Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 709 Death Judge

"Lord Noah, we are surrounded by the Blackwater Tribe and the One-Armed Tribe."

The scorpion scurried into the cramped tent and started shouting before it even reached Noah.

This panicked behavior made the soldiers near the tent nervous.

Noah put down the map of the surrounding area that he had spent a month drawing, and nervously gripped the charcoal pencil in his hand.

How many people are on the other side?

Scorpion was taken aback, and stammered, "I... I don't know, but they're definitely more than our soldiers."

Noah tried to appear calm, but he couldn't help taking small breaths.

There was nothing he could do; he was just a teenager.

When Thor left him a large fortune and resources and told him that he would not be back for a long time, Noah decided to go to his tribe with Scorpion.

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He wanted to spread the name of Saul, the "Death Judge," throughout this barren world, and make all the people here believe in his mentor.

In this way, it will be very easy for the supervisor to find out what kind of materials they need and what information they need to know.

Otherwise, relying solely on him, the research progress would be extremely slow.

Noah initially had a good plan.

Since the people here can only fight with their mutated bodies and have no magic power whatsoever, he can easily conquer these primitive people by using the powerful sorcery tools that Thor gave him.

But when Noah followed Scorpion to his tribe, he discovered that although the people there did not know witchcraft and their knowledge was very backward, it did not mean that they were a group of easily fooled fools.

The scarcity of resources and the harsh living conditions have made the people here naturally alert and cautious.

Because a single oversight could bring the entire tribe to the brink of extinction.

The tribe that Scorpion belongs to is called the Giant Stones.

Many of the people here have rough, hard skin like stone, which makes them very strong in combat.

Their willingness to settle near the black desert speaks volumes about their strength.

After all, although the Black Desert is dangerous, it is also the region with the richest food resources.

Noah was forced to use a large number of magical artifacts and consume a lot of magic crystals just to make these people submit.

Before he could settle down and gain a foothold, two tribes suddenly joined forces to attack the Giant Stone Tribe.

The reason they started the war was simple—they didn't have enough food for the winter.

If they win, they can steal some food from the more powerful megalithic tribe.

If they lose, there will be far fewer people to eat this winter, and the remaining people will survive as long as they are not wiped out by the enemy.

For some unknown reason, the Blackwater and One-Armed tribes, who were not particularly on good terms, suddenly formed an alliance and launched a joint attack on the Giant Stone tribe.

This caused the Stone Tribe's advantage to vanish instantly.

However, Noah was quite happy when he first learned of this.

If he can use witchcraft to help the people of the Stone Clan overcome their difficulties, then the people here will surely become even more devout.

However, he underestimated the enemy's determination and ferocity. After several encounters, he not only failed to eliminate the enemy but was also surrounded.

Noah stepped out of the tent and saw many members of the Stone Tribe watching him.

Noah suppressed his unease and walked to the edge of the mountain to look down. Sure enough, he saw a dark mass of skulls.

"There are nearly a hundred people in total."

For the tribes here, a fighting force of nearly a hundred people can practically roam freely on the outskirts.

As Noah's closest confidant, Scorpion followed him closely.

At this moment, he whispered a reminder to Noah, "My lord, you should quickly summon the Judge of Death. Otherwise, we will become their slaves and food."

The people around Noah looked at him with hope in their eyes, as well as other complex emotions.

Noah reassessed the enemy's numbers and felt somewhat more at ease.

He still possessed two highly destructive magical artifacts. He was confident he could defeat these enemies.

He was just a little hesitant.

These two highly destructive magical artifacts were given to him by Thor to save his life.

Should we keep one on the battlefield just in case, or use them all to wipe out all enemies and build prestige?

However he chooses, he cannot allow these people to retain the impression that he can easily summon the Judge of Death.

He's trying to elevate Thor to the status of a god, but how can a god be summoned at will?

So he deliberately didn't lower his voice and glared at Scorpion.

"Now is the time for us to be tested. If we think of asking the judge for help at the slightest difficulty or setback, then what right do we have to follow him?"

Scorpion opened his mouth, but Noah's words were too complicated, and there were several words he couldn't understand.

But he barely understood that Noah meant the powerful judge wouldn't care about them.

Scorpion turned to look at his tribe's chieftain and shook his head.

Disappointment was evident in the clan leader's eyes.

The reason they worshipped Noah, this thin boy, and obeyed his commands was because of the powerful weapons in his hands and the even more powerful judge he spoke of.

But if the other party cannot save them when the tribe is in crisis, why should they follow a stranger?

The clan chief, who was over forty, secretly gave a wink to the burly man in his early twenties standing beside him.

The opponent wasn't that powerful; they could easily have seized their powerful weapons.

They had never been exposed to witchcraft and always believed that as long as the right switch was found, anyone could use the witchcraft tools in Noah's hands.

As members of a tribe who are extremely insecure, they only feel at ease when they have good things in their own hands.

Otherwise, if the other party runs away after the battle begins, they won't have a chance to keep the good stuff on them.

Scorpion had no idea what his chieftain was thinking. After all, before returning this time, he had always been a marginal and weak figure in the tribe.

Just as Noah resolved to establish his authority with the most powerful combat effects, and the strongest warrior of the Stone Tribe planned to sneak over and steal Noah's most powerful weapon...

"Whoosh..."

An enormous shadow was cast on the ground.

The shadow had many gaps, with light and dark constantly shifting, and it moved very quickly.

It makes everyone shrouded in shadow flicker between light and darkness, as if constantly switching between life and death.

The warriors who had been secretly approaching Noah looked up in bewilderment and saw a white monster, large enough to blot out the sky, flying in mid-air.

"What is that?" Noah felt his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

His condition is still considered good.

Silence reigned all around. Even the people from the two tribes preparing to attack in the distance stared blankly up at the huge white skeleton in mid-air.

A faint, foul odor wafted over, indicating that someone had lost control of their bladder in fear of the monster overhead.

"Are there really such terrifying monsters in this world?" Noah's knowledge was, after all, limited.

He felt that the skeletal monster above his head was probably even more powerful than his mentor, Thor.

Since this world is so dangerous, his conquest plan must be suspended.

If he survives this time.

Just then, Noah, who was already wondering if he would become an evil spirit after he died, suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a person standing on the spine of the giant bone monster.

A large black cloak, pale skin and short black hair.

He couldn't help but rub his eyes, and then rubbed them twice more.

That person looks so much like his mentor.

(End of this chapter)