"Yo ho...... Yo ho ......"

"Let's all work hard, pull the oracle back to the temple! Just gather enough faith power! As long as we pray loud enough! The Divine Messenger will surely bring us the Gospel of the Storm God! ”

A thin old man with horns on his head and a large string of beads around his neck stood on Lao Tie's body and let out a desperate cry downward. Look at the attire, this old man should be a sacrifice in the tribe.

At this time, Lao Tie was lying on a vehicle composed of rolling logs, pulled forward by the indigenous Zhuang Ding of several hundred meters, and the natives issued a neat rhythmic trumpet.

On top of the vehicle, there are not only old iron and old priests, but also a few guys with musical instruments, constantly blowing horns and beating tambourins to cheer for the companions below.

The storm has been around for days.

Lao Tie, who fell into the mountains, was also regarded as a messenger of the gods by the natives in this area. And at the beginning, the natives directly regarded Lao Tie as a god. But after a period of patient prayer and no response, some people began to question its existence.

But just when a few brave natives wanted to take a leap and remove a piece of parts from Lao Tie's body, they were stopped by the old priest who rushed to hear the news.

The old priest said that this was the messenger of the storm god, because he crossed the heavenly dome and fell into a short sleep period after coming to the earth. It is up to the faithful to send the oracle to the temple. As long as the divine envoy recovers his divine power, he will inevitably give the believers divine gifts.

The natives originally had a firm belief in the storm god, and after listening to the words of the old priest, they naturally believed in it. Under the organization of the old priest, the man was quickly organized to send the old iron in the direction of the temple.

It's only been five days, and it's only been the only one that has walked out of a distance of more than ten kilometers. The simple tools of the natives and the transportation of nearly thirty tons of mecha are really difficult.

……

"Hey, boy, it's time to wake up......"

Xiao Bai jumped on top of Qin Shi's chest.

Five days have passed, and the nutrient solution in the rescue cabin has been completely absorbed by Qin Shi. The injuries sustained on his body were also completely repaired.

But after Xiaobai jumped on Qin Shi's chest, Qin Shi's entire body suddenly twitched, and his chest obviously had a tendency to sink.

Qin Shi, who was sleeping in the deepest place, suddenly felt that his chest was smashed by a rock that rolled down from the cliff, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Uh......"

Qin Shi suddenly opened his eyes, and when he saw the black guy in front of him, he didn't have time to say anything, so he pushed hard.

Xiaobai didn't move.

"Crush me!"

Qin Shi let out a low roar. Xiaobai looks light, but in fact, I'm afraid it's not less than a hundred pounds. Especially after eating fat, the weight is heavier than before.

Such a weight, when Qin Shi was suddenly pressed on his body without defense, was enough for Qin Shi to drink a pot.

"Such a weak ......"

Xiaobai was not ashamed of his behavior, but blamed Qin Shi's weak body.

It bounced, jumped to the side, pulled out the carrot and put it in its mouth and chewed it around, and said with a puff of cheeks: "If you don't get up again, your mecha will be stolen!" ”

"What?!"

Hearing that someone was going to steal Lao Tie, Qin Shi suddenly woke up from his daze.

Lao Tie has gathered his countless efforts, whoever dares to covet his Lao Tie, he will fight with whom!

"Don't get excited......

Xiaobai pinned his forelimbs and said, "It was a group of natives who did it!" ”

……

When Qin Shi appeared in the engine room, Lao Tie had already been transported to the front of the so-called temple.

The temple of the storm god is much better than the dilapidated buildings around it. On a tattered mound of earth, more than a dozen granite columns were erected. There are reliefs on the columns, but the contents of the carvings are no longer available due to the age. Even some of these stone pillars have been broken, and they appear to be extremely decayed and decadent.

In the middle surrounded by stone pillars, there is a huge stone platform, on which stands a statue of a woman, holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, showing a state of battle, but the shield is missing half of it, and the sword is only left to the handle.

The statue is very tall and majestic, more than twice as tall as Lao Tie, that is, at least twenty meters tall. In the Galactic Nation, this is not a great building, but in the indigenous world, it is a remarkable existence.

Qin Shi could see at a glance that this was the statue of a small religion in the galaxy world, the goddess of war.

But this religion has completely disappeared shortly after the rise of the Radiant Church, and has not existed for at least 500 years.

When Qin Shi was studying the history of the galaxy, he had a certain amount of research on the sect of the goddess of war. This is mainly due to the scarcity of the number of female deities and the deity of the goddess of war.

Lao Tie was soon placed under the high platform of the temple. Qin Shi was not in a hurry to start Lao Tie, but was ready to wait for the indigenous believers to leave before leaving this place.

The old priest was very cooperative with Qin Shi's idea, and after placing Lao Tie, he persuaded the believers to leave the temple, but he was disrespectful to the food and sacrificial supplies offered by the believers, and took as much as he wanted, filling a corner of the dilapidated temple.

Qin Shi's attention was all on the sacrifice that looked old, and he found that this old sacrifice was not as old as it seemed on the surface, and his movements seemed to be sluggish, but it was very rhythmic. There is a Force aura emanating from his body.

"Is it a Force Awakener?" Through the delusional vision, Qin Shi quickly detected the fluctuations of the Force on the old priest's body, which was very rhythmic.

After a long while, Qin Shi confirmed that this guy was not only by no means a natural Force awakener among the natives, but the old priest should have cultivated the Force Technique, and the Force on his body was very strong.

"Have at least level 10 or above the Force!"

Qin Shi judged the other party like this.

It's just that the distance between him and the old priest is a little far, and he has just woken up from a deep sleep, and his perceptual power has not yet adjusted to the best state.

And when Qin Shi sensed the power of the old priest, the old priest suddenly turned his head in the crowd and looked towards Lao Tie's position. Although the people outside could not see the inside of the mecha through the thick shielding glass, Qin Shi could still be sure that the old priest's gaze was coming towards him.

"This guy is really weird!"

Qin Shi's heart was dark. Don't dare to have contempt for the old priest.

Qin Shi had always been well aware of his low power, although by chance, he had already fought against enough strong men. But they all fight when the conditions are favorable, or when they can neutralize the opponent's advantage. If there was no additional strength blessing, Qin Shi knew very well that against a martial artist of the fifth or sixth level, if the opponent's combat skills were slightly stronger, he would be beaten to the point that he could not take care of himself.