A few months later, in a wide flat field, one by one the hurried sacrifices walked in it, with a little excitement and strange emotions. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This is the center of the Central Tribe, and the first tribe where Artis awoke, and after decades of brewing and fermentation, faith has long been deeply rooted here.

Here, every child is baptized by an elder or a foreign high priest from birth, and then reaches the age of ten, reaches adulthood, and dies, all of which are filled with the figure of the god of nature.

From the time they were sensible, the people here would chant hymns and recite stories about the legendary gods of nature, integrating faith into their lives in the bits and pieces of their lives.

It's a natural process, and in Northland, faith is inextricably linked to the lives of the people. When you are working, when you are learning, when you are growing, when you are in trouble... At every moment, there is the shadow of the god of nature, as if this place has been transformed into an earthly kingdom of God.

The people living here are very religious, and among the countless tribes in the Northlands, only a few tribes can be compared, and almost every one of them is a devout disciple of the god of nature, Artis.

And countless such believers gathered, and in the underworld, they were condensed into an incomparably huge and magnificent divine domain, and the incomparably pure natural divine light shrouded this land, affecting this side of the world in the underworld.

Under the influence of this divine domain, the natural elements of this place are more active and powerful than other places, and the vitality of the land is also very strong, with ancient trees and herds of wild beasts, and a vibrant life.

As for the demonic beast, it was even extinct in the Northern Regions at this time, and it was completely expelled and purified by that powerful natural god domain.

And in the middle of this pure tribe, a grand temple stood. In all directions, countless flowers of the four seasons and the flowers of plants and trees were released at the same time at this time, competing for beauty.

This is the headquarters of the Church of the God of Nature, nominally ruling over all the followers of the God of Nature. Dozens of people were talking inside the room.

At the top of the table, Granma wore the Pope's crown and scepter, looking at the crowd below.

Below him, dozens of seats were now placed, and they were filled with people.

And behind these people, one by one the priests stood behind them, silent.

The scene seemed very quiet for a while, but it was very natural, and there was no tension at all.

If there are people who are familiar enough with the north to come here, they will be shocked to find that at this time, under this temple, more than 100 sacrifices are standing in the venue, and the pieces of various colors of sacrificial robes are shining slightly, and none of them are lower than the yellow robes.

And those who sat in the seats were the patriarchs and elders of the major tribes, and there were even several high priests among them.

Above, Granma watched as the last person below arrived, and said, "You must have received the news from the south!"

"The reincarnation of my god has been crowned king in the south at this time. ”

"He has established his kingdom and is already in the north, waiting for us to help. ”

He paused, looked at the people below, and said, "I have given an order to let my tribesmen prepare to support. What do you think?"

The scene was quiet for a while, and when everyone heard this, they couldn't help but bow their heads slightly and groan softly.

But after a while, an old man stood up and said, "Since it is the reincarnation of my god, then we believers should obey, and I am willing to lead my tribe to support it." ”

As he got up, several more patriarchs stood up to show their support.

After a while, Granma looked down, and those high priests naturally didn't need to say, and most of those patriarchs had already stood up to show their support at this time, but some people had some misgivings.

A person stood up, with some hesitation on his face, looked at Grama and said, "If my god is reincarnated, then naturally there is no need to say much, and he will definitely support it with all his might." ”

"But if it's not fully confirmed, wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate to decide like this..."

As these words were spoken, several people around him nodded faintly, obviously agreeing with this person's words.

"Nonsense! The priest who went south has already personally delivered the news back, and after the confirmation of the Pope, can there be any mistake?"

A burly man in a leather coat stood up suddenly, with a pair of huge eyes with a strong deterrent, looking at the sacrifice below: "Or do you doubt the judgment of the church and the sacrifice you sent south?"

As soon as these words were spoken, countless people on the field suddenly changed color at the same time.

"Don't dare!"

The man who spoke earlier replied, facing the pupils in front of him with a strong deterrent power, and the divine power in his body gently vibrated and brought a ripple: "Is it possible, Your Excellency doubts my devotion to my god?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man snorted coldly, and the powerful momentum on his body was immediately retracted, and he did not speak again.

No matter how discordant they usually are, the lowest level in the audience is the Yellow Robe Sacrifice, maybe they usually have their own thoughts, but there is no doubt about the piety of the god of nature, at least to the level of a fanatical believer.

For fanatical believers who believe in gods, power, power, and wealth are far less important than faith in their hearts. Their beliefs are extremely strong, and their belief in the gods has reached an extremely fanatical level, and they cannot be shaken by external objects at all.

So, to doubt the other party's piety here, which in itself is a ridiculous thing.

"Your Excellency!"

Another person stepped forward, a man in his prime, but his eyes were very vicissitudes, and he looked seriously inconsistent with his appearance.

In him, the profound divine power was faintly fluctuating, stronger than the vast majority of people present, and had reached the level of a high priest.

He stepped forward silently and looked at Granma silently, his eyes did not have the slightest fear, but he looked at him equally: "If you want to make our tribe fully support, then unless we can prove it in person, otherwise, please redeem us and we can't accept it." ”

"The reincarnation of my god cannot be judged by you alone, but by all of us, otherwise we will never be at ease. ”

Hearing him say this, behind him, the people who had not nodded in response before seemed to get up and stood silently behind him, obviously agreeing with his opinion.

Seeing this scene, Granma sighed slightly: "Goode, what do you want?"

"I don't want how. Goode looked in front of him: "I just want to give us some more time, and wait for the return of the sacrifice sent by our tribe before making a decision." ”

Hearing this, Granma just bowed her head, and faintly, the sigh became deeper and deeper.

"No need..."

"You can go and prepare first, and after a month, the incarnation of our god will come to the north in person. ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

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Time gradually passed, and on top of the wide temple, as the patriarchs and sacrifices gradually went down, the originally lively place seemed a little quiet at this time.

Granma quietly closed her eyes, silently enjoying the silence, and sat motionless in his place.

As he breathed, a little bit of natural divine power rippled in his body, gradually spreading out and spreading around. Faintly and everywhere in the temple flowers, birds, and beasts are pulled, which is extremely deep and mysterious.

"Granma, is this really good?" a voice gradually sounded from the side.

In the silence, a majestic and broad figure slowly walked out from the side.

This man was tall and tall, with a bloody gaze like gold and iron, just walking quietly, faintly echoing with the countless natural elements everywhere around him, absorbing these powers all the time, slowly but surely becoming stronger. On his forehead, a little light blue mark is very conspicuous, if you carefully observe his pupils, you can faintly see a trace of gold, which looks mysterious and noble.

"The reincarnation of my god, after our confirmation, there is no doubt about it. At this time, instead of taking people to the south to meet us, we let our god himself come to the north?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly and said.

"This is the initiative of our god himself, and there is no way to refuse. ”

Granma sighed: "Moreover, in this north, hundreds of tribes large and small, nearly two million clan believers, such a chaotic situation. If it weren't for our gods themselves, it would have been difficult for us to subdue them without being able to do anything. ”

"And, Kurumba, do you sense it?"

"What?" Kurumba wondered.