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Chapter 389 Wayne's Miraculous Appearance (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Olivia let out a low whimper, her eyes widening in disbelief, followed by fear.

She tried desperately to grab Tatanka's hand, but he pushed her to the ground.

The man who had been so captivated by her now had a cold and ruthless look in his eyes that she had never seen before.

The affection of the past seemed to have been completely forgotten in that instant.

Olivia reached out to Tatanka, clutching her wounded heart, blood trickling from her mouth, and stammered, "My dear—you—you're so cruel—"

Tatanka said solemnly, "Die, you whore who deserves to go to hell!"

With that, he stepped forward and slit Olivia's throat with another blow.

The woman collapsed to the ground, becoming a corpse.

After doing all this, Tatanka walked up to Wayne, knelt down with a thud, grabbed the hand of the black-haired, black-eyed man, kissed his ring, and said, "Sir, you have saved me once again. I—I really don't know how to repay you—"

As she spoke, tears streamed down her face.

It was partly out of gratitude to Wayne, partly out of his own foolishness and gullibility, and partly out of fear of almost becoming prey in a trap.

Wayne looked at the burly man in front of him, nodded slightly, and said, "You did a good job, Tatanka."

The other party's actions demonstrate a high degree of loyalty and trust.

This is like a pledge of allegiance.

Power abhors a vacuum, and so does the underworld.

When Kingsley dies, the entire underworld of the Mukshott Reservation will also lose its leader and descend into chaos until a new leader emerges.

If that's the case, why not let Tatanka take over everything directly?

Just then, the sound of car engines began to emanate from outside.

One of Raphael's men strode in, bowed to Wayne, and said, "Sir, many local natives have been drawn by the gunfire and are watching from outside."

The Mukchott Reserve is not large, and it has only a few thousand indigenous people and an equal number of outside residents, including gang members and tourists.

The intense gunfire emanating from the Mukchott Memorial had already awakened many Indigenous residents.

These indigenous people are known for their fierce and unruly nature, and many of them came with hunting rifles.

Upon seeing the vehicles of outsiders and the heavily armed militants outside the memorial hall, most of the indigenous people chose to stand outside and watch.

Wayne looked at the old shaman Ballard beside him.

Ballard understood and immediately stepped out of the memorial, shouting to the crowd of Native Americans outside, "My brothers and sisters! With the help of the powerful healer Bruce Wayne, we have uncovered the plot of the thugs led by Kingsley!"

"These bastards have been murdering girls from the tribe and even dug up the bodies of victims from the Indian boarding school under the memorial."

"Kingsley kidnapped me and Mr. Wayne to kill us, but several officers, including Chief Nez of the Tribal Police Department, saw through their plot and were killed in the ensuing gunfight."

"Fortunately, the conspiracy against the entire Mukshott tribe has been foiled. Victory belongs to the tribe, to the ancestral spirits!"

Ballard's voice was very loud, and he explained the basic situation in just a few words. As for whether it was true or false, it never mattered.

These events were like a bolt from the blue, leaving all the Native Americans present speechless.

It was hard to process all of this at once.

Most people in the park witnessed Wayne and Ballard battling it out during the day, which they considered a rare and spectacular sight.

Now, suddenly there are murders targeting tribes, victims at Indian boarding schools, and—the entire tribal police force has been wiped out!?

However, as a highly respected old shaman, Balad would naturally not lie to them about such matters.

While the Native Americans were still processing this information, Ballard shouted, "Men of Mukshot! All men with blood in their veins! Men who can still get an erection!"

"Come here right now and lend a hand in this sinful building to dig out the corpses of your poor ancestors!"

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"Thank you, thank you to the powerful healer, Mr. Wayne, who promised the ancestral spirits and came to reveal the truth to us!"

As he spoke, Ballard took out a bone flute and suddenly blew it, producing a mournful wail that echoed through the night sky.

The indigenous people who were watching exchanged glances and walked towards the memorial hall one after another to the sound of the flute.

If all of this is true, then they must take action to bring peace to the souls of their ancestors.

Otherwise, their lives would be cursed.

Inside the memorial, Wayne made a gesture, and the gang members immediately put away their weapons, especially the elite Delta Force troops.

So as not to frighten the indigenous people.

Soon, the indigenous people saw the corpses on the ground, and they all gasped in shock after seeing the entire tribal police station wiped out.

Immediately afterwards, many people entered the basement one after another.

A mournful cry rang out.

At first, only a few people were affected, and the damage was very minor. But soon, more and more indigenous people wept bitterly after seeing the tragic state of their ancestors.

The cries of anguish and weeping gradually gathered into a river, spreading throughout the Mukchott Reserve.

At this point, they completely believed the old shaman Ballard's words and were filled with gratitude towards Wayne.

Under Ballard's command, the group began digging up the remains located in the basement.

After the remains were collected, the indigenous people carried them out of the memorial's basement in their clothes and placed them one by one on the lawn outside.

A large number of artifacts were also unearthed.

Wayne found another Messiah coin.

At Wayne's signal, Raphael, Thor, and their cronies all withdrew from the area.

Only a few of his godsons remained to stay by Wayne's side.

The excavation lasted almost the entire night.

By dawn the next day, as the sky began to lighten, hundreds of mutilated corpses were already laid out in the courtyard of the memorial hall.

Most of these remains were very small, clearly belonging to children.

Wayne sighed and looked at the corpses in front of him. With the help of the system panel, he found several corpses, including BoJack's.

He then removed the Native American ornaments from his body and placed them on the corpses in order of their origin.

The item was returned to its rightful owner.

After a night of fermentation and spread, the number of Native Americans who came to the scene had reached two or three thousand, which was half of the total Native American population of the reservation.

Seeing Wayne's actions, their eyes showed deep respect and gratitude.

In their view, Mr. Wayne, whom the old shaman Ballard called a powerful healer, was clearly going to use the shamanic ornaments he wore to appease the souls of those skeletons.

For such a righteous act, he even gave up his shamanic implements.

What a noble character this is.

As the last relic was placed down, new entries instantly appeared on the panel in front of Wayne:

You have completed the side quest: The Resting Souls.

The wronged souls of the original inhabitants of this spiritual land have found peace. In return, the ancestral spirits bestow upon you a brand new skill: Shamanic Beast Control (Beginner).

[Shamanic Beast Control: Can control animals within sight; the higher the level, the more animals can be controlled]

[Your actions have been recognized by the spiritual land and its indigenous people. Upon first acquiring the skill, you can try out the max-level operation, which covers the entire spiritual land. Would you like to try it?]

at last.

Wayne immediately chose "Yes".

He then turned to look at a raven on a telephone pole not far away and activated the Shamanic Beast Control skill.

The raven's eyes darted around, and it suddenly cawed and took flight.

Immediately, flocks of ravens took to the air from the woods and buildings of the entire reserve, circling in mid-air and forming a dark cloud of ravens!

This scene immediately caught the attention of all the indigenous people present, including the old shaman Ballard, who all looked at the flock of ravens in the sky with shock on their faces.

Immediately afterwards, flocks of ravens, like loyal soldiers, flew over the memorial, circling down. Some landed in front of Wayne, while others landed directly on the corpses.

And the largest raven landed on Wayne's shoulder.

Just as everyone was in shock, two dark figures suddenly darted out from the alley not far away, came in front of Wayne, stuck out their tongues, wagged their tails, and rubbed their heads against Wayne's trouser legs.

They were two coyotes!