Wizard: I crush legends with martial arts.

Baldam was surprised. Could that female centaur be from the Magram tribe?

However, it dared not conceal the truth: "The Magram tribe and the Black Mountain tribe summoned the barbarian god, causing calamity and leading to the extermination of several orc tribes. This enraged the beast god, who then sent a revelation to the chieftain, dispatching a high priest from the Beast King City to completely annihilate them."

If these humans are here to seek revenge for the Magram tribe, then let them go to the Beast King City to find the High Priest. The Coldtooth tribe will not take the blame for this!

There are so many powerful people in Beast King City, he would definitely be in deep trouble if he went there!

Upon hearing this news, Mahaya froze on the spot.

Having avenged his great grudge, he didn't feel any joy for some reason; instead, he felt an emptiness in his heart.

"A primal god?" Alphonse asked in confusion.

Baldam quickly explained, "That's a legend among us orcs. Offering a large number of sacrifices can bring down a primal god. Once the primal god gains a physical body, it will bestow blessings, protection, or powerful strength upon the one who summons it. However, this is also a taboo. When a primal god descends, it will excessively absorb the life force of the surrounding environment, turning fertile areas into barren lands and disrupting the balance of nature."

Alphonse glanced at Mahaya.

Mahaya shook her head. "I've never heard of this legend."

This was the first time she had ever heard of this.

Bardam quickly replied, "This centaur lady is too young to know, it's normal. Only the chieftain and priests would know such a secret."

Well, that makes sense.

Alphonse nodded in agreement. "Have you seen a dwarf wearing a horned helmet and carrying a large backpack pass by here?"

As he spoke, Alphonse gave a general description of Tessie's appearance, noting that his large beard was the most distinctive feature.

Baldam looked surprised. How could it know about this? It was so old and usually just stayed in the wooden house. Unless there was a festival or a tribesman was injured or died, it didn't need to come out to work.

A young werewolf warrior, who didn't appear particularly strong, raised his hand. "I know! I've seen that dwarf!"

His voice trembled slightly, but he still managed to get the words out fluently.

As he spoke, he pointed into the distance, "He went that way!"

"He didn't come to your tribe to inquire about anything?" Alphonse wasn't quite sure if the young werewolf's words were true or not, so he asked again.

Bardam said somewhat awkwardly, "Our werewolf clan isn't exactly friendly towards dwarves, so he probably doesn't have much say on our side."

It didn't dare say it aloud. Apart from other half-orc races, werewolves regarded any outsiders as prey.

He then added, "In that direction, he should be heading to the Minotaur tribe. The Minotaur are extremely friendly to the dwarves who are skilled in blacksmithing and finding mineral veins."

Alphonse was overjoyed; he had finally received news from Tessie.

He did come here.

However, Alphonse remained cautious, as he couldn't be sure the werewolf might be lying.

Looking at the young werewolf, Alphonse's eyes gleamed with a mesmerizing light. "Tell me, is what you're saying true?"

The werewolf was startled, but he was no match for the soul-capturing technique. Instantly, he felt Alphonse's eyes magnify before his eyes, turning into a lake that he couldn't help but sink into. He became confused and involuntarily murmured, "I'm telling the truth. He ran away before I even caught up with him."

Alphonse's face darkened. This guy actually wanted to chase after them?

Baldam sensed something was wrong. It had realized that Alphonse had used strange magic, but it dared not stop him and was trembling with fear.

With a "whoosh," it knelt on the ground, pleading for mercy, "Respected human powerhouse, please forgive its sins! As long as you don't harm my people, I can make it atone with its death!"

The low sobbing sounded again. Although the young werewolf was in a daze, there were still his relatives and elders among the crowd.

However, he also understood that to quell the anger of the human before him, a sacrifice had to be made, and the priest's decision was understandable.

"Forget it!" Alphonse waved his hand dismissively.

Anyway, this guy didn't cause any harm to Tessie, and Alphonse didn't want to commit pointless killings.

Having obtained the information he wanted, Alphonse did not linger any longer. He took Mia and Mahaya, leaped onto the back of the earth dragon once more, and rode away.

Only when he saw that the earth dragon had gone far away did Baldam dare to stand up.

The earth dragon's intimidating aura had soaked its back with cold sweat; the feeling of being lying on a chopping board, at the mercy of others, was truly unpleasant for it.

A devilish voice suddenly echoed in my mind, "Want to escape this predicament? Want to gain immense power? Summon the primal gods! The primal gods will protect you and grant you strength!"

Baldam shook its head violently. It didn't know why the devil's temptation had appeared in its mind, but it also understood very well that summoning the barbarian god would only bring disaster.

After the monster horde passed, the tribe suffered considerable casualties.

Nowadays, food is so scarce that the chieftain has to lead the tribe's elite warriors to hunt for meat in more distant places.

But the thought grew stronger and stronger in his heart, making it difficult to suppress.

Alphonse had no idea that a lingering echo would resonate in the heart of the Cold Tooth tribe's priest.

Having found a clue, they headed straight for the Minotaur tribe.

The Demon Sword Falbunkus suddenly said, "It sounds like summoning a primal god and sacrificing a large number of living beings is somewhat like the usual methods of the Corrupt Sage Suguna."

Alphonse immediately took note.

Falbongus continued, "Perhaps they summoned not primal gods, but demon warriors?"

Alphonse had not forgotten the grudge of being exiled to Fantalia by Suguna, but the primal gods summoned by the Magram tribe and the Black Mountain tribe had been destroyed by the high priest of the Beast King City, and there was no way to pursue them anymore.

It is still unclear where Luguna fled to.

Enemies that can teleport are the most troublesome.

As dusk fell, Alphonse had no choice but to find a reasonably spacious open space to camp.

No matter how fast the earth dragon is, it won't be able to reach the Minotaur tribe's habitat today.

Bill Grinch's cabin is indeed suitable for camping in the wild. It may seem like there is only one room of about ten square meters inside, but once you enter, it turns into a mansion with more than twenty rooms.

All the facilities are readily available.

It even has a kitchen, toilet, and shower room.

The craftsman who built this little house is truly remarkable.

Mahaya was in low spirits, and Alphonse didn't know how to comfort her.

After dinner, Alphonse returned to his room to cultivate.

The most urgent task is to break through to the next level of the Innate Formless Divine Skill in order to resolve the problem of the excessive abundance of deathly energy.

The innate formless divine ability operates on its own, and Alphonse's internal strength is constantly increasing, but he still needs to channel his true energy into various acupoints to condense it into a vortex.

Now, of the 362 acupoints, more than half have been filled with swirling energy, and the abundant death energy has also provided an additional boost.

The more vortexes there are, the faster the true energy circulates, but it also doesn't take too long. (End of Chapter)