Chapter 782

With a strong smell of wine, kukuro took Donne and more than 40 of them left Bi Village and walked all the way East. After crossing several small hills, they came close to a mountain area.

The barren yellow sand land is covered with gravel, and some shrubs live tenaciously on this barren land. In the distant gully, some jungles formed by plants unique to the Ryan empire can be seen, and the roar of Warcraft from time to time adds a bit of desolation.

At this time, kukuro pointed to an insignificant path in the jungle and said with great certainty: "at that time, they went into the mountain along this road. I've been following them. I'm very sure of this."

Kukuro looked back and said confidently, "I didn't expect so many people from you yesterday. If I knew so many people, I shouldn't have spent all my money."

With the hope of coming back alive, kukuro naturally regretted his extravagant behavior last night.

Donne smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "lead the way well. If I can catch some shaman priests, you will get a huge unimaginable reward."

Kukuro licked his lips: "let's talk about the reward. Now I just hope to send those crazy people to death with your hands."

Kukuro continued to lead the way. The settlements of the shamans were not far away from the village. They were only an hour away from here. However, they hid in the valley. Because of the frequent presence of Warcraft and the barrenness, few orcs came here at ordinary times, so they never found them.

These men of Cao are elites who are very good at fighting in various environments. The jungle environment does not affect their state. Rather, after entering the jungle, they pay more attention.

Those who have experienced field combat are well aware that in the jungle where their vision is obscured, emergencies are the most prone to casualties.

Kukuro suddenly shrugged his nose and said cautiously, "they are right ahead. I have smelled the disgusting smell on them."

In fact, it goes without saying that the assassins who investigated in front have found the hiding place of shamans.

Everyone slowed down, pushed forward slowly for about 100 meters, and stopped under the warning of the assassin.

There are some trigger traps hidden among the shrubs.

These shamans are cautious.

Several assassins scattered among each other, quickly removed the hidden traps on the ground, and then signaled everyone to move on.

For their cautious action, Donne said he was very satisfied. His men lacked these experienced and cautious people.

After pushing forward about 50 meters, everyone saw the camp hidden in the jungle.

An open space of thousands of square meters was leveled in the middle of the jungle, and seven or eight long wooden houses were built on the open space. Obviously, they are not inhabited by individual families. I'm afraid these shamans implement a mixed living system.

In the middle of the open space is a burning campfire. There are some grills around the campfire. Some green orcs are busy there, preparing lunch.

Donne looked a few more times and then confirmed one thing: the body of the ORC was strung on the grill.

The most conspicuous thing in the open space is the standing stone pillars, which are carefully carved with very familiar pictures.

"It's a totem."

Angus whispered, "the totems of the four natural forces worshipped by Shamanism."

Donne nodded: "I can understand from the above abstract picture that the earth, fire, water and hurricane are in turn from left to right, but I can't understand the relationship between the totem itself and the four elemental forces."

According to the teachings of Shamanism, these four forces are the root of everything. They can master these four forces through the power of totem, but no one can understand the relationship between totem and element power.

Angus thought for a moment and said, "the symbolic meaning contained in the totem can be regarded as an encrypted spell."

"Encrypted spell? Makes sense."

"In the primitive society, Shamanism, who had mastered the ability to cast spells, did not want to share this power with other orcs. In order to become its own unique power, it increased the mystery bit by bit, and finally became an beyond recognition totem."

Angus looked at the totem and said his inference: "maybe only one tenth of such a large totem column is related to spell casting. For example, a random string of decorative pictures on it is the core, while other places are all to cover up the real spell."

"It's really possible."

"Find a way to catch a shaman priest and ask."

"Get ready to do it - wait!"

Tang en just raised his hand and suddenly saw the shaman priests who were painted with green juice and wrapped in leaves. Suddenly, he opened the door of the wooden house and shouted inside.

"Lying trough!"

Donne's eyes widened. NIMA, these Shamanist orcs can really play!

They held an open meeting in the cabin!

As soon as the door of the wooden house opened, a strong choking hormonal smell floated out. Donne and they involuntarily covered their noses, followed by a group of ORC men and women who didn't wear anything, and came out of the wooden house. Their bodies were painted green with tree juice, obviously with traces left.

The orcs in the middle of the camp teased each other, then lined up to tear pieces of flesh and blood from the roasted bodies and put them on stone plates for lunch.

Kukuro gnashed his teeth and cursed them: "what a group of shameless primitive people! They should go to hell!"

Donne sighed. These shamans should be very ordinary orcs when they were young, but after they were caught in Shamanism and brainwashed, they have become part of cancer.

Are they innocent?

Maybe innocent at first.

However, with their first participation in Shamanism attacks, killing and eating the same kind for the first time, they can't talk about whether they are innocent or not.

This decadent and backward "civilization" must be purified.

Donne raised his hand again.

"Wait!"

Angus pressed him: "there's something."

In the middle of the camp, more than 20 shamans were "eating". At this time, the doors of three wooden houses opened, and three more exaggerated orcs came out. Their shapes reminded Donne of the combination of washing, cutting and blowing - combining them with Steampunk wind, and then adding the wind of waste land and death.

"Caster."

Angus whispered, "the magic reaction is obvious."

Donne nodded imperceptibly and looked away from the three shaman priests and landed on a row of ORC children behind them. All the orc children looked dull and seemed to have been greatly tortured.

After the shaman priest came out, the orc children were arranged on another table. A shaman put a charred body in the middle of the table. The children immediately burst into tears.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, vanilla was about to crack and clenched her fist: "they forced those children to eat the bodies of the same kind!?"

"Calm down."

Donne pressed vanilla and said calmly, "they didn't eat it. Shamans just want to use this means to stimulate their spirit and make them collapse step by step."

As Donne said, soon the orcs brought some fruit to the young children. Although the young children were hungry, they couldn't eat at all in the face of the corpse.

At this time, one of the shaman priests pointed to one of the orc children, and immediately two believers caught the child.

"Oh, my God!"

Kukuro shouted at his throat, "that's boss Dacromet's child, dorney! What are they doing!?"

Dacromet is the owner of the wild roar tavern in Bi Village. Everyone knows that his child was kidnapped by Shamanism in the attack half a month ago.

According to one of dorney's followers, cut a piece of meat from the charred body and put it in front of dorney for him to eat.

Dorney was so resistant that he clenched his teeth and refused to eat. Then the believer broke his mouth and stuffed it in.

Then the shaman priest said a word with a ferocious face.

Don heard clearly: eat or die.

Dorney cried and spit out all the meat in his mouth.

Then the shaman priest waved his hand with regret and said another word.

The sixteenth, put to death.

Without saying a word, the believers who pressed dorney pulled out the dagger on his waist and cut it fiercely to dorney's neck!

"Bang!"

The heads of the two believers next to Donnell suddenly burst apart.

"Sorry, I can't help it. They remind me of some guys in my hometown."

Donne withdrew his hand: "do it, except for the three shaman priests and the kidnapped young children."

As soon as the voice fell, the long unbearable vanilla rushed out in an instant, and Montgomery Kahn was faster than her. He took out a strange dagger, threw it forward, and immediately appeared in the middle of the open space.

"There are so many heads to cut off and so many bodies to pile up!"

Mongo Kahn laughed wildly and raised his axe: "the axe king is coming!"

The shamans who were eating reacted very quickly. They took out the weapons beside them and killed Mongo Kahn almost instantly!

Mongo Kahn smiled grimly and waved the battle axe. The battle axe filled with blood and energy set off a terrible edge, and the shamans who rushed were immediately cut black and blue.

Battle skill - axe blade hurricane!

But surprisingly, with the whispers of the three shaman priests on the stage, a drizzle suddenly fell around, and then the wounds on the shamans healed quickly!

Donne couldn't help swearing: "fuck! The rain of treatment?"

The next moment, I saw a flash of cold light and entered a state of anger. Ursa, who exuded a strong sense of killing, appeared next to mongokan, stepped heavily on his right foot, and the power of blood and gas burst out!

War skills - shake the earth!

Ursa raised his head, his scarlet eyes looked at the shamans who were completely in a slow state on both sides, and showed his ferocious teeth: "die!"