The secret agents sent by the Titan Kingdom in various places sent back the news as soon as possible, and after all kinds of intelligence were collected and sorted out, it was quickly presented to Tamil.

Thanks to the use of the Terrastone energy chip, the Titan Kingdom's intelligence network may not be the most professional, but it is definitely the most secretive and efficient.

The anomalies that appear all over the continent are related to the gods and demons outside the territory, and they are the invasion of evil demons and crooked gods.

But for the pagans, it was a miracle, a favor from the gods.

So, just look at which believers have the loudest voices and the most fanatical expressions to know who is behind the miracles.

There is a green light falling from the sky in the eastern Daze, like a cloud cover covering the sky, lush.

There are believers in the goddess of nature gathered here, describing the rejuvenation of the withered people after bathing in the spring breeze, and many living beings see this, all worship.

Ten thousand years ago, the Western Holy Light City was the place where the God of Light performed miracles, and the God of Light chose this place to perform miracles, and believers from all over the world rushed to make a pilgrimage.

In the mountains shrouded in flames in the south, the earth fire erupted, reaching into the sky, and the power of the sky became one, because the smoke here was full of smoke, and the living beings were forbidden, and the identity could not be found out for a while.

The land of eternal night in the north is constantly shaking, but the source of the shaking has not been discovered for a short time.

In addition to a few earth-shattering miracles that cannot be hidden at all, there are many fleeting or extremely hidden.

For example, in the cemetery of an ancient family, the coffin board of the ancestors cannot be pressed.

Another example is the heir of an ancient family, who wakes up one night as if he is a different person, and becomes omniscient and omnipotent.

There are also some places where white birds sing in unison and all beasts gather.

There are no less than 300 miracles known on the continent, and there are few others that are unknown.

If there is no miracle on the continent for hundreds of years, whether you believe in this god or not, people can't help but be fascinated.

After all, this proves that God is real, not illusory, and that atheism is the biggest lie.

However, when the gods appear in a heap, hundreds at once, even true believers are terrified by it.

Tamil combed through it a little and immediately found the closest miracle to the Titan Kingdom.

3,000 miles south.

This is where the Caucasians once entrenched, and the Caucasians were besieged by the Tamils, and several forces were destroyed, all of which were annexed by the white wolf tribe Mutu.

However, the Caucasians still have remnants of their sins wandering outside, and the belief in the beast god has not been completely eradicated.

On the Pantas steppe, a herd of Caucasian people drove cattle and sheep to their designated locations under the command of shamans.

The devastated Caucasians returned to their pre-liberation period overnight, and returned to abject poverty, many of whom had almost nothing but the big dogs on their mounts.

These cattle and sheep were their only wealth, but the only remaining wealth was also confiscated by the shamans.

No one objected, let alone complained.

Because the shaman has won the favor of the beast god, he has changed from a rickety little old man to a super strong man with divine power.

Just looking at his suspended body in the air, you know that this is definitely not an ordinary person's method.

Seeing that the clansmen were all looking at him feverishly, the shaman nodded slowly.

The shamans on the ground immediately began the festival, beating gongs and drums, drumming and blowing sheng.

The Caucasians, who guarded the cattle and sheep, also drew their swords and cut off the heads of the cattle with great skill.

A strange scene appeared, after the cattle and sheep were decapitated, they neither kicked and struggled on their limbs, nor spasmodic and convulsed.

They knelt on the ground as pilgrimage-like pilgrimages, leaning their severed necks into a pre-dug ditch, allowing blood to flow from their neck cavities.

The scene was in good order.

As big as a mountain-sized wurmmon, as small as an old hen with no few catties of meat on her body, all of them put on a strange death posture.

A fiercely struggling, roaring black tiger-like demonic beast was brought over with its cage attached.

This was a sacrifice that had just been captured, and in order to capture it, the Caucasians lost a dozen elite warriors and killed seven dogs.

However, as soon as the tiger-type demonic beast approached the Caucasian camp, it immediately quieted down, and its fierce eyes also showed a look of admiration.

The cage door opened, and it meekly paced to the edge of the ditch, leaning its head down, and looking back at the Caucasian who was urging the rituals.

There is no better sacrifice than humans, whether they have been taken captive from the surrounding areas or the Caucasians themselves.

The shaman floating in the air shook his head, it wasn't enough.

There were too few prisoners of war, the Caucasians did not have enough food, and several hundred starved to death.

The Caucasian warrior with the knife immediately put the knife across his shoulder and immediately dragged it.

When the last head fell into the blood-colored channel, an eternal trumpet sound came from the sky, and all the blood burned like fire oil.

The blood in the Caucasian body also showed signs of burning, rushing suddenly, as if it would burst out at any moment.

Boom!

It is like a drumstick that beats suddenly, and it is like a giant hoof that suddenly steps down.

Knock knock!

It's a crash!

It's like the wallpaper hanging on the ceiling suddenly peeling off, revealing the black roof.

It's just that the picture that unfolds before the eyes of the Caucasian people is not pitch black and not monotonous.

A crack appeared in the sky out of thin air, and another world appeared in the crack.

Knock knock!

They saw a giant hoof, but the crack in front of them was so narrow that only a few toes could be seen, not the knees.

However, it was the giant hoof that stepped down more and more frequently and faster, tearing the cracks in the sky bigger and bigger, more and more open, and hanging lower and lower.

Rumble!

The last time the giant hoof fell, it smashed from the distant other world to the real world, and all the Caucasian people felt the splinter of the earth.

However, this time it also smashed the ground of the other world to the same height as the ground of the real world.

It's like they're one.

The earth under his feet trembled violently, and a silent roar echoed in the mountains and leylines, and under the influence of the shock, the cracks that had just opened immediately shrank and disappeared rapidly.

It's just that the ditches dug by the Caucasians in the ground drifted away from the ground with the shock, and the blood-colored lines were hooked into a large array of miles in a circle.

With the blessing of the Great Array, the crack finally stabilized, and then the trampling sound of rolling thunder and dense tides was heard.

Whoa......

Countless figures riding black-skinned wild boars rushed out first.

Their skin was pitch black, their fangs were pale, their eyes were blood-red, their arms were thick and strong, and their throbbing veins seemed to flow with infinite strange power.

Then there are various figures with the heads of lions, tigers, and leopards on their heads.

It wasn't a helmet or a mask, it was a real beast head, and they were real orcs.

The tidal wave of procession was like a flood to vent out, and as soon as they arrived on the Titan continent, they planted a flag painted with strange symbols......

When the Tamil army arrived, it was greeted by millions of banners scattered over the hills.