Arcane Lord

If you look closely, you can even see the man's body shaking slightly in the winter river, but he seems to have been injured in some way and is no longer able to swim to the shore, so he can only float downstream along the Netheril River.

Sears and Byrne looked at each other and said in unison: "Pick it up!"

There are at least dozens of gold coins floating on the water! How could you just let it go! Moreover, this person does not look like a person with strength or background at first glance. Let’s arrest him first!

The ship was not slow, so Sears and Byrne hurriedly notified the captain to slow down, and at the same time arranged for their men to go into the water with ropes to retrieve the people.

At the same time, in the cabin, in the center of the crowd sitting together was an old man wearing feathers, animal robes, and holding a blood-colored bone staff. His cloudy eyes appeared from the two holes of the terrifying wild boar mask.

He was looking at his people. He looked at the women and children sitting silently against the four walls of the cabin, looked at the tribal warriors sitting around him, and sighed.

This is not the first time he sighed during the journey. As the shaman of the tribe, his mission is to give confidence to the tribe and guide the tribe to survive, but now——

Abandoning their ancestral land and heading to a completely unfamiliar area, where is the path forward for the Kabu tribe?

"Shaman, Rock Pig, he is dying, please save him!"

The shaman was silent, but he still put his hand on the forehead of a strong man who still looked strong but was unconscious. The rock pig was originally the most powerful warrior of the tribe, but during a hunting, he accidentally hit the shaman of the feuding tribe. Cursed, he barely ran back but eventually fell into a coma.

The loss of the rock pig once again cast a layer of frost on the already disadvantaged Kahun tribe.

What's more serious is that because of the treatment of Rock Pig, his originally short life has become closer to the end. Once he dies, the Kabu tribe without a shaman will eventually perish.

It's just that he can face his own death, but he can't face the fact that his people have become slaves, or even sacrifices. The final struggle is about to begin, but at this moment, the ancestral spirit brings him a group of Nese people. .

According to these Nese people, their lord was in urgent need of a large number of people to open up new lands. The ancestral spirit told him that these Nese people were not lying. Kabu Shaman suddenly saw hope. Who would be willing to die if he could live? !

The two sides almost clicked, and then the migration began. The elders of the tribe voluntarily gave up the opportunity to leave to buy them time.

As the days on the ship became longer and longer, even as a shaman, he could not help but feel confused.

After a while, the Kabu shaman retracted his palm and began to sing an ancient song unique to the Langas people. There were no lyrics, only a cry of sorrow and hope for the future.

The others also seemed to understand something. A warrior took off his animal skin clothing and covered the rock pig, and at the same time joined in the shaman's chanting.

If there is one, there will be a second one, but the newcomers no longer cover the rock pig with animal skins, but come forward and stroke the rock pig's still exposed arms, as if they want to keep their breath on the rock pig.

After a while, the chants in the cabin merged into one, and the sound spread outside the cabin.

…

On the deck, the previous castaway has been fished out. The experienced Sears is checking the identity of the castaway. The dark rough skin and calloused palms indicate that this person is definitely not a superior.

The relieved Sears nodded to Bourne, and then ordered his subordinates to throw the "drifter" into the cabin. If he survived, he would be a gold coin. If he died, he would of course die.

At this moment, there were strange roars coming from the cabin. Sears frowned but didn't say anything.

And Byrne asked directly, "Sears, what are those savages shouting?"

"It seems like someone is dead. I'll go over and take a look. You wait for me in the lounge. I'll be there soon."

"Okay, hurry up!"

With that said, Bourne muttered twice more, and then walked towards the lounge on the ship.

…

Daxia collar, Linshui Village.

It was already halfway through December, but there was still no news about the projection plane from the Tower of Time. Xia Duo, who had been staying in the small tent to study "Deep Demonic Network", was also a little upset at this moment.

Even if he misses it, at least he can know that the search period for the projection plane is about one to two months, which is better than no news at all!

If it is only available next month, then the search result cycle will be one to three months, and the longer it goes, the longer the cycle will be. This is really far away from Xia Duo's expectations.

The troubles during this period were not limited to these. Rodney led another ship over, which must have set off long ago, and judging from their posture, it seemed that they did not want to let go of winter.

However, while there are worries, there are also things to be happy about. One is that the residents have fallen in love with steamed buns, a new type of food that is soft and slightly sweet.

Indeed, it’s both hungry and delicious, who doesn’t like it!

The canteen helper rotation system has been implemented for several rounds, and many people, even those who have never been a canteen helper, have learned to make dough and steam steamed buns.

It's just that the current Daxia collar is more like a big factory than a village. The efficient "big pot meal" in the canteen cannot be given up for the time being. Those who have learned to make steamed buns can only go to the canteen when it is their turn. Only when you have the opportunity to practice it yourself.

As for Carpenter, the slave who made the steamer, he was also given a small credit for this incident, and he was one step closer to escaping from slavery.

Another good thing is that it has to do with Sha Duo himself.

Just yesterday, Xia Duo's blood started to sprout, and he entered that magical dream again at night. He still transformed into the Yangtze River, storms, and even lightning, but it still stopped abruptly at a critical position.

After waking up in the morning, although there was no increase in ability, the bloodline had a tendency to awaken, so why shouldn't he be happy.

As for the cause of bloodline awakening, Xia Duo also had some guesses after experiencing so many bloodline awakenings.

When did he begin to awaken his bloodline? Perhaps it was when Mu Yan gave him the ancestral blessing. This has already passed and is currently unknown.

Xia Duo knew clearly that the awakening of bloodline was always related to the magical dream that transformed into the Yangtze River.

The first time was during the Orc War, but I didn't awaken any abilities, it was just a dream.

The second time, on the night of the award ceremony, I entered the dreamland and gained the simple ability of [Water Control];

The third time, some time after the award ceremony, he was able to touch the first level of the magic network with the power of his bloodline, and it was also because this Xia Duo directly became an official mage.

However, from this time onwards, Xia Duo's progress as a mage has been ahead of the bloodline awakening, which also made Xia Duo's expectations for the bloodline awakening a lot less.

For the fourth time, after the arcane competition, [Water Control] deepened, and I learned how to cast spells in water, transforming into water flow.

The fifth time, after the wedding with Niya, I obtained [Control of Wind], which can also vaporize the body and cast spells in the air.

The sixth time was yesterday.

Xia Duo roughly guessed that every time he awakened, he gained respect, awe, envy, attention and cheers from many people. He used a popular word to describe it, that is -

He most likely awakened his bloodline due to the power of faith placed in him by others.

Of course, the further you go, the more faith power you may need, and the more difficult it will be to awaken.

However, with a territory, one after another, the people can always reach the limit, but Xia Duo doesn't know where the limit of his bloodline is.

But from the current point of view, harvesting faith does not seem to be difficult.

Perhaps in the future, the progress of his bloodline awakening will exceed the progress of the mage.