If it weren't for that pair of horns, the barbarian god would be more like an enlarged human. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info but that kind of ancient and distant atmosphere, even if it is just a stone statue, is still faintly revealed.

After a long time, Chu Ze retracted his gaze, and his heart fluctuated.

The altar under the stone statue still has dried blood stains, leaving traces of previous sacrifices.

The altar is full of carved runes, some of which are shaped like fish and insects, and some of which are like birds. Together, these characters form a mysterious carving.

At the time of the sacrifice, the blood food offered by the barbarians was slaughtered on the altar, and the blood flowed through the carvings.

From the memories of the barbarians, no matter how much blood is flowed into the stone carvings, it will disappear.

After the blood sacrifice, the barbarians will get feedback from the barbarian gods, and a trace of air will be derived from their bodies.

These currents gave the barbarians the ability to hunt countless fierce beasts and birds of prey in the deep mountains of the Manglin. The barbarians are strong in physique and can burst out with amazing strength when hunting, thanks to this.

The clansmen call it, Yuan Li!

The strength of the Yuan Force in the human body of different races is strong or weak, and the power of the explosion is also high and low. Moreover, the Yuan Power will be consumed with use, and it can also be recovered by ingesting meat.

"Yuanli ......"

Chu Ze tilted his head, and his thoughts were a little fluctuating because of the altar in front of him.

Barbarian Ze has a lot of memories, although he has fused with his original memories, but after all, he did not experience it little by little, and what he needed was more deliberate.

Bestowed by the barbarian gods, Yuan Li can cleanse the body. In the same way, in order to restore the consumption of Yuan Li, the amount of meat that the barbarians need every day is also extremely staggering.

As soon as the mind moved, the speed of the air flow in the body like a spiritual snake entrenched in the heart suddenly intensified, and it had its own spirituality, following the meridians, and the body was quickly filled with strength, agitating and unbridled, like a fierce beast roaring, struggling to break out of the prison.

At this moment, Chu Ze even believed that he could crack the stone with his fingertips, and he could do anything.

However, there are naturally those who can open the stele and crack the stone with their hands, but unfortunately it is not themselves. The "qi" in Manze's body is not strong compared to other clansmen. It's just the self-confidence that comes with the power you've never experienced, and the illusion.

"Since it's a crossing, why didn't you give me a golden finger!" Chu Ze inevitably complained. He already knew that there were two ways to receive power from the barbarian gods, but it could also be two necessary conditions.

A devout and fanatical belief in the barbarian gods, and plenty of flesh and blood sacrifices!

Chu Ze didn't have confidence in himself, because he might never invest even a trace of faith in the stone statue of the barbarian god in front of him, which represented endless power, even if the other party was really like a god.

This is not because he has a strong faith in his heart, but because he existed in a world where there is no faith!

Faith comes from the heart, and there is no disguise in the slightest. If you can deceive others, but you can't deceive yourself, that's not faith.

And if you don't have the heart of belief in the barbarian gods, even if you worship a large amount of flesh and blood and living beings, I am afraid that there will be no response. Of course, this is Chu Ze's own speculation. Throughout the history of barbarians, barbarian gods have given power only when sacrifices. And the strength of those who sacrifice is due to the difference in piety due to faith.

This also means that Chu Ze may not be able to gain strength through barbarian gods in the future!

Not to mention the different golden fingers, here, he can't even compare to the most ordinary people.

And in this wild world without system and legal system, the law of the jungle is the most basic rule, and how can you survive without strength?

At first, he just felt that he had not been given preferential treatment, but when he realized that he was not even as good as an ordinary person, Chu Ze suddenly felt that he was exiled!

There is loneliness in my heart, and there is a trace of fear.

He didn't notice the complex emotions that were difficult to explain, and when he was familiar with the wisp of "qi" in his body, a layer of hazy light and shadow like a light mist filled the stone cave.

Maybe even if he noticed Chu Ze, he wouldn't care, and he would only think that it was the movement of the light.

With the misty light and shadow, there is also a strange atmosphere.

The already mysterious stone cave has become even more mysterious.

If the mysterious atmosphere in the cave was compared to air before, now it has begun to liquefy and drip.

When Chu Ze felt that it was a little difficult to breathe, he finally reacted from his frustration, sensed that something was wrong, and suddenly raised his head.

The eyes of the stone statue of the barbarian god became as black as the eyes of a real person!

The huge cave seemed to start shaking, and Chu Ze thought that it might just be his hallucination.

It is not the cave that shakes, but its own perception.

An indescribable, perhaps power-filled cavern, descended from the altar, causing Chu Ze's perception to begin to vibrate, and an illusion appeared!

In his shocked and horrified eyes, the huge stone statue was torn apart like a silk cloth, and a man walked out.

That's right, just one person.

He was slightly taller than Chu Ze, tall and muscular, dressed in simple animal skins, and covered with brass armor on his chest, back, waist, abdomen and limbs, but this armor looked a little shabby, with potholes in many places, and some holes that were pierced by something.

The torn armor did not make him downcast, but revealed a kind of unyielding brute bravery.

The bronze helmet he wore on his head, with horn-like spiral sword horns on both sides, would not be any different from the stone statue of the barbarian god unless he was carefully distinguished.

"Barbarian?"

After all, the stone statue is a carving, and it is inevitable that there will be distortion differences. With a glance, it is not difficult to determine that this person who suddenly appeared is the barbarian god that the barbarians have worshiped for generations!

"God?" the man who suddenly appeared and looked like a middle-aged man laughed, "I can't be called a god!

Chu Ze was slightly stunned.

In terms of ordinary concepts, gods and demons seem to be opposites. God represents justice, while demons represent evil!

"Is there any difference?" Chu Ze also wanted to know what the difference between gods and demons was here.

"Demon power," the brute said, pointing to his heart, and tapped it, "here!"

"What about God?"

"In their heads!" the brute sounded impatient.

"In your head?" Seeing that the brute demon didn't look like he was lying to himself, Chu Ze muttered in his heart.

Is the real difference between gods and demons just this?

Chu Ze secretly glanced at the face of the brute demon, and asked cautiously, "Then what ......do you mean by your true body manifestation today?"

The barbarian sat cross-legged on the altar, but for Chu Ze, this position was still high. He looked down at Chu Ze, his eyes shining with a strange light.

Chu Ze stared at his eyes, and in this light, there seemed to be a thousand words hidden. He never thought that a person's eyes could reveal so many emotions, but he felt this emotion, but there was a layer of separation.

There are thousands of implications, but you can't know a little.

"I'm going to die, find a successor!"

At the mention of death, there was no emotion on the face of the brute, as if he was telling an extremely ordinary matter.