Chapter 259 - The Boss

"...The aura of the official level... is so omnipotent? She really dares to brag! Is she really another magic stick who uses brainwashing to maintain rule?"!

Punk carefully felt the feather that the harpies took out and realized that the "Master Priestess who is omnipotent" that this guy has been boasting about just now is nothing more than an official-level creature, even if solidified on this feather The power of the feather can be faked, but the soul imprint engraved on the bottom of the feather cannot be faked either.

Out of caution, Punk sensed the thinking fluctuations of the harpies again, and finally confirmed that the not-so-intelligent banshee was not lying.

"Hey, the brainwashing rule can indeed centralize power in a short period of time, but in the long run, it is nothing but death. When will these magical creatures and how many lessons will they learn to understand this truth?"

Punk shook his head expressionlessly.

After hearing the description of the Harpy, Punk knew he had encountered a magical biome that relied on brainwashing to strengthen its rule.

In fact, there are many such groups throughout the multiverse, and even the human rulers of some remote planes often deify themselves.

These ignorant rulers, either out of ignorance or out of selfishness, will brainwash their own people from an early age, killing those who are wise and those who are really useful, so that the ignorant people firmly believe that the ruler of their tribe is an omnipotent true god.

With their long lifespan and powerful strength, these rulers can indeed use the "supremacy" they created to overwhelm the tribe in a short period of time, but in the long run, this kind of behavior is brewing disasters and tragedies.

The reason is very simple, even if the ruler knows well, the clansman brainwashed by him will become fanatical and even arrogant, and soon these arrogant clansmen will have many thoughts of death, such as:

"When you meet a legendary strongman...you can steal him, what are you afraid of, our boss is omnipotent.

Encountering a kingdom of gods... burn him, our boss is invincible, all legends and gods are scum."

Believe me, these magical creatures with poor brains will definitely go out and cause trouble after having an "omnipotent" boss backing them up.

However, there are so many dangers in this world. Even the gods with great divine power and the incomparably powerful Master Yaori have to be cautious. A group of lifeless magical creatures dare to go around to die. Do you think this tribe is far from death?

There is no other lesson needed, but an example is now before us.

When a kind of extreme trust rises to the level of belief, such things as reason will not continue to exist. At this time, the harpies who are still pretending to be poor in front of punks don’t know that she has already got it in punk’s heart. The epic title of "The Boss Master"... This scumbag did not hesitate to bring a master-level spellcaster who plotted against evil to his home. If the "Master Priestess" knew about it, he would spit out two Raise blood.

Punk thought jokingly, and then quietly released an apprentice-level "hemostasis" on the severed wings of the harpy. This is a "loyal" "tour guide", and he doesn't want his guide to be half He died on the way due to excessive blood loss.

"Then it's not too late, Miss Harpy, let's hurry up and get on the road, I want to visit your home, well, I really want to, I can't wait to think about it"!

Punk put on an awkward smile and said to the happy Harpy.

"Of course, don't worry, we can arrive before dark, and then you can taste the fruit wine brewed in our home"!

The harpy didn't see Punk's strange expression hidden under the hood, she stood up happily, and walked towards the dense forest ignoring the pain of her wound.

"Hurry up, we still have time to catch up with dinner!"

"As you wish, Miss "Good""

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The group of harpies is indeed not far away. Punk followed the injured harpies through the twisting and twisting jungle for an afternoon and arrived at the border of the tribe.

At this time, the sky had just reached evening, and a red glow from the sky shone on a wooden post at the border of the camp, and the corresponding light made half of the bones next to the wooden post blood red.

Along the way, Punk also looked sideways and got a lot of information. This is because Punk is really not good at chatting. Otherwise, Punk believed that a thief with a bit of emotional intelligence would be able to get more than him. In other words, after all, this harpy really has no vigilance and defense at all.

Through the ostentatious description of the harpies, punks know that their tribe is called "Black Talon", a small tribe that was established no more than two hundred years ago, and was conquered by a group of "deathless, vulgar, savage, and dirty Dirty, stupid (both descriptions of the harpies)" orcs rushed here. At that time, the entire harpy tribe suffered heavy losses, ran out of ammunition and food, and almost reached the point of desperation.

Fortunately, a priestess in their tribe who is "incomparably great, omnipotent, sacred, beautiful, and supreme (this guy's pronunciation of these words is fairly standard) was recognized by his ancestors in a "Chosen Cave", Then he got the supreme power of "omnipotence".

Relying on this "omnipotent" power, the priestess of the harpies has the ability to "bless". The clansmen who have been blessed by the priestess can explode with terrifying potential, and the blessed weapons can even make the wounded The beast went mad.

When Punk asked to see the "blessed" weapon, the harpy was disappointed and said that she was not qualified to be "blessed".

Knowing this information, Punk deduced some interesting things:

"The so-called "blessing" eight achievements refer to this lingering strange aura. If these "evil" auras invade the souls of beasts, they can indeed make wild beasts go crazy. From this point of view... The crux of the problem lies in that priestess, maybe it's because of what she got in the cave that she created this strange aura."

Punk followed behind the harpies while being alert to the surrounding environment while thinking about the next action.

"This group of harpies is not too far from the city. Although these low-level banshees have no brains, that priestess should not be an ignorant person who does not know how to live and die. I'd better hide my breath and scare that guy away It's going to be troublesome."

While thinking this way, Punk quietly released a spell.

"Master conjuration - Wynn's aura concealment technique"! : Hides the soul breath of a creature below legendary level, disguised as a trainee-level soul level, and lasts for 24 hours!

"It's almost the same now. I really don't know if the priestess will cry out of fright when she sees a master mage suddenly appearing in front of her."

Punk stared at your tattered flag not far away, thinking wickedly.