amaotonovel Chapter 131 The Goddess of Celebration Made the Wrong Priesthood
Chapter 131 The Goddess of Celebration Made the Wrong Priesthood
If you look at the entire Northwestern Desert from the air, Mirror Lake looks like a big eyeball, right in the middle of the desert.
Apart from a few narrow streams and scattered small lakes, there is no other body of water as large as Mirror Lake.
The northern side of the Wasteland is adjacent to the Spine of the World, and unlike the Haze Forest, it does not have a tundra plain as a buffer zone;
The south is the territory of humans, with cities of all sizes occupying the rich southern border.
The west side was once the core area of the ancient empire of Ishtar.
Legend has it that in the magic experiment that destroyed the entire empire's top leadership, Istar's capital and several of her satellite cities were razed to the ground by the violent magical energy.
Not far to the west of Mirror Lake, the land there was covered with smooth and hard gravel, as if it had been scorched by high temperatures.
The most surprising thing is that the temperature here is also very low, but there is no trace of snow on the ground.
In the endless wasteland all around, no matter which direction you look from, you can't find the slightest difference.
I'm afraid even the most adaptable creatures cannot survive here. It's hard to imagine how those wandering orc tribes can survive in such a place.
It was the first time that Alvin had stepped into such a place. He squatted on the ground and played for a long time out of curiosity, which made the short Lian look at him with contempt.
"Sister, would you like to reconsider this?
This pervert is still playing in the mud even though he is this old..."
"What are you considering...No! No! Don't talk nonsense!"
Walking on the creaking ground, the team finally arrived at a place with a different scene.
It looked like a lightning rod on the roof of some kind of building. A pillar that was taller than the frost giant Soi stood alone on the ground.
“We’re here. This is the border where the wandering orcs live.
Beneath this pile of rubble lies the ancient Ishtar.
The orcs probably used these protruding buildings as landmarks to roam the wasteland."
Broken Tooth reached out and patted the pillar in front of him twice.
Unlike the elf ruins in the gray haze forest, the stone pillar in front of us has a smooth surface and no traces of carving at all.
But even after ten thousand years, the stone pillar still has a magical wave like a heartbeat.
Xiling glanced at the pillar. This kind of strange creation is not rare in the main material world.
She nodded to Lin Liya, and then saw the elf ranger climbing up the pillar swiftly. In less than a breath, he stood on the top of the nearly five-meter-high pillar.
"Captain Xiling!
Further west, there was a tent roof half buried in the ground!
But there was no sign of any biological activity, so it was probably an abandoned campsite.”
"how far?"
"It's about two or three miles away."
Alvin looked in the direction Lin Liya pointed. Human vision is indeed limited, and he could not see anything in that direction.
"Broken Tooth, if it's Team Leader Tagon, which direction would he be in?"
"They will probably follow the trail of wandering orcs like we did..."
"Well, let's speed up then."
According to Broken Tooth's information, Chieftain Tagon set out alone the night before Ivan and his party arrived, heading west to find the source of the corruption.
Our journey started a day and a half earlier than that of Alvin and his group. If we quicken our pace, we should be able to see traces of Tagon soon.
Although he still had doubts about Morgan asking him to assassinate Tagon, finding the patriarch should mean he is not far from the truth.
Alvin stared towards the west. The midday sun caused a mist to rise from the ground, making him feel as if he was in summer.
By the evening, the team had found three or four small orc camps in a row, and without exception, they all looked uninhabited.
But judging by the dust on the surface of the tents, these camps were abandoned not long ago.
"Is it possible that the owners of these tents are the group of degenerates who attacked the wasteland tribe?"
"That's how it should be."
Lin Liya picked up a broken finger from the ground. Judging from the wound, the finger was bitten off by someone.
"Like fallen elves, they will prioritize attacking living creatures they see around them. As long as they still have some sense left, they will become their target of attack."
"Broken Tooth, the gods these orcs worship are..."
Broken Tooth Wasteland, who had been silent all the time, took the flint for starting a fire and hit it again and again on a pile of dry cloth strips.
"The orc god... Gruumsh.
In the Northwestern Wastes, except for the Wasteland Orcs, other small settlements only believe in Gruumsh."
After hearing Broken Tooth's words, everyone shut their mouths at the same time.
This means that there may be another god who has encountered an unexpected change that he is unaware of.
……
Entering an empty tent, Alvin lowered the door curtain, bent over and walked to the center of the tent.
These orcs wandering the west side of the wasteland have a very different way of setting up their tents.
Only half of the space is exposed above the ground, with a smooth and rounded curve; the other half is buried deep underground, using gravel to block the cold from the outside.
Without continuing to admire the structure of the tents, Alvin whispered Lal's name.
"Huan...Huan what is it...
Oh, goddess of pleasure Lal… goddess Lal… goddess of pleasure Lal…”
“You could leave it out a little more, pervert!
I am the goddess of ecstasy! of joy and celebration! Not just pleasure!"
"Yes, yes, such a difficult name is hard to remember...
Hey, don't get excited! Put away the arc on your hair..."
Her chest rose and fell several times before Goddess Lal calmed herself down.
She looked around and seemed to identify this tarpaulin with a distinct orc style.
"It seems that you have arrived at the west of the wasteland. I heard Morgan talk about this place and these orcs who are not interested in her at all."
"You're pretty good. You know this."
Alvin looked around. There was nothing in the tent. He didn't know how Lal could tell it apart.
"It's the degree of damage to the leather! These orcs live in a place where supplies are scarce, and a tent has to be passed down for several generations."
"Ooooh! You can read minds too! That's amazing!
Oh, omniscient goddess, please tell me which direction to go next..."
The projection of goddess Lal made her beautiful eyes widen.
"I can't predict it! How would I know where Tagon is?"
"Can't you just ask Morgan? Didn't you say you have a clone or a phantom or something with her?
Even you can find me who is not a believer by following the sound, so can't she sense the devout believer Tagun?"
"Huh? It seems so. I'll go ask."
"I now strongly suspect that you have made a mistake in your priesthood.
It shouldn’t be a celebration, but rather a sign of low intelligence…”
"Ai~wen~
You pervert!
You and I are at odds with each other! "