Tian Yuan Xian Ji

Chapter 1402 The Curse of the Gods

Tangning stood there blankly for a while before asking, "When did the high priest die? How long has it been since now?"

"The high priest has been dead for more than a thousand years."

"Besides this painting, did he leave anything behind?"

"The high priest left a follow-up prophecy at the burial place. If the messenger wants to know, he needs to go there."

Tangning couldn't wait to ask, "Where is he buried?"

"He is buried in the original place of our clan, Yuanhuan Mountain."

"Yuanhuan Mountain? Is it far from here?"

"Yuanhuan Mountain is in Hainan, and this is Haixi. If the envoy wants to go there, he needs to cross the Baiqu Sea."

"Why does the high priest want you to migrate to Haixi?"

The older orc lowered his eyebrows and said: "The ancestors of our tribe were loyal servants of the supreme god of death, and they have always served the gods wholeheartedly. The great god then rewarded our ancestors with Baiquhai as a place for our tribe to live. In modern times, our tribe has There is a traitor in the clan who has blasphemed and betrayed the supreme god of death.”

"The great god was angry and turned his anger on his own people."

"Since then, the punishment of the gods has been accompanying our tribe. Just when our tribe was about to be destroyed, the high priest appeared. He could foresee the future as soon as he was born. He could accurately predict the coming of the punishment of the gods every time, and always lead the tribe one step ahead. Take refuge.”

"But the high priest is only a mortal after all, and cannot live forever like the great gods. In his later years, the high priest foresaw that his death was coming. When he was dying, he guided his people to migrate here, predicting that here they could temporarily escape the punishment of the great gods. But one day, God’s punishment will come.”

"The fact is as expected by the high priest. Since our tribe moved to Haixi, the gods' punishment has not come again for a long time, which has allowed our tribe to multiply."

"Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. More than a hundred years ago, God's punishment finally came, and it became more and more frequent."

"The high priest once predicted that the messenger would come to our clan, and that would be a critical moment for our clan to obtain forgiveness from the gods."

Tang Ning's mind was spinning, and she finally understood why the orcs were trembling with fear when he blurted out that he was ordered by the gods to patrol those who disrespected the gods. It turned out that this was the reason.

He knew that he was not some bullshit messenger of the gods, but the predictions made by the high priest were so conclusive. If he had not seen the pictures left behind, he would have definitely felt that the high priest was an old liar.

But now, he felt that things were not that simple.

Perhaps the prophecy of the high priest was true. One day, a messenger from the god of death would arrive and appear beside the green lake. I was just one step ahead of him, but these orcs mistakenly thought that the messenger was coming.

"Sir Messenger, our clan has always been loyal to the supreme god of death. The actions of the treacherous traitor in our clan are all his fault alone. I beg you to state to the great god on your behalf that there is absolutely no disrespect in this clan. Heart, please ask the supreme death god to calm down and lift the curse on this clan."

Seeing his silence, the orc elder thought he was hesitating whether to intercede with the gods, so he quickly fell to the ground and begged.

"If you are truly loyal to the great god and have no second thoughts, I will intercede on your behalf." At this point, Tangning could only bite the bullet and continue to deceive. In short, she would get through this first.

He didn't ask the gods what the curse was. Those murals had already told him the answer. If his prediction was correct, the so-called punishment was the dark orb that appeared randomly and swallowed everything.

This was a natural disaster that only appeared in the Death Swamp, but it also appeared in the south of Baiquhai. What the two places have in common is that both are the territories of the legendary death god.

Tangning originally didn't believe in the legends of gods in the spirit world, but now she couldn't help but feel a little doubtful.

"Thank you, Lord Envoy. Thank you, Lord Envoy." Hearing this, the orc elder clapped his hands on the ground in excitement.

"Get up! By the way, I don't know your name yet?"

"Replying to the envoy, my name is Aguda."

"Aguda, how did you know where I would appear today? I have been waiting for me there."

"Lord Messenger, we didn't know you would come today. We just discovered the Lord and went to pay homage. We didn't expect that the Lord Messenger would come with the Lord."

The so-called lord obviously refers to the white-bone whale. From this point of view, the white-bone whale is not here for the first time. It should be a frequent visitor here.

"How often does it usually come here?"

"The Lord does not have a fixed period. Sometimes he appears once every ten years, and sometimes he appears once every hundred years."

"Did your high priest predict the arrival of this messenger today?"

"The high priest only predicted that the messenger would come to our clan, and did not say a specific time limit." Tangning nodded and said nothing more.

Aguda led him to the third floor of the palace. Like the lower two floors, there were various murals, depicting a series of stories about the ancestors of the orcs serving the god of death, opening up territory in Yuanhuan Mountain, and developing and reproducing the race.

Among them, the painting of the god of death is very similar, only replaced by a looming image shrouded in black mist.

Aguda introduced to him in detail the origin of each mural and the story behind it. There was a mural in the middle where the messenger of the god of death appeared.

I saw a human silhouette standing in front of the God of Death, bowing his head and listening to the teachings.

Whether it is the prophecy left by the high priest or the murals handed down from the ancient times of the orcs, it is very clear that the messenger of the gods is a humanoid creature. Although the face does not appear on the murals, the hands, feet, and even the ears are still there. There is an overall, and there is no doubt that this is a human image.

At least it means that the orcs have seen the human race in ancient times, otherwise it would be impossible to describe the appearance of the human race so clearly based on imagination.

Tang Ning finally understood why these orcs fell down and worshiped her as soon as they saw her. They all believed that she was a messenger of the gods without even asking.

Presumably they have never seen a human monk, and the murals handed down from their distant ancestors depict the messenger of the gods as a human being. In addition, he came out of the belly of the white-bone whale, combined with the prophecy left by the high priest. Through many coincidences, He was directly recognized as the messenger of the gods.

In addition, there are also portraits of white-bone whales in the murals. In the pictures, the ancestors of the orcs are feeding the white-bone whales. According to Aguda, the white-bone whales were originally the spiritual pets of the god of death, and their ancestors were by the side of the god of death. A slave who specializes in feeding boneless whales.

Therefore, the white-bone whales are naturally close to the Haiyue tribe, which explains why the white-bone whales often come to the Haiyue tribe's territory but never harm the Haiyue tribe's people.

I have to say, this explanation is quite convincing.

After looking at the murals here, Aguda led him to the fourth floor of the palace. Unlike the first, second and third floors, there were no murals here, only a portrait hanging high in the center of the high platform.

Aguda entered the inner room, prostrated himself on the ground from the stairs, and walked forward with three bows and nine kowtows. Every time he took a small step forward, he kowtowed once, slapped the ground with his hands, and shouted "Jira" and "Jira".

Obviously, this portrait represented the god of death. Tang Ning looked at it, wanting to see the true appearance of the god of death in the eyes of the Haiyue tribe, but was disappointed.

The portrait did not show the image of this god. His figure was hidden in the lingering black mist. Only a pair of radiant eyes stood out, and there was not even an outline of the eye sockets.

Aguda fell prone on the ground and kept mumbling praises. As a servant of the gods, he could not stand proudly and independently, so he had to pretend to lie prone on the ground and echoed a few words.

After a long time, Aguda finished his prayers and then walked out with his body bowed. He looked extremely pious, but I wonder if it was specially made for Tangning, the so-called messenger.

The two of them left the place and returned to the first floor of the palace. Aguda bowed and said: "Dear envoy, all the people in this tribe have been looking forward to your arrival for more than a thousand years. Please allow me to introduce this to you. The rest of the clan have long wanted to pay their respects to you."

"No need. This time I was ordered by the great god to inspect the surrounding areas. It's not appropriate to meet so many people in such a big way." Tangning quickly waved her hand and refused. The more people he met and the more he spoke, the more likely he was to become a fake messenger of the god. Arouse suspicion.

Aguda is the elder of the Haiyue Clan and knows the prophecies of the high priest, so he has no doubts about his sudden appearance as a messenger. However, not all Haiyue Clan believe in his identity as a messenger. In case there are unbelieving orcs, they may test it openly or covertly. If you ask him a few questions, maybe he will be exposed.

"Yes. Lord Messenger, is there anything you need to tell me to do?"

"Take me to Yuanhuan Mountain, to the burial place of your high priest. I want to see what prophecies he left behind?"

"Sir Messenger, please allow me to prepare before I go with you."

"Do you still need to prepare to go to Yuanhuan Mountain? What do you need to prepare?
"Because of a traitor, our tribe blasphemed the supreme god of death. In anger, the god turned our tribe's residence into a cursed place. Hainan, which was originally beautiful and peaceful, has been plagued by disasters and turned into a barren land. Even now, disasters still happen to Hainan from time to time. If we want to go to Hainan, we need to be fully prepared." After Aguda said this, he glanced at Tang Ning and felt that he had made a mistake before adding.

"Of course, the messenger is a close follower of the supreme god of death, so there is no need to worry about disasters, but we flesh and blood must be vigilant. In addition, I also need to summon the clan members to explain the funeral affairs, so as to avoid things going wrong."

Tang Ning felt a little nervous when she heard how serious the matter was. She even had to explain her funeral. Is it so dangerous?But now that the words have been released, it’s hard to take them back.

He had a vague feeling in his heart that the high priest's subsequent prophecies might hide some major secrets.

The black scroll left by the high priest predicted all of his actions today, but he was not an envoy of God. This matter was full of weirdness. If he didn't figure it out, he really couldn't let go.

"Okay, go get ready!"

"Yes, Sir Messenger, do you have any other instructions?"

"You go and prepare yourself. I will rest here and don't let your tribe disturb you. Come see me again when you are ready."

"Yes." Aguda respectfully left the palace.

(End of this chapter)