Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 493 - 80: Side Characters and Villains Join Forces! (2)
This time he ate his fill at once, even to the point of being stuffed.
In the central area of the Amazonian tribe is a square, and right in front of it stands a statue of a goddess. Her attire is no different from that of the Amazonian Warriors, with her high ponytail, long golden hair, eyes as dazzling as gems, clad in armor, holding a spear, and looking fiercely ahead.
Queen Oreitia.
This is her own statue. Ever since the sacrifices no longer received a response from the Divine Spirit, she has tried everything. Besides offering the indigenous divine-like power of the Storm Islands, she also erected a statue of herself to gather a trace of divinity.
In the distance came the chanting of the Priests.
"Her hair and skin shine with the sunlight’s glow..."
"Her eyes blend the colors of gems and night, deep and bright."
"Her body is like the Pegasus soaring on Olympus..."
"She runs like the wind, rests like a tranquil lioness."
"She can draw Apollo’s divine bow, pierce the armor forged by the fire god, ride Poseidon’s Giant Dragon, and traverse Zeus’s lightning! When she dons the blood-red robe of war and rides the chariot forth, everyone seems to see the War God descend upon the world in the form of a woman!"...
A sacrificial prayer.
It somewhat resembles an ancient Greek heroic poem, the latter part praises the ’domain’ of war and legendary feats.
It seems they still remember some root world heritage.
The Amazonian tribe’s female Priests prayed to the statue, trying to gather a trace of divinity for their queen. This practice was identical to that of the early Roman Empire, and even some divinity on certain human forms was condensed in this way.
However, Duncan didn’t care about these things, while Queen Oreitia, who rules here, attached great importance to them.
The spiritual light of the statue was very dim.
This indicates difficulty in gathering divinity; one must know that Duncan, having received so much worship, took nearly a hundred years to gather a part of the divinity.
"The shrine of the indigenous god is at the back, yet there is not much offering."
"It seems this Queen Oreitia is not simple!"
Duncan found he avoided a landmine. If he had charged in directly, he might have stepped on a mine.
On the surface, the ruling Amazonian queen converted to the indigenous god, but essentially, she aspired to become a deity herself. However, her strength was insufficient to reach the threshold of an Ascender.
The sky darkened.
The Amazonian Warriors guarding them brought hog feed. Nearby, slaves with famished stomachs couldn’t resist rushing forward to snatch it. Duncan stayed put, his gaze indifferent.
"Won’t you eat?" The female Warrior looked down at him.
Duncan did not answer.
At this moment, the figure of Lola with the lightning spear appeared. She shared a similarly stunning appearance with her sisters, but was taller, nearly 1.9 meters. Despite having an excellent body ratio and lines, her strong legs could almost easily strangle enemies.
She looked Duncan up and down arrogantly, her tone dismissive: "Man."
"You are already a prisoner, what more do you want?"
Duncan remained silent.
Lola with the lightning spear lifted her spear to Duncan’s chin, tilting it up, arrogantly saying: "Look into my eyes, man."
Duncan slowly raised his head, his hand grasping the spear’s blade, blood trickling out as he removed her spear with his bare hands.
This sight surprised the nearby Amazonian Warriors.
"Seems he still has the glory of a Warrior."
Lola with the lightning spear seemed quite interested in Duncan, waving her hand: "Give him weapons and a shield, as long as you can take three moves from me."
"I will give you meat to eat."
This was not quite what was planned.
It seemed that this Lola with the lightning spear was not as reliable as Storm Eira said. She was trying to test Duncan’s strength.
Clang!
Sparks burst forth.
Duncan held a shield in one hand and a spear in the other, easily blocking her blow. Arcs of electricity jumped on the spear, making his palm numb. If not for his strong physique, he might have been paralyzed by the electricity.
"Interesting, elemental power?"
Duncan did not counterattack. He relied solely on a shield, even letting his spear hang loosely, consecutively blocking three of her moves. In the end, the shield had three holes thrust through it.
Even with Duncan deliberately hiding his strength, it was clear to the discerning eye that this man had combat power surpassing that of a regular Amazonian Warrior.
"Give him the meat."
Lola with the lightning spear crouched down, gazing at Duncan with interest: "Man. You will eventually be my prey." 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
Their sisters’ relationship was definitely not as good as Storm Eira suggested.
Duncan remained silent, biting into a piece of meat viciously.
Before leaving, Lola with the lightning spear turned her head: "What’s your name, man?"
Duncan ate the meat with an expressionless face, not even looking up: "Duncan."
The real name became an alias.
She soon left.
The nearby slaves looked at Duncan eating the meat with drooling mouths. He ate more than half, then tore up the remaining meat and threw it to the group of male slaves.
Quickly, they fought over it like cattle.
"Where are you from?"
A native Warrior who snatched a piece of meat cautiously squatted down next to Duncan. He showed a tattoo on his arm, speaking slowly: "I am from the Gassow Highlands."
Duncan turned and gave him a cold glance: "Overseas."
The other looked at Duncan’s tattoo on his arm and hesitated: "Are you a pirate?"
Duncan did not answer.
Unbeknownst to him, he seemed to become an anomaly among the group of slaves. Although many had been held for a long time, quite a few were marked as one or two-star units.
