Swordsman Returns from Another World

"Wearing a crown..." Bai You pondered. Could it be that even as the last pure-blooded Wendigo, he still needed some test to wear a crown?

It's not hard to understand. Although Kazdel is like a defense, it is the throne of a race after all. The Sarkaz are different from other races. The king of the Sarkaz really has a certain deterrent effect on the race itself.

Apart from anything else, the ability of blood sensing alone is enough to ensure the purity and dominance of the team.

What was this team doing? Fighting with Bozhuo Kasiti for the throne?

While Baiyou was thinking, there was a knock on the office door.

"Please come in." Baiyou said without raising his head.

"Good morning, White Glaze."

A familiar voice sounded, Baiyou looked up and saw that the person she was talking about had arrived. It was Bozhuoka Siti who was just bending down to walk into the room.

"You're just in time. Come, take a look at this." Bai You raised his hand and waved.

Bozhuo Kasiti walked over curiously and took a look. She was obviously a little surprised and said, "They are building a cannibal altar..."

"Mobile altars are usually only built during migration and battles. This means that they are about to reach their intended destination, so they built an altar to prepare for battle or to perform rituals."

Baiyue asked: "Ceremony? What ceremony?"

Bozhuo Kasiti whispered: "Cannibalistic ritual. Wendigo is a cannibalistic race. They devour their compatriots or enemies and gain strength from it."

"Although in modern times, they no longer eat flesh and blood in such a barbaric way, as long as the altar exists, it means that Wendigos share their lives with each other."

She touched her chest with one hand: "For example, my dear, I can contribute my blood through the cannibalistic ritual to bless my subordinates with strength. Similarly, the blood of the enemy can be used to nourish the altar to perform witchcraft. Everyone near the altar can be blessed."

After countless years of iteration, the cannibalistic ritual of the Wendigo tribe no longer requires the devouring of flesh and blood to gain power. Instead, it has evolved into a powerful witchcraft that costs life and can be performed as long as there is an altar.

"Well, what do you think they are here for?" Baiyou pointed to the photo on the terminal.

"Submit your loyalty to me." Bozhuo Kasiti said confidently, "Among the Wendigo tribe today, there is no one more suitable to be the king than me."

"If I am not the King of Wendigo, then it can only be you." She raised her hand and pointed at Baiyue.

Baiyou was stunned.

"Ah? No, no, no..." He waved his hand quickly: "I'm not even a Wendigo, how can I be the king?"

"But you are my love." Bozhuo Kasiti smiled. "If you want, I can defend your kingship easily."

"Forget it, forget it." Baiyou still waved his hands. Although the title of King of Wendigo sounded cool, it didn't quite suit his personality.

He likes to be a hero, but he doesn't like to be labeled as a political figure.

"So, do we want to go and see this team?" asked Bozhuoka Siti.

Bai Yu became interested, looked at her and said, "Can you go? You won't be beaten up the first time you show up, right?"

"No, if they want to prove that they can become king, they must defeat me in a glorious battle." Bozhuo Kasiti's smile was gentle and mature, but her words were filled with uncontrollable pride: "I will not lose."

It would be a lie for Baiyou to say that he was not tempted. If Bozhukashiti could recruit these Wendigos without bloodshed, then Rhodes Island would have a huge new fighting force, even as strong as Bozhukashiti's guerrillas.

He swallowed and said, "Okay, let's go take a look. Are we leaving now?"

He wanted to get up, but Bozhuka Siti pressed him back by the shoulders.

Looking at the confused Baiyou, Bozhuo Kasi said in a low voice: "I am your assistant today."

...No wonder.

In the entire Rhodes Island, there are only two people who can make Kal'tsit make concessions, one is Baiyou and the other is Bozhuka Siti.

No wonder Kal'tsit didn't cater to Baiyou, it turns out... she wanted to leave it to Bozhuoka Siti.

"Good morning, darling." She said softly, squatted down, stretched out her hands, and held Baiyou in her arms. Her tall body contrasted with Baiyou, as if she could easily grasp everything about Baiyou.

"I'll do your...morning desire treatment right now."

Chapter 423: Wendigos

Bozhuo Kasiti's desire is still very strong.

But he also had strong self-control. After helping Baiyou deal with it and venting his anger without any patience, the two of them quickly got into work mode.

After simply finishing the work, Baiyou did not choose to call the team together, but ordered the field team to track the team composed of Wendigos from a long distance, and then took Bozhuoka Siti to make preparations.

Bai You put the steel paperweight into his coat and asked, "Is it enough for just the two of us to go?"

Bozhuo Kasiti had already put on his helmet, holding a spear and a strong shield. He nodded, his voice becoming dull through the helmet: "Yes, don't worry, even if they are enemies, they will not choose to attack in an dishonorable way."

The two of them made preparations, arrived at the lower level of Rhodes Island, took a car, and left Rhodes Island.

Kal'tsit knew about Baiyou's departure, but since she was protected by Bozhuoka Siti, she didn't say much.

Bai You sat in the passenger seat, tapping the window frame with his fingers out of boredom. Bozhuo Kasiti, who was in the right state, seemed very serious, which made him feel a little embarrassed to show off.

Bozhuoka Siti's car was driving very fast, following the road often taken by the caravans outside Longmen, and soon approached a valley in the wilderness. This valley was the nearest water source to Longmen. The Wendigos would take their final rest here, and then either go to Longmen or stay here as a base.

This was also the caravan's first stop, and there was even a market here before the refugee camp opened.

However, with the smooth opening of the refugee camps, the first stop for most caravans has been changed to refugee camps, after all, there are complete infrastructure there.

Apart from anything else, for a caravan engaged in trade, not having to dig toilets in the wild is already a very good experience.

Bozhuoka Siti entered the valley along the path and stopped the car beside a small lake. Wooden houses and abandoned market facilities could be seen by the lake.

After the two got off the car, Bozhuo Kasi asked, "Do you want to wait in the cabin? Come out after the situation becomes clear."

“No, no.” Baiyou waved her hand: “I’ll go with you, otherwise, people will think I’m a coward.”

Then he took out his terminal and began to check the information sent by the field team.

………………

In the wilderness, a strange team is marching.

Regardless of whether they were men or women, they all wrapped their bodies in black silk cloth, like a group of people participating in a funeral. The atmosphere around them was solemn and cold.

Majestic yet with a breath of death.

A mask shaped like a deer skull carved out of wood and stone covered everyone's head, obscuring all facial features, leaving only two points of scarlet light shining through the dark eye sockets.

In the center of the team, four people used thick wooden stakes to prop up a stone altar, on which ancient pictures were painted in blood.

The entire team seemed to have come from some ancient and barbaric history, carrying with them a long and heavy feeling that was incompatible with this era, adhering to traditions deep in the racial memory, and marching forward.

The old Wendigo who was leading the group took out the map and compared it with the others. He said loudly, "The valley ahead is our destination. We can rest after we arrive."

The team was moving forward along the mountain road, and suddenly someone among them said, "Don't we need to worry about the tail at the back?"

The old Wendigo didn't even turn his head and whispered, "They have no ill intentions and pose no threat. Just leave them alone."

"Few people know that we left Ursus. The people who are monitoring us are either from Longmen or scouts sent by Yumen. No matter which one they are, they are not a threat to us."

"The nations have no right to argue with the king's welcome, and they have no right to interfere."

………………

After that, no other accidents happened. All the uneasy factors on the road from Longmen to Ursus had long been eliminated by the internal guards sent by Baiyou. The Wendigo team entered the valley smoothly. They came down the mountain road at the other end of the valley and appeared at the other end of the lake.

After all the Wendigos pushed aside the bushes and reached the lake, they immediately spotted two people on the other side of the lake: the tall pure-blooded Wendigo standing like a lighthouse, and Baiyou who was so bored that he started fishing by the lake.

"Do I really have no talent for fishing? Not a single fish is caught. How come I always come up empty-handed?" Baiyou muttered to himself.

Bozhuo Kasi looked at her compatriots on the other side of the river and whispered, "They are coming."

"Yeah." Baiyou looked up at the other side.

I saw that the Wendigo who was leading the group on the other side raised the spear in his hand. That spear was different from the one used by Bozhuka Siti and looked a little crude.

He first gestured in the direction of the two men, then pulled back his right leg and made a spear-throwing motion, ready to strike.

Sarkaz released his witchcraft, and black and red magic light emanated from his body and wrapped around the spear.

Baiyue was shocked: "Are we going to start a fight?"

“Just saying hello.”

Bozhuoka Siti also raised his spear, waved it around, and raised his hand slightly.

Compared to the opponent's readiness, Bozhuoka Siti seemed much more relaxed and happy. She just raised her hand slightly, and the subtle aura emanating from her body made Baiyou feel her breath stop.

She's still getting stronger.

Baiyou held the fishing rod tightly and said, "Be careful, don't scare my fish away."

"...Honey, even if I move slowly, no fish will take the bait." There was helplessness in Bozhuka Siti's words.

Then, the old Wendigo on the other side threw the spear in his hand.

The tip of the spear cut through the air, making a crackling sound. The black and red light of the Originium technique was so dazzling that the entire spear looked as terrifying as a cannonball.

The spear was thrown at Bozhuokashiti, but Bozhuokashiti just raised his shield and met the attack lightly.

"boom!!!"

The violent impact created an air wave that blew Baiyou, who was sitting on a small stool, directly into the air. He spun in the air before adjusting his body shape and landing on the ground.

The force carried by the spear was so strong that even the airflow separated by the shield left a deep groove on the ground.

Baiyou shook the broken fishing rod in his hand with regret and said with a curled lip: "You Wendigo's way of greeting is really violent."

"It's just to prove that we are both respectable tribesmen." Bozhuoka Siti replied, then leaned back slightly with his right hand and threw the spear in his hand out.

If the spear thrown by the old Wendigo was like fierce hail falling from the sky.

Then, Bozhuoka Siti's javelin is a meteorite that destroys the world.

The spear flew out almost horizontally, and the violent airflow created countless ripples above the lake surface, and the water surface under the spear was instantly stirred up with splashes one or two meters high.

Chapter 424: Pureblood Wedding

Even Bai You didn't expect that just a seemingly light swing of the arm could release such terrifying power.

This terrifying spear that seemed to split the entire lake in half made Baiyou deeply aware that the woman next to him was a superior race above the deep-sea hunters.

Not to mention she continues to get stronger.

I feel like I have unlocked some terrible shackles on this race...

Obviously, the elderly Wendigo on the opposite side could not withstand such a terrifying attack. Faced with such a terrifying spear, he could only choose to avoid the edge and dodge away.

The spears passed through the crowd, and the strong wind made their black clothes rustle. The spears pierced into the huge rocks behind the crowd and were deeply embedded in them.

This one strike was enough to prove the difference in power between the two sides.

Seeing this, Baiyue shook his head slightly and smacked his lips, "Why are you so strong now?"

Bozhuo Kasi Ti clenched her fist lightly and said, "I don't know, but this is a good thing."

"Every week I take a physical fitness test with the help of Dr. Warfarin. Since the Neiwei incident, my strength and speed have improved rapidly."

"I think this has something to do with you, dear." She turned her head and looked at Baiyue.

Baiyou nodded: "But it's more about the potential of your race. Okay, let's stop talking and get down to business."

"They're coming."

On the other side of the lake, the old Wendigo leader had already pulled out the spear that was embedded in the boulder, and holding it in his hand, he led the way along the lakeside towards Baiyue.

Bozhuoka Siti pulled out the spear that was stuck on the shield and stabbed it into the ground without holding it with his hand to show that he had no hostility.

Baiyou quietly watched everything in front of him, which was like a team marching forward on a pilgrimage, steady and quiet. Such a group of silent giants brought an indescribable sense of oppression.

The lake was shimmering, and the shadows of the trees overhead cast dappled light. The Wendigos stepped on the light spots on the ground one after another, bathing their dark bodies in the golden sunlight.

As if announcing the history of their own race, they once trampled on all the armies of all nations, and in the era when gods still existed, they conquered everything on behalf of the Sarkaz.

This ancient bloodline contributed so much to Kazdel, but eventually embarked on a path of self-exile and left its homeland.

Now, having left their homes and even given up their traditions, they have once again returned to their original appearance, building up the altar that had been almost forgotten, picking up the helmets that had been thrown away for a hundred years, and wearing them on their heads.

Perhaps thousands of years ago, there was also such a team walking on the land of Kazdel, and their opponents were evil demons, terrifying beasts, and various threats that no one knows about now.

This team came from the rich history of Terra and finally stood in front of Baiyou.

The old Wendigo in the lead seemed to look at Baiyou curiously, then he walked forward with a spear in his hand, slammed the spear heavily into the ground, made sure that the spear had penetrated the ground, then let go and stepped back.

In this way, both sides were left without weapons.

"Salute you, patriot." The old Wendigo nodded respectfully.