Banished to Another World

Chapter 315: Result of the competition

Yan Mo was finished.

I have to say that because of Geer's friendly attitude at the beginning, he somewhat relaxed his vigilance, and even he planned to make a tie-like ending in this competition in order to make the Gaogang City loose face.

But the Gaogang City played him like clowns.

Yan Mo can even imagine how proud Gaogang people are now. The Jiu Yuan People has just treated the Black Water Tribe's Chief, whom they regard as a betrayer, and they soon beat themselves back. Not only that, they also have a big advantage and seem to be able to bring the Jiu Yuan and his party back at any time into one dead end.

Over there, Geer has entered an important stage of curse. He threw Yuan Zhan's hair into a basin, which has put several strange things to him beforehand.

Yuan Zhan's hair fell into the basin. Instead of floating on the muddy liquid or sinking, his roots stood upright.

Such a strange vision attracted people with good eyesight from the stands to look desperately around their necks.

Ninety-nine percent of the visitors felt that the Jiu Yuan had lost by this time. Without anything the Jiu Yuan Old Priest stood there as if he could not even attack.

Yuan Zhan can destroy Geer's curse, but he doesn't. This is Mo's competition. He knows that his Priest Da-Ren, will never want him to step in halfway, and he doesn't mind giving his life to the other side.

Yan Mo has been watching Geer's spelling, and the red-eyed Da-Haa wants to block his sight.

Geer pierced his fingertips with a bone needle and squeezed a few drops of blood into the basin.

Yuan Zhan suddenly felt dizzy and subconsciously seized the person around him.

Yan Mo turned around and held him. "What's wrong? Sit down first. I'll take your pulse. "

But before putting his finger on the other side's vein, he whispered with regret. He quickly removed his finger bone necklace from his neck and hung it around Yuan Zhan's neck. He whispered to him, "Curses should be mostly mental attacks. As long as the other side can't affect your mental body, I don't think your physical problems will arise accordingly."

Yuan Zhan does not need Yan Mo to say that because he has been running a mental training method, trying to exclude mental discomfort and protect his spiritual body from attack.

Looking at Yuan Zhan sitting on the ground with a lethargic look, Da-Haa laughed proudly when the old man priest took off a necklace and hung it around his opponent's neck.

He laughed and mocked, "Why, that's not going to work? I think you guys should give up quickly. Maybe our High Priest will give you a way out for your pitiful sake."

Neither Yan Mo nor Yuan Zhan responded.

Ding Fei and others in the stands were angry and anxious. They believed in their priest's ability, but they couldn't help thinking: That's the Temple High Priest of the Three Cities downtown. It's still a curse! Can their Chief and Priest Da-Ren really win?

Geer, who was cursing, added another thing to the basin, which, this time, the things burst into flames.

Yuan Zhan closed his eyes and fell into Yan Mo's arms.

Geer looked up and smiled, but before he accepted his funny face, he saw Da-Haafall.

"Grub!" Da-Haa was not hugged, his short body was lying on the front, and the bony ground gave him a bang.

Geer's face changed slightly and he rose quickly and went to Da-Haa. He didn't even see when the Mo Da-Ren do anything, and Da-Haa apparently didn't feel it, so he collapsed.

But Geer was also grateful that Da-Haa had fallen just in time when he got to complete his curse. If Da-Haa had fallen before, he would not have been able to examine him so quickly.

Geer stepped up to Da-Haa, squatted down and turned him over. The first thing he did was to sniff at him.

No breathing!

Geer doesn't believe it. Looking at him again. It's a longer wait this time.

Still not breathing!

Da-Haa died so strangely!

Geer didn't want to give up like that. He pulled out a couple of things, including a thumb-sized doll. Next, without hesitation, he cut off one of Da-Haa'stail fingers with a bone knife, opened the mouth of the puppet, stuffed the tail finger into it, then cut off the blood at the finger with a small pelvis, and soaked the whole puppet in it.

Geer was busy with all this and glanced at the other side.

Just as Yan Mo is confident in his own abilities, Geer is also very confident in the power of his curse. When Yuan Zhan closed his eyes and fell down, he was confident that he will win.

His previous curse was not a curse to the Black Water Tribe's Chief. Although that curse was lethal, that curse focused on punishment. It would take a while for the cursed person to die, but the curse he had just inflicted on Yuan Zhan could kill him instantly.

He knew that the man probably was not inferior to the high rank warrior like Da-Haa. In order to achieve the effect of deterrence, and in order not to give the other party any chance of resistance, he not only killed ten slaves in advance, but also took their heart and blood in their most painful, most grievous and hatred way, and finally Geer even used his own blood to strengthen the curse. Curse effect - If he had Yuan Zhan's blood, he would not be so troublesome, but he had only a few hair of his opponent.

Curse with your own blood, the effect can be greatly enhanced, but if the curse fails, the curse backlash will be very serious.

Geer doesn't think he's going to lose.

Yan Mo watched Yuan Zhan fall, but also first checked his vitality. When he found that Yuan Zhan had just fallen into a coma and did not die immediately, he breathed softly in his heart.

Yuan Zhan's pulse phase was strange, it was like the vegetative patients he has been exposed to, but his pulse was powerful than their pulse.

But the bad thing is that Yuan Zhan's face is ugly. In more popular words, there's a distinct layer of stillness on his face, like a dying patient.

Yan Mo is a doctor who can see an illness, but he can't lift the curse

Previously, the Black Water Tribe's Chief curse of the Beast God could be judged as rabies, but Yuan Zhan's current illness... Is it brain-dead?

He wish that he could take Yuan Zhan to the laboratory for inspection, but unfortunately it was not possible.

Whether its rabies or brain death, he can't save people even if he's surrounded by medical devices and medicines. The last time he saved the Black Water Tribe's Chief, it seemed that this time it was still up to me.

But now there is a problem, if he wants to use faith points, he must enter the spiritual world for a short time, but at that time he was totally unprepared. If someone wants to harm him and Yuan Zhan, they have no resistance at all.

This person not only refers to the High Priest in the bone house, but also to some visitors outside the bone house.

Yan Mo rubbed his face. This time, he really learned a lesson. The previous challenge he passed so smoothly that although he was not so complacent now, he was obviously less vigilant and awed the savages of the world than before.

This battle and dilemma tell him that he and Yuan Zhan are not omnipotent, and it's not difficult to make them stumble or even fail to climb up again under careful plots.

Of course, he could bring Yuan Zhan into the lab without any help. But there is no way to do that. Once he has exposed his ability to do that then he will have exposed the last means of survival, others will certainly take this into account when dealing with him in the future. Maybe they will choose to kill him directly if they only want to imprison him.

Also, he and Yuan Zhan hid in the lab. What about the four people outside?

Think about it, Yan Mo was going to take a risk.

Outside, the old Jiu Yuan witch finally moved, which meant that he was also starting to pull things out.

Yan Mo sprinkled a circle of powder around himself and Yuan Zhan, placed several arm-long weird rocks on the inside edge of the powder, and finally pulled out the only disc of the four bone objects that didn't work and sat down it under his buttocks.

At this time, how he wished his Carnivorous bees could be around him, but now it is winter, and his bees were hibernators who needed to hibernate. He regretted not having recalled Jiu Feng, and then tried to disguise Wu Guo from the ground, but dismissed the idea considering the consequences.

Hopefully these things he pulled out can really play a deterrent role, not long, as long as 10 minutes or so.

Outside visitors were wondering what Yan Mo had pulled out, and people were particularly interested in the odd carved stones, which they thought might be the source of the old witch's power, or some kind of protection.

Ding Fei and Ding Ning, on the other hand, looked a little strange after seeing the carved stones.

Da-da couldn't recognize it and looked at Ding Fei.

Bing also whispered to Ding Ning, who looked strange: "What is that? Have you seen it?"

Of course, Ding Ning and Ding Fei has seen it, but Da-da has seen it, but he doesn't know what it is.

"A Totem." Ding Ning spits out two words.

"What?" Bing has never heard these two words.

Ding Ning had to say it again.

"What's the use of this?" Bing asked.

Ding Ning looked at his brother Ding Fei.

Ding Fei scratched his head and said with certainty, "This is for the protection of the tribe, and I heard Priest Da-Ren say."

Bing looked relaxed. "That's good."

Ding Ning had worried in his eyes. He remembered that the carved stones were carved by Priest Da-Ren by Chief. Chief carved a pile of these carved stones in front of the stone house in the woods, but their shapes changed. Can such a stone carving really protect Priest Da-Ren?

These carved stones certainly can't protect their Priest Da-Ren.

Yan Mo took these carved stones to fake out a purely frightening scene, otherwise he only sprinkle powder, who knows the effect?

If the conditions do not permit, he would like to make some sound and light effects, such as street lights and so on. Now, we can only make do with it.

After all this, Yan Mo stopped delaying and sank into his spiritual world with Yuan Zhan closed his eyes.

"Huh? Wait a minute!" A man in the stands suddenly cried out, "Did you notice that the old Jiu Yuan witch didn't have a package with him? Where did the stone carving and the disc come from?"

In fact, some people found this problem before, but did not say it, through this person's mouth spoke about it, people who had not noticed before also noticed, people expressed surprise.

"Does this Mo Da-Ren have the same spatial storage capacity as the Snake People?"

"Will the Jiu Yuan not have the blood of the Snake People?"

Guessing is rife, but no one knows the right answer.

Over there, Geer stuffed the thumb and thumb bones into Da-Haa's mouth after repeated miscellaneous treatments, but this was not the end. He pulled out a large bone needle, put on the hemp thread, and began to sew Da-Haa's mouth.

Da-da rubbed his chin and felt a pain in his mouth.

Yan Mo, who has entered the spiritual world, could not see that scene. This time, instead of entering the faith space through the pharmacy, he appeared directly on the lush grass where all kinds of plants grew together.

Yan Mo sat on the grass and looked down at his arms. Yuan Zhan came in with him!

But Yuan Zhan's body was transparent, with only a rough outline.

But the Black Water Tribe's Chief didn't come in with him last time?

Yan Mo couldn't figure this out, so he had to put it aside for the time being.

He held the transparent Yuan Zhan in one hand, touched the snowflakes in the sky with his free hand, and said his request: "I want to completely remove the curse on Yuan Zhan."

The snowflakes rolled and assembled into a ball as they did last time, but this time because Yan Mo had direct contact with Yuan Zhan, the snowflakes did not give the floating number, but rather the exact "2000 points".

Yan Mo is upset that the number of faith points used this time is more than twice that of the last time the Black Water Tribe's Chief was rescued!

If the result is not that the faith points are more than twice, then the curse on Yuan Zhan is more difficult to understand and more powerful than the curse of the Beast God.

Two thousand is two thousand, and he will certainly make it worthwhile to count the flowers in this faith!

Outside, people saw the old witch holding his warrior and sitting there motionless, while Gaogang High Priest ended the treatment and slowly stood up.

Ding Fei and Da-da are nervously all pushing forward. If Bing and Ding Ning were not calm enough to catch them in time, they might try to break the barrier of the bone house.

"The Jiu Yuan Tribe is a loser." Someone is very relaxed to say what he thinks he's going to do.

"More than losing, I think the High Priest of The Gaogang City seems to be here to kill of the old man as well."

Inside the bone house.

Geer circled the powder slowly.

After a while, with a scornful smile on his face, he turned to Da-Haa, who was still a dead man, took off his fur coat and went back to the powder ring.

Geer threw Da-Haa's coat on the ground and stepped on it to wipe away the powder.

Many of the people we saw outside made a surprising "ah" sound.

"The original solution to this circle of powder is so simple, I didn't expect it!"

"Yes, he deserves to be the Temple High Priest in the lower city. He is really different from ordinary people."

"Those powders are useless, and the stone carving doesn't respond. The old man is dead."

"Who told them to not know their position, who saved the punished, even went to save the Black Water Tribe's Chief."

"Who is the Black Water Tribe's Chief? Why can't he save him?"

"What? You don't know yet? Let me tell you, the Black Water Tribe's Chief, he was originally the Gaogang City..."

Now, with the exception of four Jiu Yuan People, almost everyone believes that The Jiu Yuan's Witch and his warriors are dead.

Even the cloaked man in the control center shook his heads and sighed, with a sad and mocking smile on his faces. "I thought they would surprise me, but I didn't think it would be so easy to finish. But the disc sitting under the old man's ass seems a little interesting, Wei-Ba. You'll remember to bring it to me later."

The man named Wei-Ba hasn't answered yet. Suddenly, a neat and uniform "Hey?" came from the stands.

The cloaked man’s eyes shone brightly, and there was a slight sound of surprise in his mouth.

Just now, the Gaogang City High Priest, who rubbed the powder on the floor with his foot on his leather clothes, suddenly sat down on the ground!

Geer sat on the ground and began to stuff things in his mouth.

But before long, his movements became slower and stiffer, and after a while he could not move at all.

In the narrow dark room, the cloaked man tapped his fingers on the back of his hand, and wondered if he should take the opportunity to finish the two groups together.

But he looked at the seemingly unassuming stone carving and the disc that Mo Da-Ren was sitting on under his buttock, and hesitated.

He knows the ability and strength of the Gaogang City High Priest very well. If he did not fear the cursing power of the other side, would he indulge in this disrespect of the old fifty something man who reduced the number of a lower city tributes every year to now?

But the High Priest, who he feared, was overthrown by an old witch from a tribe he had never heard of.

Before looking at Geer, it was easy to solve. They all thought The Jiu Yuan Mo Da-Ren's defense was just like that.

But now it's just a circle of powder that toppled Gaogang High Priest. What about the remaining carved stones and discs?

The cloaked man did not dare to rush out at this time, at least until he saw the final results of the competition, he did not intend to do so.

Yan Mo, who won time for himself and Yuan Zhan, opened his eyes.

Soon after he opened his eyes, Yuan Zhan sat up slowly from his arms.

"I saw it."

"What do you see?" Yan Mo was stunned. How did he wake up and tell him that?

Yuan Zhan did not go on to explain. He reached out and pulled Old-man Yan up from the ground. He looked around the room and said, "We won?"

Yan Mo took up the disc and the stone carving and looked at Geer sitting on the ground and Da-Haa lying on the ground. "Go and get our reward."

"Stand... Alive!"

Yan Mo turned his head and was somewhat surprised that Gaogang High Priest could still open his mouth.

"I, no, lost..." Geer tried to utter out word by word, and his eyes slowly turned towards Da-Haa.

Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan followed suit to Da-Haa.

Geer bled from his mouth and he bit the tip of his tongue.

Just as Geer's tongue was bitten, Da-Haa's body shook violently!

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