Chapter 1670: Chapter 823: Domingo’s Role
Wupengdela finally spoke: “Great Chieftain Dukong has commanded that you stay here as an envoy for one year. Once the term is up, report back, or face a fate worse than death.”
Domingo touched the cold fist imprint, the fear in his eyes was genuine, only he could truly feel the threat of this thing, the cold within seed to freeze his soul. Bowing, he accepted, “Domingo receives the order.”
“Go.” Wupengdela turned and walked away, cleanly and decisively.
Devoid of emotional shackles, these undead Stone Giants were like intelligent machines, precise and efficient.
Seeing the black fist mark on Domingo, the Stone Giant Aximu also stopped questioning, respectfully following behind Wupengdela. He recognized the origin of this mark, it was called the Death Mark, and throughout the Council of Death Chiefs, only Great Chieftain of the Undying Stone Giants, Dukong, could use it. Those bearing this mark had their lives on a countdown.
If they did not have it removed by Dukong within his designated ti, the bearer of the Death Mark would be consud, turning into an undead puppet, even more pitiful than the undead Stone Giants, at least the latter could retain consciousness with rely emotional loss.
After sending off the two envoys from the Council of Death Chiefs, Gaven finally sought out Domingo again.
The Stone Giant artist was still sitting dejectedly in place, as if mourning the tragic fate awaiting him in a year.
Gaven consoled him: “Great Chieftain Dukong left this mark, I think it’s not simply for you, but as a tool for remote communication. As long as you perform well in the coming year, I will help plead for you, granting you more free ti.”
This was not re comfort, it was infused with undead divinity. Given that Domingo was a living being, the Great Chieftain of the Undying Stone Giants, although unable to descend upon an undead Stone Giant and transmit his soul and part of his power over from afar, had no problem with remote voice transmission.
Although both were thieves of undead divine power, Dukong possessed an advantage Gaven did not; he had already transford himself into an undead state, directly storing undead divinity and undead power within his body. Not daring to say he’d fully harnessed their power, but at the very least, his use of undead divinity was but a thought away.
Gaven, on the other hand, had many restrictions.
At the very least, failing to wield undead divinity as an attack, nor extract it from Domingo.
Even as fellow undead divinity, it bore a strong personal mark that wasn’t just transford at will.
Unless employing Destroy Evil, but doing so would destroy Domingo as well.
“Really?” Domingo gazed pitifully at Gaven, as if clinging to a last straw.
“Really.” Gaven affird confidently, “As long as our plan succeeds, in a year, whether your soul is added to or subtracted from Great Chieftain Dukong’s collection wouldn’t matter. For the next year, just focus on staying in Colossus City and working on your carvings. The only thing is, if Great Chieftain Dukong sends you a ssage through your mark, imdiately inform City Lord Shanoba so she can notify .”
Great Chieftain Dukong’s earlier proposal likely arose from recognizing multiple divine powers within , forming a general cooperation intent.
So details would be supplented as both sides continued negotiating, leaving a conduit for ssages was essential; Domingo just happened to fit the role.
Recalling the other’s transgressions, Gaven added a warning, “This ti, you cannot neglect your duty. If because of your delay in delivering ssages, it disrupts important matters between and Great Chieftain Dukong, not even the arrival of all the gods could save you.”
“This Death Mark isn’t etched onto my body, but within my soul, if it reacts, I would awaken even in sleep, ensuring no chance of error.” Domingo vowed, “I guarantee there will be no delay even by a second.”
“Good, aside from this duty, the rest of your ti is yours. If possible, I’d like you to focus on creating my statues in super giant sizes. For every three you complete, I’ll purchase or build a large stone sculpture exhibition hall for you in a city. If you complete ten within a year, I will organize a dedicated stone sculpture auction for you in Waterdeep City.”
The Road Idol’s increasingly diverse roles forced Gaven into more experints.
He realized he had overlooked sothing important.
The Dragon Oak Statues from the Dragon Oak Mother Tree possessed natural connections and ease of creation.
But with slight mismatches with Road Force; stone sculptures clearly exhibited more advantages in this regard.
Having a top-tier master sculptor at hand, he naturally aid for full utilization.
“Really?” Domingo’s eyes sparkled with excitent.
No artist wishes to remain unappreciated; having their work seen and acknowledged is a desire they yearn for, at least for Domingo.
“Do I need to deceive you? I assure you I’ll first establish a large stone sculpture exhibition hall for you in my City of Faith. The day your third statue is completed will be the day your sculptures are housed.” Gaven promised, patting his chest.
Such an endeavor must naturally start in a city Gaven could mobilize considerable human and material resources, achieving multiple objectives in one go.
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