Chapter 1925: Celestial Extinguishing the Law

Entering the Projection Plane again, Xia Duo discovered that the form he had taken this time was not a Treant or an Elf, but a human.

There was nothing wrong with being a human, but this human, still wearing clothing sewn from animal hides, was clearly still in a primitive state of civilization.

After a preliminary memory search, Xia Duo confirmed that the environment "he" was in was a plain by the sea; if he guessed correctly, this should be the region of the Langas Plain near the Narrow Sea.

And he was now a Langasi, only in the current era, only a very small number of Langasi should be able to naturally awaken Spellcasting abilities and thereby become a Shaman of the tribe.

But clearly, although the Langasi that Xia Duo had now manifested as seemed to have some status, he did not possess Spellcasting abilities.

This also meant that he could not cast Spells in the Projection Plane; unless he found a path to Spellcasting in this Plane, he could not become a Great Arcanist again as he was in the Main Plane.

Continuing to search the memories, Xia Duo discovered that the Shaman of the tribe "he" belonged to had just been killed not long ago by a long-eared Celestial who had descended from the sky.

In the Langasi context, the term "Celestial" did not specifically refer to a true god, but rather to those powerful individuals; if a tribal Warrior passed all the Blood Trials and won the unanimous recognition of the other Warriors in the tribe, they could also be called "comparable to a Celestial."

This meant that a Celestial was stronger than anyone in the tribe, or even the entire tribe put together.

Without a doubt, that long-eared Celestial who descended from the sky was, barring any surprises, an Elf, though it was unknown why the Elf would kill the tribe's Elder.

Thinking of this, Xia Duo could not help but feel some regret for rashly entering this Projection Plane for a second time.

It was not just that his current incarnation was in a dire situation with no path to Spellcasting, but more crucially, before entering the Projection Plane, he had already felt a deep sense of fatigue.

That fatigue did not dissipate because he entered the Projection Plane; instead, it intensified after he entered, occupying almost his entire consciousness and making it hard for him to endure.

But thinking that the main purpose of this trip was not to find any treasures or obtain any secrets—everything that should have been obtained had already been obtained—he just wanted to see the subsequent changes in the Elf World this time.

Arcane Elves, Demon Descendant Elves, Wuweilun, or the repair status of the Dragon Madness Mythallar.

"Perhaps I should find the Shaman and ask!"

The "Harar" that Xia Duo had manifested as at this moment was a Blood Warrior of the tribe, meaning someone who had passed at least three Blood Trials; usually, he mainly hunted and ate meat.

And the current Shaman of the tribe was no longer the old Shaman who had great authority and could be called the master of the tribe; after the old Shaman was killed by the Elf, no one in the tribe dared to take over as Shaman, so they just picked an old man who should have been sent into the forest to fend for himself and let the other party continue to exert his remaining value.

Xia Duo was not worried about that new Shaman at all; even if his abnormality was detected, with his current status as a Warrior, the tribal masses would be more inclined to believe him rather than an ordinary old man with no supernatural abilities who was supposed to be waiting for death.

Furthermore, Xia Duo already intended to leave the tribe and head to the Elf World to inquire about the situation; he did not care about the opinions of this small tribe at all.

Because the fatigue was eroding his mind, he knew that the time he could stay in this Projection Plane was running out and he had to return to rest as soon as possible, otherwise, it was very likely to cause irreversible damage to his psyche.

This was somewhat similar to torture; occasional pain might bring a person a certain sense of novelty or even pleasure, but being continuously in pain, one would inevitably become psychologically distorted.

Of course, the same applied to indulgence, it was just that this was ultimately biased toward the positive, so a person's tolerance threshold might be slightly higher.

After making the decision, Xia Duo immediately tidied up in his tent, finding some dry rations, tinder, and the most important equipment and weapons—

A set of rugged Leather Armor, and three stone spears that were still quite sharp, one long and two short, suitable for both long and short range.

Although the tribe had Iron, it was extremely precious and was provided to the Shaman in the past; even the most powerful Warriors rarely possessed it, and only occasionally received it as a gift from the Shaman.

The "Harar" that Xia Duo manifested as once had a thin Iron Dagger, but three years ago, he accidentally lost it while hunting a jungle leopard.

Up until now, he had not obtained one again.

Not to mention Iron swords or Iron spears; with the tribe's meager holdings of metal, it was impossible to sustain the consumption of the tribal Warriors' normal hunting.

After changing into the Leather Armor and bringing the weapons, Xia Duo walked out of his tent; he prepared to ask the Shaman for a "blessing" before "hunting."

This was originally the normal procedure for tribal Warriors before going out, and now that the new Shaman had replaced the old one, although only a few days had passed, the prestige of the new Shaman who did not understand Spellcasting had already plummeted.

If it were not for tradition, plus a glimmer of hope for the future birth of a Shaman, Xia Duo seriously doubted that the tribal leader would have quite cleanly and decisively abolished the existence of the Shaman.

Because of this, although the new Shaman was not very capable, he still lived in the Core Area of the tribe, and there was only a little distance between his residence and "Harar's" tent.

"Shaman, Shaman, are you home? I have something to ask you!"

Saying this, Xia Duo did not wait for the other party to answer and walked straight in; when the old Shaman was there, no tribal Warrior dared to act like this, and they had to remove their carried weapons when entering the Shaman's residence or even within a certain range.

Now that Xia Duo had barged into the Shaman's home with weapons, in the past, he would certainly have been burned to death by the Shaman; "Harar" had seen this kind of thing more than once.

However, who let the current Shaman be a fraud!

Xia Duo doing this now was just following suit; although this tribe was not that primitive, it could not be said to be very civilized either, and the tribesmen were still quite simple (realistic).

After entering the Shaman's tent, Xia Duo saw a panicked old man come up to greet him, muttering in his mouth, "So it's Harar! I even held you when you were a child!"

Xia Duo's expression darkened; he did not go to search for memories in this regard, but he also saw that the new Shaman could continue to exist, perhaps not just because of tradition, and perhaps he himself had some decent abilities.

It was just that this ability was not needed at all when there was a real Shaman in the past.

Thinking of this, Xia Duo felt a bit more confident about the purpose of this trip, "Shaman, there are no outsiders here, I want to ask you about the situation of the Celestial."

"Celestial?"

The Shaman looked at Xia Duo with a strange expression, but he immediately relaxed again; these days, more than one tribal Warrior had come to ask about the Celestial, so it was not strange for one more Harar to do so.