Demon Hunter and His Cabin

Chapter 887: Chapter 674 Old Friend_2

This place is not some mysterious land; it is the burial ground for the tribes living around the mountains.

The recognized members of the tribe are buried here. But after all, a graveyard is a graveyard, and the goddess that woman spoke of resides in the graveyard.

At that moment, the woman removed the golden mask from her face, revealing a strikingly beautiful yet strong visage. Her nose was high-bridged, and her brows carried a resilience far above the average woman.

No matter the angle, she was undoubtedly a rare beauty. Her tall frame, long legs, and exposed shoulders and arms, though weathered by the elements, lacked any hint of roughness.

Her body didn’t display exaggerated musculature either.

More importantly, though she was statuesque, her proportions were astonishingly perfect, so much so that one could easily overlook her height.

She knelt to the ground, bowing forward until her forehead rested on the earth.

Because of gravity’s pull, certain restraints on her body fell uncontrollably. This caused her to slightly raise herself to avoid compressing her chest, which would result in breathing discomfort.

Then, the woman, called Pikasu, recounted the entire process of the ritual from start to finish.

Her demeanor was respectful, yet during her recitation, she failed to notice the idle sighs coming from nearby.

Clearly, the goddess she addressed had no interest in the report she presented.

“Thank you, Goddess, for your guidance. Compared to last time, more tribe members have passed the trial. The tribe grows stronger…”

“Alright, that’s enough.” A bored voice interrupted her.

“My master, your servant has crafted the item you requested, but the space here is far too cramped… it’s impossible to bring it inside…”

“My coffin… splendid.”