Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 30: Indigenous

On the side of the Baisen Mountains near the sea, countless towering giant redwoods seem to tower into the clouds in time and space.

These giant trees with an average height of more than 100 meters and incredible toughness are natural battleship keels, and giant redwood trees over 150 years old, whether they are demonized or not, can be equivalent to sublimated spiritual plants, hundreds of thousands The network formed by the connection of two giant redwood trees can even form a natural spiritual energy field, with a hazy tree group consciousness.

When the Southern Exploration Group of the Empire arrived in the redwood forest area of ​​the South China Sea in the past, they were overjoyed immediately, thinking that they had found an excellent natural battleship base and built the predecessor of Port Harrison.

Whether it is the vast sea of ​​redwood forests, or the deep-water port with an excellent location along the river and the sea, it is what a large coastal city needs. Nanling has built a great port and built this place into the largest commercial city in the southern province, and the frontier of human beings will continue to advance to the unknown South China Sea because of their exploration.

Not only that, the never-explored Bison Mountain Range is wild and primitive, but it also hides unimaginable treasures—the spiritual energy field itself will slowly condense the natural source quality, making more people with The sublimation plants with strange effects were born, and under the root system of some big tree sea communities that may have been rooted for thousands of years, solidified high-purity element crystal blocks, or even source quality gemstones, may have already condensed.

Here, there are fruits that can cure all diseases, sap that can life and death human flesh and bones, sublimated mineral veins buried under the earth, bones of warcraft that are more precious than gold in the deep lair, and fertile land

This place is perfect for pioneer groups looking to make a new home.

But they miss an extremely important point.

That is the aborigines who have settled in the redwood forest for generations.

Those who worship the tree group consciousness, worship the powerful local monsters and aliens, and settle in the lush redwood forest with more than a hundred hostile cannibal indigenous tribes.

Although they are primitive, the natives have primitive strength and superb hunting skills, and there are also sublimators called shamans among them. They have the ability to mobilize the local psychic field, coordinate and even control monsters to fight .

The next thing that happened was war.

The fighting and slaughter between the natives and the imperial pioneers has not completely ended until today. Several of the most hostile tribes around Port Harrison have been wiped out, and the monsters and primitive tree spirits they worshiped have been killed and burned. , the corpses were decomposed and reused as materials, while most of the remaining indigenous tribes were relatively mild and willing to trade with the imperials.

But on the other hand, the Imperials cannot enter their 'Holy Land' at will and recognize their autonomy. Otherwise, the Empire may not lose, but Harrison Port is destined to be destroyed.

So now, the two sides have a clear territorial division, and each does not go beyond the threshold.

In the evening, on the west bank of Port Harrison, on the banks of the Ewok River, a group of redwood natives gathered among the deep and dense branches, leaves and bushes of the jungle.

There were fifteen of them in total, most of them looked indifferent, as if they were waiting for something. And all the aboriginal faces and bare skin have long or short weird lines, these lines allow them to better hide in the dense forest, and at the same time, the ancient blessings contained in them can also bring them more or less the power of.

"Shaman Achetu, three more hunters are dead."

Not long after, taking advantage of the gradually dimming night, a hunter with the same tattoo all over his body quietly emerged from the shadow in the direction of Harrison Port. He communicated with his companions with simple words and gestures: "The imperial people have no response , the people who negotiated with us have not explained yet.”

Without any superfluous embellishments, and no one without any intense emotional expression, the indigenous language is very simple, but the anger and fear contained in the tone are transmitted to the faces of all hunters along with the expressions of the hunters who spoke.

"The ceremony will start tomorrow without enough pure sacrifices, we can't get the blessing of the great shaman!"

A hunter couldn't help but speak with panic and anger: "Achetu is one of the few shamans in our tribe, he is dead, we"

The panic stems from the inability to fulfill the Grand Shaman's request, and the anger is directed at the Imperials.

Their tribe is a rare 'moderate faction' who is willing to exchange their needs with the imperial people in the form of a transaction. Even if they really need sacrifices, they will not be like other 'barbaric' Instead of raiding villages for sacrifices like tribes, try to trade with resources and coins.

From their point of view, this time there is no doubt that there is a problem with Ossena who has already negotiated with them. The guy agreed to hand over his two nephews to them for thirty talers , but repented, called the Imperial Guard, and killed their shaman and several good hunters.

What? Oxenna broke out and killed Achetu Shaman and his party?

What a joke! It's not like they haven't seen Osenna, a **** who **** black mushrooms and loses consciousness quickly. Any hunter present is confident that he can kill him in one breath!

"The imperial people must pay with their lives."

In the dim shadows, a hoarse and deep voice sounded.

And when this voice sounded, all the other natives who were angrily denouncing and cursing fell silent.

A tall hunter wearing a crown of scales slowly stood up from the shadows - unlike his compatriots who were mostly only 1.3 meters, 1.4 meters, and at most only 1.5 meters, this native warrior The height has reached an astonishing two meters!

He is full of muscles and is just standing, overlooking everyone.

The scale-crowned hunter is obviously the leader of this team. He said slowly: "I have other preparations for the ceremony. At most, I can't surprise the big shaman, so as not to delay dissatisfaction. On the side of the empire, let the gulls and pigeons deliver the letter, Tell their lords to hand over the murderer, or wait for blood."

"The murderer who killed Achetu must return blood with blood."

It can be seen that the scale-crowned hunter's body also has vertical and horizontal lines. In addition, it is also covered with a dense layer of light gray scales, like armor. The weird lines on the whole body are the source, spreading to every corner of the body.

Looking around at all the hunters present, he calmly said: "Besides, we have already spent money to buy the sacrifice. Both Osenna and his nephew are our property. They intend to deny it, but it is meaningless."

"Find them. Kill them. Sacrifice them."

The scale-crowned hunter gave such an order, and all the other hunters silently bowed their heads, expressing their obedience to his order.

Under the fading sunlight, more than a dozen shadows disappeared quietly among the dense aerial roots and intertwined branches and leaves.

Part of it is headed in the direction of Port Harrison.

And just when the natives changed.

Pude, the elder of the White People, followed by several entourages, was hurriedly walking towards the center of Harrison Port, a luxurious and magnificent building.

That is theoretically the residence of the highest official in the area, Viscount Grant, an imperial aristocrat.