Chapter 968: The Melancholy of the Golden Strange-Faced Clan
Once upon a time, a group of Strange-Faced Clan mistakenly entered a huge cave deep underground.
They found countless gold and treasures in the underground caves, and they happily used these treasures to decorate their masks.
The god of the earth appears.
She has a body made of gold and horns like a crown. With a gentle breath, the gold and treasures will turn into golden-red juice and be draped on her body.
Some of the strange-faced people left in horror.
Some braver guys followed in the footsteps of the god, dyeing their masks and weapons golden with her gold, and called themselves the Golden Clan from then on.
They live in underground caves and have reproduced for countless years.
One day, a young golden odd-faced tribe full of curiosity left the gold-covered earth corridor on a whim.
It kept walking up, passing through caves one after another. Finally, it saw a light that it had never seen before.
It continued to climb up along the light. When it got out of the hole, it was greeted by dazzling sunlight and a new world that was so vast that it frightened it.
The young Qimian clan wants to go back to the familiar golden land.
But at this moment, the entire land shook violently, and the caves and passages they came from completely collapsed.
As a strange-faced creature that is good at digging, it can always find its way home as long as it takes long enough.
But it didn’t dare to do this. It believed that its behavior had offended the gods of the earth, and it could only go back after obtaining the gods’ forgiveness.
At a loss what to do, it wandered in the wasteland.
The strange golden masks and golden weapons attract the wandering strange-faced tribe.
They surrounded it and listened to it tell the story of the Golden Land and the Earth God.
Since then, a new strange-faced tribe has appeared in the wasteland of the Big Ant Mound. Their leader comes from the Golden Land and is the priest of the earth god.
“Uh”
Gordon looked at the frustrated Golden Strange Face Clan who was kneeling on the ground with a strange expression, "So, this guy just became the leader of this group of Strange Face Clan in such a muddle?"
Mr. Monroe shrugged, "Don't forget, the civilization of the Strange Face Tribe is still in a relatively primitive stage (referring to the common use of rocket launchers).
God Strange origins and experiences, golden masks given by gods, legends of earth gods, etc. This already has the prototype of a religion.
If it works harder, it can come up with a doctrine and send people to spread it everywhere. Preaching.
It is possible to unify the Strange Face Tribe in the entire Great Ant Mound Wasteland and even further afield.
After all, ‘It has come to this earthly world more than sixteen thousand sunsets’, well, that’s what it said. "
"Good guy, how many years has this been? "Gordon leaned back tactically.
Hertha replied casually: "Forty years. ”
“Oh! It's been so long. "
"It's a bit pitiful. From young to old, I haven't been able to go back. "Hayata sighed.
Gordon didn't have the ability to empathize, "So, what does this have to do with commanding the Strange Face Tribe to rob the ore?
I remember Gaba said before that it was for tribute or something? The god of the earth will still appear. ?”
Gordon has little respect for the so-called gods. In his opinion, the so-called god of the earth is most likely an ancient dragon living underground.
“I asked it about this just now.”
The experienced orc scholar stroked his beard and said: “It said that more than half a year ago, it received the guidance from the ‘wrath of the earth god’. It is believed that the gods are asking for tribute.
As long as the tribute satisfies the gods, it can return to its hometown. "
Gordon became more interested. He thought of the twin sisters in Yanhuo Village, "God's guidance? Can it still resonate with that ‘god’? "
Monroe said quietly: "At the time it mentioned, there was an earthquake in the Big Ant Mound Wasteland. That is what it should be referring to. "
Gordon grinned, "Is this the guidance? No wonder it's anger, it's so direct."
After saying that, Gordon felt someone poke his thigh, looked down and saw that it was a pork chop.
"Gordon, meow! Do you remember the story the commander-in-chief told you, meow? It also happened more than forty years ago, meow!"
Gordon was startled when he heard this.
At that time, the commander-in-chief did not speak in detail, and he did not listen carefully. He lost his mind after listening, so he did not make any associations.
After getting the pork chop reminder, he suddenly realized that the two things were probably the same thing.
Gordon thought for a moment and asked: "Mr. Monroe, if I give it something it really wants at this time, given the character of the Strange Face Clan, will they appreciate it?"< br>
"Yes, although the Strange Face Tribe has a bad temper, it is still quite simple. If you give them good things, they will treat you as a friend."
Monroe looked at Gordon curiously, " So what do you want to give it? It won’t be you. Give away the sword?"
".How is that possible?"
Gordon took out his hunter's notebook, and he hasn't taken it out since he put the piece of gold in it last time. , he also wanted to use it as a bookmark.
Take out the gold piece and hand it to the depressed Golden Face Clan.
The Golden Strange Face Clan raised his head, but could no longer move his eyes.
It shivered and took the gold piece, stroking the complex lines on it, as if it was about to pull it away at any time.
“Gah ah ah ah——!”
The Golden Strange Face Clan suddenly jumped up like crazy, fell to the ground and rolled a few times, then jumped up and waved its hands and feet. , danced a strange dance.
Seeing this, the surrounding Qimian tribe also started dancing.
Monroe looked at this group of cheering strange-faced people and said to Gordon in surprise: "It seems that you have indeed come up with something amazing.
Looking at their appearance, this is no longer the level of friendship. You will be grateful to them.
< br>Perhaps, the entire investigation team will benefit from it. For your sake, they should not attack our people again in the future."
After shouting wildly, the Golden Qimian Clan. He rushed over again, hugged Gordon's thigh, and yelled again.
"It kept saying thank you, and said that you brought it the key to home, and that you were the messenger of God, eh." Mr. Monroe translated.
Gordon was a little uncomfortable with the enthusiasm of the strange-faced tribe. "It seems that the 'god of the earth' it spoke of was really the 'golden earth mother' that the Commander-in-Chief and the others encountered back then."
Herta's eyes were shining, obviously she was extremely interested in the past events Gordon mentioned.
Hayata heard Gordon talk about encountering an ancient dragon man. She said funnyly: "You always say that I am lucky. Isn't your luck very good this time?"
“Hey, it’s just once in a while.”
After a while, the Golden Qimian finally calmed down and pulled off the animal tooth necklace hanging around his neck and handed it to Ge Deng.
Monroe explained on the side: "Keep it, take this thing with you, the strange-faced tribe in the New World will probably not attack you.
The tribes on the Big Ant Mound Desert even have Will come over to help you when you fight."
"What if I got this necklace from hunting?" Gordon asked curiously.
".They have their own way of distinguishing themselves. If you wear a blood-stained necklace, you will be attacked by them in groups." Monroe was a little helpless at the hunters' brain circuits.
The Golden Strange Face Clan shouted again, and the surrounding Strange Face Clan also cheered together.
"Oh? It seems that I can't leave these days." The experienced orc scholar adjusted his hat.
"What does it mean?"
"It said that the time has come. They will hold the Qimian Tribe's sacrifice on the full moon night in two days and offer tribute to the 'gods of the earth' , the priest invited us to participate.”
“The conflict here should have been resolved, so do we still want to participate in this festival?” Hayata asked.
“Of course!”
Hertha and Mr. Monroe said in unison. (End of this chapter)