《Lord of the Supernatural》Chapter 8: Meeting the chief
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Leaving his mother behind, Hao clam down as he ran towards the tribe, while using the camouflage skill. On the way, he couldn't but smile wryly as he remembers the conversation he had with his mother, the memory was unforgettable, especially when he had giving her two choices, she was obviously hesitant. He knew he couldn't blame her, after all, she had not done anything wrong, he was the one that intrude into her son's body, but then again, if he had not, her son would have been dead. Who knows, this might have been the work of the Western God. Shaking his head, he looked ahead, when he saw a faint silhouette in the distance. Knowing that he will arrive at the tribe in a few minutes, he became cautious. When he was on the way, he was surprised when he notices, even when had been walking for a while, his body was not sweating, but considering that he was not living being, it's understandable. After musing about this discovery, he arrived infront of the tribe. Although he had seen it through the body's memories, seeing the tribe in person just seem to more fantastic. One could never be one hundred percent sure of what happened in the past, let alone see it yourself. The reason being that, this tribe seem far more magnificent that the ones in his world. One just as to know that he is in the past, at least 50000 years in the past, but they are still able to outclass the few tribes of earth. The huts where made of clay like mud and was dug deep into the ground. Each hut were about 2 meters tall and few-meters-long. The roof, just like his mother's 'hut', was made from coconut leaves. Unlike the tent he made, these huts gave of the feeling of the vastness of the and breath of earth. The huts were arranged in a tactical like formation that was shape in a perfect square. The biggest hut was situated in the center as if the other, smaller huts were protecting it. Some distance away from the biggest hut, the golden bull statue stood. At the entrance of the tribe, there could be seen two strong black men standing at the entrance armed with spears and sword like weapons in their arms. Their eyes were alert as they glance at the surroundings. Well to him, the tribe's security made no real difference to him as he sneaks inside, infront of the guards. His goal was the residence of the chief, which is also the location of the biggest hut of the tribe. It did not take long for him, to reach as the chief's residence was easy to reach, when he's invisible to the eyes, after all, he's using the camouflage skill. When he came to the chief's resident, he just happened to notice that the chief was outside of his hut, practicing what seem to be martial arts. As the chief stood there, one could see his muscles trembling and emitting fog like smoke. The chief seems to be a man in his 30's, even though he lived close a century. His head was full of white hair that was only a few centimeters long. His face glowed with a healthy glow that would only be present on young people. His eyes are deep and ominous as if a predator was there instead. His back was straight and firm, his legs spread as they stood unmovable mountain. As he moves his upper body, his legs stood firmly upon the ground, not moving. Hao stayed far way from the chief as he practices. His eyes where full of admiration as he had never actually seen a martial artist before. Just a simple move of the chief seems to have a godly intent hidden within it, as the surrounding meters of the chief was fully clouded in fog that brimmed with power, unnoticed by the eyes common people. As he watches the chief, the chief finished his practice and looked in his direction, directly in his eyes and spoke, "You have been there for a while now. Although I appreciated that you did not interrupt me, don't you think it's time for you to come out?" it was obvious, that unlike the bear like beast, the chief was far stronger as he could sense Hao who was not even in 20 meters of the him, with complete confidence that something or someone was there.
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