When they arrived at the Wende River Tribe, Zhao Hao and the others had already walked halfway, representing half of the world.

However, there is a problem here, that is, the secret realm mastered by the Wende River tribe cannot be opened at will, but instead requires sacrifices to be held on special days.

This is also easier to understand. After all, a good secret realm cannot be left to Indians, right?

You must know that the mysterious bureau has not yet mastered a better secret realm.

Fortunately, tomorrow night is a time when the sacrificial ceremony can be held, and only about ten people from Zhao Hao and the others enter, so it doesn’t take much good days or big rituals, which is enough.

It's just a one-day delay, and I can still wait.

After all, if you don’t enter the inner world from here, the further secret realm will be hundreds of kilometers away.

Moreover, the distance in the inner world is not easy to calculate, and if you want to cross hundreds of kilometers in the inner world, it may not be possible without a month.

Zhao Hao and others were treated with courtesy. After all, Colt, as the one with the most powerful position among the branch directors, had the brightest forehead, and must be treated with certain preferential treatment.

Although the Indian chiefs and priests don’t go out to see the world, they don’t have to treat them well when they come to the door. If you think they are stupid, it would be nonsense.

Let me put it this way, the chief's intelligence is at least 15 years or more, and the old priest with a slutty face may have more than 20 years or more intelligence.

Zhao Hao's exploration cannot accurately determine the numbers, but it will not be bad in general.

Even the Fate Prompt Eye says that the old priest is a wise elder.

According to Bresta, the old priest has lived to be one hundred and eight years old!

Then in the 1970s, he was already ninety-five years old, and his psychic energy had not yet recovered!

It is estimated that the old man was a black iron-level extraordinary person at that time, but he lived to be 95 years old when he was relatively backward in medical care and food. This is really a good idea!

Although his health may be no longer good now, his mental attributes are definitely not low, and he may have to exceed 30 points!

At least the Single Professor X expressed great vigilance to the old priest, but the old priest smiled very friendly.

You should know that Zhao Hao is only 18 spirits when he is naked, and he only has 38 points in his cards and equipment!

Of course, he is a hexagonal warrior, and every attribute is not inferior to other extraordinary people who specialize in this item. The power attribute is even more than that.

And if the muscle stick Afu can be replaced with [Hex Pioneer, Spiritual Machined Humanoid Master, Shujiro], his mental attributes will definitely be higher.

If this old priest died that day, he would definitely become one of the ancestors of the Indians.

It is said that his spirit body now enters the "spiritual world" every night to communicate with his ancestors and beast spirits. Those ancestor spirit leaders have a good sense of the sea of ​​spiritual energy and can explore a lot of information.

He asked Bresta to come back to investigate the abnormality.

That night, Zhao Hao was indeed called up, and Bresta took him to meet the old priest.

Moreover, Bresta actually called two young and beautiful Indian girls who were eighteen or nineteen years old and were dressed very coolly to accompany Zhao Hao!

Zhao Hao: Bresta is indeed sensible! Hmm, I mean this guy with dirty thoughts has a sharp ear. Could it be that he used donkey's ears?!

The old priest was very polite and asked Zhao Hao to sit down with a smile, and made tea for him to drink.

That tea is not a tea that represents the world, but a rare wild tea produced from the world. After drinking it, it makes the spirit and spiritual energy obey. It is quite precious.

The old priest picked up the teacup and said, "In the past, we had not thought about the formation tribe, but today it seems that we have done something wrong."

He looked down at the teapot.

It turns out that since the resurgence of the psychic energy, they have bet on the extraordinary.

We will strive to cultivate elite children in the clan to strive to pass the trials of beast spirits or ancestral spirits and become extraordinary people.

The beast spirit warrior is like Bresta, occupies a certain beast spirit power on his body. However, Bresta is even more successful and has become a beast spirit shaman.

The ancestor spirit inherits the power left by his ancestors in the "spiritual world", such as the Apache warriors Zhao Hao had met.

Crossing mountains and ridges is like walking on flat ground, good at sneak attacks and lurking, and can play with a very good axe.

The development direction of the old priests is also placed on the inner world. They enter the inner world through sacrifices, and venture to obtain extraordinary resources in the inner world, and feed back to the tribe to cultivate more new people.

For example, the world's wild tea here...

The road is actually correct, at least the general trend is quite accurate.

However, they were wrong, that all development must be rooted in the lowest-level people.

The elites you have selected and cultivated were not selected by the public?

As a result, the bottom layer collapsed. What's the use of even if you train a few more extraordinary people? Can you gain any rights and status in the world?

When someone hit a missile, it was basically transformed into ashes below bronze. Isn’t this nonsense? What era is it?

This is misled by cognition! I still suffered from the loss of being uneducated and thought it was the chaotic times of that year.

In other words, what has the development of science and technology been like in seventy or eighty years?

After the two wars, not only did humans master the force that destroys the earth, but they also master the force that destroys humans.

At this time, I was thinking that the arms race was a bit wrong, mainly because the Indians couldn't afford to play this.

It’s better to win people over with virtue! Fighting for status in the world is serious.

Zhao Hao briefly explained his thoughts and went back to the house to sleep under the old priest's thanks.

Of course, the Indian girl must have not brought it with her, so Zhao Hao refused firmly. He must not be sorry to Elena!

What's wrong? Oh, that's sorry.

The main reason is that Zhao Hao always feels like he is about to be planted!

Of course, it is still difficult for the bronze strongman to want a child, but the old priest may be holding the idea of ​​having a date but not a date. Zhao Hao has to be careful!

Zhao Hao: Hey! The old priest still has vision and can see my extraordinaryness at a glance~

Sure enough, Brestaurant must have never thought of such a solution, and he couldn't bear to face it!

The next day, someone arrived again during the day, and it was the necromancer Sandru Yoda.

He was a man who was in South America some time ago, and he rushed over after receiving the message these two days.

During the day, everyone prepared or waited for each other. Zhao Hao was treated very well by two Indian girls, but he was the one who was loyal and unyielding! He refused to do so, and started with you and me!

It was evening when the Indians began to get lively, and all the Indians from the gathering sites within a dozen miles were coming.

A huge fire was lit on the open space, and a large fire several meters high branched up by a tree trunk that was several meters long. The flames burned and Mars rushed towards the night sky.

Several priests were wearing animal skins, wearing feathers or beast helmets, playing various animal bone flutes, beating cowhide drums, and shaking their heads under the totem pole and singing Indian prayers that they couldn't understand.

When the moon is in the middle of the sky, the concentration of psychic energy around the ritual is already very high.

Several fat and strong beasts were taken to the totem pole and pressed and bleed one by one.

Then hundreds of Indians applied a piece of blood on their faces, sang and danced around the fire hand in hand, and soon fell into a state of madness.

Then Zhao Hao and the others brought things like deer antler helmets, cow horn helmets or feathers, put their hands on the shoulders of the person in front, looked down at their toes and followed them step by step, and Bresta was the one who led the way in the front.

The old priest and chief were presiding the ceremony in front of the fire. Colt also took the black-clothed agent to preside over the logistics. After all, he was average in combat and had to defend the way out...

The old priest said before that he would come back before dawn, otherwise he would have to wait for the next sacrificial day to open the entrance to the secret realm and release them.

Bresta sat in the front of the team and led everyone out of the open space and headed towards the wilderness in the distance.

He held a torch in one hand and waved a bone tied with colorful cloth strips in the other hand, kept beating a leather drum around his waist, and began to chant a desolate ancient Indian song.

Zhao Hao and the others walked for about ten minutes, and then they felt the change in their spiritual energy.

While hesitating whether to look up, Bresta spoke: "We have entered the secret realm!"

When everyone heard this, they looked up and looked around. It didn't matter when they saw it. They found that they were actually in the grave covered by night fog!

Among everyone, Zhao Hao, Lincoln, and Prada had the ability to see things at night.

The steel transformer Thomas has one eye that transforms the prosthetic eye, which can observe various fields of vision such as infrared and ultraviolet.

Professor Spirit X has a mental scan, and the necromancer Sandru can basically know what environment he is in.

Only Sam was shocked by a grave bag at his feet.

"What is this?" Zhao Hao asked.

Bresta replied: "This is our resting place."

Those Indians who became extraordinary will be buried in a resting place after death as long as they have the conditions.

Here, their spirituality can be retained to a certain extent, and they have the opportunity to turn into ancestors and be sacrificed by future generations, and can also protect future generations.

And what they call the "spiritual world" is also this special secret realm.

A kind of twilight that can exist between the inside and outside worlds.

In fact, it can't be called "world", it's too small.

No wonder Indians rarely open their secret realms to outsiders, and their feelings are their own ancestral tombs!

"Please speed up and don't disturb the peace of the pastors." Bresta stared at Andrew tightly when he said this. After all, this grandson was a necromancer, and this was simply a mouse dropping a rice jar.

Of course, although the Indian Patriarchs here are extremely outstanding and are the best materials for the souls of the dead, Sandru is now also a bronze 2-star undead master, so he probably can't do such a thing...

The main reason is that the Indians were not vegetarians, the old priest and chief were both bronze, and Bresta... he could not have died.

This small secret realm is not big. In just twenty minutes, they walked out of the fog and came to another completely different forest. Looking back, they could no longer see the foggy path when they came.
To be continued...