at rod.

"Yes..." rod smiled bitterly. "I suddenly thought of a question you mentioned before... If a person is a ship that changes parts in constant navigation, which is the real 'person' in the end, a new ship that has replaced all parts? Or an old ship composed of washed out parts?"

"It's a new ship!"

Sulu replied with a smile: "and you have a fallacy. The replaced parts may form an 'old ship', but some things lost in the growth of professionals can not form a 'person' when combined. At most, they are evil, strange and crazy spirits or monsters. So... Where the ID is, it is the real me!"