When Artelius once again stepped onto the steps extending upward, Han Chong still stared blankly at the people soaking in the pool.
At this moment, he saw those people being swallowed up by the pool just like the stone statues he had seen before.
This scene, as well as Artelius's words, made it impossible for Han Chong to recover for a long time.
On the Totem Continent, totem warriors compete with each other to gain greater strength.
Grab the treasure, grab the skills, grab the Yuan Jue.
The most important point is that any totem warrior will try his best to survive.
Because only by living can they have the opportunity to gain more power.
Once you die, everything will become a ridiculous joke.
But the people here are completely different.
After seeing through life, Han Chong can still understand why he chose death.
But in order to pursue more powerful power, he resolutely chose death.
Han Chong couldn't understand it even if he thought about it.
In order to obtain more powerful power, shouldn’t we try our best to survive and work ten times or a hundred times harder than ordinary people?
Such a weird idea made Han Chong shake his head.
He felt that these people were not from Totem Continent at all.
Their ideas are completely different from those on Totem Continent.
Of course, their strange power should not exist in Totem Continent at all.
According to Han Chong's understanding, only the legendary paradise could play with one's fate without regard for one's destiny.
After reacting, Hu Gao quickly followed Artelius' pace and walked towards the top of the big tree again.
They passed many platforms, but there was nothing unusual about these platforms.
There was a green pool on each platform.
These pools are all ordinary pools used for healing, and have other functions like the pools Atreus introduced to Han Chong and the others before.
Of course, these pools are located above the trees, and the people who can use these pools are all people with some reputation in the tribe.
The higher the pool goes, the higher the reputation and the greater the virtue.
It seems that wherever there is life, there will be divisions into different levels.
Humans are no exception, orcs are no exception, monsters are no exception, and even beasts and insects are no exception.
Even these seemingly otherworldly people are no exception.
But according to Artelius, the pool with the most powerful healing power is at the bottom of the tree and can be used freely by the tribe.
The higher the pool is, the more healing power it has.
This aspect seems to be somewhat different from the ordinary class.
"It's him."
Han Chong followed Artelius up with peace of mind.
Just like an ordinary tree, the higher he went up, the smaller the space above him, and this increasingly narrow space also made Han Chong feel uncomfortable.
Chong's breathing gradually became heavier.
At this moment, a soft cry suddenly came out.
This soft cry was full of horror and surprise, as well as a little excitement.
Han Chong and Artelius turned their heads and looked over at the same time.
Only one of the bat orcs was seen, and he happened to be pointing at a pool on the platform.
"It's really him."
Han Chong and Artelius had just turned around, and a series of exclamations came out immediately after.
At this moment, more and more bat orcs were seen with excited expressions on their faces.
Even Elizabeth, who was covered in white fur, and the tall Dracula, trembled slightly at this time.
Han Chong paused for a moment, then focused his gaze towards the pool.
Soon, Han Chong also raised his eyebrows suddenly, with a very surprised expression on his face, "Why is it him?"
He saw that the person soaking in the pool on the platform turned out to be an acquaintance.
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It was the demon hunter who had caused trouble for Hu Gao.
At this moment, the demon hunter was sitting in the pool with his upper body naked.
No wounds were seen on his body.
But his eyes were tightly closed, and his face had a slightly painful expression.
Even when he was breathing, he could hear bursts of sounds like those coming from a broken bellows.
"What's wrong?"
Artelius saw Han Chong and the group of bat orcs showing expressions of surprise on their faces.
I couldn't help but ask.
He also looked at the demon hunter in the pool, and was stunned for a moment before he said, "This platform is for distinguished guests to heal their wounds.
I have never seen anyone use it.
It seems that this demon hunter , he should be the distinguished guest of our ancestors.”
After the "distinguished guest" heard Artelius's words, the bat orcs turned their heads and looked at him at the same time.
At this time, Dracula walked out of it, he smiled at Artelius, and then said, "To be honest, we know the people in that pool, and they are also very important to us.
Look, can you arrange for us to meet him?"
After finishing speaking, Dracula turned his head and looked at the demon hunter in the pool, his eyes filled with eager light.
But at this moment Artelius shook his head, "I'm really sorry, I don't have this right."
As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of the bat orcs all changed.
At this moment, Artelius hurriedly spoke to them again, "Since that man can use this pool, it means that he is a distinguished guest of the ancestors.
You should get the consent of the ancestors."
Artelius smiled, "But don't worry, since you are acquaintances of that person, the ancestor will definitely agree to you.
Moreover, that person is still recovering from his injuries.
Seeing as how seriously injured he is, he will be injured for a while.
It’s useless for you to be anxious.”
After finishing speaking, Artelius nodded to Han Chong and the bat orcs again, and said solemnly, "You are all distinguished guests, and you have the highest freedom here.
What do you want to do and where do you want to go?"
No one will bother you.
But for now, please come with me."
After saying that, Artreus turned around and stepped up the steps again.
Han Chong quickly followed.
But those bat orcs still seem to be reluctant to leave.
After a long time, they finally took their eyes away from the demon hunter.
At this time, Dracula gritted his teeth and drank softly, "This time, no matter what, we can't let this man run away.
Damn, he's as slippery as a loach, so why don't we let him run away?"
Caught” After saying that, Dracula turned his head and looked up again.
Seeing that Artelius had walked some distance away, Dracula shouted softly, "Let's follow up and take a look first.
I He shouldn't be able to run away the way he is now."
After finishing speaking, Dracula led a group of people to follow Artelius.
After walking up the steps for a while, Artelius had already led Han Chong and the others past the horizontal line of fruit filled with baby embryos, and reached further up.
Han Chong thought they had reached the top of the tree.
But soon, Han Chong was surprised again.
When he stepped out of the last step, what appeared in front of Han Chong turned out to be a palace.
A majestic stone palace.
Waves of ancient aura emerged from the palace, heading straight towards Han Chong.
Han Chong felt that the combined years of all the ancient monuments he had seen were not as long as this palace.
In fact, it is more appropriate to call it a temple than a palace.
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There is only one hall in the entire hall.
But even so, it was enough to surprise Han Chong.
He really couldn't imagine how such a tree could support such a huge stone temple.
This temple is very simple just like its material.
On both sides of the temple, apart from the pillars supporting the temple, there is nothing else.
The walls of the temple, like other temples, are engraved with murals.
But Han Chong couldn't understand some of those murals.
Among those patterns, he saw war, famine, and even debauchery.
But I just don’t understand what these pictures are trying to express.
Generally speaking, no matter what kind of mural it is, it will have its own meaning when it is painted.
Especially the murals inside the temple, their meaning is generally very obvious and single.
Most of the murals praise the temple to which the temple is dedicated.
But these murals made Han Chong confused.
It's as if these murals were created by different people, and they just wanted to express what they wanted to express.
But looking at the way the murals were painted, it was obviously the work of one person.
After shaking his head, Han Chong turned his head and looked towards the front of the temple.
In an ordinary temple, directly in front is the statue of the owner of the temple, that is, the god enshrined in the temple.
However, this is not the case with this temple.
Enshrined at the very front of the temple is a painting.
And that painting is not a portrait of a person.
Han Chong looked at it for a while and finally understood that the painting was a map.
"That's the map of our hometown."
At this moment, Artelius walked to Han Chong's side.
Explain to him.
"This is the map of our hometown."
The bat tribesmen also walked up.
After they heard Artelius's words, they all looked at the map enshrined in the temple.
For a moment, almost all the Bat clansmen had expressions of surprise on their faces.
"It's really the map of our hometown."
At this moment, Dracula suddenly took a step forward, ran to the map, and looked at it carefully
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