Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 234 The Witch, the Sea, and the Burning Rack

After Duncan nodded slightly to indicate that everything was alright, the others, including Haijal, left.

If Duncan hadn't agreed, Haijal probably wouldn't have left.

Inside the tree house.

The beautiful witch in front of them casually raised her hand, her fingers forming a hand seal. In the instant she turned to the side, her lips moved slightly as she silently chanted a spell. Soon, an invisible magical fluctuation appeared, and a monster invisible to the naked eye appeared in the room.

—Spirit (Summoned Item) (Fellow Monster) (Demon Species) (Two-Star Silver Gray).

Almost instinctively, Duncan turned his head to look at the location of the monster; this demonic creature possessed the ability to become invisible.

"You do indeed possess magical talent."

As if she had discovered a great secret about Duncan, the witch Greya said in a playful tone, "No wonder I smelled a dragon-like magical aura on you as soon as you came in."

Duncan's inscription ability is already taking effect; the faint vortex of magic is only detectable by legendary beings.

This wouldn't be noticeable in other people.

But barbarians are brainless, illiterate, and warlike. They are very good at killing people and casting spells, but their ancestors didn't have much of that gene.

The bloodline deities of this world are somewhat like the Norse gods; they are not omnipotent.

The god of strength, Kord, was similar to Thor in his early days, renowned for slaying dragons, and legend has it that he killed many ancient dragons. Many of the raging gods had their own specializations, and it was only in the last few centuries that they gained the ability to cast numerous spells.

In this respect, the gods are almost omnipotent, and they have no obvious shortcomings.

As times change, the existence of deities will gradually be phased out.

Barbarians are all warriors by blood, but Duncan is clearly a bit abnormal; he possesses an unusual affinity for magic.

However, Duncan remained calm and slowly said, "I am not a pure-blooded Usgar barbarian. My mother was a slave from the North."

Son of a slave.

In this era that values ​​lineage, it is extremely difficult for the original human form to rise to prominence.

Greya looked surprised and whispered, "The witch of the North?"

It shouldn't be.

The witches of the North wouldn't have fallen so low as to become slaves to mindless barbarians.

Duncan shook his head and said, "No."

"They're just ordinary commoners from the North, maybe they have some witch blood in their ancestors."

His inscribed abilities, the power of giants, are easily concealed because the God of Strength, Kord, enjoys seduce beautiful female giants. Barbarians have some giant blood in them, which can be explained by the atavism of their bloodline.

However, the dragons of the north are not intelligent and are almost extinct, so very few humans possess the magic of dragons.

"It definitely tastes like dragon."

The beautiful witch leaned closer to Duncan and sniffed, murmuring, "There's also the scent of ice and the north wind."

"It looks like it has just awakened."

Duncan's inscription ability takes effect gradually, giving her the illusion that it has just awakened.

Greya turned and poured Duncan a cup of tea. She said softly, "Someone like you, with both talent and ability, why would you follow Hyjal?"

Duncan laughed when he heard this.

He picked up his teacup and drank it all in one gulp. Looking down at the witch before him, he slowly said, "A witch like you would be a guest of honor for kings and nobles in any city-state. So why do you live in seclusion in this remote place?"

"You must have known we were coming, right?"

Upon hearing this, the witch Greya narrowed her eyes slightly and nodded frankly, saying, "Yes. I just didn't expect you to arrive so early."

Duncan calmly stated, "Our goals are the same."

The witch said calmly, "For the legend?"

For the sake of legend.

Sometimes, simply killing monsters doesn't guarantee you enough legends.

Duncan shook his head and said, "For glory."

They are essentially the same kind of people, both hitching a ride on Hyjal's coattails. The only difference is that the witch was just getting some lore along the way, while Duncan was taking full advantage of Hyjal to make the most of it.

Although I haven't reached legendary status yet, traveling with Hyjal will automatically bring all sorts of legendary events to my doorstep.

"You are indeed not simple."

The witch Greya turned around with a smile and said, "Interested in cooperating with me?"

this era.

Countless people aspire to become gods, but in the end, only a very few are truly elevated to become one of the gods of faith.

Duncan chuckled and said, "Aren't we already working together?"

A cunning man.

They're still barbarians.

Greya sighed softly, "Stealing the power of the gods is not so easy."

"Our origins determine many things."

This man has great ambitions and is definitely not as simple as he seems.

sometimes.

The witches all thought he was like a human emperor because he was calm and confident, and even had an indescribable influence and dominance.

This kind of temperament is something that only kings, who are high above the rest, possess among mortals.

Duncan didn't respond to the other person's question, but instead asked softly, "Where in the world is the most water?"

This is a simple question.

The witch Greya frowned and said, "The sea."

Duncan nodded and continued, "So where does the water eventually flow to?" The witch Greya replied thoughtfully, "The sea."

The mighty river flows eastward, eventually emptying into the sea.

Whether it's legendary status, power and authority, or worldly wealth, it all flows to those who have none of these things.

Duncan calmly said, "If you want to find more water, there's only one place to go."

The witch Greya slowly said, "The sea."

"So that's why you stayed by Hyjal's side instead of pursuing your own glorious legend alone?"

Duncan shook his head again.

He said calmly, "A trickle of water flows into the sea without leaving a trace."

"But they are different when they converge into the Yangtze River."

Have you ever been to a estuary?

"The confluence of rivers and lakes and the collision of ocean waves, where the turbid and the clear meet, is the boundary between man and god."

“We mortals are born in streams and shallows, why rush into the sea to fight the wind and waves? Besides, there are many old monsters hidden beneath the surface of the sea.”

A dragon enters the sea.

What fish and shrimp need to do is take advantage of this wind and waves to cross the Dragon Gate. Once you cross it, you will become a dragon, and one day you will be born, flooding thousands of miles and returning to the East China Sea.

At that time, you were a true dragon, and even the old monsters couldn't do much against you.

They were not the protagonists of their time, and the script would not arrange things for them.

Amidst the surging tides and undercurrents of the times, there are also opportunities. To create one's own legend, one must at least possess the strength of a dragon.

In this era, not everyone can transform into a dragon, nor can everyone be elevated to godhood.

legend.

That sounds impressive, but this is the age of mythology!
While you are creating legends, you are also becoming a legend in the eyes of others. Which of those powerful opponents defeated by the heroes of ancient Greek mythology were not epic figures of their own tribal civilizations?

In the Trojan War, all the heroes who took to the field were mythical heroes.

Even the Amazonian queen, who is often relegated to the background, is nonetheless a legendary figure of a civilization.

Why is the witch Greya hiding here?

She knew it herself, and Duncan knew it too.

With the wrath of the gods behind him and the divine favor of the god of strength, Kord, always by his side, Hyjal can pursue legend and glory without restraint. But Duncan cannot, at least not yet.

Moreover, Hyjal was not the only protagonist of this era; amidst the waves of the Great Conflict, he was merely one of the mythical heroes.

Right now, he's doing pretty well.

Only when he collides with the tides of the times, and battles with legendary figures from other civilizations and mythological heroes from other pantheons, will we know whether he is Hercules, the mighty god of ancient Greece, or some foreign hero defeated by the orthodox Greeks.

Duncan's words plunged the witch Greya into deep thought. Finally, she slowly raised her head, looking at Duncan in astonishment, and said, "You surprise me!..."

"You don't seem like a barbarian, but more like a philosopher."

Upon hearing the other party's words, Duncan raised an eyebrow and suddenly bowed, saying, "Then, Your Excellency Greya, the legendary witch."

"Would you mind sending me a few more life-saving gadgets?"

He's still that same smooth-talking, barbaric man.

Eat and take at the same time.

Shameless.

This time, however, the witch Greya did not hesitate at all. She opened a box that had been enchanted, raised her snow-white chin arrogantly, and puffed out her breasts, indicating, "Choose for yourself."

"These are all alchemical potions I recently concocted."

She seems to be quite poor.

Greya thought Duncan would be overjoyed, but when she saw Duncan's slightly disgusted look after discovering that the room was full of alchemical potions, she instantly became furious.

I thought I could get some powerful rare items!
The results were all medications.

Duncan didn't stand on ceremony and took more than ten bottles, packing them up to leave with him.

Before leaving, he turned and looked at the beautiful witch, smiling meaningfully. He didn't know when she had switched from neutral to friendly.

Not everyone is qualified to be on the Investiture of the Gods list.

The appearance of gods is indeed an opportunity for countless people, but there are only so many positions available. In just the past two days, he has heard of many beings with similar divine duties, including several gods of love from all over the north and south.

If even a minor position like the Love Goddess has so many competitors, one can only imagine how fierce the competition is for other divine positions.

This is a complete upheaval of the entire era.

Those who were relegated to the status of false gods during the primitive tribal era were the first batch of god-like powers to be eliminated; the next batch will be bloodline gods who have been passed down for tens of thousands of years.

The positions of gods cannot be monopolized by bloodline inheritance forever. Sooner or later, the gods of faith will launch a pantheon war against the old gods, the original gods, and the bloodline gods!
Perhaps millions of years from now.

The belief in gods can also lead to the dragon slayer becoming the dragon himself, yet they are now one of the driving forces behind societal change.

Duncan is currently playing a supporting role.

It's because the real historical drama hasn't even begun yet; he's already mingling in the mythological mini-drama. Once he's completed his initial accumulation, it will be time for him to bare his fangs at the gods.

soon.

The group left the witch's treehouse to find the priest she had mentioned.

This profession is still a novelty.

However, when they found the other party, they were shocked to discover that the priest they were looking for was about to be burned at the stake by the indigenous people.

She came to proclaim her love, which resulted in the tribal chief's wife running off with someone else.

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(End of this chapter)