Chapter 973 Surge

On the day of the Strange Face Clan's Festival, Gordon and the others arrived at the cave of the Strange Face Clan early.

The number of Strange Face Clan in the cave has more than doubled compared to the last time they came here. There are more than fifty of them. It can be said that the whole family is gathered together.

The cave that was originally spacious has become crowded, and these little guys can't stay still.

Gordon felt like his ears were filled with noises of "Quack!" and "Kababa!"

At this moment, a strange-faced tribe came up to them. It was holding a small wooden bowl in its hand and was jumping and shouting something.

"Gaba?" Hayata asked tentatively.

The strange-faced creature responded happily, "Kababa!"

"How did you recognize this?" Gordon looked strange.

Hayata had taught him before that individuals could be distinguished by the patterns on their masks.

But the strange-faced tribe in front of me, no, to be precise, all the strange-faced tribes in the cave, the patterns on the mask are almost like a maze, which is far from the simple style with just a few strokes of embellishment before.

Can you recognize this?

"You guessed it." Hayata said with a smile: "It is the one that is most familiar with us."

"Too."

Gaba raised the big wooden bowl in front of them. In the wooden bowl was some gray-white liquid that looked like mud.

"Does it want us to drink this?"

"I don't think so"

While they were struggling, Herta came over and everyone was a little surprised when they saw her appearance. Gordon almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

The former's originally smooth shoulder-length hair was tied into a messy braid. The style looked a bit like a certain dragon hunter.

There are many facial lines drawn on the face with red and white dye. If the clothes hadn't changed, they would be unrecognizable.

Hayata glanced at the wooden bowl in Gaba's hand, and she finally knew what was in the bowl.

"Do we also have to be painted like this?" Gordon asked with a dry smile: "And this hairstyle?"

"Well, it's best to paint your face." Herta smiled: "It's not necessary for the hair. I just did it to blend them in easily."

"Do the Qimians like to wear dreadlocks?"

"Not at all. A few little odd-faced tribesmen are so playful that they become like this when they wake up." Heta said something like a complaint, but there was no dissatisfaction in her tone.

It seemed that she was quite happy getting along with this group of strange-faced tribesmen.

Hayata dipped her fingers into some dye, twisted it, and smelled it. There was no strange smell. She asked out of curiosity: "What is this dye made of?"

"It is made by mixing the mud shaken off from the bodies of the Mud Fish Dragon and the Earth Sand Dragon, and then adding some ground plant dyes. The Strange Face Tribe believes that this way they can gain their power." Herta explained simply.

"It sounds okay, at least it's not insect viscera, monster excrement or anything like that."

Gordon breathed a sigh of relief and became more interested, "Are you particular about how you paint? Or do you just do it casually?"

"Let Gaba help you draw it." Heta said with a smile.

"Okay."

Gordon Hayata, with the mentality of doing as the Romans do, sat down cross-legged and let Gaba paint on their faces.

After finishing the painting, the two looked at each other and burst out laughing.

The pig's chop was also painted, and a skull-like pattern was painted on the cat's face. Pandan showed great reluctance, and was finally pressed by the pig's chop and was painted in a pile.

Seeing them painting blessing facial patterns, the surrounding Qimian tribe cheered, shook their heads and danced.

Gordon and the others were also infected by this emotion, and inexplicably felt like "we are also members of the Strange Face clan tonight."

By this time, the sun had already set below the horizon, and the sky was getting dark.

As if they had received some kind of signal, the Strange Face Tribes lit small torches one after another and left the cave in groups.

Gordon and the others followed closely behind the Strange Faces, feeling like they were participating in a carnival parade.

"Where is Mr. Monroe? And why is that strange-faced man with the golden mask never seen?" Gordon was inevitably a little confused when he never saw these two key figures.

Herta explained: "They have been setting up the altar for the past two days, and the ore as a sacrifice has also been transported in batches."

"There really is an altar. Where is it located?"

"It's a bit far from here. It's deep in an underground cave. If we walk there like this, it will probably take us two or three hours." Herta replied.

"But will the earth god they talk about really appear?" Hayata was not very optimistic.

"It's possible to use ore as a bait to attract the Explosive Hammer Dragon. Is it really possible to attract an ancient dragon-level creature?"

Herta shook her head and said that she didn't know, "It's hard to say. Mr. Monroe and I made some insinuations, and the golden odd-faced tribe said 'it can feel it'.

The senses of the orcs are very wonderful, and we cannot tell whether they really feel something, or whether it is just a one-sided fantasy caused by extreme desire. "

"I have a strange feeling, nya." Xianglan said suddenly. "I thought something would appear, nya."

The three of them looked at it in surprise.

Unexpectedly, Pig Chop also added, "I also felt something was wrong, meow. Just after the sun went down, I suddenly had a feeling that is not easy to describe, meow."

Should I say like spring water cat? It seemed like a spring water was rising up from the ground. "

The three of them looked at each other. Ellu's senses were much sharper than humans. Since Pork Chop and Pandan said so, there might be something really moving underground.

"The so-called earth vein energy?" Heta muttered to himself.

"Earth vein energy?"

"Ah, it's a concept that the director and others occasionally mention. I don't know much about it in detail."

Gordon slowed down his pace. He stared at a large anthill in the distance for a few seconds. "There is indeed a problem. Let's keep alert next.

Before, the worms on the anthill only lit up after midnight, but now that the sun has just set, they have begun to glow, and the brightness is higher.

They should also be stimulated by something."

"Worms on the anthill?" Heta followed Gordon's line of sight and looked at the anthill. "Are you talking about the larvae of the flash winged insect?"

"So those are the larvae of the flash winged insect?"

"Well, the big anthill wasteland is the only hatching place for the flash winged insect. It can be said that the flash winged insects on the entire New World Road are hatched, grown, and fledged here before flying to various parts of the continent.

I haven't paid attention to them these two days. Has the brightness of the light increased? This change must be recorded." Heta took out a notebook and wrote and drew.

Hunters and Elu began to quickly check the armor, weapons, and personal items.

They thought about the problem in another way - encountering a powerful creature does not mean that a conflict will definitely break out, but as hunters, they must be prepared for the worst.

"Heta, if a powerful monster really appears and a battle breaks out later, don't worry about anything, summon the pterosaurs and leave immediately, and you must bring the news back to the stars."

Heta wanted to say something else, but Gordon and the others had already quickened their pace and caught up with the strange-faced people who were singing and dancing and gradually walking away.

The hunters' mentality had changed at this time.

"Do they really have the ability to 'summon' and even guide the actions of the ancient dragon species to a certain extent?" Hayata said in disbelief.

If this is true, this group of strange-faced people is too

"It may also be that the cause and effect conditions are reversed." Gordon glanced at the strange-faced people celebrating the festival in front.

"What the Golden Odd-faced Tribe sensed in advance was probably not the mysterious ancient dragon itself, but the energy that Zhucha and the others mentioned.

If so, perhaps it was not the 'Golden Earth Mother Goddess' who brought the energy, but it just came in pursuit of that energy."

Ps.

The investigation team has some understanding of the energy of the earth veins.

After all, many creatures have been affected, and the investigation team can't have investigated for forty years in vain, probably treating it as some kind of natural phenomenon.

The words such as earth veins have also appeared in the game plot, and the dragon hunter also mentioned, "In the past few years, I can feel that the flow of energy is getting stronger and stronger."

But the origin of the earth vein energy should not be explored at this time.