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Old Aram looked at Fang Senyan and said in a hoarse voice!

"Do you think you are a truly omniscient god? Kuliya has the bloodline of the Sun Tribe, and Mbenga is a descendant of the Ouroboros Tribe. Otherwise, if he didn't share an ancestor's bloodline with Gangda Zan, how could he have occupied that body for so long? And I..." At this point, Old Aram paused. This pause wasn't a shift in meaning, nor was it because he needed to catch his breath, but rather it was based on a unique sense of pride, like even between a king and his best臣zi, there would be a clear distance: "Then… a descendant of the great Dibaya Dynasty!"

"A descendant of the dynasty?" Fang Senyan thought for a moment and immediately understood: "That's right, how vast was the Dibaya Empire back then? It probably created a glory no less than the Mayan culture. In that case, the empire definitely needed a powerful king to rule the people, and religion, as a tool for brainwashing, also became an important part of the empire. In medieval Europe, this separation of religious and royal power was very common."

"Then, does that mean the royal power of the Dibaya Empire should have declined when the empire collapsed? In the end, what remained was religious power! It's just that the religious power also split into the Sun Tribe and the Ouroboros Tribe, and the weakened old man standing in front of me should be a descendant of the already declining Dibaya royal family. No wonder he knows so many secrets. In that case, everything is explained."

Old Aram looked at Fang Senyan, his eyes gleaming with ghostly fire, and said, hunched over, "Hua, now that you know what you wanted to know, it should be your turn to tell me everything. If you dare to tell even half a lie, don't blame me for treating you with the most vicious methods in the jungle!"

Fang Senyan didn't play any more tricks and told Old Aram the truth after setting off, and finally, Fang Senyan looked at Old Aram and uttered a series of very complicated but meaningless syllables. This was what Mbenga had told Fang Senyan before his death, telling him to be sure to tell Old Aram. It should be a previously agreed-upon code or password.

After listening to Fang Senyan's words, Old Aram's face changed several times, but he still kept his face tight. Obviously, he was half-believing and half-doubting, until he heard Fang Senyan utter that string of meaningless syllables, then he froze. After a while, he slowly said, "So, that legend is true. The empire prospered because of that power, and it will also be destroyed by that power. So, I, a descendant of the Dibaya royal family, am the culprit who created this tragedy!"

When Old Aram said these words, his face had become very desolate, and even blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, obviously greatly stimulated and extremely heartbroken.

Seeing his disheartened look, Fang Senyan said seriously, "Then, I have avenged Mbenga and Kuliya, and the elites within the entire Dibaya tribe will be wiped out, so you will no longer be threatened. Therefore, I want the sacred object of the Ouroboros Tribe that you stole back then! Because, I also need the power in the Sun Ladder!"

After hearing this, Old Aram suddenly revealed a strange expression on his face and said in a hoarse voice, "You want… the sacred object?"

Fang Senyan said seriously, "Yes."

Old Aram suddenly laughed hoarsely, "You are more cunning than the most greedy Zhan fish in the jungle. Many things, as long as you grasp a little of the beginning, you can quickly deduce the truth. When you were talking to me just now, most of the things you said sounded like you were there in person, but there is only one thing you got wrong!"

Fang Senyan couldn't help but ask, "Which one?"

"The reason I'm getting old so quickly isn't because of some dog-shit psychological pressure, guilt, or torture. It is their glory that Mbenga and Kuliya sacrificed their lives for me! The real reason is because of the sacred object in your mouth!" Old Aram's two turbid eyes showed a look of fear and resentment, "It's like a devil, constantly chattering in my heart, greedily sneaking into my flesh, emitting a suffocating stench, and frantically absorbing my life all the time! I have tried everything, but I can't get rid of it, and!!! And!!!"

Old Aram had completely lost control and roared frantically, "I never wanted to covet the sacred object of the Ouroboros Tribe. There has always been a warning passed down in our royal family, telling us to stay away from this damn thing. It took the initiative to find me. It felt the existence of the royal family's aura and tempted me!!!"

This news stunned Fang Senyan. The information from Old Aram undoubtedly reflected a lot of terrifying information, even more advanced than his boldest assumptions before!

In terms of the progress of human culture, the things worshipped by the Dibaya people, such a primitive civilization, are usually tangible things that can be felt often, such as the sun, moon, stars, sea, mountains, genitals, and so on.

Only a progressive civilization that can stably spread culture will further virtualize its worshiped gods, and then materialize them in a shaped and beautified way, such as the Zhenwu Emperor and Jade Emperor of Taoism, and the Dizang Bodhisattva of Buddhism, and the Great Demon King Satan of Christianity. Fang Senyan only inferred from the people of the Sun Tribe worshiping the sun that the people of the Ouroboros Tribe should worship some kind of snake skeleton, fangs, or fossils, but now it is not difficult to infer from Old Aram's words.

"The sacred object of the Ouroboros Tribe is likely to be a real, living Ouroboros snake! Moreover, this terrifying demon snake is lurking beside Old Aram, greedily sucking his life force all the time! Making such a strong man already hunched over like an old man."

At the thought of this, a trace of horror even leaked out of Fang Senyan's eyes, and he couldn't help but look at Old Aram's cane that he never left his hand. That very old snake cane, which was coiled with an unremarkable little snake!!!

Seeming to sense Fang Senyan's gaze, the little snake, only as thick as a finger and gray and inconspicuous, raised its head, spat out a forked red tongue at this side, and then lazily coiled back again. It looked very harmless to humans and animals.

At this time, Fang Senyan realized that when the snake coiled up, its tail happened to be placed below its jaw, and at first glance, it really looked like it was biting its own tail.

"This, is this the sacred object of the Ouroboros Tribe?" Fang Senyan said slowly.

"That's right." Old Aram's face revealed a sad expression that he couldn't cry out, "I was bitten by it, and since then I have been infected by the venom and become its puppet uncontrollably. I can't escape its control. Fortunately, unless I want to try to escape it or it feels hungry, I still have full freedom."

After thinking about it, Fang Senyan said seriously, "That is to say, you don't mind if I take this sacred object away."

"That's what I've been dreaming of!", Old Aram said excitedly.

Fang Senyan raised his finger, "I have one last question, you have to tell me truthfully." Old Aram nodded, "If I know it." Fang Senyan thought for a while and said, "What exactly is the ritual for absorbing the power in the Sun Ladder?"

Old Aram recalled for a moment and said, "According to the records left by my ancestors, a grand祭diǎn will be held whenever the moon becomes round, because it is said that absorbing the power in the Sun Ladder is not allowed by the Sun God. Only when the moon is at its largest and brightest can the eyes of the Sun God be deceived..."

As Old Aram娓娓 said, Fang Senyan gradually understood the highest secrets of the Dibaya tribe.

"Under normal circumstances, absorbing the power of the Sun Ladder is to grind its withered leaves into powder and then inhale it deeply into the body. In the beginning, less than one out of ten people who could survive this process could survive, and even if they did survive, they would become crazy, greedy, bloodthirsty, and unaware of pain and fatigue. The tribesmen killed by this madman would also become his kind. Only a very few people could withstand the divine power of the Sun God and survive, gaining powerful strength, successfully leading us to conquer the four directions, and becoming an invincible and powerful warrior."

"Later, a warrior among the Dibaya people accepted the power of the Sun Ladder, but failed the test. It was once thought that he had died, and he was buried in a big tree. As a result, he miraculously came back to life in the end and gained powerful strength. He clearly remembered that during the desperate process of waiting to be buried as a stiff corpse, he had been bitten by a seemingly inconspicuous little snake, and then, the venom of that snake miraculously saved him from the nightmare of stiffness..."

"This warrior is the founder of the Ouroboros Tribe! Jormungandr! He is also a very scheming guy, so he didn't tell anyone about this. Instead, he consciously treated those warriors who had lost control after accepting the power of the Sun Ladder, asking them to swear loyalty to the Ouroboros God."

"Gradually, this secret force led by Jormungandr expanded and formed a force that could compete with the Sun sect at that time. The royal power also felt that the Sun sect's dominance was not conducive to his rule, so he began to support the Ouroboros sect."!.