Prime Originator - Chapter 1082: Divine Tortoise Tribe's Problem

“It is on our side?” the Mid-rank Battle King glanced at Leon before his brows knitted together with confusion. “Who are you?”

“Don’t be rude. This is our new lord, a descendent of the Black Turtle God Beast and the alliance leader of the southern and western tribes, Hegemon Leonhardt,” Chief Ironshield introduced.

“Hegemon Leonhardt? Descendent of the Black Turtle God Beast?”

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The Mid-rank Battle King and the other injured warriors froze with shock immediately when they looked at Leon. Doubts and confusion shortly surfaced in their eyes.

How is it possible for descendent of the Black Turtle God Beast to still exist?

“You do not need to doubt; it has been confirmed. Hegemon Leonhardt possessed the bloodline of the Black Turtle God Beast. It might not be from the same Black Turtle God Beast that we worship, but it is indeed the bloodline of a Black Turtle God Beast,” Chief Ironshield vouched.

The Mid-rank Battle King and other injured warriors greeted Leon with solemn and respectful fist-palm salutes shortly after.

“We pay our respects to you, Hegemon Leonhardt!”

“There’s no need for that. You are all injured. Head inside and rest,” Leon waved his hand dismissively and said, “The issue here will be resolved shortly.”

At the same time, Tier-3 All-Purpose Healing Pills flew out of Leon’s hand and into the injured warriors’ hands, much to their surprise.

“The Tier-3 All-Purpose Healing Pills will help your recovery,” Leon calmly added.

During Leon’s discussion with Chief Ironshield earlier, he had learned more about the Divine Tortoise Tribe.

Much to Leon’s surprise, the Divine Tortoise Tribe worshipped the Black Turtle God Beast. And the giant turtle shell protecting the Divine Tortoise Tribe had belonged to one such Black Turtle God Beast.

At first, Leon failed to recognize it due to the dense bloodstains and dirt accumulated on the giant turtle shell, which hid its original color.

However, a single sweep of Leon’s divine sense allowed him to see through its true color.

Nevertheless, Leon didn’t believe it was a true Black Turtle God Beast. It was most likely a powerful Divine Beast-level Black Turtle like the one sealed at the bottom of the Bone Sea.

But due to its immense size as a result of being a very rare Realm Turtle, the Divine Tortoise Tribe believed it was a God Beast from primordial times.

That being said, there was no real need for Leon to shatter their belief.

“Thank you, Hegemon!”

Shortly after the Mid-rank Battle King and injured warriors graciously accepted their pills and headed inside, Chief Ironshield followed Leon’s gaze and glanced at the Whitebone Fiends being reduced to cinders in the distance.

“Do you know that they are, my Lord?” Chief Ironshield inquired after he noticed Leon seemed familiar with the strange creatures in the distance.

Furthermore, the white cat and the horny lady also seemed somewhat familiar with the creatures.

“Yeah, I ran into them before when I visited the Golden Suanni Clan in the heart of the western jungle. They can quite troublesome to deal with once many of them are exposed to the sunlight,” Leon casually replied.

“This…”

Chief Ironshield didn’t focus on the Whitebone Fiends being bathed in golden flames for long before shifting his gaze to giant Golden Suanni exterminating them.

Nevertheless, Goldenstride’s Divine Beast-level aura amazed him, even though he had already learned there were two Divine Beasts beside Leon.

“Is that the leader of the Golden Suanni Clan, my Lord?” Chief Ironshield inquired with awe.

“Him? Goldenstride? No, he was just one of the many of the Peak Paragon leaders there before I came and helped them ascend to the Divine Beast Realm,” Leon casually said before adding, “I am the leader of the Golden Suanni Clan.”

“This…” Chief Ironshield was dumbfounded before his disbelief quickly turned into excitement. “This is incredible…!”

Chief Ironshield didn’t doubt Leon’s words; the lord had no reason to lie to him.

Nevertheless, if Chief Ironshield also knew that the land known as Demon’s Territory and Starfall Dominion was also under Leon’s rule, Chief Ironshield would have been completely flabbergasted.

“Should we help Lord Goldenstride out?” Chief Ironshield wondered before he shortly realized the sheer foolishness of his own question.

A single Divine Beast was enough to dominate the entire Infertile Plains, let alone a small group of unknown creatures—no matter how peculiar their abilities may be.

“I’ve asked a foolish question, my Lord,” Chief Ironshield said wryly.

Sometime later, Goldenstride finished exterminating all the Whitebone Fiends before rummaging through their mountain of scattering ashes.

After Goldenstride was utterly sure that there were no more Whitebone Fiends, he finally returned to Leon’s side.

“The Whitebone Fiends have been completely annihilated, my Lord,” Goldenstride reported.

“Un,” Leon acknowledged Goldenstride’s efforts with a nod before saying, “Though this was probably only a small detached group. Thus, we can’t really say they are completely annihilated.”

“There must be many more crawling out of the hole created from the earth-shaking crash,” Chief Sul-Dahki added with a disgusted look.

It was only for a brief moment, but he had seen how the Whitebone Fiends tried to assimilate each other. He had never seen such weird creatures before.

“Right. We have no time to waste. The longer we leave those Whitebone Fiends be, the bigger the problem they will become. We will head to the hole’s location right away,” Leon stated.

“My Lord, I wish to follow you with some warriors, but I can’t leave without solving the tribe’s most pressing issue right now,” Chief Ironshield said apologetically.

“Since the hunting team failed in procuring food for the tribe, I am not sure how much longer my tribesmen will continue to last before they start starving to death. I need to organize a new hunting team to secure the food the tribe needed to survive.”

“How many people are there in the Divine Tortoise Tribe?” Leon asked after a short pause.

“I don’t know the specific number, but over fifty thousand tribesmen in the Divine Tortoise Tribe, my Lord,” Chief Ironshield answered.

“Fifty thousand tribesmen, huh?” Leon muttered with a weird look before saying, “Such a big tribe, and you only sent out roughly three hundred warriors to hunt?”