Xu Bo stood on the top floor of the tower, overlooking the ground.

He likes it. High up, and the wind blows, all living beings are in sight. There is no need for any deliberate foreshadowing, and the pride of the world in my hands arises spontaneously.

Before the crossing, Xu Bo would never have enjoyed this feeling, because he was afraid of heights at that time.

Xu Bo closed his eyes and felt the coolness.

The Lord God is omnipotent.

He heard this every day when he was a recruit. At first, he, like everyone else, had just been brainwashed and had a blank slate. He believed whatever the instructor said, and he was blind and passive in his worship of the Lord God.

Isn't the main god awesome? Awesome. What's the awesome? I don't know. Then why do you still worship it? Because everyone else says it's awesome and worships it. Anyway, I don't need money, just trust a little bit.

After he became an awakened person to retrieve his memory, had a comparison between the two lives, and realized the awesomeness of the main god, Xu Bo had a deeper understanding of these six words.

He's glad he made the right choice when it came to picking the type of ability.

"High Priest."

Xu Bo turned around and saw Wei Cao bowing his head and half-crouching, and saluted him with open arms. "Everyone is here, and the ceremony can start at any time."

The High Priest nodded, "Okay, let's go." ”

The road from the tower to the temple was clean, and the slaves cleaned it once a day, morning, noon, and evening. The streets that used to be bustling were very empty, and except for the patrols, the few pedestrians who occasionally appeared were women. When the high priest passed by, they immediately retreated to the side of the road, laid down what they were holdings, and bowed respectfully.

How would they react if they knew that most of the men in the city were not coming back?

Thinking of this, Xu Bo's original good mood immediately vanished, which he had gathered after meditating on the tower all day.

Fortunately or unfortunately, the main god only informed him of the battle situation and statistics, and did not provide a list of the dead, otherwise Xu Bo would not even be in the mood to meditate.

Hearing the sigh, Weicao, who followed behind the master, softly comforted: "Victory and defeat are impermanent. As long as the main city remains, yesterday's defeat is nothing more than a setback. By the time the boundary wall is raised tonight, everything will be fine. ”

Wei Cao is from the southeastern women's country and was captured in the Battle of the Divine Will two years ago. When she was sent to Xu Bo, her body was covered with bruises, her spirit was extremely irritable, and she looked like she had been inhumanly abused.

"Come on, bed bugs! Come on, it's a big deal to give you two more bites, you filthy and shitty trash! Pigs! She spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on Xu Bo's face, and this was the first time the two met. My teammates will avenge me! ”

"yes, everything will be fine."

The temple is an Aztec-style pyramid, but it is much larger than the original Mexican and has enough space to accommodate tens of thousands of people. It stands to reason that without cement and rebar, without tower cranes and elevators, it would never have been possible to build such a magnificent building at the level of productivity of the Stone Age.

But there is a Lord God in this world, and the Lord God is omnipotent.

Inside the hall, hundreds of women lined up in a square and waited quietly with the male priests for the ceremony to begin.

"You've been waiting for a long time." Xu Bo greeted his subordinates in turn and slowly walked up to the altar. Being late is not only the right of the superior, but also the obligation to put on a show. So the high priest never said sorry.

The horn sounded, followed by the bone flute and tambourine. The priests chanted loudly in a long voice, and a solemn atmosphere permeated every corner of the temple. They walked down the stairs and took their places in front of the women.

Twenty squares, twenty priests, twenty priests with hypnotic abilities.

"My dear sisters," the high priest spoke first.

"My dear sisters," the priest below immediately followed, his voice in unison.

"Today we are gathered together to wash away our sins with love, in the witness of the Lord God. My brotherhood will throw spears into the pond, and my sisters will bury bows and arrows in the flowers. We don't kill each other anymore, we don't hate each other anymore. Take the hand of the Son and spend the rest of the light together until death comes, stepping into the eternal Promised Land under the guidance of the Lord God. ”

After the priests finished speaking, Weicao walked up to the altar and kissed Xu Bo, explaining with practical actions what it means to wash away sins with love. The same is true of all the people under the altar, and each woman feels pleasure in the alternating contact with the priest, and this pleasure is quickly amplified by the ability and grafted into the subconscious, leaving a mark of love on the feelings for the man.

These slaves were once enemies, they had killed men on the battlefield and conquered men on another battlefield, but now they loved men with all their hearts, feeling the warmth of the creatures they once called bed bugs with every inch of their skin.

To Xu Bo's regret, this brand has an expiration date, otherwise he and his subordinates would have been much easier.

After the transformation ceremony, Xu Bo stroked Weicao's back and asked her to wait outside the temple first.

"Don't keep me waiting too long, my sun." The woman kissed her master and turned away.

When his personal slave completely disappeared, Xu Bo put away his smile. He knew he was going to face a difficult time. The rest of the superior who remained behind would soon meet with him, and he would have to inform them of the oracle he had received from the Lord God, and now the contents of this oracle were nothing but him and those he trusted most. There is no third in the city who knows.

They were defeated, and they were defeated.

Xu Bo didn't understand that in the previous battles of divine will, no matter which direction the female country was played against, both the enemy and the enemy would retain their spare strength, and at most they would lose one or two percent. After all, the time for the war is limited, and each country is equally powerful, so it is almost impossible to destroy this dynasty. Since you can't extinguish it, why not go through the motions and brush up on each other's experience points? Maintaining balance is good for everyone.

But this time, the opponent spent a lot of money and was determined to turn the rout battle into a war of annihilation. She harassed the men's army through a series of small-scale sneak attacks, then provoked the commander with the mutilation of the captives, inducing them to attack on their own initiative, and finally ate 8,000 of them at the cost of 4,000 of them. If it weren't for the fact that the main god stipulated that the number of participants in the war was only 10,000, he believed that Du Yun would definitely pour troops from all over the country to fight.

Five thousand men were killed in battle, three thousand were captured, and the taobei earned was only enough to replenish four thousand five hundred, and even with the savings of the stockpile, it was only about six thousand. Although it is possible to fill the gap by using the main god as an intermediary and proposing to the four surrounding female countries to exchange prisoners, what if they sit on the ground and offer one man for ten women? Or worse, not even say yes?

There are also the Awakened, who will always have a price, and their losses will be more difficult to replenish.

The balance had been upset, and Xu Bo knew that when another boundary wall fell, and another army of murderous women marched in, he and his commander would face another severe test.

What he didn't know, however, was that his boss had been killed. The news is on the way back to the city, and the intrigue around the question of who will succeed the manager will soon begin.

What he didn't know was that Du Yun actually dared to take risks, and personally led four elite warbands to stay in the territory of the male country, preparing to give Xu Bo a big surprise in peacetime.

There was a commotion in the direction of the door, and Xu Bo cheered up and stepped forward.

In the years to come, the burden of the high priest will be very heavy.

As the sun sets, the long night is approaching.