Chapter 218: Chief Moore, the Northland Elf’s Mishap!
He waved his hand, and those Bloodstones turned into a scarlet stream, fusing into his body. Su Han immediately felt his body burning, feeling extremely refreshed.
A sign of Blood Qi appeared on the attribute interface.
This proved that his first secret trove had been opened. He had absorbed 20 Bloodstones, and they had all turned into Blood Qi that had fused into his body.
One Bloodstone increased his Blood Qi by 100 points.
20 Bloodstones made up a total of 2,000 points, and his physical fitness had also increased by nearly 20 levels, which was equivalent to the peak of a tier-7 warrior.
The Blood Qi of the magical beasts that he had absorbed before was actually all stored in his muscles and bones.
Now that he had opened the first secret trove, the Blood Qi had finally become like spiritual power, with a base like the brain!
Su Han took a deep breath and smiled. He could clearly feel that after activating the first secret trove, the strength of his physical body far surpassed that of other humans of the same level.
He stretched out his hand and struck a circle at the air.
Boom!
The air actually produced a sonic boom.
The surrounding barbarians turned pale with fright.
“This punch is actually so terrifying. If a punch produces a sonic boom, if it hits a person’s body, wouldn’t it instantly explode?”
“You… Are you a human of the Northern Lands? You’ve activated your bloodline? Can you also transform into a giant?”
Su Han landed on the ground and said, “I should be able to, but I don’t think I’ll use it like that.”
He looked at the more than one hundred naked burly men, and his heart had already automatically sealed this ability. If every time he transformed, his clothes would explode, then… Forget it.
“Thank you.” Su Han smiled slightly and said, “These Bloodstones are very useful to me and I have nothing to repay you with. How about this?”
His body slowly floated in the sky. The surrounding barbarians all looked at him in puzzlement, not knowing what he was going to do.
Su Han stretched out his hand and activated both drive and magnetic attraction.
The surrounding barbarians were shocked to see that the logs that they had piled up on the open ground flew away one by one. Saws, axes, and other tools all moved by themselves. The logs were automatically processed in the air, in just a few minutes, one wooden house after another rose up from the ground.
This village that had been turned into ruins because of the attack of the Evil Crows was actually brand new in just a few minutes.
All the barbarians were shocked and stayed where they were.
A moment later, all the barbarians burst into cheers!
“God! God! God!”
The cheers spread throughout the entire village.
Some people had believed Su Han when he said he was a human, but now, no one believed him anymore!
“This is a great power that only gods can possess!”
…
After lunch, the barbarian leader fulfilled his promise. He would personally bring Su Han to the Northern Elven Empire’s territory.
If one wanted to go to the Elven Empire, they would have to pass through the central city of the barbarian settlement, Vastaya.
That city was the largest city of the barbarians in the North, and it was also the place where the barbarian’s chief lived.
The barbarians had lived in the North for thousands of years. They were different from the humans in the South, and they still maintained their primitive system even now.
In the vast territory of the North, the barbarian tribes had hundreds of thousands of systems. The Tribal Alliance formed by these tribes governed the vast Northern Plains in a very loose manner.
Their common leader was known as the Great Chieftain.
To be able to become a Great Chieftain, one must be the strongest amongst the barbarian tribes. Different from the Southern humans, the Northern humans believed in strength and glory, and the strong were respected.
In history, almost every Great Chieftain was a terrifying warrior above tier-7, but… There were exceptions.
“Chief Moore, you’re acting up again!”
In the largest building in the center, a 2.5-meter-tall barbarian with white hair and a frail body leaned against the mink throne. His face was sickly pale. The bonfire in front of him could not dispel the chill in his body at all.
A human woman dressed in animal skin served him a bowl of steaming meat soup.
“Chief, the Bloodstone can suppress the chill in your body. I’ll immediately get someone to take some from the Great Hall of the Snowfield…”
Chief Moore waved his hand and stopped the woman who was about to turn around, he coughed and said, “It’s useless. I know my own physical condition. This extremely cold place has already penetrated into my bone marrow in the past ten years. I don’t have much time.”
“Chief, you’ll be fine.”
The old woman smoothed out his heaving chest for him.
His eyes were full of worry, and every breath he took was accompanied by a hoarse nasal voice.
“Before the Oracles descend, we need a strong warrior to become the new chief of our Northern human race,” he coughed and said.
“The Northern Elven Empire has become more and more ambitious in the past few years. Other than our Northern human race, many other races in the North have been exterminated by them. This has completely violated the tradition of the elf race. Something must have happened to their internal affairs.”
The woman said worriedly, “Great Chieftain, you and Elven Queen Azaly have been old friends for many years. She won’t rashly attack us, right?”
The Great Chieftain shook his head and said in a deep voice, “To be honest, I haven’t seen her for five whole years. But Azaly isn’t the kind of elf who would easily start a war. I hope that things won’t turn out as I imagined.”
After 7 days of trekking, Su Han and the rest of the barbarians had arrived at their main city, Vastya.
This city in the northern wilderness was comparable to Saint Laurent City. There were many barbarians coming and going.
Su Han looked over and saw that there were not many barbarians whose strength was below tier-4. He could even sense the auras of a few tier-6 warriors.
Su Han was surprised.
The leader pointed at the barbarians and said, “They are the leaders of the various tribes. To be able to become the leader, their strength is the strongest in their region. There’s no doubt about that.”
Su Han touched them and asked, “What day is it today? Why are all the leaders gathered here?”
The barbarian leader said, “Lord Su Han, you may not know this, but every 50 years or so, the position of our Great Chieftain will be handed over once. According to tradition, the chosen day is usually after the arrival of the Oracle, but this time there is something special.”