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At night, most of the Warriors didn't sleep much, and dozens of young adults took turns keeping vigil in case of wild beast attacks. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Shang Ke's consciousness also remained in the camp, keeping watch with them. He wandered outside the tent of the patriarch's daughter, Tima, a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old, who was lying on her bed with her eyes closed, praying quietly to the gods to bless her people.

As she prayed, Shang Ke felt a wave of power slowly surging towards him, meager and pure, like diluted honey.

At this moment, several rapid police whistles suddenly sounded at the edge of the camp, instantly waking everyone from their sleep. Young men took up arms and gathered in a noisy manner, while the elderly, children, and women remained in their tents, anxiously waiting for danger to pass or to die.

They could not participate in the battle, and could only pray in their hearts for the Momo people. The number of people praying gradually increased, and the power that poured into Shang Ke's body also increased, and the originally dry spiritual sea finally came out with a little moisture.

"Whew-" A beast roar broke the silence of the night, arrogantly announcing it or their arrival.

The people of the Shu tribe are holding weapons in their hands and are waiting for them solemnly. However, when they saw a bloody wolf with a fierce eye burst out of the bushes, the blood on their faces disappeared in an instant.

More than two dozen blood wolves were staring excitedly at their prey with scarlet eyes.

There are now only more than 200 people in the Shu tribe, and nearly half of them are old and young, women and children. Fighting to the death with more than 20 blood wolves, although it will not be wiped out, it will also pay a huge price.

The people of the Shu tribe all looked grim, clenched their weapons in their hands, and prepared for the fierce battle that was coming. A wolf howl sounded, and the blood wolves arched their backs one after another, ready to attack.

Just as the two sides were about to break out, a light and shadow suddenly fell from the air, condensing into a vague humanoid phantom in the space between the blood wolf and the human.

He was muscular, with a hideous mask on his face, a sledgehammer in his hand, transparent broken hair floating slowly in the air, and a dark blue ghost fire burning around his waist, sprinkling everything around him with a fluorescent glow.

Because of his appearance, the originally fierce blood wolves let out an uneasy roar and walked back and forth in place irritably.

The Shu clan was surprised here, and the phantom in front of him was obviously the incarnation of a certain god. But their gods had destroyed themselves more than a hundred years ago, and it was very difficult to reshape the gods, and they tried many times without success. Until now, they still have not been able to have their own gods, and they belong to the outcasts, which is one of the reasons why they have never been accepted by other races.

The form of the deity in front of them is also completely different from the deity they originally believed in, and this "quaint" and bold style can be traced back to at least a thousand years ago......

Shang Ke gathered this time, gambling on all the divine power he had accumulated in the past few days, not only to scare away the wolves with his bluffing divine might, but also to make a gorgeous appearance in front of the Shu clansmen. It can be described as a ruined boat, only success can not fail!

However, this group of blood wolves did not do much to the Tao, and they still kept yelling at him.

The evil god was a terrible existence in the world more than a thousand years ago, but now even a little blood wolf can't be shaken. It's really a down-and-out god who is not as good as a dog!

Seeing that the blood wolf was stupid, stupid, and wanted to move, as if he wanted to challenge Shenwei, Shang Ke gathered his last strength, raised the hammer in his hand, and threw it at them in an extremely coquettish posture.

With a majestic force, the hammer roared into the wolves, and then a brilliant firework burst out on them

As if frightened, the blood wolf howled a few times, fled in panic, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

Although his hammer shape is a bit ugly, the intimidation effect is still good.

At this moment, there was a cheer behind him. Shang Ke was about to turn around and pose handsomely and have a historic meeting with his future believers, but before he could make a move, his body was like broken glass, turning into countless slags and disappearing from everyone's sight.

The people of the Shu tribe were still cheering, completely unaware of the mighty and domineering god just now, but they had already collapsed after throwing a hammer.

Shang Ke's divine consciousness was forced to return to his idol, and he fell into a state of hunger and thirst once again with depleted spiritual power.

"What kind of god was that?" After the people of the Shu tribe got out of the crisis, they began to guess Shang Ke's identity.

"Where do you think you've seen it?"

"I also feel familiar, especially the hammer."

While everyone was speculating, a girl spoke, "He is the god in the ruined temple on the top of the mountain, and his name is 'Uno'." ”

The name of the evil god Unos was engraved on the hammer, but because the glyphs in ancient times were different from those in modern times, they recognized it as "Uno".

The girl who spoke was none other than the patriarch's daughter, Tima, and then several more children chimed in: "It's the god Uno." ”

The patriarch was a little puzzled: "We are not believers in the god Uno, why did he come to relieve us?" ”

"Because we have offerings to him." One child said proudly, "Every time we pick mountain fruits, we will bring a few to the god Uno." ”

Everyone was amazed, just because of the offerings of a few children and a few worthless mountain fruits, the god was willing to help? When they first saw the ruined temple, they all thought that this god was too weak to protect their followers, so they were abandoned in the mountains.

But from what has just happened, it seems that this is not the case. This deity was able to easily banish beasts, at least to the standard of a mid-rank god, and this deity definitely had some combat power.

There are strong and weak gods, and there are differences in attributes. Some gods have no combat power, such as the god of harvest, the god of cooking, the god of art, and so on. In the troubled continent, the gods associated with the battle are the most popular, they are strong, brave, and have a pioneering spirit, able to give his followers enough strength to grow and develop. Among them, the Yidi tribe, who believe in the god of war, is the best example.

How could a fighting deity who was willing to expend divine power to protect them just because of the offerings of a few children be abandoned by his followers? The only explanation is that all of his followers died in some great disaster or battle.

Thinking of this, everyone in the Shu tribe was quite surprised. They have lost their own deity, and this deity has lost its own adherents. Their encounter seemed to be a wonderful fate.

Without much discussion, the Warriors decided to consider the god Uno as their future deity.

Early the next morning, the patriarch led his people to the ruined temple and began to clean and repair it, with the strongest young men in the clan responsible for scrubbing the statues.

Shang Ke is very satisfied with this. It's just that the body is rubbed around by a few men, and it always feels a little weird. Especially the part below the animal skin skirt, I don't know if it's intentional or not, these guys rub it very carefully

One of them said, "The majesty of the battle god is particularly heroic, and when I look at it today, it is really different." ”

As he spoke, he sketched a few times with his hands.

Shang Ke: Let go of your claws now, or I'm welcome.

Wearing a beast skin skirt is not good for this, it does not cover the "sun" at all, and it may be molested by some ignorant humans at any time.

Before one paw left, another claw reached out: "Let me try!" ”

Try it! Touching his majesty too much, won't you caterpillars feel inferior?!

"Nanmu, Qiu Xiao, what are you two bastards doing?" The patriarch glared at the two young men who were mistreating the idol with anger on his face, and shouted, "Show me some respect, how can the gods allow you to blaspheme?" ”

Nanmu and Qiu Xiao glanced at each other, shrunk their necks, and finally stopped messing around and honestly scrubbed the idol.

But it was too late, and Shang Ke, who had eaten tofu for nothing, decided to retaliate. The evil god is the god of curses and killings, and with his current strength, although he doesn't have much combat power, he can still do it with a small curse.

Like let them wrestle, hit their heads or something.

Listening to a few ouches, Nanmu and Qiu laughed, one fell off the desk, and the other accidentally hit the wall behind the idol.

When the others saw this, they burst into laughter.

The patriarch rebuked: "This is a warning from the gods, see if you dare to be disrespectful to him in the future!" ”

Everyone subconsciously looked towards the idol, and then they were all stunned, and the laughter gradually disappeared.

On the stone platform, the god Uno sat upright, with a hideous and powerful mask on his face, and the hammer was placed upside down, with one hand resting on the wooden handle, and the other hand placed on his lap at will. The animal teeth of different shapes on the neck represent the bravery of the master, and the strong and graceful body is full of the rhythm of strength.

"God Uno, the patriarch of the Shu tribe leads all the people to pray for your protection." The patriarch was the first to bow down and reverently bow to the idol.

The others also knelt down one after another, their expressions solemn.

"From now on, the Warrior will be your faithful worshippers, offering you our most devout faith."

With the belief of the Shu clansmen, Shang Ke felt a pure power once again enrich his knowledge, as if he had been reborn.

The soldiers followed the ancient rites to bow to him, and each time they bowed, the light on the statue of the god shone brightly, and when they completed the seven prostrations, the ancient idol that had been dusted for more than a thousand years finally showed his demeanor in front of the world again. The golden and bronze luster, like the early morning sun, enveloped all the people in the temple.

In this ruined temple, a group of dusty and suffering people have signed a contract with the ancient evil gods, and since then they have been dependent on each other and shared glory and disgrace.

In the following days, Shang Ke was able to obtain some divine power from the Shu clan almost every day, although it was not a lot, but it was very pure. In order to prevent their offerings, Shang Ke also dutifully guarded this group of believers, so that they could be harassed by wild beasts and settle here in peace.

At the same time, he is also accumulating the power of the gods little by little, so that he can deal with unpredictable dangers in the future.