The Great Worm Lich

The former owner of the tablet, the Lord, seemed to have used is quite a lot as a portable notebook. The information about Dark Believer was indeed very meticulous, there was a complete edition of both illustrations and texts about the Dark Believer’s prayer conversion spell; a rune mantra that could steal the divine power of other gods and make superficial changes on it to transform into the source of the dark spells; some basic knowledge like blood ritual rituals of sensing the power of darkness from the unseen world and then continued to pierce into the depth of the brutal and tyrannical force. Not only that, there were also some of the Lord’s personal insights into the profession of the Dark Believers.

All of these actually had a beautifully crafted animation too.

After reading the contents carefully, what Zhang Lisheng had read suddenly flooded his mind with the image of the Lord having a sudden inspiration while wearing an old monk’s robes as he killed his sacrifices brutally, prompting him to take out his tablet to record his new insights. Then, he would continue to execute his blood sacrifice, and he would finally use the program Flash to create an animated short film of the whole process. When he thought of this, it made him feel stupid.

However, when he recalled that the witchcraft improvement experiments he had carried out using modern biotechnology might appear to be even more absurd in the eyes of other witches, he burst out laughing and no longer criticized the Lord in his mind as he let a sense of disappointment overcome him instead.

Through just a few hours of research, the young man finally understood that the so-called Dark Believer was actually a person who changed the essence of his life and gained extraordinary power through a brutal ritual by offering a sacrifice to the power of darkness.

This power of darkness was the ‘primitive force’ born from the cruel nature of ‘ the law of the jungle’ of all the creatures in the Colossal World and vast universe.

Unlike the devotees who believed in a certain deity, the believers who believed in the power of darkness could exert those cruel and terrible abilities with very few restrictions. Not only that, theoretically, they could also use it in different ‘worlds’ with no restrictions.

What was even more tempting was how the Dark Believers were more likely to break through the old conventions, and they could obtain the opportunity to become a god. The only shortcoming was that in the process of rising above the ordinary, one’s nature would slowly change to become extremely brutal.

Having a personality change to become bloodthirsty was not a big flaw in the eyes of most Western dark professions who enjoyed killing. However, to Zhang Lisheng, who felt that the ultimate goal of cultivation was to attain liberation, felt that he could not tolerate this kind of shortcoming of getting a twisted personality due to cultivation at all.

“I’d never cultivate such a f*cked up thing in my entire life!” he shut down the tablet and sighed. Then, in low spirits, he muttered to himself, “Or should I say, I’d never cultivate such a f*cked up thing before I entrenched my conscience. Sigh, in the end, as a wizard, the method that best suits me to use the power of faith is still the Witchcraft’s Gate of Sacrifice. However, other than the Gate of Witchcraft, where else could I find this Witchcraft’s Gate of Sacrifice system? Sigh…”

After pondering for a long while until the sky had already turned bright outside, Zhang Lisheng still learned nothing.

After the sun shone through the thin curtains onto his face, the young man realized that he had been heading into a blind alley. Thus, he no longer thought over it and just walked out of the room with his tablet.

The outdoor air was fresh and cold. When he went downstairs, he did not care about the car parked at the motel. Instead, he raised his thumb up by the roadside and stopped a good samaritan to drive him.

He hitchhiked to go to the downtown area of New York City and ate a hearty breakfast. Then, he took a taxi to the new port in the suburbs and boarded the earliest ferry to the Shrimp B1 Island.

In the next few days, he waited patiently in the Tudenan.

Finally, at noon, when the scorching sun was shining brightly from the top of his head, Zhang Lisheng, who was flipping through the mysterious tribal book of history in the bark house enshrining the book, finally received a report from the tribal scouts. Several hundreds of mysterious and powerful people had attacked the Kaqilu tribe that was the nearest to them.

“Great Raider! Those attackers wore black robes and were wrapped in large smog. They covered the entire Kaqilu tribe entirely with the smog. Even though we couldn’t see the battle inside, from the violent wind that I felt from a big tree thousands of steps away from the Kaqilu tribe, a catastrophe must have fallen right there!” A scout with a bright feather on his head was kneeling at the tribe’s living faith as he reported anxiously.

“Attacking at noon? That Lord’s concept of time differs greatly from the others!” Zhang Lisheng jumped down from the huge wooden chair that was laid with long animal skin and casually placed the Tudenan’s tribal book of history back to the altar. Then, he took over ten faith stone from the altars and gripped them in his palm before striding out of the bark house.

Looking towards the direction of Kaqilu, Zhang Lisheng saw a black smog in the distant sky, shrouding a large mountain forest that looked like the black clouds before a heavy rain. It stunned him for a moment before speaking to the Tudenan headman, who was following closely beside him with a smile, “What a very interesting way of concealment. Tugra, it seems that our ‘Allied Army’ is more useful than I thought. Go! Go gather 5000, no, 10,000 tribal warriors and rush to the groves two thousand steps away from Kaqilu. Lie in ambush and wait for my orders.”

The moment Zhang Lisheng had ordered the Tudenan’s scouts to pay special attention to the investigation of the neighboring Kaqilu and Mokacho tribes, Tugra could already guess that the Raider had a plan of using the same technique to reproduce the ‘glorious night’. When he heard Zhang Lisheng’s order, it turned out that this was indeed the case. Filled with worries, he sighed and crouched on the ground, “Yes, Raider!”

“Tugra, I know that you are worried that the unbridled expansion of Tudenan will attract the attention of powerful tribes on the island and may even lead to a coalition of forces. However, the problem now is that we already have a good opportunity to conquer Kaqilu, so don’t tell me we can just deliberately give up now? If we don’t advance but retreat in the war of conquest, and keep weighing the pros and cons while worrying about everything with anxiety, the Tudenan will eventually decline again!” When Zhang Lisheng saw how the Tudenan’s headman was low in spirit, he quickly encouraged him on.

Then, his body suddenly lengthened to become over two meters high as his skins produced pieces of diamond-shaped scales. He leaped up high and entered stealth mode, charging to the distant clouds in the mountains.

He leapt in the jungle and nihilated his body when he encountered insurmountable obstacles. The young man travelled straight in line and soon, he reached the top of a big tree on the edge of the dark clouds.

He placed his sharp claws above his head to block the sun and stretched his eyesight to look at the dwelling of Kaqilu. He noticed that his eyes that could usually see through all the fog seemed to have failed this time, he could only see a dark fog in the distance.

After thinking about it, the young man did not force himself to infiltrate Kaqilu to figure out what the battle situation was at this time. Instead, he merely waited patiently in the canopy.

After ten minutes, he saw a few fuzzy figures swaying in the black fog gradually becoming clearer.

After a while, five to six people wearing dark green robes that covered even their heads ran out of the fog in panic. However, before they could even run a hundred meters away, they had already fallen on the ground. Two of them had their backs ruptured as countless of colored mushrooms grow from their bodies; three of them turned into hard stones completely; while the last one struggled on the ground and turned into a pile of bubbles that rose to the air under the sun.

“Looks like these few people must be the Darkwalkers who fled from the battle. I wonder if they died in the hands of the spiritual monsters or their own companions. However, in any case, no matter how disunite these hundreds of Darkwalkers are, they should still be able to push down Kaqilu’s totem pole. I’m just worried that the loss they suffer will be too great and will prompt that Lord to overthrow the agreement to increase the price of the transaction…” Zhang Lisheng sat on the dense branches of the tree and stared forward while muttering to himself, imagining the ‘good play’ in the distance he could not see. It was only until the sun had gradually fallen did the black fog slowly dissipated.

The fog vanished, and immediately, a strong bloody stench filled the air. The young man jumped down from the canopy and slowly walked into the quiet Kaqilu dwelling along with the overflowing blood and the woodland area that was filled with the corpses of the Hellfire tribesmen who had died in all sorts of peculiar way.

Zhang Lisheng walked through the several tens of thousands of Kaqilu’s tribesmen who had gone dazed and the Darkwalkers who had suffered from over 20% of death and injury. When he had just reached the collapsed totem pole, he heard a voice that sounded like a male duck quacking resonating in his ears, “You came in time, Your Excellency Dragon Fang. Have you brought the 19 faith stones with you?”

“Of course, your Lordship!” Zhang Lisheng showed himself and walked up to the black-robed man who was talking. Spreading his claws, he handed over a small pile of round stones magnanimously, “19 purest faith stones! It’s a pleasant deal!”

“This trade is not pleasant at all, Your Excellency Dragon Fang,” The Lord took the faith stones and saw that they were indeed pure and blemish-less. The inexplicable anger in his heart dissipated unconsciously, but he still continued to speak coldly. “When these aborigines partnered up with the monsters, their combat power boosted too much. I’ve got to say, I regret this deal…”

“Your Lordship, the reason you have such a great number of sacrifices when you attacked the aborigine tribe is not only because these foreign world’s aborigines and the spiritual monsters that guarded them were powerful. Instead, it’s mostly because everyone did not put in all of their efforts for they wanted to flee when the battle had become slightly fierce, isn’t it?” Zhang Lisheng interrupted the Lord’s words and said with a smile.

The tall black-robed man went silent for a while, and coldly said, “Even so, it was not worthwhile to destroy a 70,000-strong native tribe for the sake of 19 faith stones. I can say the strength of the human body and the strength of the is directly proportional. Since these indigenous people had such an unexpected fighting power, the power of faith in the totem pole of the aboriginal tribe should be far more than I expected. ”

“Your Lordship, the reason you feel the spiritual monster guarding the aboriginal tribe was unexpectedly strong is mainly because they can also use the power of faith to strengthen their strength. The tribal totem pole is also equal to the ‘cash tank’ where they collect their power of faith. It’s entirely based on one’s luck to see how much is harvested after they opened this ‘cash tank’. If I’m lucky enough, then…”

“Lucky? Bad luck? Yeah it’s only you who have the final say, Your Excellency Dragon Fang! I don’t want to talk nonsense, in short, the conditions of the transaction should be revised… Well, you’ve drawn two tribal maps for me and their distance is very close. I plan to take a break and attack the other tribe before the evening. But this time, I’ll take 50 faith stones, not any less!” The Lord said toughly.