Chapter 69: Black Magic Stone

  "Hey, wise guy. Take a look at this kid, there's something weird about him."

  Giroro's place was a separate animal skin tent, with eight long wooden sticks inserted around it, and the top shining with green oil lights. Even in broad daylight, it could make people feel a bit eerie and cold. Entering inside, the eyes suddenly opened up, almost comparable to a small warehouse. It turned out that this seemingly narrow tent was actually a different world, with an inner space much larger than what was seen outside.

  Raoul holds a very high position in the Beastman Union, and can be considered one of the strongest forces in the union. If we talk about status, he is not inferior to Giruji, that old mandrill, and may even surpass him by three points. After all, in this dangerous land of Gaya where crises lurk everywhere, physical strength plays a greater role than wisdom. The protection of the old mandrill only extends to one tribe of beastmen, while Raoul is a symbol of the entire Beastman Union. It's worth noting that beastmen are a race that values martial prowess even more than barbarians do. Therefore, in the eyes of most beastmen, Raoul is like a god-like figure, the protector of the entire beastman nation. That's why when they learned of the death of Tetra, who was on the same level as Raoul, those beastmen were so shocked that it caused a huge stir throughout the union.

  But what was unexpected was that this rough beastman who had been on equal terms with the old gibbon in the alliance, and had always called him by his name, once he stepped into this tent, seemed to have changed into a different person, his words and actions were extremely respectful. It was as if he was facing the high priest of the Savage Mountain. Even his way of addressing the old gibbon had changed from using his name to "wise one".

  In the tent, although the space was vast, there were not many things. The only thing that caught one's attention was a two-meter-high black stone monument in front of the old gibbon. One side of the monument was extremely irregular and emitted a faint black mist, while the other side was smooth as a mirror, with countless small tadpole-like characters carved into it. As the candle flames danced, the monument would occasionally flash with an inexplicable glow, exuding a mysterious yet cold aura. If you looked closely, you wouldn't find it difficult to discover that when the mystical light flowed and changed, it would stir up those tadpole-like characters, making them seem as if they had come alive, slowly moving about, as if imbued with some sort of strange magical power.

  At the sound of Raul's voice, the old langur slowly turned its head and said in a low tone, "Who is he? What happened?"

  "I don't know, I've never seen him before. But I found that he has a very terrifying ability in his body. It's a purely destructive power, and it's probably even stronger than my Golden Beast Soul!" Raul replied honestly, carrying the unconscious Old Liu to the old gibbon's face, saying: "However, this kid can't seem to control the power within him yet. Hmm, I should say that this energy is too strong, not something that someone of his level can handle. What a pity, if he also had legendary-level strength, our beastmen would have another hidden trump card, and we would be more confident in this operation."

  "An ability that has yet to be discovered?" The old gibbon's face flashed with surprise, his dry fingers slightly raised, and Old Liu's sturdy body suddenly flew up, suspended in mid-air. It was actually a spiritual system's psychic power.

  The old ape concentrated its mind to probe Lao Liu's body, and as soon as it attached a wisp of spiritual energy to Lao Liu, it felt its own spiritual energy being engulfed by an abnormally violent force. Even though it strengthened the probing energy, gradually overpowering that force, it was still repelled from entering Lao Liu's body. Although it could forcibly enter, it would inevitably harm Lao Liu's body, or even cause him to explode. It can be said that with this nearly ruffian-like energy present, Lao Liu was completely like an iron barrel that nothing could penetrate, and no matter how he struggled, he was just a dead pig that wasn't afraid of being scalded by boiling water.

  "How can this be?!" The old gibbon's two eyebrows shot up, and he exclaimed in shock: "It's truly an unheard-of ability, probably not even existing in the diverse human world. It doesn't have as many branches or derivatives as elemental abilities, nor does it require constant physical training like superpower systems, searching for the secrets of space-time. Nor is it a spiritual ability. Although it's just this one thing, it's more resilient and terrifying than the ferocious beasts of the superpower system - a power that leans towards destruction. This absolutely isn't an ability that ordinary living beings can control. And yet, it appears on this little guy... My brain can't keep up, I just can't figure out how he got this ability! Unbelievable, simply unbelievable!!!"

  "Sage, this is a good sapling! I think he has more hope of becoming a god than I do!" Raul said eagerly.

  "What nonsense are you spouting!" The old gibbon's face showed a hint of displeasure as he scolded, "You've not only swallowed the divine flame and obtained Kirra's divine blood, but also acquired his divine artifact, Furious Flame. And let's not forget that cultivation method for the divine technique! At this point, ordinary half-god level experts aren't even worthy opponents for you. What do you have to be afraid of?! We old guys have placed so much hope in you, don't you know that?! As soon as this operation is complete and we rescue the other old immortals, along with 800,000 beastmen... we'll immediately migrate our entire clan to another location. At that time, if you focus on cultivating with that divine technique, it won't take more than fifty years for you to reach the half-god realm! With your talent and abilities, crossing that threshold will be as easy as turning your hand over! As long as you make an effort, we old guys will gather another 100,000 volunteers willing to sacrifice themselves. Using their pure blood to activate the Blood Sacrifice Method recorded on this black magic stone... it's certain that we can help you ascend to godhood and become the true god of our beastmen clan!"

  "This piece of Black Magic Stone records the blood sacrifice curse, which is a selfish and sinister thing. I don't know if it's true or false, but how can we easily try it out?" Raul hesitated and said: "Moreover, when the Spider Queen hunted down three Heavenly Gods back then, I was lucky enough to obtain the Godfire and Kirra's artifact, and swallowed his divine blood, upgrading my Beast Soul to Golden Beast Soul. However, he obtained another Heavenly God's treasure before me, and when I was still desperately cultivating for revenge, he already wielded the War Spear of the Bloodthirsty God, dominating the Western Sea! This time seeing him again, he is obviously stronger than before! Facing that guy, I still don't have any confidence!"

  "Don't worry, those water demons won't be able to cause trouble for much longer. Batak? He's very strong, having killed a demigod from the Western Sea in the past. Back then, he had even touched that layer of vague and ethereal barrier, attracting the attention of the gods of Borweisna. However, 200 years ago, he fought against Arrosen, a rising warrior from the Barbarian tribe, and was struck by his opponent's fist, injuring his heart meridian. The nascent origin he had formed was also shattered, causing him to fall back from demigod to legendary level. Haha, there's no chance of recovery for him in this lifetime! He wants to rely on himself to ascend to godhood? That's just a fool's dream! Perhaps with the help of the Sea King's Star, he might have a chance to become a pseudo-god like the Water Demon Queen. But how can that compare to you?! All grievances will be settled after becoming a god. Now, thinking about these things is just self-torment for an ordinary person."

  "But I won't give up!" Raul suddenly raised his hands, covering his face in agony, and choked out: "Back then we all considered him a brother, trusted him so much! Even Liza became his wife! But what did we get in the end? He betrayed us, told his queen sister where we were hiding! Everyone's dead, everyone's dead! All our young warriors died at the hands of the Scourge and the High Orcs! That was almost all the elite of our beastman youth! What kept me going all these years, getting stronger? It was my hatred for him!"

  The old wolverine's face muscles twitched slightly, his mouth opened as if to say something, but then closed immediately. His eyes shifted away from Raul, revealing a hint of ferocity. He patted Raul on the shoulder and said with a warm smile: "So, we want revenge, and our only hope is you. Raul, he's already dead. We old guys can't take that last step either. You're now the only hope for our beastmen!"

  "I understand, Giro Giro sage. For the sake of our tribe and for revenge, I will definitely work hard!" Rouru wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly looked at the unconscious Old Liu, asking: "What about this kid? He's also a good seedling. With one more person, we beastmen have one more hope."

  "Not bad. This kid is indeed a good seedling. However, I still need to observe him for a while to see if he's really worth cultivating." The old gibbon's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness as he sneered coldly: "If he doesn't work together with us, I'd rather destroy him than let him exist in this world."

  Just then, Old Liu suddenly let out a loud sneeze and sat up with a start, clutching his dizzy head. In his mind, there was still a voice buzzing like a mosquito, shouting non-stop, engaging in the most intense exchange with Old Liu's subconscious. It was just then that the High Priest discovered something was amiss with Old Liu and immediately sent him a request for voice chat.

  "Get up! You little brat, get up quickly for me! Don't pretend to be dead. I'm fed up with you, not even knowing how to walk yet and already thinking of running away. Do you know what you were just doing?! You actually forced the evil god's power into your eyes?! Without the God-slaying Eyes from the Seven Great Taboos, you're simply seeking death! Pass it down to you? Don't dream about it, that's impossible! The Seven Great Taboos can't be passed on outside, and you know that... You little scoundrel, dare to talk back!!!"

  "Wait a minute, what are those two guys outside saying? Did you hear that?" The high priest suddenly whispered.

  "I'm all dizzy, how can I listen." Old Liu said gloomily.

  "Your ears aren't deaf, how can you not hear? Listen to me, it's like this... Oh heavens, you're such an ignorant fool, can't even learn something so simple. Idiot, a real idiot! (Old Liu protests in a low voice) Shut up! Hand over your hearing to me!" The High Priest took control of Old Liu's hearing along the mark of the Heavenly Dragon, while despising his stupidity, and also listened in on the conversation between the two men outside, secretly shocked.

  "Arohsen? Isn't that the genius warrior who was expelled by the Barbarian Empire 200 years ago and whose whereabouts are still unknown? Back then, he not only secretly learned three of the seven forbidden arts, but also killed my ancestor, the great priest Darun, and forcibly took away the culmination of our family's efforts over five generations. Although I don't know what that thing is, based on the scraps of paper left behind by Teacher, it must be something extraordinary... ……I didn't expect him to have such a glorious record. I wonder if he fell in battle after fighting against Badak."

  The high priest eavesdropped under the noses of two peerless powerhouses, relying on the mysterious laws of the Sky Dragon God to avoid detection. What a thrilling and heart-pounding thing it was. Old Liu also chimed in, half-asleep and half-awake, following the high priest's antics. The high priest ignored him, fully focused on the task of eavesdropping, intent on uncovering more useful information. Of course, among all this intelligence, what most piqued the high priest's interest was still that so-called Black Magic Stone.

  "Little guy, I'm telling you. When you wake up later, turn your head to the left. Open your eyes a bit wider!" The High Priest said with a sly tone.

  Lao Liu, although communicating with the high priest through his subconscious, still felt a bit dizzy and stupidly said: "Why is it on the left? Not on the right."

  The high priest was immediately infuriated and roared: "You were told to turn around, so turn around! Wait, I haven't called you awake yet! Remember to look left."

  Old Liu, who was loyal and dedicated to his duties, suddenly sat up, his entire body tilting to the left, in front of Old Gou and Laul's faces, his whole face stuck to the black magic stone.

  "Ah, so cool!" Feeling the cold aura emanating from the Black Magic Stone, Old Liu let out a sigh of relief and rubbed his face against it, exclaiming in a rather lewd tone: "So comfortable!"

  After finishing speaking, it stretched out its paws and wanted to touch.

  "You scoundrel, what are you doing!" Old Gou was so enraged by Old Liu's actions that he burst out with an astonishing display of divine power, lifting Old Liu up with one hand and pointing at his nose, furiously shouting: "You scoundrel, how dare you desecrate my treasure!"

  "So petty! Just take a look." Old Liu slightly regained some consciousness, suddenly shivered with cold sweat, and pressed his eyes which were in pain, saying: "It hurts. It hurts!"

  "Ah, good...good. This kid just woke up and his mind is still unclear. Just forgive him." He then smiled at Old Liu, who was covering his eyes in pain: "Little brother, my name is Laul, can you tell me your name? Hehe, if not, I can give you one!"

  "What's your name? Of course I have one, my name is Liu Ting! You can call me Mister Liu." Old Liu said with a grin, covering his eyes.

  "Miss Liu? What a strange name?" Raul shook his head, looking at GiruGiru, but saw that the old monkey was scowling, carefully wiping the Black Magic Stone while muttering and cursing, extremely out of sorts: "Bastard, if I didn't know you were careless, I would have chopped you into pieces long ago. Heaven! What is this? You actually wiped your snot onto my Black Magic Stone!!! I'll strangle you to death."

  "Giruru, stop it. Put that rock away, it's not a treasure." Raul gave the old mandrill a glance, causing him to grit his teeth and angrily put away the Black Magic Stone. Strangely, this huge stone suddenly shrunk dramatically when the old mandrill reached out for it, turning into a palm-sized rock. Then it was quickly hidden in the old mandrill's pocket.

  On this side, three people were in an uproar. On the other side, the high priest closed his eyes and quickly drew on the ground with one hand, surprisingly writing down what he had glimpsed earlier and relying on his strong memory to recall it. After a long time, the high priest let out a turbid breath and suddenly muttered to himself: "That guy is really... Heh heh heh, judging from the current situation, it seems that I don't need to come up with a plan for him to infiltrate the beastmen's ranks. However, we must be careful of Gilgiru; although his mind is currently in disarray, he is still an extremely troublesome character. We absolutely cannot reveal any weaknesses!"