Since the arrival of these one hundred level-three barbarians, the skies above the Bear Hunting Tribe have never been quiet. These level-three barbarians, in order to hurry on their way, have all pushed their speed to the limit, creating terrifying sonic booms like violent thunder in Thunderstorm, with continuous roaring sounds.
Fearing that such violent noise would disturb Lord Baturu's rest, Heroy and the level-three barbarians set up a cordon fifty kilometers away.
Once you reach this point, you must proceed on foot. Anyone who makes too much noise and disturbs Lord Baturu's rest will not be allowed to come any further.
Looking at the quiet sky and the level three barbarians approaching quickly in the distance, Heroy laughed as if he had completely forgotten that when he first arrived, he had also caused sonic booms that scared away wild beasts from dozens of miles away.
None of the later Level 3 barbarians saw the appearance of Lord Baturu, nor were they received by the great Lord Baturu. They only heard whispers of miracles from the mouths of a few Level 3 barbarians who had personally met with him.
They all came with the will of the gods, and must obey unconditionally.
Respected by all the gods, this Lord Baturu filled every barbarian with curiosity. His birth seemed to be for the purpose of changing the fate of barbarians. Every breath he took could stir up a hurricane in the world, and every word he uttered could change the fate of countless barbarians.
As the young clan leader and the father of the great Baturu, countless level-three barbarians gathered around him, all hoping to learn about Lord Baturu's daily life from him.
Countless barbarians secretly presented the young chieftain with lavish gifts, hoping he would speak well of them to his son.
That small, simple, and dilapidated room
What would normally be laughable and utterly beneath the notice of these level-three barbarians was now a true miracle; even a mere glimpse from afar required an application.
Anyone who dares to cast their gaze in that direction without permission will be met with the most severe attack from all the barbarians if discovered.
From day one, only three people were allowed free access to and from the tent.
One was the first to arrive, a level three barbarian Heroy; the other two were Lord Baturu's parents. Apart from these three, no one else was allowed to get within a kilometer's distance; that was the privilege of the Royal Guard.
For every meter they approached the tent, absolute loyalty was required, a testament to Lord Baturu's absolute approval.
Regarding the barbarians' thoughts, Baturu could only say that they were overthinking things. He didn't have such thoughts at all; he was currently accelerating his growth within the limits of his body's capacity.
He was unfamiliar with this Barbarian World and didn't know what to do or where to start, so he didn't issue any orders. At most, he instructed the barbarians to protect his safety.
At the same time, he flipped through the few written books that the Bear Hunting Tribe possessed, quickly learning the barbarian's script.
The soul fragments of Level-Five Stigmata Wizard granted Baturu an incredibly formidable ability to understand and learn; a simple book was enough for Baturu to fully grasp the structure of the barbarian script.
While Baturu was studying, the palace he needed was being built at top speed.
The construction of this palace was unprecedentedly demanding; only barbarians of level two or higher were qualified to cut down trees, and only those of level three or higher were qualified to build it.
Level 1 and other slightly weaker Level 2 fighters can only keep watch from a distance!
With more than 10,000 level-two or above practitioners working simultaneously, a luxurious palace covering an area of over 20,000 square meters was built in just one day.
It appears to be a simple structure built entirely of flattened logs, yet every single log in the palace is a precious wood exuding a delicate fragrance.
The interior flooring was covered with the finest furs, the smallest of which was over 100 square meters in area, and the fur in the main hall was over 10,000 square meters in area. It was unknown what kind of ferocious beast it had been skinned from.
Baturu is only one meter tall, sank half of his body into the step.
It looks similar to where other barbarians live, but the actual prices are worlds apart. Because of the extravagance of the materials used in its construction, the entire palace has the ability to absorb energy. Even if you do nothing while living inside, your strength will slowly increase.
Even so, a bunch of barbarians said they had wronged the great Baturu, and that if they had been given more time, they could have built it a thousand times better.
"You have done well. These are all material possessions. The increasing number of barbarians coming on pilgrimage is detrimental to the normal development of other tribes. We have enough people now. Issue the order: no one is allowed to come on pilgrimage without special permission."
"Tell them that on the day I come of age, I will travel to every tribe and visit them in person."
"What they need to do now is to develop their tribe, raise livestock, hunt prey, raise newborns, and contribute to our great cause in the future."
"Yes, Your Excellency Baturu."
Have the teachers and books I requested arrived yet?
"Arrive,"
"Then what are we waiting for? Let me get busy!"
It seems like ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. The Bear Hunting Tribe, once at the bottom of the Barbarian World, is now incredibly powerful.
There are over 10,000 level 3 barbarians, 100,000 level 2 barbarians, and the remaining few level 1 barbarians are the original members of the Bear Hunting Tribe.
These level two and three barbarians voluntarily left their original tribes to join the Bear Hunting Tribe. Initially, a few people around Baturu wanted to join the Bear Hunting Tribe, saying it was for better service.
Baturu didn't think much of it and casually recruited them into the Bear Hunting Tribe, but he soon realized something was wrong, because more and more barbarians were applying later.
Baturu was forced to raise the requirements for joining, which finally curbed this trend. If Baturu hadn't taken control, the Bear Hunting Tribe would have become a terrifying super tribe with hundreds of millions of barbarians in just a few days.
As for the clan chief, he is still Baturu's father, and no one can change that. Even if his strength is among the lowest of all the clan members, as long as he is Baturu's father, his position cannot be shaken.
In ten years, the baby who was only one meter tall has grown into a two-meter-tall savage man.
Barbarians reach adulthood at fifteen. Unless they are extremely gifted, they automatically advance one level upon reaching adulthood and their height will exceed two and a half meters.
Baturu is only ten years old. If it weren't for the fear that his body couldn't handle it, Baturu would have already advanced to the next level.
Over the past decade, through continuous learning and exchanges with elders from other tribes, Baturu has gained a thorough understanding of this Barbarian World.
This is a large world, not the World Cluster that Baturu initially envisioned. It's just that this large world is unusually large, unlike typical large worlds; it's a large world on the verge of becoming World Cluster.
What's missing is only a Supreme Lord!
He sifted through all the historical records and documents, as well as myths and legends, which seemed to document the major and minor events of the Barbarian World. But in Baturu's view, every word recorded only two things: how the Supreme Lord was born.
With a thousand individuals at level four or above, the world has reached its maximum capacity for high-level beings. This situation has persisted for six thousand years, yet the first Supreme Lord has still not emerged.
There are many races in the world, but the strongest is the Barbarian race. As mentioned before, this is a race that is on par with the Giants, possessing great strength and exceptional intelligence.
But throughout the history of barbarians, they racked their brains and devised many methods to bring forth their first Supreme Lord.
For example, to build an empire, they would engage in the most fanatical worship, concentrating the faith of the entire barbarian race on a single level six barbarian, hoping to promote the birth of Supreme Lord!
As a result, three powerful empires were born, meaning that the gods tried three times, but failed each time, and in the end, the three empires completely collapsed!
This is all based on Baturu's analysis of historical records. Ordinary barbarians only immerse themselves in the past glory of the three great empires, but they cannot see the painful failures of so many gods behind it.
In this Barbarian World, there are no empires, only tribes of varying sizes. The gods have not interfered with their development, allowing them to grow freely.
Besides the most fanatical forms of worship, the Barbarian God considered other methods, such as slaughtering all other races' gods, traveling the world to alleviate suffering, and even voluntarily dying... and so on.
But all of them ultimately ended in failure.
The second thing is about the Book of Revelation.
In mythology, the Book of Revelation came first, and then the Barbarian World existed.
It was the Book of Revelation that gave life to the savages, allowing them to rule the entire world.
Every time language appears in the Book of Revelation, it inevitably changes the fate of the barbarians. It can be said that the Book of Revelation is more important to the barbarian race than a thousand Barbarian God.
These so-called deities, beings of level four and above, were all promoted because they received guidance from the Book of Revelation, a point that is described at length in the autobiographies of each deity.
In any document that mentions the Book of Revelation, he is portrayed as omnipotent, with a status far above all other deities.
However, no actual illustrations of the Book of Revelation circulated outside the temple, nor were there any descriptions of its specific abilities. Even the autobiographies of the gods did not contain any specific depictions of the Book of Revelation. Instead, it was the extreme worship and complete faith of the barbarians that led them to depict the Book of Revelation as a book in their own understanding.
"The power to change the fate of a race must be a cosmic-level treasure, which should be one of those Little Bookworm," Baturu murmured.
This explains why a thousand gods obeyed the commands of the Book of Revelation to bless him and bestow upon him the power of the entire world without reservation. The ones who worship the Book of Revelation the most are not those lowly barbarians, but rather the Barbarian God.