I, the All-Class Magus, All My Awakening Skills are LvMax - Chapter 393

Chapter 393: Chapter393-Masquerade
The natives had seemingly never seen such large creatures before, their faces turning pale as they gripped their wooden spears tightly.

Others picked up hefty stones from the ground and hurled them continuously at the serpents.

“Messenger, come here! It’s not safe over there, these creatures are too large,” one shouted.

“We’ve never dealt with beasts this large before; this place was always safe. I don’t know why these appeared suddenly. Please, come here, we’ll ensure your safety,” another native said, his face ashen yet speaking with strained fortitude.

John couldn’t help but smile at their reaction, gently patting the two serpents he had summoned.

“It’s okay, come here, these are my summons.”

The serpents, being inanimate beings, behaved normally and tamely upon being summoned.

The surrounding natives stared in shock as John affectionately interacted with the serpents, baffled at how such immense creatures could remain so docile.

John gently patted the head of one serpent, and it obediently lowered itself, allowing John to step onto its head.

The nearby natives involuntarily gasped, instinctively wanting to run away, but John caught hold of them.

“Alright, no need to run; let’s have this one carry us over. It’ll be much faster,” John said while urging the natives to climb onto the serpent.

The leader looked terrified, his body shaking uncontrollably, unable to move.

Yet, the others, though scared, were also tinged with nervous excitement.

Once they climbed aboard, they felt the serpent moving steadily beneath them, which involuntarily made them gasp in awe.

They all suspected this must be the power of the divine; otherwise, such a creature could have devoured them instantly, yet now it was docilely serving as their mount.

In that moment, everyone’s view of John transformed; from initial skepticism to outright reverence.

Who else but a divine messenger could wield such miraculous power?

These creatures that once could have devastated their tribe were now so dramatically different.

As they fully mounted the serpent, their excitement overflowed, and they began to shout joyously.

They were experiencing heights and speeds they had never encountered before—faster than their fullest sprint, even swifter than when they were blessed by the high priest.

This was an experience completely foreign to them.

They looked at John, their hearts growing even more excited.

With the help of a divine messenger, they were sure they could defeat the Eagle Tribe.

Soon, their Zebra Tribe would be the most powerful presence in the world.

Just thinking about this filled them with a surging excitement, making them eager to return to their tribe and share the news that they now had the support of a divine messenger.

The two Thorned Rock Serpents moved forward at a frightening speed, swiftly knocking over trees in their path, displaying a force that seemed to crumble all in their wake as they rapidly advanced towards the tribe’s habitat.

John, standing high, had a clear view—the tribe was located beside a river.

Positioned at the river’s highest point, even if the waters rose, it seemed there would be no significant problem, with a cliff backing the site.

There was only one path leading to the tribe, which appeared very secure, especially in case of an attack.

Suddenly, John thought about the main quest that had been issued.

He knew the system wouldn’t assign tasks without reason; all current tasks were related to gaining control over this secret realm fragment.

He had already acquired one piece of the secret realm fragment, and obtaining another would only be beneficial to him.

However…

John cast an unassuming glance at the natives riding on the other Thorned Rock Serpent.

The people here seemed different from those in the other secret realm fragment civilization.

This place resembled a planet that had never been civilized.

The civilization here was still in the Stone Age, and these people seemed very rudimentary.

When excited, they lacked any language to express themselves, resorting only to shouting and screaming.

John understood that their excitement was natural, but after hearing it so much, he couldn’t help feeling a bit helpless.

After all, he really needed to consider where the others might be.

He knew that once he entered, others would have followed.

They couldn’t be too far scattered.

They must be somewhere around here; he just hadn’t found them yet.

If he could make use of the tribe’s people, perhaps they could help in the search.

John controlled the serpent swiftly towards the direction of the tribe.

Meanwhile, the enormous disturbance caused by the serpent indeed attracted the attention of the tribe.

Many were staring in terror towards John and his group, weapons in hand.

A person dressed in black, holding a stick wrapped in vines, was surrounded by others in the center.

“High Priest! What do we do? It seems like another beast attack,” one person, who appeared to be the chieftain, said with a grim expression.

The one called the High Priest also wore a grave expression, quietly observing everything unfolding before him.

“Something’s not right; there shouldn’t be any beasts today. Why are they charging directly towards us?”

The faces of the others grew increasingly solemn; they were unsure of what exactly was happening but dared not take it lightly.

“Prepare for battle!”

Commanded the chieftain, waving his hand decisively as his expression turned even more grim and serious.

In an instant, everyone was ready for combat, armed with wooden sticks and stone axes, their expressions heavy with the weight of the impending conflict.

They knew that only divine protection could help them survive a beast attack.

But the divine power could only be wielded by the High Priest, so they needed to distract the beasts to allow the High Priest a chance to slay them!

Women, children, and the elderly had already taken refuge in the houses, watching everything through the windows, their hearts filled with nothing but worry.

Leading the charge, the chieftain rallied his people as they sensed a hostile intent from the figures approaching the tribe.

Yet amidst this tension, excitement erupted from someone nearby.

“Chieftain, we have brought back the messenger of the gods!”

John understood that the sight of the serpent must have been terrifying for the villagers, so he controlled the serpent to stop a few hundred meters from the tribe.

One of the men, as soon as the serpent came to a halt, couldn’t wait to jump down, his face alight with excitement and pride.

This man quickly ran to the entrance of their tribe, only to find that the others were looking at him with a very cautious gaze.

“Chieftain! It’s me, Huo, assigned to hunt today! We have brought back the messenger of the gods!” he announced.

“Like the High Priest, the Messenger can wield the power of the gods.”