The advent of a new weapon, the "Magic Gun", soon had a far-reaching impact.

Throughout the Dawn Tribe, ordinary people were jubilant.

The Green Sheep Fighters were a little depressed.

After all, as long as you are not an idiot, you can see that the power of the magic gun is so amazing, and it can also "grow" in large quantities, and the status of the fighter will definitely be greatly reduced.

Two days later.

The first Magic Gun Legion, with a total of more than 3,000 people, was officially established.

From the point of view of the historical process.

This should be an epoch-making event.

But.

This incident only stirred up waves in Dawning City, but it was unknown in this world.

Cheng Han used the perspective of the spirit bird to observe the establishment ceremony of the legion from afar, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

He suddenly felt something in his heart, and said, "Huh": "The power of the world seems to have shifted slightly, is this related to the magic gun?" ”

The laws of the Qingyang world are quite special.

There is no such thing as a world will in the conventional sense, but it is dispersed in the form of totemic power.

Each totem pole will occupy a considerable part of the world's power.

Every Qingyang Clan transcendent person has condensed the shadow of the totem, and will also occupy a part of the world's power.

Every spiritual tree, every spiritual animal, will also share in a part of the power of the world.

Of course.

Since the main body of the Qingyang Realm is the trees and the Qingyang people, and the two occupy most of the world's power, the law is more biased towards the two.

Cheng Han pondered for a while and muttered: "The magic gun has improved the role of the trees, and it has also strengthened the Qingyang clan, and it has been favored by the world, will the power of the world be skewed?" ”

Let's use an analogy.

Originally, the Qingyang clan accounted for 40% of the world's power, but after the birth of the magic gun, the share of the world's power suddenly increased to 40.001%.

This is known as "skew".

The special favor from the world has given the Qingyang clan more strength.

Cheng Han looked up at the sky and chuckled: "Totem gods high above, you should have sensed the change in the power of the world, right?" ”

Some time ago, due to someone's provocation, a divine war broke out between the totem god and the red-eyed god, and the relationship between the two clans became unprecedentedly tense.

The god of the totem wants revenge, and the god of the red-eyed clan also wants revenge, and both sides are sharpening their knives.

The god of totems was dealing with the divine war with all his might, and he simply couldn't spare time to pay attention to this matter.

The reason why Cheng Han chose this time to cultivate the magic gun was precisely to avoid the sight of the totem god and quietly develop.

*

Two more days passed.

Cheng Han issued an order through the Spirit Bird, asking the Demon Gun Legion to conduct a large-scale actual combat exercise.

The goal of the drill was to clear a wasteland to the west of the tribe.

There are many powerful beasts living there, and during this time, there have been frequent attacks by wild beasts, and there are many dead and wounded.

After the drill begins.

The first volley of the Demon Gun Legion shocked all the Green Sheep people.

"Bang! Bang! ”

"Bang! Bang! ”

The dense popping sound instantly swept across a radius of dozens of kilometers.

The area where the legion was set on fire, a wasteland with an area of about 2,000 square meters, suddenly boiled.

Trees are falling;

Stone by stone exploded;

Blades of grass are flying all over the sky;

As long as you are not blind, you can see that even a totemist-level beast can't stop the rain of bullets from the Demon Gun Legion.

After a salvo.

Several beasts wailed and fled.

It's a pack of steppenwolves.

They are cunning and dangerous social beasts, and even if a totem fighter bumps into them, one of them will die in the mouth of a wolf.

"Fire!"

The regimental commander gave the order.

"Bang! Bang! ”

A dense rain of bullets chased after him.

A group of Steppenwolves were covered in blood and fell on the spot.

The group of magic gun shooters selected by the Dawning Tribe all have quite strong shooting talents.

After only two days of simple training, they were able to "accurately hit targets within 500 meters without the need for eye aiming".

Half a day later.

The actual combat drill is over.

The Magic Gun Legion returned to Dawning City with a large amount of loot, including six hundred beasts of all kinds.

Stand to reason.

The whole tribe was in a stir.

Even if a large tribe wants to hunt so much prey, it has to mobilize tens of thousands of people or even more.

But the Demon Gun Legion only needed 3,000 men to get it done.

Before that.

The more than 200,000 Qingyang people gathered here come from various ruined tribes, and it is inevitable that they will be mixed.

Qingyang people who have some strange ideas, and even secretly have bad intentions, are actually very many.

The amazing combat effectiveness displayed by the Demon Gun Legion was like a needle that fixed the sea, and immediately shocked the fluctuating people's hearts.

*

The next period of time.

With great efficiency, the Dawning Tribe once again formed three magic armies.

Because the treatment given by the legion is very generous, and the status is not much worse than that of the fighters, all the Qingyang people who fell enthusiastically signed up.

The total number of magic shooters quickly climbed to more than 10,000 people.

A few more days passed.

Morning.

Inside the towering Tower of Dawn.

The so-called "Dawn Tower" is an 80-meter-high tower ordered by Cheng Han.

This place is next to the totem pole and is considered the core of the power of the entire tribe.

"Wow! Pump! ”

"Goo! Mutter! ”

Many colorful spirit birds hovered over the tower.

The above scene.

Immediately noticed.

and was quickly reported to the high priest.

This person is also the nominal top manager appointed by Cheng Han.

The High Priest hurried to the balcony, glanced upwards, and categorically ordered: "Ring the bell!" ”

A servant hurriedly replied, "Yes! ”

Soon.

A bright bronze bell was struck by two strong men.

"When! While! ”

The loud bells echoed.

Ten minutes later.

All the priests who remained in the city rushed to the Dawning Tower and entered the conference room on the top floor.

The High Priest looked around: "Ladies and gentlemen, the Great Elder is coming. ”

He snorted softly, and a totemic shadow instantly appeared behind him.

The totemic shadow flickered, shooting out a white glow that struck a circular pattern in the center of the room.

The next moment.

"Hum~"

The ground shook slightly.

All of a sudden, the pattern lit up.

The majestic transcendent aura surged up like a tide.

It was the breath of the Great Elder.

A group of people were terrified.

Compared to the last time.

The breath has strengthened a lot.

Recently, everyone has seen that every time the Great Elder comes, his aura will be stronger than the last time.

This kind of strengthening speed that is visible to the naked eye is really terrifying.

After a breath.

A large white mang rose up, transforming into a vague figure with an unrecognizable face.

It was Cheng Han.

The reason why he doesn't show his true colors is naturally to maintain a sense of mystery.

Without hesitation, the High Priest bowed deeply and saluted: "Welcome to the Great Elder!" ”

The other celebrants followed suit: "Welcome to the Great Elder!" ”

Cheng Han behaved very crisply, and said straight to the point: "High Priest, I am very satisfied with your work. ”

Whether it's building a plantation, cultivating a new weapon, or forming a legion of magic guns, the High Priest has worked very hard and is surprisingly efficient.

The High Priest was sincerely afraid: "You have won the prize." ”

Cheng Han took out the reward: "My research on totem poles has made progress again, and after a while, I will help you promote to Totem Venerable." ”

The heart of the high priest suddenly jumped wildly.

He was so excited that he couldn't even speak: "Feeling...... Thank you for your ...... Gift! ”

The other priests were each envious to death.

Meanwhile.

Their reverence for the Great Elder deepened.

Everyone present knew that the Great Elder hated living sacrifices very much, so he would never use the method of living sacrifices.

And from ancient times to the present day.

Is there ever an example of a Venerable being promoted without a living sacrifice?

Not a single one!

So.

If this happens, it will be a huge event.

It is a major event that changes history!

Cheng Han issued an order at the right time: "High Priest, five days later, you will personally lead the Demon Gun Legion to conquer the Blue Stone Tribe!" ”

The High Priest saluted again: "Your Excellency, I will do my best!" ”

This guy made up his mind that no matter what the cost, he would also fulfill the Great Elder's orders.

A group of chief priests are also gearing up, intending to show themselves well in the war.

The reward promised by the Great Elder to the High Priest was like a carrot in front of a donkey, which greatly aroused their desire to make a difference.

The so-called "Bluestone Tribe" is the tribe closest to Dawning City.

Now that the Magic Gun Legion has been formed, of course it is necessary to pull it out for a walk.

While the swarm has not yet arrived, it is time to train the army with the help of the Bluestone tribe.

*

Afar.

Next to a Grand Canyon.

Cheng Han looked at the tribe on the other side of the canyon and muttered in a low voice: "After this battle is fought and the population of the Blue Stone Tribe is plundered, I can be promoted to the king of totems." ”