In the present day, all the priests in the vicinity of Sulassi are gathered at the bottom of this altar.

The appearance of the altar looks like the pyramid of the Americas. More than 100 years ago, it was at this altar that the ancestor of Fokodo penetrated the secrets of the starry sky and led his Doleman tribe to rise.

Most of the 22 priests who will meet here today are descendants of Doleiman or Doleiman's allies.

The direction of the altar is very good, now Fokodo stands at the foot of the altar and looks up, you can see that the top of the altar touches the rising sun, the whole altar is bathed in the bright light of the rising sun at this time, whenever Fokodo sees this magnificent scene, he will always have endless pride.

When he finished sighing, Fokodo's eyes looked at a priest next to him, and there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.

Of the 22 priests present, 7 were around Fokodo, and 4 were around the man, the priest of the city-state of Doleiman, and his greatest opponent at the meeting, Doleiman III Sue Doleiman.

Now 64 years old, Doleiman III's hair has turned gray, but every hair is still like a vigorous weed, competing towards the sky.

At first glance, Doleiman III knew that he was the kind of person who was unwilling to be ordinary, and even though he had entered the old age of his life, his body was still as strong as when he was a teenager.

Maybe it's just that the appearance is scary, and the mainland is actually holding on, but even so, it's scary.

Doleiman III, this old rival of his own, his past was naturally in the mind of Fokodo, remembered firmly.

After the death of their great-grandfather, the Dolaiman tribe was divided into three.

In fact, at that time, the most orthodox successor of Doleiman, and the most powerful divider, was not his own Myrdal, but the city-state of Doleiman ruled by Doreman II, who inherited the name of Doleiman.

His grandfather Myrdal was only the second son of his great-grandfather, and Doleiman II was the eldest son of his great-grandfather and received the most resources after the separation.

And Doleiman II also made no secret of his ambitions, he was not originally called Doleiman, but after the separation, he changed his name to Doleiman, that is, Doleiman II, and the desire to be Doleiman's boss came to the outside without disguise.

Unfortunately, after that, a group of defeated dogs who feared the rapid growth of the strength of Doleiman's descendants, the sworn enemies defeated by Gaozu Doleiman I, launched a fierce attack on Doleiman's allies.

And the city-state of Doleiman, as the strongest of the city-states, the heir who has inherited the greatest resources and the name of Doleiman, naturally has to be nailed to the front line.

Even though Myrdal and Doleiman have a bad relationship now, Fokodo has to admit that in this bloody struggle that lasted for more than ten years, the Doleiman city-state has always been at the forefront and played the role of a leading big brother.

But it is precisely because of this that after the end of the war, because of the heavy losses, Doleiman will not be able to recover his original vitality for a while, and then the rise of Myrdal will completely lose the possibility of restoring the status of the strongest city-state.

Therefore, Fokodo often heard the priests of the city-state of Doleiman muttering that everything was because Myrdal was swimming in the war and did not fight, so that he would rise while Doleiman was defending against foreign enemies.

What's the matter, is there a mistake!

Every time Phokodo heard this, he wanted to roar, wanting to let the scum of Doleiman figure out the time before spraying.

Myrdal's rise was completed at the hands of his father, and then pushed to a higher peak in his own hands, and at this time, how long has it been since that war!

Don't say anything else, there is a kind of scum of you who don't build the priest's tower invented by my father in your own city-state! My father did not rely on the invention of the priest's tower as a base point to complete the initial rise of Myrdal.

It's a pity, that group of Doleman scum, every time I hear this, I don't listen to me, it must be because you swim and don't fight!

Therefore, the choice of the location of this meeting, Fokodo can only compromise with the other party first, and put the meeting place in this place, which has special significance for everyone, Xingqimu to hold it.

This is the first meeting chaired by myself, and I can't be too arrogant.

Thinking of this, Focordo frowned.

"The hour has come!" At this time, a person wearing a cockscomb-like headdress next to him shouted after looking at the shadow of the stick stuck in the ground, and then pointed to the sky, using magic to emit a blue light to remind everyone.

Hearing this, the priests, each with their own thoughts, got up and began to walk towards the altar.

Dorleiman III also got up with the crowd, and before he got up, he whispered to his son, and then walked a few steps to the side of Fokodo, and walked with him.

For Doleiman's behavior, Fokodo didn't even turn his head, as if nothing had happened.

Wait and see, you will be arrogant now, and the main drama is still to come.

At this time, there were only 22 priests who could be on the altar, and they knelt down one after the other facing an ancient log in the center of the altar.

This ancient wood, known as Xingqi Wood, has a history of 100 years now. The wood itself is not a magical wood, and it has not yet been decayed and weathered, thanks to the magic cast on it by future generations to preserve it.

Back then, his ancestor carved the trajectory of the starry sky with this wood in this place, meditated on this wood, and finally at this moment, he comprehended the mystery of the starry sky.

At the suggestion of his father, since more than 10 years ago, the priests have been coming here every four years to pay homage.

However, this visit is just a ceremony, for Fokodo, the star god may exist, but what does the death or life of his own group of mortals have to do with the star god?

The reason why Fokodo vigorously wanted to worship the star god was just to let the citizens of the city-state pay a tax happily and without excuses, and collect taxes on behalf of the gods for the priests.

Just when Fokodo was insincerely paying homage to the star god who didn't believe at all, and reliving the next deal with Doleiman, a change happened.

Xingqimu actually lifted off by himself!

Seeing this scene, Focodo's brain instantly shut down, and there is no script for this situation!

"Who dares to use the levitation technique to manipulate Xing Qimu!" Seeing Xing Qimu floating up by himself, some priests were immediately furious, after all, daring to do something to Xing Qimu was a slap in the face to everyone present!

So in an instant, multiple spiritual forces burst out on the altar, trying to press Xingqimu back to its place on one side, and scanning everywhere on the other side, trying to find the fanatic who controlled Xingqimu.

However, as the blue light came out of Xingqimu, the weathered and blurred trajectories of the stars lit up one after another, and Xingqimu returned to its appearance a hundred years ago.

Seeing this, some of the priests had already vaguely guessed something.

The attendants who were waiting under the altar suddenly felt a little commotion when they saw the changes on the altar.

"Don't panic!" Phokodo, after all, had been a priest for more than ten years, and now he had calmed down, and he used amplification to let his voice spread around the altar, "The star god is watching you. ”

The first thing to do now is to stabilize the crowd, and maybe, I can take this opportunity to achieve my own goals... Of course, it is possible to die.

After Xingqimu rose three meters, a blue light shot out from the top of Xingqimu, and the light shot directly through the clouds with the sound of biu, heading towards the top.

Then, night fell, the stars appeared in the daytime, and a pair of huge eyes with an endless starry sky appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing this, even the priests on the altar had to kneel down with their retinue.

After all, although his strength has stood at the top of the crowd, it is only the pinnacle of people after all, and in the face of the vast divine power of the gods, just by looking at it, all the people are trembling unconsciously.

At this time, whether it is a noble priest or an errand runner, they only dare to kneel down and pray to the gods, how dare they do anything else?

Fokodo also knelt down, with bitterness in his heart, he knew that his fate now depended entirely on the operation of the gods, and he had spent so much effort and lasted for three years of arrangement and planning, and now I am afraid that it will be in vain.

The owner of these eyes is naturally the cold game descended by the gods, borrowing their traditional beliefs and descending here.

By the way, even if it comes to this world, the mouse can still be used weirdly, but it is estimated that the group of people will not see it. Borrowing the mouse, Leng Yi saw the past of the two big men of the 22 priests, Focordo and Doleiman III.

Name: Fokodo Sue Myrdal Doleman

Cultivation: A magician with a domain, a warrior possessed by a fighting spirit

Title: Priest of the city-state of Myrdal

Faith: Primordial Starry Sky Faith

Ethnicity: Proto-Surassie

Age: 54 years old (76 years old, the estimated age in parentheses)

Genealogy: Balabalaa (in this chapter, I've already explained it in a few hundred words, and I'm sure you won't want to see me copy and paste the above again)

Personal Experience: Balabala

Name: Born Doleiman III Sue Doleiman

Cultivation: A seasoned warrior, an immature magician

Title: Priest of the city-state of Doleiman

Faith: Primordial Starry Sky Faith

Ethnicity: Proto-Surassie

Age: 64 (67)

Genealogy: Balabalaa (in this chapter, I've already explained it in a few hundred words, and I'm sure you won't want to see me copy and paste the above again)

Personal Experience: Balabala

At this time, under Leng Yi's gaze, the entire people around the altar, even the 22 priests on the altar, only dared to kneel down and pray, and all the priests were trembling and silent, waiting for Leng Yi's next move.

At this time, Leng Yi was thinking about a problem. Now, do you want to leave after paddling, or choose between Fokodo and Doleiman III?