Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 439 - 58: Ogre Lair
This is a wild and primitive era.
The eight members of the Barbarian Race warband finished sowing and patted their backs to leave the next day at noon.
The King of Dibite was very pleased about this because Hegel staying here would threaten his rule, and he would eventually become the King of this land. Fortunately, Hegel has grander ambitions; he seeks glorious legends rather than merely some worldly power, and it’s just a small kingdom on a river.
So when they left, the King of Dibite offered a little gold and silver jewelry, not much, because they weren’t wealthy.
The group ate, drank, and took their leave, working hard for three days, and set off cheerfully.
When Hegel left, the daughters of the King of Dibite came to bid farewell. The mature and charming Priestess even touched her belly, unsure of what she was thinking, always watching Hegel’s back. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
Unfortunately, these Barbarians, with muscles in their heads, didn’t understand romance at all. They left without hesitation because, to the Usga Barbarian Race, glory ranked above all.
In the current era, the concept of ’love’ had only just appeared recently, with a beautiful goddess presiding over love emerging in the south.
Within the Divine Spirit the Barbarians believed in, there was not a proper Love God.
When Duncan picked up his comrade’s ashes.
Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and he couldn’t help but turn his head toward the wide Dibite River region, where, in the distance, on a body of water, a beautiful, enchanting silhouette appeared. She stood above the waves, gazing toward Duncan, and finally, quietly disappeared with the help of two river Water Spirits.
Once they embarked on their journey, they could no longer indulge in drinking.
Hegel occasionally turned his head to look at Duncan. He always felt as if he had lost something, sensing that this journey was slightly different from the gods’ Oracle.
Yet he couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was different.
"Glory is my fate!"
"Courage will make your soul shine brighter than the sun!"
"Strength and glory, blood and thunder!"
"The gods are watching you!"
"The gods witness your courage, combat, and glory!..."
On a high mountain.
The surviving eight Barbarians climbed to the peak. Originally, Hegel and Crete were supposed to preside over the ritual, but Crete voluntarily stepped back, even though he was the deputy leader of the warband. He let Duncan stand next to Hegel, and Hegel had no objections to this.
Strength is the cornerstone of everything.
In the Barbarian Tribe, only the strong can hold higher positions.
Each of them shouted a Barbarian proverb, some were teachings from the God of Strength, and suddenly the wind howled. In the sky that was initially clear, bursts of thunder roared.
This is the power of the storm.
The Usga Barbarians possess a unique Legendary ascent path—the Thunder Warriors—to whip up whirlwinds with weapons, and roar, transforming into thunder to directly annihilate nearby weak enemies.
Simply put, a Thunder Warrior’s roar is like an extremely large-scale Lion’s Roar Technique.
Hegel is a Barbarian Warrior on the Path of Thunder.
However, he has not yet become Legendary, unable to control real Thunder Power, nor can he merge rage and storm into one.
From a God’s perspective.
At some point, the ashes scattered by Hegel and Duncan turned into a whirlwind, then amidst it, a vague silhouette of a Barbarian Warrior’s soul appeared. They drifted with the strong wind, guided by the thunderous roar, all moving toward the distant Great Snow Mountain in the north.
Duncan followed the example of other Barbarian Warriors, smearing some of the remaining ashes on his cheeks and chest.
This symbolizes the bond of friendship formed on the journey, non-blood-related comrades and brothers, and hopes that the fallen could bestow strength and courage to the living.
——"Courage Blessing (temporary state): A special ritual of the Barbarian Warriors, temporarily enhancing one’s will and receiving slight morale encouragement."
After completing this entire set of rituals.
When Duncan returned to the team, everyone nodded slightly at him, even Crete had a touch of respect on his face.
At some point, they realized Duncan was increasingly resembling a real Barbarian Warrior!
Not merely because of women.
But also due to the change in his attitude, no longer as rigid as before.
It may be hard for many to believe, but last night’s Dibet River Goddess was actually the first woman in Human Form, with a passionate nature and energy that could explode.
"Let’s go!"
Hegel raised his spear, pointed it southward, and roared: "Let us pursue the path of glory!"
He truly is a very complex character.
He carries many personality flaws, but also possesses a leader-like charisma, and he never abandons comrades, always charging ahead bravely in battle.
Hegel’s growth is rapid; initially, he was a complete brute, but now he has become much smarter.
This Barbarian Race warband continued forward along the river.
Originally, they should have gone to the Golden Coast because there was also a Legendary monster there. Successfully defeating it would greatly increase their legend and fame. But due to a slight unexpected event, they need to detour first into the dense Primitive Jungle, and then proceed to the Legendary homeland of the Hill Dwarves.
There’s good wine over there.
A bunch of Barbarians suddenly got tempted and decided to go have a taste, incidentally challenging the Dwarves to a drinking contest.
The Barbarian Warriors wander the world, fighting everywhere, either achieving fame and glory someday, holding legends and renown, returning to the Great Snow Mountain, and erecting statues in the square of the Holy Mountain’s Divine Hall.
