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Chapter 362 Chapter [-] God gave me black eyes, but I use them to look down on others
An ethnic group does not necessarily require everyone to be smart, often only one smart decision maker is enough.Among these ice barbarians who call themselves the ancient remnants, the most intelligent and powerful is the high priest who was born and holy on the holy mountain.Namo turned around and walked into the tent, and after a while, he held some kind of cane twisted together, like a staff.This thing is big at one end and small at the other end. The cane on the big side is twisted into the shape of an eye, and there is a small hole in the middle.The small end is as narrow as a needle, extraordinarily sharp.

Namo took the "staff" and walked to the altar in the tribe. He said it was an altar, but it was actually a circular platform slightly higher than the ice layer on the ground of the ice field.He took out a shining crystal from his arms and stuffed it into the "eye" of the staff.The messenger was stunned for a moment, still dripping a few drops of cold sweat in the weather of twenty degrees below zero.Of course he knew what it was, and it was precisely because of this that Earl Wren came from the distant imperial capital.

Tiberium spar!

A magical ore that can provide stable mana output during the "ebb tide"!

Namo glanced at the messenger intentionally or unintentionally, with a half-smile, and some tribesmen gathered around.He stuck his wand in the middle of the altar, then knelt down on the ground muttering.The clansmen behind him also knelt behind him with solemn faces.

A series of mysterious and mysterious syllables are issued from the mouth through the vibration of the vocal cords, like chanting and singing, brilliant and atmospheric.

The altar began to vibrate, and the heads of the barbarians were already tightly attached to the ice on the ground. The messenger felt a huge aura rise from the altar out of thin air, his legs softened, and he knelt down on the ground with an uncontrollable plop.

Countless ice crystals churned and gathered on the altar from all directions. These ice crystals seemed to be alive. They squeezed one by one, climbed up one by one, and after a while, they faintly condensed into a human shape.

The next moment, all the ice crystals shattered, and the mysterious singing stopped.

"Who is calling me?"

The shattered ice crystals reflected the sunlight, dazzling and dazzling, leaving only countless dazzling brilliance in the eyes.When Hua Guang settled down with the ice crystal fragments, a noble and holy woman in a light blue dress appeared on the altar.Her calm gaze is like a god who sits high on the clouds and looks down on all living beings like ants, without sadness or joy, never tires of leaving, as if no matter what it is, or things, in her eyes, they are all equal and the same.

Namo raised his head slightly, and slammed it hard on the ice again.A thud on the hard ice actually caused him to break a piece, "Born and holy high priest, your citizen Yueshubu Namo is here to humbly beg for your boundless wisdom."

The high priest narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Namo who was kneeling on the ground, and the messenger beside him, "What is it that requires you to summon me in this way?"

Namo raised his head and pointed to the messenger, "The Desi merchant sent someone to ask for my help, but you told me that it would take me a month to expel that nobleman. What he said made sense, but I couldn't against your orders, so I implore you, tell me, what shall I do?"

The messenger was already trembling at this time, this was the first time he had seen the so-called high priest.

On the ice field, you can question anyone or anything, but you can't question the high priest and her orders.In the minds of these ice barbarians, the high priest is the embodiment of gods walking in the world, possessing absolute wisdom and power, and the embodiment of justice, fairness and virtue.

Insult a dire barbarian and he'll probably just beat you up.But insulting and questioning the high priest, what awaits you is war.

The high priest is a myth, and many Desi people think that the high priest does not exist, or in the eyes of the proud Desi, the high priest is more like an ignorant barbarian who puts all good things and hope depend on someone.

It's just a symbol, not necessarily so powerful.

But at this moment, the messenger knew that all of this was true.

In today's "low tide period", it is still possible to use elemental avatars, or to instantly move over from thousands of miles away through element decomposition and reorganization. This is not something ordinary magicians can do.A magician of this level is definitely an elemental ruler!
God of Light, the entire Orlando Empire, no, it should be said that there has been no ruler among the Desi people for more than 400 years. A magician of this level is simply a walking disaster!As long as she is willing and has enough magic power to support her magic power output, she alone is enough to challenge the whole world!
At this moment, he also suddenly understood why the savages of the ice field actually demanded a large amount of Tiberium spar in the trade.He held his breath and lowered his head, but obviously the high priest didn't want to let him go so simply.She glanced coldly and snorted softly, "Desi, tell me what happened."

The high priest looked down on these Desi people outside the ice field from the bottom of her heart. She and her people all claimed to be the remnants of ancient times, and they were actually more proud than the Desi people in their bones.The footprints of their ancestors can be traced back to the time of the gods.

There are two reasons why the ice barbarians have been living in such a harsh environment.

The first is that before this, the position of the high priest has been vacant, just like the throne that has been vacant for thousands of years.Secondly, in the period when there were no high priests or kings, the barbarians of the ice plains fought independently and did not achieve a high degree of unity, so they were easily defeated one by one.Coupled with the lack of resources on the ice sheet, after being driven to the ice sheet, this group of ancient remnants were devastated and no longer had the power to counterattack the Holy Empire.

The appearance of the High Priest unified the barbarian talents on the entire ice sheet and made some progress.And the birth of the king allowed this ethnic group to completely complete the real unity.

Sensing the contempt in the eyes of the high priest, the messenger lowered his head with a wry smile. He really wanted to stand up with backbone, but the aura of the high priest was as real as a hand, pressing on his shoulder. Give him the strength to stand up.

"The aristocrat from the imperial capital had failed to talk with Mr. Sistine. Mr. Sistine was afraid that the nobleman from the imperial capital would use Demaragu's army to encircle us, so I hope you and your people can provide us with security. Protection." At this point, the messenger gritted his teeth, "You should be very clear that no one except us dares to sell Tiberium crystals to the ice sheet."

The high priest sneered, "The greed and arrogance of the Desi people are engraved in your bones, without you, there will be others who will come to trade with us!"

Namo raised his head suddenly, and all the barbarians looked at the messenger, their eyes turned red, and a violent killing intent instantly buried him.

He trembled, struggled to support himself, and squeezed out a smile, "But there are probably not many people like us who can transport a large amount of Tiberium crystals."

The high priest nodded, and did not deny it because the messenger was an outsider and threatened her, "You are right, so I agree to Sistine's request!" The messenger just smiled, and the next sentence , let him fall into an ice cave, "But you, will stay on the ice field forever!"

Those ice crystals pierced into his body in an instant, and he didn't even have time to scream in terror. His whole body instantly became an ice sculpture.The high priest's hand moved away from the Tiberium spar, and the ice crystal tree lost its magical support and instantly collapsed.Why make things difficult for a small person? It's because he knows too much!

In fact, many people, including Sistine, think that the ultimate use of these Tiberium crystals is to consume some of the magic bases they sold.These magic bases are not for military or production purposes, but solidified magic circles for enjoyment.For example, the lighting technique, such as the lava path, which is completely used as a magic base for enjoyment.Sistine believes that the Holy Mountain and some big tribes are already inseparable from these things, so the faster they consume Tiberium spar, the more fancy they are about to lose the enjoyment, and they are more interested in obtaining more Tiberium crystals. Leah spar is more concerned.

If Sistine and the others knew that the ultimate purpose of these Tiberium crystals was to start a war, the nobles behind them would cut off the supply without the order of Queen Pars.The conflicts between the nobles and the royal family are all the affairs of the Desi people themselves, and the face-to-face fights will not affect their status and power.But these barbarians are different. If they obtain enough supplies to start a war, once the war breaks out, it is very likely that these nobles will lose their power.

So this messenger can't let him leave the ice field and bring the message back.Until now, the Desi people still don't know that this ruler is quietly dormant on the ice sheet next to them, where the climate and environment are very harsh.

"This time you are not going to the south to start a war, so don't kill any Desi nobles, especially the big nobles from the imperial capital. Your mission is to protect Sistine. As long as Sistine is not dead, nothing else will happen. You need to worry about it. Remember, don’t kill any Desi nobles, we are not fully prepared yet.” The high priest repeatedly warned that these ancient remnants were not as easy-going as they showed.

Once entering the fighting state, he often becomes extremely manic, which is also something left in his blood.

Namo slapped his chest vigorously, "Follow your will, a holy high priest."

The high priest smiled faintly, and his whole body instantly shattered into countless ice crystals, as if she had never been here before, leaving only the wand stuck on the altar and some dim Tiberium crystals in the wand.

(End of this chapter)