Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 719
Chapter 709 Death Judge
“Lord Noah, we are surrounded by people from the Black Water Tribe and the One-Armed Tribe.”
Scorpion entered the small tent and shouted loudly before he even reached Noah.
Such panic made the warriors near the tent nervous.
Noah put down the map of the nearby area that he had drawn in a month, and nervously grasped the charcoal pencil in his hand.
“How many people are there on the other side?”
Scorpion was stunned and answered stutteringly: “I don’t know, there must be more than our warriors.”
Noah tried to make himself look calmer, but he couldn’t help but take a small breath.
There was no way, he was just a teenager.
When Thor left him a large amount of wealth and resources and told him that he would not come for a long time, Noah decided to go to his tribe with Scorpion.
He wanted to spread Thor’s name “Judge of Death” throughout this barren world and make everyone here become believers of his mentor.
In this way, it would be easy for the mentor to find out what materials and information he needed in the future.
Otherwise, if he relied on himself alone, the research progress would be very slow.
Noah had a good idea at first.
Anyway, the people here can only rely on their mutated bodies to fight, and they have no magic power at all. He can easily conquer these primitive people with the powerful witchcraft props given to him by Thor.
But when Noah followed Scorpion to his tribe, he found that although the people here did not know witchcraft and their knowledge was very backward, it did not mean that they were a group of fools who were easy to deceive.
The poor resources and difficult living environment made the people here naturally alert and cautious.
Because one negligence may bring danger of extinction to the entire tribe.
The tribe where Scorpion belongs is called the Stone.
Many of the tribesmen here have rough and hard skin like stones, so they are also very strong in combat.
Their courage to settle near the Black Desert can show their strength.
After all, although the Black Desert is dangerous, it is also the area with the richest food resources.
Noah was forced to use a large number of witchcraft props and consumed a lot of magic crystals just to make these people surrender.
Before he settled down and gained a firm foothold, two tribes suddenly came and united to attack the Stone Tribe.
The reason they started the war was very simple-there was not enough food for the winter.
If they win, they can take away some food from the more powerful Stone Tribe.
If they lose, there will be fewer people eating food this winter, and the remaining people can survive as long as they are not cleared out by the enemy.
But for some reason, the Black Water and One-Armed Tribe, who originally had a not-so-good relationship, suddenly formed an alliance and attacked the Stone Tribe together.
This made the advantage of the Stone Tribe disappear at once.
However, when Noah first learned about this, he was quite happy.
If he could use witchcraft to help the people of the Stone Tribe overcome the difficulties, the people here would definitely be more pious.
But he underestimated the enemy’s determination and ferocity. After several contacts, he not only failed to clear out the enemy, but was also surrounded by people.
Noah walked out of the tent and saw many people from the Stone Tribe looking at him.
Noah endured the uneasiness, walked to the edge of the mountain and looked down the mountain, and sure enough, he saw the dark skulls.
“There are nearly a hundred people in total.”
For the tribes here, a combat team of nearly a hundred people can almost walk sideways on the periphery.
As the person closest to Noah, Scorpion followed Noah closely.
At this time, he whispered to Noah, “Sir, please invite the Judge of Death as soon as possible. Otherwise, we will become his slaves and food.”
The people around him also looked at Noah, with hope and other complex emotions in their eyes.
Noah estimated the number of enemies again, and felt a little relieved.
He still had two powerful witchcraft props in his hand. He was sure to deal with these enemies.
But he was a little hesitant.
These two powerful witchcraft props were given to him by Thor to save his life.
Should he leave one on the battlefield just in case, or use them all to wipe out all enemies and establish prestige?
But no matter what he chose, he couldn’t let these people stay. He could easily ask the Judge of Death to recognize.
He wanted to push Thor to the status of a god. How could God come at his call?
So he deliberately didn’t lower his voice and glared at Scorpion.
“Now is the time for us to be tested. If we think of asking the Judge for help when we encounter a little problem and setback, then what qualifications do we have to follow him?”
Scorpion opened his mouth. Noah’s words were too complicated, and he couldn’t understand the meaning of several words.
But he barely understood that Noah was saying that the powerful Judge would not care about them.
Scorpion looked back at the patriarch of his tribe and shook his head.
The patriarch couldn’t help but show disappointment in his eyes.
The reason why they worshipped this thin young man Noah and listened to his command was because of the powerful weapons in his hands and the more powerful judge he mentioned.
But if the other party could not save them when the tribe was in crisis, why should they follow a strange guy?
The patriarch, who was already over 40 years old, secretly gave a look to the strong man in his early twenties beside him.
The other party was not that powerful, and they could easily snatch the other party’s powerful weapons.
They had never been exposed to witchcraft, and they always thought that as long as they found the right switch, the witchcraft props in Noah’s hand could be used by anyone.
As a tribe member who lacked a sense of security, they could only feel at ease if the good things were in their own hands.
Otherwise, if the other party ran away after the battle began, they would have no chance to keep the good things on the other party.
Scorpion didn’t know what his patriarch was thinking. After all, before he came back this time, he had always been a weak person on the edge of the tribe.
Just when Noah was determined to establish his prestige with the most powerful combat effect, and the most powerful warrior in the Stone Tribe was about to come over and snatch Noah’s most powerful weapon…
“Wow…”
An extremely huge shadow was cast on the ground.
This shadow has many gaps, light and dark are constantly interlaced, and it moves very fast.
It makes everyone who is covered by the shadow flicker, as if they are constantly switching between life and death.
The warrior who has been approaching Noah in the dark looked up blankly, and saw a white monster that was big enough to cover the sky flying in the air.
“What is that?” Noah felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
And his condition was still good. There
was silence all around, and even the people of the two tribes who were preparing to attack in the distance all looked up blankly, staring at the huge white skeleton in the air.
There was a faint fishy smell coming, that was someone who had been frightened by the monster above his head and became incontinent.
“Is there such a terrible monster in this world?” Noah’s cognition was limited after all.
He only felt that the bone monster above his head might be more powerful than his mentor Thor.
Since this world is so dangerous, his conquest plan must be suspended.
If he can survive this time.
At this moment, Noah, who was already wondering if he would become an evil spirit after his death, suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a person standing on the spine of the huge bone monster.
A large black cape, pale skin and short black hair.
He couldn’t help rubbing his eyes, and then rubbed them twice.
That person, how come he looks so much like his mentor?
(End of this chapter)
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