Extraordinary Voyage-Chapter 452 - 417 Totem God Oveg

"Enem... hahahaha... attac... hahahahaha..."

"Hahahaha... stop... haha... them!... hahaha.. ceremony!"

Although the navy soldiers had undergone a long journey throughout the day, their physical condition was not optimal.

However, dealing with this group of aborigines who had been infected by the [Laughing Spores], struggling for breath, was not a problem.

Bang——

The elderly and children among the aborigines who tried to resist were easily knocked down to the ground.

After opening a breach in the outer layer, the "Shark Monsters" who had completed their colony suits didn’t bother with the old and weak who lacked combat strength, and drew their long knives, heading straight for the young warriors on the special seats.

It is a tradition among the aborigines that weapons never leave one’s side while alive, even during such grand ceremonial rituals.

However, in this state, loading and firing was impossible; they could only forcefully suppress the impulse to laugh and draw various cold weapons to resist.

They even fought desperately to block the soldiers’ advance, buying time for the ceremony taking place on the altar.

Karma comes swiftly!

Having just massacred six pioneering towns in the Tulip Colony, they were immediately met with the kingdom’s brutal retaliation before they could savor their victory.

Before undertaking such a significant action, they had of course considered possible consequences and decided the gains exceeded the risks.

They just couldn’t have anticipated such rapid and fierce reprisal from the kingdom!

But after enduring the baptism of two hundred soldiers firing their firearms simultaneously, nearly one-third of the aboriginal warriors fell, and how much combat strength remained?

Clang! Clang! Clang!...

Thud——

The navy soldiers, with the fully armored Gary spearheading, relying on their late-stage apprentice strength, shattered them with a single round of charge.

Then these aboriginal warriors involuntarily fell into the navy’s encircling split formation.

Even those Tier 2 Totem Warriors whose bodies had undergone extraordinary transformation only fared slightly better than ordinary people, far from their usual overpowering strength against non-extraordinary foes.

Moreover, these were products of blood sacrifice, barely reaching the official level threshold.

Surrounded by soldiers equipped with activated beast hide bearing late-stage apprentice knight strength, they couldn’t break free for a long time and were then leisurely dealt with by the navy’s extraordinary individuals.

"Ah... hahahaha... move aside!"

For the three official knights on the navy side, Gary, Milan, and Roddy, even with fifteen Totem Warriors, they felt no pressure at all.

They also personally experienced the non-lethal yet subtly pervasive effects of the Laughing Spores during wartime.

For ordinary people, it was akin to a weapon of mass destruction, a hundred times more effective than any potent toxin.

This unique witchcraft creation caused the battle to become one-sided almost immediately.

Crack——

As Sub-Lieutenant Roddy swiftly slashed off the head of the first Totem Warrior with his sword light, the chain collapse on the aboriginal side had already begun.

But the truly critical battlefield was on Aiven’s side.

Under the protective bluish light around the totem pillar, the three individuals on the aboriginal side unaffected by the [Laughing Spores] were all present.

With this sudden upheaval, the two shamans halted their God Sacrifice Dance. Once the ceremony was initiated, they only needed to quietly wait for the chieftain’s transformation to complete, requiring no further actions from them.

"Damn, the ’Golden-haired Demon’ has come; they even have evil wizards with them!"

The two shamans were very aware that no matter how dire the situation outside might be, as long as the chieftain Manguenke successfully completed his Tier 3 transformation, their side could instantly turn the tables.

Thus, their current task was to ensure the ceremony proceeded smoothly. At this point, for the tribe’s future, even sacrificing their lives was worth it!

Whoosh——

Facing Aiven, who was visibly different from ordinary soldiers, donned in a general’s uniform and storming towards the totem pillar with imposing momentum.

The two exchanged a glance and, with all their might, began striking their "Tebonaster" hand drums.

Although both Tier 2 official Shaman Wizards had incomplete traditions, and one had recently ascended not long ago.

But at this moment, they fully showcased the awe-inspiring might of the magical professions.

Thump! Thump! Thump!...

The thunderous drumbeats reverberated through the bay, each louder than the last, gradually resonating with the natural spirit accompanied by their chants.

Then... they summoned the true thunder!

In the raging wind, blindingly fierce.

Boom——

Led by the elder shaman, a dazzling lightning already manifested above them, converging with the drumbeats.

Countless forks resembling a white dragon with claws and fangs struck with a thunderbolt, flying towards the rapidly charging Aiven.

[Shamanism: Lightning Spear!]

Shaman wizards who believed in the spirit of all things specialized in using natural attribute magic, and due to the totems they worshipped, they leaned towards this at critical moments, exerting all their strength.

This also belonged to the Great Sea Shark Oveg’s strongest ability.

Crackling...

However, when this spear carrying their hopes struck before Aiven, it was blocked by a sudden burst of blue light from him.

"Heh, lightning?"

Aiven reached out and grasped, the spear’s form shattered into disordered, blazing white light.

After futile flickers several times, it slowly disappeared, as the lightning aura around Aiven visibly intensified in brilliance.

[Extraordinary Energy: Divine Power]

Aiven had clearly unleashed his strongest power as a Tier 3 Marked Swordsman.

Facing a soon-to-be Tier 3 Totem Warrior, Aiven obviously couldn’t hold back. Even a lion uses its full strength against a rabbit, let alone a giant tiger undergoing transformation.

All his direct subordinates knew that the White Knight was synonymous with Aiven Galliot. As for the enemies... those who had seen this move were destined never to speak again.

Blue lightning flickered faintly beneath his feet.

[Secret Technique: Instant Flash]

Aiven held the final creation of the "Lightning Rod Series" thunder-attribute extraordinary longsword.

Carrying a thunderous explosive force, he slashed towards Manguenke, who was standing there with eyes closed as if unaware.

Even though he looked down on the Totem Warrior profession for its significant flaws, even if this chieftain successfully advanced, he was confident of powerfully slaying him.

But if he could kill him in the cradle, why waste more effort?

Boom——!

However, though there was a thunderous explosion,

the totem pillar and even the stone altar quaked violently, yet the water-colored light barrier released by the Totem God stubbornly withstood Aiven’s domineering strike.

Without hesitation, he leaped back.

Although the barrier’s strength exceeded Aiven’s expectations, he too had divine skills for dealing with stationary targets.

Inhale——exhale——

Holding the sword in both hands, his breathing technique gradually adjusted; inhaling like a storm, exhaling like thunder, he gradually resonated in a marvelous way with the world.

A few breaths later, he inexplicably grasped the world’s own rhythm. Thunder seemed to sound in his ears, yet it was a silence so profound that it was soundless.

An increasingly intense electric light crackled around his body, the momentum from the Tier 3 extraordinary’s secret technique’s initiation was no less than that of the lightning spears used by the two Tier 2 Official Shamans.

"Not good! The enemy’s power is too strong, and they can even be immune to lightning damage.

We must accelerate the chieftain’s transformation, or today will mark the tribe’s end!"

The two shaman wizards desperately trying to halt Aiven’s advance did not know.

Behind them, the chieftain Manguenke they were guarding was desperately hoping Aiven would hurry and interrupt this damned ritual.

"Enough! It’s enough already!"

He shouted frantically in his heart.

Initially, conducting a soul synchronization with his totem god, Great Sea Shark Oveg, Manguenke clearly felt his soul strengthening, gradually matching his flesh, which was already on the threshold of transformation.

But as time passed, he gradually realized something was amiss.

The power continuously surging from Oveg was just too much,

even mixed with countless strange thoughts, seemingly the consciousness of the powerful Spirit of Nature itself.

So much so that in the dark space deep within the totem pillar, the Great Sea Shark’s form began to rapidly shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even when external changes occurred, the speed of the power being channeled quickened.

How could it be possible for the tribe’s totem god to selflessly sacrifice to such a degree?

However, just as Manguenke was dreaming about leading his people to the pinnacle, when he truly realized what the Great Sea Shark Oveg was actually doing and wanted to resist, it was already a bit too late.

Under the cold, playful gaze of the Great Sea Shark’s six eyes.

His soul was rapidly diluted by the overwhelming power, and perhaps in another dozen breaths, Chieftain Manguenke of the Araucan clan would completely lose his self-concept.

Replaced would be the Totem God—Great Sea Shark Oveg!

From the three aspects of faith among the Atrean people, it could be seen that the first priority in the hearts of the natives was always the tribe.

It would be extremely difficult to find a great sect where fanatics willingly sacrificed for the god. Naturally, Manguenke, determined to lead his people to a better life, wouldn’t willingly give up everything to Oveg.

Even if... that was his god!

Outside.

The two shamans, unaware of the unexpected situation in the chieftain’s normal advancement, had already made a significant decision to ensure the ritual proceeded smoothly.

"Diogu, protect the chieftain; the tribe’s future is in your hands!"

After leaving a word to the young shaman, the elder shaman wizard had already drawn the serrated Shark Tooth Sacrificial Saber from his waist, without hesitation, stabbing through his own heart.

Splat——

The hot heart’s blood of an official-level magical transcendent gushed forth, splashing onto the totem pillar of the Great Sea Shark, pushing the ritual’s progress forcefully with his own blood and life as the sacrifice.

In the pitch-black space inside the totem pillar, under the eyes of Oveg’s ecstatic and Manguenke’s despair, a colossal power descended suddenly, as if pushing a fat person stuck in a doorway from behind with great force.

Bang!

With the power from the old shaman’s sacrifice, feeling the external deadly pressure, Oveg willingly abandoned part of his own power, transferred his complete consciousness outward, and shattered Manguenke’s last awareness completely!

Whoosh——

The totem pillar’s light suddenly dimmed, and beneath the totem pillar, "Manguenke" opened all six eyes, one real, two false.

His eyes were a dreadful shade of blood red.

And greeting him was an endless, world-cleaving sharp current of electricity.

Sizzle!

[Secret Technique: Thunder Breath!]