Some of the stone houses and stone statues nearby had also been damaged to varying degrees.
It was a scene of devastation.
They had arrived.
This... Was the tribe where the Gyudondond Tribe lived.
"No one?"
Kaki looked around, and said in surprise.
Could it be that the Gyudondond Tribesman who had just died was the last one?
"They're mostly hiding in these cave dwelling... It's really obvious... They're not welcoming us."
Hisoka's gaze swept over the dense openings carved out on the mountain, and gave the answer.
"No one has appeared, there are no defenses... It's wide open..."
Oboro's eyelids twitched.
The pressure increased sharply.
"They're confident... It seems a little tricky..."
The attitude of the Gyudondond Tribe towards them... Gave Oboro a bad feeling.
Led by Oboro, the three walked into the cave at the bottom of the mountain. After entering, they found that the inside was completely decorated and furnished as a house. The internal space was very large...
There was a living room and a bedroom. This entire mountain was similar to a building, and these neatly arranged caves were houses, and some were used for storage.
However, the cave dwelling they had walked into had been damaged...
The tables and chairs inside were broken and unbearable, and there was blood.
"Captain, look..." Kaki suddenly pointed at a wall, and reminded him.
Oboro looked over, and found that it was a mural.
The Gyudondond Tribe seemed to like carving very much...
There were also many small and delicate stone statues in the house.
The mural was divided into several parts. The first painting was of a group of small people kneeling in front of a giant, piously praying and bow down.
The second painting was of the small people lifting up their compatriots, and throwing them into the giant's open mouth.
The third painting was of ant-sized humans and various animals that had suddenly appeared, celebrating...
Like they were holding some kind of grand festival. The giant's abdomen had already bulged.
The fourth painting was of the giant giving birth... Accompanied by liquid, a pile of egg-like objects were born.
It was worth noting that all the animals at the celebration, including the humans, had died. They had died in various ways...
Only five or six humans were left, happily holding a few round embryos.
Oboro's gaze focused on the giant. He found that although this giant looked very similar to humans, it didn't have facial features... It was faceless.
Moreover, in the second painting, the giant with its mouth open had sharp teeth growing in its mouth... Not two rows of teeth, but circles and circles of teeth, like mouthparts.
It was probably not a species from the human world, and even less likely to be a human race.
"The Dark Continent, huh..."
Oboro thought.
Whether it was the Kurta Clan or the Gyudondond Tribe, they all seemed to like to use images or words to record or pass down their origins...
However, compared to the nature-worshipping Kurta Clan, the Gyudondond Tribe gave people a somewhat evil feeling.
The scenes that took place in the few murals weren't in a natural environment. Instead, they were more like they were in an underground area or a cave.
There weren't any flowers or plants. Instead, they outlined torches, to indicate that everything was happening in a relatively dark environment.
It was exactly the same as the environment where the Gyudondond Tribe lived now.
They turned into a few more caves, and found that every household had murals, and the content was similar.
"Let's go. The master is waiting for us inside..." Hisoka stood in front of a entrance of cave leading to the interior of the mountain, and said.
Inside each cave dwelling, in addition to being the houses where the Gyudondond Tribe lived, there was also a deep and dark tunnel connected to the innermost part, which had the same characteristics as beehives and anthills.
The passage was very narrow, and could only allow one person to walk. It was difficult for two people to walk side by side... Hisoka was in the front, and Oboro was in the rear.
After going a few hundred meters deep, the three came to an intersection. Three passages with different directions appeared in front of them.
"What should we do? Should we separate?"
Kaki looked at Oboro.
It seemed that the inside of this mountain was extremely complex, like a maze.
Oboro observed for a while, and didn't find anything mysterious.
"The places where these passages ultimately arrive should be one place... It's just that the routes are different. Some are longer, and some are shorter."
Oboro judged, "There should be some organ... That only the Gyudondond Tribe can distinguish..."
"They want to separate us?"
Kaki echoed, "Or are there people ambushed on different routes?"
"I choose this one..."
At this time, Hisoka suddenly walked towards the entrance of cave on the far left.
"If what Captain judged is correct, it's better for the three of us to stay together." Kaki suggested.
However, Hisoka treated his words as wind in his ears, and turned to look at Oboro, "Just kill all the Gyudondond Tribe, and get that 'thing'... Right?"
"Yeah."
Oboro nodded.
"If I complete the mission one step ahead of you, how will you thank me?"
Hisoka raised the corners of his mouth.
"This is what you should do... The favor you owe me is canceled." After Oboro finished speaking, he directly stepped into the entrance of cave in the middle.
"Hehe... Let's see who's faster!"
Hisoka's figure also disappeared into the darkness.
Only Kaki was left, looking left and right. In the end, he still chose to follow Captain Oboro.
There were some torches inserted on the walls inside the passage, but they weren't lit at this time.
As they went deeper, the light became darker and darker, and they couldn't see their fingers. In addition, the space was small and confined, which easily made people feel depressed, and feel irritable and uneasy...
Oboro and Kaki didn't encounter any organ, but they had been going back and forth for a long time, and the constantly appearing intersections made it difficult for them to distinguish the direction.
They wasted an hour before and after.
After a while, the two came out of another entrance of cave, and in front of them were the entrances to four passages.
"This..." Kaki licked his parched lips.
He was already dizzy, and completely lost.
Oboro walked forward, and inserted one hand into the soil, and open the soil layer. He touched it, and it felt moist. He said indifferently: "The direction isn't important. As long as we confirm that the position we're in is constantly descending... It's just that this way, it will take more time."
Buzz... Suddenly, a piece of stone and soil fell from above their heads, and there was a slight tremor.
There was a battle taking place inside the mountain!
"Is it Hisoka? He's fighting with the Gyudondond Tribe? So fast?" Kaki said in surprise.
"No..."
Oboro frowned.
The tremor seemed to be coming from above, not below... With this maze-like internal structure, Oboro judged that the location where the Gyudondond Tribe was hiding must be in the most central underground area inside the mountain. In other words, Hisoka had run into a organ or the other party had sent out people.
He was traveling even slower than the two of them.
"Let's go." Oboro called out, and first walked into a entrance of cave.
Oboro was using the soil layer to analyze whether their position was closer to the underground, and Kaki's Nen ability, Patch, also came in handy, at least ensuring that the two wouldn't return to the original path. In this way, half an hour later...
Light appeared from the entrance of cave in front of them, and stone bricks were laid on the crushed soil under their feet.
Oboro walked out of the cave, and stepped into a wide underground space, like the inside of a great hall.
Torches were burning, bursting with light and heat... A total of ten huge pillars stood in front of them.
The stone pillars were carved with exquisite patterns. In the very center, in a place like an altar, sat an old man from the Gyudondond Tribe.
He was wearing a familiar white robe, and had long gray-white braids.
"Stay where you are." Oboro looked at the old man, his heart sinking, and instructed Kaki.
Immediately, his figure flashed, and instantly scurry to the front of the altar.
The old man had originally been looking down, holding a skull in his hands, as if he was asleep. Hearing the movement, he slowly raised his head and met Oboro's gaze...
Oboro used 'Gyo', and looked at the skull in the former's hands. He indeed saw a cluster of black energy wrapped around the head, and the aura was ominous...
This was the thing, the creation of the ritual! This skull was clearly not a real human head.
Instead, it was more like it had been polished and cast from some kind of stone, and it was also covered with strange texture.
Was it just him?
Oboro increased his perception to the maximum... In the huge underground space, there were no other Gyudondond Tribe members except for the old man.
"Outsider... Are you a lackey sent by the king?" The old man clearly knew the common language, and looked at Oboro coldly.
"No, I'm a Hunter hired by a certain party... Because I accepted a mission, I came to complete it."
Oboro looked around, and facing the old man's puzzled expression, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the skull he was holding: "It's that... We came here for this thing."
Even if he mentioned the Hunter Association, he estimated that the other party wouldn't understand. Oboro was too lazy to explain.
"Your situation is even worse than I thought... There aren't many of your tribesmen left, right? By blindly letting the bugs split and evolve, the battlefield has naturally been expanded, and the speed of sacrifice will also be faster. But now, the battlefield hasn't affected East Gorteau's royal city... And it can't pose a substantial threat to that king."
Oboro said calmly: "If it continues at this speed... Even if the parasites spread to the territory of the royal city, because no one is sacrificed, I guess... The bugs will no longer be able to split. As long as they're cleaned up, everything will be over."
Even if they used an ancient ritual, it was still not easy to fight against a country.
He had thought that at least twenty or thirty members of the Gyudondond Tribe were still alive. Looking at it now... There might not even be half of that.
The remaining survivors had been sent to various battlefields, preparing for the next wave of sacrifices... It was also the last wave.
The old man was a little surprised that Oboro had seen through the secrets of the ritual, "It doesn't matter... Only by starting the ritual will we, the Gyudondond Tribe, have hope of surviving... Even if we can't kill that man, we'll still bite off a piece of meat from him, and let him feel the anger and hatred of our tribesmen!"
"As long as we, the Gyudondond Tribe, are still alive, even if there's only one of us left, the spark of revenge won't be extinguished... If it doesn't work this time, there's always next time... One day, he will pay the price he deserves."
Oboro was silent.
"You might be disappointed. From my understanding of the current monarch of East Gorteau, he must still be indulging in pleasure every day, enjoying the ultimate bliss... I'm afraid that even to this point, he hasn't taken you, the Gyudondond Tribe, seriously."
"So... He should die!"
The old man slowly stood up, and at the same time, aura erupted from his body.
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