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Chapter 935 Put down the cowpox and let me go tomorrow!
Gretel suddenly stopped the Phantom Horse's footsteps.

The kestrel circled around in the sky, making a long cry from time to time, as if it was signaling to people in the distance.

Behind the buffalo warrior, smoke and dust surged up into the sky.Soon, a large herd of bison flocked to them, and the strongest bison sat on strong, muscular warriors.

In the woods, a black figure looms.Gretel narrowed his eyes, and even cast an eagle eye spell on himself, but he couldn't see what it was:
Is it Black Panther?Or a warrior in leopard skin?Or in other words, was it a warrior who received the blessing of the Black Panther God and took on the form of a partial Black Panther?

In short, the opponent seems to have a large number of people and is very capable of fighting.Gretel took a deep breath, threw himself a loudspeaker spell, and said loudly:

"I'm only staying for one day! I'm leaving early tomorrow morning! I will do my best, but I can't treat the number of patients beyond my ability! If you promise, I will lead the way!"

The buffalo warrior tugged at his mount's mane without saying a word.

The buffalo are surrounded, and the kestrel leads forward.Before the sky completely darkened, Gretel arrived at the tribal settlement, or rather, the meeting place of these big tribes:
Between the hills, there is a slightly undulating terrain, a comfortable and open plain.

In the middle of the plain, a four-story mound larger than the Great Pyramid of Giza stands tall and majestic.Around the mound, small flat mounds are dotted like ripples caused by the big mounds, standing in a forest.

On the four mounds, and on top of some of the smaller mounds, tall wooden fences were erected.A network of irrigation and transport canals surrounds the perimeter of the wooden fence, as well as gridded, somewhat field-like plots.

In the middle of the farmland, hundreds of wooden houses have been built, with high roofs and extremely thick roofs.

The building on top of the four-story mound is different.It is taller, more majestic, with a tall and raised spire, sharply pointing to the sky.Around the roof, there are all kinds of symbols flying: the horns of the bison, the curved beak and claws, the sharp claws that pop out from the pads...

And some others, Grete glanced over, couldn't make out the markings of the source at all.

"Damn it, how many tribes are there? There must be more than three!"

Gretel murmured.In the telepathic connection, the voice of Mr. Balensimo soon came:
"At least 10. I can only recognize 8... This is a big party. It seems that all the tribes around should have come."

The mounds in the inner circle are tall and wide, while the mounds in the outer circle are relatively low and not that large.Correspondingly, the houses above are also much smaller, and there are almost no decorations of animal bones, animal horns and feathers on the roof.

"How many people does this have to have..." Gretel turned his eyes and counted round and round:

"One circle, two circles, three circles...the first circle counts as 10 houses, the second circle has 15 to 20...the third circle...the fourth circle...it is not a problem to live in each house with 10 people Let's count the people from the host tribe..."

Before finishing counting the number of people, the kestrel retracted its wings and pounced down like a sharp arrow, stopping on the tent decorated with curved beaks and claws.Soon, a group of people came out of that tent one after another:

Judging from their wrinkled faces, long staffs in their hands, and complicated crowns and tattoos, Gretel would bet a silver coin that these were all spellcasters in the tribe.

The kestrels were hooting on the central roof.And their eyes, first one, then a group, turned their positions accurately, and fell on the group of Gretel standing far away.

"The Great Witch Festival that came from afar!"

The leading shaman—or shaman—came at a brisk pace.From a distance, he shook the long stick in his hand, stroked his chest and saluted.He shaved his head bald, and in the middle of his forehead, he got a tattoo like a bird's beak and wore a feather crown.

This bowing down, the whole head is like a kestrel bowing its head and pecking at someone.Gretel could hardly hold back his laughter, and listened to his statement:
"Thank you for your generosity and willingness to save our people! The devil of the plague has seized us, and our soldiers, our women, and our children are dying in great numbers!"

He spread his arms and held his head high.There were so many cadences in his voice, and so many elongated trills, that Gretel almost thought he was singing:
"We need to gather every ounce of strength, all kind, powerful witch priests and warriors, to fight against the cruel devil—"

"Where is the patient?"

Gretel interrupted.The Great Kestrel Witch Festival was stunned for a moment, then he put on a smile and turned his body halfway:
"here."

A huge white bull came slowly, with its horns lowered tamely.The big Kestrel witch priest stepped up first, and the other witch priests also got on their mounts and filed towards the four-story mound in the center.Come to the bottom of the mound, change to a sedan chair, and climb up together:
The temple was filled with smoke.Gretel stared at the Bubble Curse for a long time, only to realize that the place is divided into left and right sides: on the left are colorful mats, and there are delicate tables on the side of each mat, which may be the site of the Great Witch Rituals;

The ground on the right is bare, and on the muddy floor made of mud and grass blades, there are a large number of patients lying here and there, and the stench is suffocating.Some groaned, some begged softly, and some looked motionless, possibly dead.

Gretel swiped with a life-watching technique, and immediately began to slap [Remove Disease] one by one.The white light flickered, and the sickness was cured. Soon, the sick people in the temple began to get up one after another.

The gaze from behind is hot.The great witch priests of various tribes stared at Gretel's movements, refusing to blink.When Gretel finished throwing all the healing spells, everyone looked at each other and nodded slightly.

"Dear Witch Ji, thank you for your help." It was still the Kestrel Witch Ji who came forward to speak, and while speaking, his eyes moved quickly, scanning the dimensional bag on Gretel's waist again and again:
"No relatives or reason, thanks to you for saving our compatriots, we shouldn't have asked for anything else. But to go out to fight against the plague devil, we hope to ensure that our soldiers will not be harmed - your magic medicine, can you, Can you..."

"I don't have much left here!"

Gretel subconsciously covered the dimensional bag:
"You report the number, if you have it, you have it, if you don't, you don't have it! After handing over the things, I will be sent away tomorrow!"

That's cowpox!It was the cowpox that came out of the Oak Forest Medical Center after a group of necromancers tossed it out for almost a year!Thinking that cowpox might not be enough, or even far from enough, Gretel's first reaction was to run away——

If it was normal, he would stay in the New World for a year or so to study how to rub cowpox with his hands, and it wouldn't be too difficult.But now, Brother Lynn is still waiting for him to save him!

If you stay here for a day, Brother Lynn will be in greater danger!Don't look at him in the past few days, when he went to a tribe to govern a tribe, he used his rest time at night and traveled during the day. He never lost a hundred miles a day!
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