The next morning, the 88 children gathered on the square on time. Grandpa Chief stood in front of everyone solemnly and said to everyone seriously,"Everyone, listen up. The Dwarf Race is the most disciplined race. I hope that no one will act on their own or disobey orders. If anyone acts recklessly, they will be punished by not being able to leave the Dwarf Village for three years. If the circumstances are serious, they may even be banned from leaving the village for life.”
I heard it!
44 male voices mixed with 44 delicate female voices rang out in the huge square. Grandpa Chief continued,""Alright…I'll make some arrangements now. Everyone, listen carefully. This concerns the safety of each and every one of you, so…everyone must listen carefully and remember it clearly. Otherwise…not only will you lose your lives at any time, but you will also implicate the girls around you.”
It was clear!
All the dwarven children shouted loudly. Seeing this interesting scene, I couldn't help but grin slightly. They reminded me of the neat and clear answers of primary school students.
Grandpa Chief nodded in satisfaction.""En…Alright…All the boys, pay attention. You must take good care of the girls around you, and…pay attention to the formation. No one is allowed to leave the formation without permission, and pay attention to the movements around you at all times. This is because the magical beasts may jump out from the roadside at any time and attack you. If you are not careful, you may never come back!”
Under the threat of Grandpa Chief, all the children finally realized that this was not a risk-free trip. Everyone became serious. Everyone realized that this was a trial, a test to see if they could become a true Apprentice Warrior. It was not a joke. The price of carelessness would be their lives!
Grandpa Chief looked around and continued,""Is there anyone else who doesn't know or understand anything? If there is, ask now…"
No one said anything. After all…Grandpa Chief didn't say anything about strategy or tactics. It was just some things to take note of. What doubts could there be?
Grandpa Chief turned his head to me and smiled.""Leng Mo, do you have any experience to tell everyone? After all…you've already passed the trainee warrior trial.“
When Grandpa Chief said this, everyone looked at me. To them, I was their goal. They really wanted to know how I reached my current realm so quickly.
" There's no warning," I said with a smile." Everyone, just stay calm. Don't be nervous, and don't panic. As long as you perform to your usual training standards, the slime will never hurt you."“
After a pause, I said with a serious expression,"However…there is one thing that I hope everyone can do, because…we are all men, men!“
Pausing for a moment, my gaze swept across my comrades. After a long while, I solemnly said,"I hope that all of you can be real men. When magical beasts charge at the girls, I hope that everyone can use their weapons, or even their own bodies, to protect the girls they protect. Don't let them get hurt!“
I slowly extended a finger and said firmly,"I just need to block one attack. As long as I have this buffer time, I will definitely be able to rush over at the first moment. What I hope is that everyone will have enough courage to use their own blood, or even their lives, to protect their companions!”
Everyone looked at me excitedly. The Dwarf Race had never been a race that lacked passion. If they didn't have passion, how could they forge so many full weapons?
After my encouragement, everyone had confirmed their determination. They could die, but they couldn't die without dignity. This was the Dwarves 'belief. If it wasn't for this belief, they wouldn't have ended up in this state. However…they had never tried to change this belief.
The Clan Leader looked at Leng Mo with admiration. This 11-year-old child was constantly creating miracles. Now…he had begun to have a certain degree of dominance. With just a few words, he had already established his absolute leadership position among his peers. The future of the Dwarf Race would be his stage! This was an absolute fact!
Perhaps he hadn't realized it himself, but he was already talking to his companions like an elder to a junior. More importantly, everyone felt that it was a matter of course and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it. Thinking about it carefully, Leng Mo was the youngest among them. Although he wasn't small, in terms of age, the youngest among the others was 15 years old, and the oldest was 21 years old. However, everyone accepted his leadership as a matter of course.
The most important thing was that not only did everyone naturally accept his leadership, but their blood was also boiling because of his words. This ability could be said to be innate. Even as the clan leader, he did not have this ability. Looking at the tall figure in the distance, the clan leader found that he could not see through him more and more. If the geniuses in the world were divided into levels, then he was definitely a genius among geniuses!
Soon…under the leadership of Grandpa Chief and my support, the main group set off. 88 youths, including Nasha and I, excitedly walked out of the village gate under Grandpa Chief's lead and gradually disappeared into the dense papaya forest.
One by one, the slimes died under the axes of their companions. They performed very well. They were calm... This was another characteristic of the dwarves. If they were not calm, how could they grasp the moment when the sword was about to fire? Ice-cold calmness was another characteristic of the dwarves.
On the way, everyone was so happy. Everyone talked and laughed, and finally…everyone passed the trial. After all…everyone had put in too much during the past year of training. Today was just the day of harvest.
Finally……the four days of trial ended. The next morning, we returned to the village. I excitedly knew that next……it was time for me to learn how to write magical beasts.
After resting for the whole night, the grandfather clan leader gathered the entire village again in the morning and held a magical beast ritual in the small square.
The so-called magical beast ritual was actually very simple. It was just that I had to tattoo the god that the dwarves worshipped on my right arm, the totem of the fire phoenix. However…the paint used for the tattoo was very special. It required a drop of blood from all the dwarves. Then, I would go to the temple that the dwarves worshipped and hold a ritual. When the ritual was completed, as long as I received the recognition of the fire phoenix, then…I would be able to capture my magical beast through a specific contract incantation.
I couldn't help but feel extremely touched when I saw my clan members pricking their fingertips with needles and contributing their power to my magical beast ritual. I secretly swore that I would do everything in my power to repay the dwarves 'love for me.
Under Grandpa Chief's orders, I unbuttoned my shirt, revealing my bronze skin and bulging muscles. Looking at my bulging muscles, I couldn't help but feel proud. If I returned to Earth now, it wouldn't be a problem for me to become a bodybuilder.
However…if I were to compare my muscles to the dwarves, hehe…I would still be lacking a little. This was probably a problem of race. Their muscles weren't even muscles, they were no different from rocks. The muscles all over their bodies were like bluestone, with pieces and squares. Blue veins could be seen everywhere, showing their incomparable strength.
I don't know how many people Grandpa Chief had performed the Magical Beast Ceremony for, so he was already very familiar with tattoos. First, he used the blood of hundreds of dwarves to smear it on my arm. Then, he raised the needle and dropped it. Amidst waves of intense pain, a small phoenix began to appear on the outer side of my right arm.
After every stab, Grandpa Chief would use a wet towel to wipe the blood off. Gradually…a blood-red phoenix appeared on the outer side of my right upper arm. It was beautiful and vivid, looking beautiful and sacred.
Of course…the tattoo needles were also specially made. The middle of the needle was hollow, and there was a pouch at the end of the needle. Every tattoo needle injected a small amount of dwarf blood into my body.
Finally…the tattoo was completed. A fiery phoenix that was shining with a dazzling red light appeared on my right arm. As my muscles squirmed, it actually seemed to come alive. It was so dazzling, so mysterious, and so magnificent…
I was so excited that I was crying. I knew…from now on, the blood of all dwarves flowed in my body. From now on, the blood of dwarves also flowed in my veins!
Grandpa Chief smiled at me and said gratefully,""Don't cry…no matter what race you were in the past, now…you have the bloodline of the dwarves. With its help, you will be recognized by the Illusion God because…you have the recognition of more than 600 dwarves!”
I choked as I looked at the smiling Dwarves around me. They were really too kind and cute. I was willing to do my best for this great nation until I died…
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