In the far reaches of the village, a few people parked here, and one of them, an old man in a black sacrificial robe, stood out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Among these people, there were dozens of warriors with evil spirits all over their bodies, all looking at the groups of tied slaves around them with fierce faces, laughing.

"Lord Sacrifice, presumably this time, I think I will be able to gather enough sacrifices for a long time. On the side, a strong warrior with three feathers on his headdress said with a hint of respect.

On the side, the old man nodded: "Not bad." The previous tribe, plus the current tribe, is enough for all the sacrifices left for this year. ”

"Then we can keep some more young slaves. The warrior laughed, looking at some of the young and beautiful slave women around him, and there was a faint covetousness in his eyes.

Beside him, the priest nodded, and a grim smile erupted from his thin skeleton-like face, which looked extremely terrifying.

"Why haven't the people we sent out have come back yet?"

After a while, the priest said suspiciously, a little puzzled.

"It should be soon. With the number of warriors of that tribe, it should be almost over by now. ”

Beside him, the leader with the three feathered headdresses on his head said.

"You see, somebody has come back. He pointed to the dozens of people running towards him in the distance.

"Why are they coming back, and what about the other people and the slaves of this tribe?" said the priest, subconsciously feeling that something was wrong.

Hearing him say this, the other people around him suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The leader walked up to a soldier who was out of breath and looked like he was fleeing, and wondered, "Why do you look like this?

"Lord Balek, they, they..."

At this time, the warrior was panting, with a hint of fear in his eyes: "We, defeated by the other party. ”

"What?" the leader named Barek was startled and hurriedly asked, "Why did you lose, and how many people are there on the other side?"

"There is only one person, the intelligence is wrong, and there are totems in the other party's tribe. ”

At this time, another person ran forward, seemingly a small leader, covered in scars, and with the same fear in his eyes for the rest of his life.

"Impossible!"

All around, the leader and the priest shouted.

"We have investigated before coming, and the ancestral spirit clearly told me that there can be no totems in this village. ”

The old priest said decisively.

"Yes, the ancestral spirit has never made a mistake, not to mention that if it is really the totem himself, where will you people have the life to come back. ”

The leader on the side said, as the number one person here after the sacrifice, he is very aware of the power of the tribal totem, he may not be able to slaughter a tribe in a moment, but for this person, it is absolutely easy.

"It's probably a nature spirit wandering in the wilderness, hoping to become a totem and enjoy the sacrifice. ”

The priest sneered, unimpressed.

He pointed to the defeated soldiers around him and said, "You take us over and let me see who dares to oppose us." ”

"If an adult comes out, the other party must be unable to resist. ”

Barek next to him said with a smile, looking very confident.

He knew the horror of the other party better than everyone present, and in the past, it was not that he had not encountered this situation, but as soon as the other party made a move, no matter how powerful the warrior was, he could only die obediently. If it weren't for the terrifying strength of the other party, he wouldn't have been so respectful to him, after all, in the wilderness, strength comes first.

On the other side, after repelling the enemy, Bamu looked at his hand blankly, sensing the power in his body that seemed to be enough to overwhelm the mountains and seas, and his heart was shocked: "This is, the power of the totem?"

He looked around, and countless warriors fell to the ground. He walked up to a man and bowed down to look at him.

This is one of his relatives, his cousin, and the relationship is irreversible, like a brother. At this time, the other party was dripping with blood, and his flesh and blood were blurred, but his eyes were full of brilliance.

"Ahem, Chief..." He struggled to speak, his eyes filled with trust, adoration, and so on.

"Don't say it. Bamu looked at him stunned, his heart full of pain. He knew that the other party would not be able to live, and now it was just a return to the light.

In this primitive and inhospitable world, the level of medical care is so low that modern people cannot imagine. Even if it is just a minor illness that seems insignificant to modern people, it is a fatal disaster for the people here. To a certain extent, because of this, the status of the sacrifice is so high, because in addition to the right to sacrifice to the totem ancestors, the sacrifice also serves as a part-time doctor.

At this time, his heart was full of grief, remembering the time when he had lived and fought with him, and suddenly a wave of emotion could no longer be contained, violently hitting his heart, making him want to cry to the sky.

He looked around again, and all the warriors belonging to his tribe were wounded.

"If only I could have gotten this power earlier. He looked at the palm of his hand, feeling the majestic power in his body, and thought.

"Strength?" Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through his mind, and he seemed to be thinking about something. A hand gently stroked the fallen clansman to the ground.

"Since you are an all-powerful god, prove it to me!" he roared in his heart, praying for the first time so earnestly to the being in the darkness.

Sensing the shouts coming from the darkness, Chen Ming glanced at the other party in surprise.

The gods have the ability to perceive their own believers, and the gods who have truly ignited the divine fire can even be separated by several large universes, and can still clearly sense and call out the people of their own gods. However, Chen Ming has not been able to do this at present, although the contact with the believers is still there, but he can only take the initiative to contact the believers. As for contacting him with his mind through the thread of faith in the dark, only Granma, who he had appointed as Pope, could do so far.

Thinking of this, he smiled again, and the divine power in his body gently stirred, transmitted to the other party through the connection in the dark.

These people present were all believers he had prepared for the future, and he naturally did not want more casualties.

Suddenly, Bamu only felt a greater divine power coming from his body, and at the same time, above his palm, a green light gently brushed the person on the ground.

After the green light enveloped his body, in the shocked eyes of the people around him, one after another wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, restoring his body to its original state.

After only a few breaths, the green light gradually disappeared, and the originally dying warrior had no more scars on his body, but his face was still a little pale.

He stood up, looked at his body in disbelief, and felt the familiar power return to his body again: "This, this..."

On the other side, Bamu also looked at the other party in shock, he just vented the grief in his heart, but he didn't expect that the gods really answered his prayers.

But then, he looked at the countless fallen clansmen around him, and suddenly he didn't have time to continue thinking about this problem, he hurriedly walked to the next clansman, followed the feeling just now, and with a slight force, a divine power came out of his body, turning into green light, enveloping him.

Another shocking process, as the green light faded and another person was healed.

Around, the originally desperate clansmen saw this and looked at Bamu one after another, and their eyes regained hope.

And Bamu did not hesitate, and stepped forward one by one to heal them one by one.

Seeing this, Chen Ming frowned, when will this be done?

So he waved his hand, and suddenly a drop of divine power exploded directly, turning into hundreds of points of light through Bamu's body, enveloping people one by one, and after a few breaths, everyone on the field touched his intact body in disbelief, and looked at Bamu in disbelief.

Looking at his majestic body, his eyes were full of madness and adoration.