The wild man spoke in three tones, sounding like a frog on a summer evening, a stone frog, a field pheasant, and a toad.

After serving as the god of the Sanchi tribe for a while, Aoki has mastered the language of the Sanchi tribe through consciousness communication, and he can also communicate directly with Kuberta's consciousness through the soul of wood. But he couldn't understand what the other two were saying, but Situ and Dewar each dealt with one, and when the three of them were together, they were able to get a rough idea of what the Itesa priests meant.

To his perplexity, how did the three priests communicate with each other? Their languages are obviously incomprehensible, and their pronunciation is very different. Mrs. Larry described this difference as similar to that of Korean and Japanese, both of which originated in Chinese, but after a long period of differentiation and evolution, the pronunciation has become completely different.

Cooberta was old, looked old, and talked little, and often he only said a few words. Batus, the priest of the Mantystone tribe, spoke the most, and he shouted at Situ Wawawa, his hand pointing in the direction of the lake in the distance.

Even without Situ's relay, Aoki knew he was talking about the Swordfish frigate. They had never seen a ship of this size, and in their eyes, it was not a ship at all, but a devil's lair.

The priest of the Urakan tribe was named Bigwendi, maybe Bigwedi, and Aoki listened for a long time to tell from their pronunciation, and asked Dewar, who was not very sure.

Bigwendy says that demons hide in the shadows beyond the fog, and God tells them to always be on guard against them. So whenever the fog rises, they are fully armed and drive away all the invaders, even if they look like their own kind, because the demons will disguise themselves as human beings and gods.

The two sides communicated for a long time, and it was oral and consciousness transmission that Aoki and the others convinced the savage priests that the Swordfish was a ship. However, they still believe that there are demons living on the ship, so they are reluctant to go on board.

But it's nothing, anyway, the focus is not on the boat, but on the altar. The wildlings did not know what would happen when the altar was activated, they simply faithfully carried out the word left by the gods according to the myths and legends passed down by word of mouth, and did not allow anyone to enter the altar, let alone enter with the holy staff. Otherwise, God will inflict sin on them.

Situ asked God how he would condemn sin.

Batus said that disasters would bewitch the heavens, and that their children and grandchildren would live in misery and distress.

Situ said, "Have you ever seen a more terrible disaster than the sun burning down your village?"

He heard about what Aoki had experienced in the Sanchi tribe, so he said, "Have you ever seen a more terrible disaster than the moon falling, everything floating in the air, and the great flood falling from the sky?"

Then he pointed to the sky and said, "Now there are three suns in the sky, do you think that is a good sign?"

His words were relayed to the other two priests through Aoki and Dewar.

The three priests, you look at me, and I look at you, and they all shook their heads together. Bigwendy said that it was all a disaster brought by demons from the Shadowlands, and that the current three suns were also due to the presence of the big ship here.

Situ said, "When the devil is gone, what kind of good life do you live?" What hope does your God give you?

Batus says that when the devil is gone, we have plenty of food and clothing. There are endless wild fruits in the mountains, and endless fish in the rivers. We also grow grain and vegetables, and keep sheep and unicorns in captivity.

Cooberta says we built houses out of stone and wood, fired pottery out of clay, and woven clothing out of animal skins and a kind of silk spit out of insects. We are not afraid of cold in winter, not afraid of heat in summer, and live freely.

Bigwendy added that the legend left by our ancestors is that during the longest season when the devil never came, our house was higher than the mountain, the white clouds were outside the window, people didn't have to work, and as soon as the birds sang in the morning, a messenger of God would cross the rainbow across the great lake and bring us food.

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The expressions on the priests' faces became beautiful, as if they had experienced these things firsthand.

Situ said, "What if we could bring a better life to your tribe and your people than these?" ”

The priests apparently did not believe in such a thing, and what could life be better than in the old legends?

Then they saw the most incredible picture they had ever seen in their lives. These images appeared in their consciousness in a way that they had never thought of in the past, and could not have appeared in their dreams.

They saw people dressed in gorgeous clothes, towering houses connected into patches, bridges more magnificent than rainbows across rivers, lakes and seas, many square boxes carrying people speeding along the wide road, and people sitting neatly in the belly of a big bird with outstretched wings, flying over the blue sea and blue sky.

Instead of hunting, herds of animals that they could name or could not name were kept in captivity in large houses larger and more spacious and comfortable than their wooden huts, fattened up and turned into food for the table.

People don't have to plant either, some strangely shaped and strong-looking things are cultivated in the fields, making a rumbling sound, easily detaching the grain from the stalks, removing the husks, grinding into flour, turning into soft things one by one, and when it rolls in hot water, it gives up an enticing aroma.

There is no need to make a fire by colliding with flints or drilling wood, and in places where food is processed, a large blue flame will burn in the void without firewood at the touch of a button.

People are not afraid of the scorching heat, a cool breeze blows from something hanging on the roof or wall, and the outside is so hot that the eggs can be cooked, but the people in the house sleep under thick quilts.

People are not afraid of the cold, but play in the ice and snow during the coldest season, carving all kinds of beautiful things out of ice.

People are not afraid of the darkness, as if the stars have been plucked and shine on the road, in the windows and in the rooms at night.

The whole world is as bright as the starry sky.

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"Unab!"

The three Itesa priests chanted the word at the same time, and their bodies slowly fell to the ground.

Aoki knew that Unab was the creator god of the Itsa. On that starry night, they prayed and sang all night for the return of the Son of God. Now, when they saw the bustling lights of the world, they mistakenly thought that it was the arrival of Unab, and the entire starry sky was owned by the world.

It was just that some of the normal scenes of the earth were revealed through dreams, and the Itessa priests were completely conquered.

Compared with the current civilization of the earth, the difference between the current state of their civilization and the current stage of the earth is more than 10,000 years. It's as if you have brought a Stone Age man into the twenty-first century, how can he not think that he has reached the Kingdom of God!

Situ told them that if we were allowed to enter the altar, we would be able to take your people to that world.

The priests were silent.

But their faith is still strong, and even if they use the Divine Staff and dreams to interfere with their consciousness, they still can't get them to accept it right away, as if there is a power hidden in the shadows, so that they stubbornly guard the rules that have been passed down from generation to generation.

Aoki remembered the spiritual array they had formed at the altar again. Where did the power that made the three tribes that had been in conflict suddenly unite, abandon their previous suspicions, cut off the tentacles of consciousness that stretched out from the Sacred Staff, and get rid of distracting thoughts, and concentrate all their will and spirit to form a group dream that had never been seen before?

After the silence, the priests began to talk softly, followed by a heated argument. In the end, they decided to go back and inform their tribes, and then ask the oracle to let the gods decide whether they would stay or not.

Things didn't go well, but they were getting better. They believed that the Itesa priests had already moved their hearts, and that the power of the civilization was irresistible.