In a valley with lush vegetation, Mu Shao'an was sitting behind a boulder and examining his wounds.

The injury on his left severed arm had stabilized and began to scar, but if he wanted to grow another arm, even with the strong bloodline of the Juque people, he couldn't do it unless he could advance to the S rank.

That's right, his current fanatic body's body is only barely reaching the A level, and if you evaluate it carefully, it is also A-, which is also the average strength of the main armies of the two sides in the Purple Eagle War, after all, this is not the time when the power of the law is overflowing later.

So he was able to run 4,500 meters in 45 seconds yesterday is really the limit of this level, especially his own tonnage limit of nearly 7,000 catties, otherwise if he is a light A-class hunter, he will probably be able to run 20,000 meters in 100 seconds, and then he will not be able to run.

This is the bottleneck of not being able to break through the S-class.

If you can advance to the S level, even the body of this giant man can easily soar to the limit of 1,000 kilometers in an hour.

However, at this moment, Mu Shaoan didn't care too much about whether he could advance to the S rank, because that effect was not great, and what he cared more about was the upgrade of the faith of the immortal sacrifice, which was the fundamental.

And this belief upgrade system was taken from some other idealistic civilizations, so there are no too obvious loopholes, after all, countless facts have proved that idealistic materialistic beliefs are just as sharp.

"I'll have to find a way to do one more prayer service, and it would be nice if I could make a medium-sized prayer service. ”

Mu Shaoan sighed and said, faith in this thing is like this, no matter what the heart is, it must first be done in form, so the god of faith and the god of incense must have a solemn and majestic temple or spiritual mountain.

Then there must be a temple of gods to ordain the ascetics of the saintesses to communicate with the gods, and the external need for the force of the paladin to escort them.

In short, the more solemn the ceremony and the more pious the prayer, the more benefits will be obtained, and the happier the god of faith and incense will be.

When he came to Mu Shao'an, although he also adopted this belief system, he didn't need the power of faith, he had to find a way to give the power back to his fanatics, so it didn't matter if he was pious in his heart or not, what mattered was the form, the form must be important, and the form must be made very important.

Then Mu Shao'an's ontology can give the law of immortality, that is, immortal divine power.

Well, that's the process.

Ten minutes later, Mu Shao'an returned with a large number of things, including large trees with their branches and leaves cut off, selected stones of good texture and most importantly, beautiful patterns, an unlucky unknown beast and a large handful of bright and dazzling wild flowers.

Sacrifice, where does the sincerity come from without form?

To use a familiar template - you don't even dare to do anything, and you're embarrassed to say you love me?

So Mu Shaoan is very serious, the stone was split into stone by him with brute force, and the trunk of the tree was of course used to sharpen into a wooden spear to make incense candles, which is good!

Finally, there were twenty-four stone squares arranged into a small altar.

Three wooden spears were inserted upside down in front of the altar to make incense and candles.

Wild flowers adorn them, and the heads of wild beasts make offerings.

This sacrificial ceremony is so luxurious!

"Poof!"

Mu Shaoan knelt on his knees, put the shield flat on the altar, didn't want anything about the festival, prayed, prayed, prayed!

One bow, two bows, three or four bows.

Full of sincerity.

Not to mention, this miracle was immediately manifested, the knight's shield snatched from the Grey Ear was actually lifted half a meter high by an inexplicable force.

Immediately after, a strange wave of power emerged within the shield.

The reason why the peculiar is used here instead of the divine is entirely because this is not an immortal law given at all, but another kind of power in Mu Shao'an's body, or a technique.

It's ridiculous.

Mu Shaoan hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward and grabbed the floating shield, and at this moment, he knew what he was praying for, it was a throwing skill.

This kind of power was quickly poured down from Mu Shao'an's Heavenly Spirit Cover like an initiation, and at the same time, a completely unfamiliar power technique appeared in the body of this fanatical believer.

The basic throwing skill is forcibly unlocked. (Temporary, valid duration: 30 hours)

Reach 2000 base throw stats. (Temporary, valid duration: 30 hours)

Gain the Master Spear Throwing Skill (Temporary, Duration: 30 hours)

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"Is that all right?"

Mu Shaoan himself was stunned, don't look at him as he designed this faith prayer system, but he really didn't know that he could still play like this?

Because isn't this tantamount to inviting God to come up in a different way?

Heck, that's a bonus.

Because for Mu Shaoan, he may be able to adapt this fanatical believer's body to basic throwing skills through a period of running-in, but where can it be so powerful?

With a base throw value of 2000 points, he can kill the S-level in seconds, and even with Mu Shaoan's strength, he may succeed even if he goes to sneak attack the SS-level.

However, he was not satisfied at the moment, after all, what he really needed was the Law of Immortality.

Sighing, just as Mu Shao'an was about to continue the prayer ceremony, Leng Buding heard a dragon's roar in the sky, followed by a dragon's breath tens of thousands of zhang long from the sky, and everywhere he passed, there was a sea of fire!

Of course, the giant dragon didn't come for him Mu Shao'an, but he happened to be within the range of this dragon's breath!

"I'll make it!"

Mu Shao'an shouted, grabbed the wooden spear and shield and turned his head and ran.

He had already felt the extreme malice from the vortex of fate.

You can't kill him directly, but you can make him surrounded by doom with subtle corrective powers.

Like at this moment.

Rushing out frantically, the dragon's breath followed behind, scorching so much that Mu Shaoan's hair all over his body was gone.

Finally escaped from the range of the dragon's breath, Mu Shaoan looked back, and could only cry out bitterly.

The dragon was naturally fighting in the sky, but behind the dragon, the direction he came from was an overwhelming banner of smoke and dust.

The army of the Grey-Eared caught up, and there were definitely no less than 50,000 troops.

If that's it, it's a big deal to keep running, but Mu Shao'an followed closely and heard the war horn of the Juque people sounding passionately in the other direction.

A bloody battle is inevitable.

Sighing, Mu Shao'an could only go straight to the front of the Juque people, that is, the ruins of the temple built on the mountain peak opposite.

You can't escape, because the battlefield is already joined by hero units.

It is also known as the so-called SSS-level master, and if you are lucky, you may even run into one of the several demigods.

That dog's fate is dead, and my heart is not dead!