Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 563 Aboriginal War
"So, Beryl of the Sera tribe...

Why are you here, being chased by wolves?"

Since the other party was the first indigenous human he had ever met, Roy stopped and inquired with some curiosity.

"Respected wizard, I am on a mission to hunt for the wolf's heart for my tribe. I have no choice but to venture out of the dense forest and into the territory of the demon wolf."

"Hunting for wolf hearts?
What's going on? "

Beryl was silent for a moment, a look of slight embarrassment on her face.

“The wizard worshipped by our tribe was killed by the wizard of the Terra tribe.

We have been under the rule of the Terra tribe since last year.

The wizard of Terra has entrusted us with this dangerous task.

If he fails to make the payment on time, he will have to select several young and strong men to serve as materials for his witchcraft training!"

"I see."

Roy suddenly understood.

“Is this the custom of this world?

Due to the various social production and wealth creation capabilities, wizards are given priority.

This also led to them being in the tribal era for thousands of years."

Nissa asked curiously.

"Indeed."

Wizards are extraordinary beings and have never had any interest in developing mortal technology.

It would be meaningless if you spent a lot of effort to develop, but were suddenly destroyed by other tribes.

Add to that the obstacles of forests, mountains, and other terrains...

Without habitable plains, neither agriculture nor animal husbandry could develop.

This almost means that the main population will be tribal settlements of dozens or hundreds, with the largest not exceeding a thousand.

"Take me to see your tribe."

Roy thought about it and made a request in the Aboriginal language.

Beryl looked shocked.

But then he became worried again.

These indigenous people don't have any complicated thoughts, and their emotions are all written on their faces.

Roy understood instantly.

"Are you worried that if I go with you, I'll arouse the hostility of the wizards of the Terra tribe?"

In a conquered tribe like this, if a new wizard is born, they must flee quickly to avoid being killed by him.

Bringing foreign wizards with them would be tantamount to naked rebellion.

If that happens, Beryl's tribe will also suffer.

But Roy didn't give her any choice and ordered, "Just take it with you!"

Beryl looked a little overwhelmed, but she still had to lead the way.

Roy thought she was walking too slowly, so he hooked the Star Chain Spear, and the chains under the control of the "Activation Technique" lifted her up onto the magic carpet like arms.

"You lead the way ahead."

Beryl's legs and feet were shaking with fear when she suddenly jumped from the ground to the air.

But he still had to lead the way, follow orders, and lead Roy and others into the forest.

The natives of this world still have a deep fear of wizards. Even though she knows that this may bring disaster to the tribe, Beryl has no intention of resisting.

She had a simple mind and would never think of deliberately leading others in other directions or sacrificing herself.

That might not be a good idea, because wizards have great powers and there will always be a chance for them to find and kill all the people in the tribe.

He even used corpses and blood to cast curses, killing everyone from a distance.

All these things are not something that ordinary mortals can resist.

……

"We're almost there, just over the hill..."

On the magic carpet.

Beryl finally got used to it, gradually calmed down, and her body stopped shaking.

But she still lay very carefully on the edge of the magic carpet, holding on tightly, for fear of falling. She identified the reference points of the terrain and said to Roy.

Roy immediately controlled the magic carpet and flew down.

Just then, Beryl's voice suddenly changed.

"They are from the Terra tribe!"

There is a natural clearing in the woods below. Through the gaps between the big trees, you can vaguely see the figures of people below.

Dozens of natives, regardless of gender, age or status, all armed with simple weapons, are attacking the Serra tribe.

A skinny old man was carried by two strong natives and sat on a simple sedan chair.

The old man was shirtless, and his wheat-colored skin was engraved with many blood-like talismans.

In her hand she held a bone staff made of the bones of some unknown creature, and she wore a grass ring on her head, an animal tooth necklace, and a grass skirt.

The warriors of both tribes had tattoos, and some wore animal ivory necklaces, or used magical tools such as bones, blood, and fur.

They all showed the strength of a low- to mid-level knight.

Some are even stronger, comparable to high-level knights.

Roy watched with his own eyes as a young man from the attacking Terra tribe threw a bone spear.

The bone spear that was enchanted by witchcraft was as sharp as a steel tool. It penetrated the stone deeply and directly killed a child hiding behind it.

Blood gushed out, staining the soil below red.

“They still did it!”

Beryl looked at her people being slaughtered with a look of sorrow on her face.

"Is that the wizard here?"

Roy looked at the skinny old man with a little interest.

He took out the fire copper magic lamp and rubbed it gently.

"Come out, Riley!"

Like thick smoke billowing up, the black mist transformed into a chilling figure.

The monster that looked like a bear and a ghost appeared, and its powerful aura was immediately revealed.

"Roar!"

The soul of the Duke of Kimberbridge, Riley Boli, who came from the world of Astor, pounced down and attacked the wizard from behind.

The opponent's level is not high, but he also possesses a mental power of more than 5 degrees, comparable to that of an elite apprentice.

So he quickly became alert and turned around and sprinkled a handful of bone powder.

A solid shield made of bones emerged, which turned out to be Nico Manxia's "Bone Armor".

However, as the main soul of the Fire Bronze Magic Lamp, Riley Boli is originally a first-level fog demon.

Not only is it stronger than the other party, it also has the form of black mist without entity.

In an instant, it penetrated the armor and pounced on the old man's body.

"what!"

As the hissing sound was heard, the old man's face and eyes were corroded first, and the black mist contained in them quickly made him blind.

The fog demon swung its claws and ripped him open.

But Roy did not kill him immediately, but called back the fog demon.

I'm new here and not familiar with the situation here.

It’s a good opportunity to catch a so-called “wizard” with some strength and status to find out the situation.

At the same time, he also understood it completely.

It is just as shown in the information.

Here, apprentices are also called wizards, or it should be said that they do not have such a clear level division at all. Judging each other's strengths and weaknesses and their own stage depends entirely on vision and knowledge.

"who?"

The fight between Roy and the old man lasted only a moment, and by the time the natives reacted, it was completely over.

Both sides were startled and stopped tremblingly.

I don’t know who took the lead, but suddenly there was a loud noise and a large group of people knelt down.

At this moment, they looked at Roy and others sitting on the magic carpet with awe as if they were gods!

(End of this chapter)