Garrett was busy communicating with the high shamans, while Radon and Baronessimo took turns sparring with the warriors from various tribes. Even Cirilla got excited and arm-wrestled with a chieftain.
Garrett: Cirilla, take it easy! Don't get too excited and accidentally transform into your dragon form!
After this round of interactions, Garrett had the opportunity to directly observe the strength of several major tribes and their totem gods. That evening, after dinner, Garrett returned to the mage's hut and spoke with a frown:
"We can't move forward anymore. Our strength is absolutely insufficient."
Bernard and Baronessimo silently nodded. Bernard was now level 9, and his combat power could be considered level 10 when berserk, but he could only match the White Eagle warriors;
Baronessimo was a level 12 warrior, and with Garrett's full support, he was a high-level 12. Even so, he was defeated by the chieftain without much resistance.
Clearly, their abilities could only match the White Eagle warriors, with a significant gap compared to the Golden Eagle warriors.
"We can't win, we can't win."
"I can still fight!" Cirilla protested unhappily.
"I knocked down that chieftain with one hand!"
"Don't think I didn't see you secretly using a spell..."
Garrett sighed helplessly. In her dragon form, Cirilla's combat power was estimated to be level 16 to 17; in her elven form, at most level 15. However, her strength would be partially enhanced, and she secretly cast Bull's Strength on herself...
"But how many can you fight at full power!"
Cirilla raised her arm, flexed her biceps, and Garrett looked at her helplessly:
"Can you fight 12? 15? 18?"
"Uh..."
Cirilla hesitated. Golden Eagle warriors were at least level 13 to 14, possibly above level 15. And the Snake God Priestess, or "Lady Serpent," if evenly matched, should also be above level 15.
Even if she transford into a dragon, she might not be able to win. Moreover, if she transford, the spells' enhancent on herself would be minimal...
"And if the Eagle God and the Snake God join forces? Are you sure you can win?"
A totem god that can grant or enlighten 12 high-level warriors is at least level 18, possibly legendary. Plus, the Snake God, two legends!
He alone, or rather their small team, wants to rescue soone from two legends, 12 to 18, or even 24 level 15 experts, and an entire nation's warriors?
Cirilla visibly deflated. Her silver-blue eyes, radiant hair, and even the teardrop-shaped gem on her forehead dimd. She slumped on the table, supporting her cheeks with her arms, muttering softly:
"I said we should call Dad and Mom..."
If Dad and Mom can't do it, we can call more relatives, and together, it will definitely work!
Garrett was deep in thought. He took out several large and small dishes and cups, arranging and moving them on the ground, constantly comparing:
The Red Falcon and Wild Bull tribes combined can't defeat the Plague Maiden;
The Plague Maiden has recently gained power, preparing to annex the Eagle God Nation;
Even if the Eagle God Nation repels the Plague Maiden, its strength will greatly diminish. At that ti, the Red Falcon and Wild Bull tribes should be able to deal with them, either by reasoning or force;
But the problem is, if the Plague Maiden doesn't weaken these tribes, her power might be insufficient; if her power is insufficient, she won't attack the Eagle and Snake Gods;
Also, if the Plague Maiden attacks the Eagle God Nation, Brother Lynn might be affected; even if they retreat after losing, to get to the Eagle God Nation, they still have to pass through the opposing territory;
The extent of the Eagle God Nation's damage during the war cannot be confird...
"It's really tough..."
Of course, there's another way, which is to negotiate with the Eagle God Nation. Offering a thod to resist the plague in exchange for Lynn's release.
But first, how to contact the Eagle God Nation; second, what to use to persuade them; third, how to make them agree to release Lynn?
Uniting all possible forces to defeat the enemy sounds easy but is so difficult to execute...
Garrett mumbled, holding his head. The Tribal Alliance, the Plague Maiden, the Eagle God Nation... three dishes moving back and forth, brainstorming alliances.
Suddenly, he froze, staring at the black dish between the colored and gold dishes, muttering:
"Sothing's not right..."
"What's not right?" Cirilla quickly leaned over, pinching the dish with her slender fingers, flipping it back and forth!
"Is the dish poisoned? Or cursed, will it harm you? It can't be! It's been in the space bag all this ti! I've been watching it since it was taken out!"
"It's not that." Garrett took the black dish, placing it between the colored and gold dishes, arranging them carefully:
"Cirilla, look. The Tribal Alliance—" he pointed to the colored dish:
"It's only this big, with only so many people. Even if they're dead, they all died in the past two years; they couldn't suddenly have more people this year."
Then pointing to the gold dish:
"The Eagle God Nation is the sa, no sudden changes. So, why has the Plague Maiden suddenly beco active? Saying her power surged, encountering an opportunity... where is that opportunity? What gave her power?"
"Maybe too many people or animals died last year or the year before?" Cirilla pondered:
"Or too many dead animals? Garrett, didn't you always say 'After a great disaster, there must be a great plague'? After the great plague, didn't the Plague Maiden's power follow?"
"Not exactly." Garrett shook his head slowly. His eyes remained fixed on the black dish, unconsciously turning its edge, making it rotate:
"After a great disaster, there must be a great plague, usually because too many corpses pollute the water source. Bacteria multiply crazily... in that case, dysentery bacillus, salmonella, shigella... these would be very active..."
He frantically recalled the knowledge from "dical Microbiology," "Infectious Diseases," and "Epidemiology" from his previous life, muttering softly:
"A sweeping plague should mainly be dysentery, typhoid, cholera, typhus... but this ti it's smallpox..."
"Isn't smallpox okay?"
Cirilla asked indifferently. Garrett stared at the dishes before him, his gaze growing heavier:
"Smallpox is not a native disease of the New World. In fact, smallpox is..."
It was one of the largest epidemics brought by colonizers from the Old World to the New World, infecting the native people.
asles, chickenpox, smallpox, these diseases that colonizers were accustod to and had gained immunity from through waves of outbreaks in childhood, were direct killers in the New World, decimating the native population.
Garrett suddenly slapped his head, summoning a silent illusion to draw the map of the continent. He placed the colored, black, and gold dishes in their respective regions, then took out a white dish, solemnly placing it south of the gold dish:
"Right, this is correct! It should be like this!"
"What?"
"The Radiant Church! The Radiant Lord's followers, whether intentionally or unintentionally, would bring smallpox to the natives!" Garrett stared at the four dishes in a row, trembling with excitent:
"If the Radiant Church is gathering forces to attack the Eagle God Nation but can't win due to insufficient troops and lack of support... would they hand over these sources of infection to the Plague Maiden to boost her power..."
After all, the Radiant Church wants gold and wealth. They don't care if one-third, half, or even three-quarters of the Eagle God Nation's population dies.
As long as the people they send have enough healing power or immunity to smallpox...
Finding a batch of immune people among those from the Old World isn't difficult. If this plan was prepared a year in advance, using smallpox to infect warriors, then curing them with Remove Disease, they could mass-produce a batch of people!
"We need to investigate!"
Garrett excitedly stared at the dishes, speaking faster and faster. He suddenly moved the colored dish south, touching the white dish lightly:
"We need to ask these tribes to help us understand the Radiant Church's movents! If they are indeed causing trouble, we can contact the Eagle God Nation... The Eagle God Nation will need allies, and it will be easier to negotiate Lynn's release then!"
"Cirilla! Co with !" He stood up abruptly:
"We're going to talk to the chieftains and shamans! Baronessimo! You go talk to others, try to find out if there are any Radiant Church people in the south!"
Everyone quickly sprang into action. Garrett and Cirilla left the mage's hut, heading towards the temple on the other side of the mound. Just as they reached the center of the training ground, an eagle's cry pierced the night sky.
"Red Falcon Tribe!" Garrett watched in surprise as a golden light illuminated the night sky. As it drew closer, everyone saw a warrior clad in golden armor standing in the air, looking down with golden wings gently flapping behind him:
"I am Golden Eagle Warrior Traka! On the leader's orders, I am here to inform you! Before the spring equinox, you must gather over ten thousand warriors to join the Eagle God Nation in defeating the Plague Maiden and the White Ghost!"
...Alright, no need to inquire
anymore. The Radiant Church is definitely involved... Garrett thought as the Golden Eagle warrior suddenly raised his hand, casting golden light down, encircling Garrett and Cirilla like a fence:
"Do you have White Ghosts here? Hand them over to imdiately!"
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