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"What's wrong with the god you've just heard about, you're going to attack him?" the lich's voice responded quickly, "Good, go ahead...... I wish you to see what spiritual pressure is all about. ”

When I'm dead, you'll be able to escape, right?

"I'm going to fish it out...... Fish it out at least once. Edward sneered.

"Are you sure it's going to happen?"

"If it's as 'smart' as I expected. ”

But since it was a beast, the way to deal with it was the most effective way to deal with it...... As long as he dared to release his doppelganger to appear on the main material plane, Edward could kill him almost in a minute, plundering its power, and if he was lucky, he might be able to completely wipe out this god for the second time, and even kill him in his kingdom and kill his body.

Sounds a bit obscene.

Usually, without enough price, it is impossible to tempt a god doppelganger to go down to earth, after all, a doppelganger will waste a certain amount of divine power, and now, under the situation that Pandori's influence spreads all over the world, the connection between the gods and believers has weakened, which will inevitably cause a certain loss of faith, which is nothing to those powerful gods, but those demigods, weak gods and the like, will definitely be eager to find a way to make up for such losses.

For a hunter, taking advantage of the anxiety of the target of the pursuit to lure it into the hub is undoubtedly the most appropriate measure.

What could be more important to a deity than divine power and divine power?

Although this power is claimed to be one of the strongest forces in the multiverse, it is actually not without weaknesses. And judging from the battles with several gods in succession these days, Edward knew that the biggest problem with this power was. can be converted to each other. For example, Rose, as the queen of spiders, swallowed up the power of gods such as Kiawin Sali, Velon, and Guannade. Guannard, in particular, has been absorbed by Rose several times. But as long as the core god of Guannard is not damaged, it will still not fall, and the example of Elistria, who is sealed in the royal power, does not count as a fall either

God, on the other hand, is the subject of a deity. It is the most primitive essence of it, and the divine power is only something that is condensed by faith and serves the gods, and if it is used figuratively, it is a universal tool for the gods, although they can use it themselves, but others want to use it. You can also use it to grab it.

Whichever side is strong, the divine power can be controlled by which side. There may be troubles in the process, but it is not completely incompatible.

So, all Edward had to do was simply cast the bait.

"It's a bit rough, although the inference is pretty good. There are no flaws. ”

As for the human strategy, the spirit sucks the monster and the lich said, but almost unexpectedly retorted in the second half of the sentence: "It may be enough to deal with this guy, but have you ever thought about the problems of other gods?"

"As long as they accumulate enough strength, do they dare to act lightly?"

Edward's brow jumped. It feels like Katzeyek is thinking a little farther than he is-

"No, I mean what they think. The stronger your power is, the more the gods will only be more and more suspicious of you, and now you are still safe, but it is because what you have done is not beyond the bottom line that the gods can tolerate, but this balance is already very fragile, how do you think that if you attack a god now, how will they react, do you think that dead letter can really restrain their actions?"

"It's just a lowly evil god. ”

"Whether it is good or evil, he is a god, as a human being, you should know how much power the fear of the unknown can use, right? If a beast devours one of a group of people, do you think the crowd will tremble and pray that it will not eat the second one, or will they organize to kill the beast?"

Katzejek's voice tinged with a little irritation.

"If the beast is hiding in the jungle, and everyone is in danger of facing it alone, then humans usually choose to protect the wall," Edward nodded, "Prepare the psionic props, and we'll deal with this guy tomorrow at dawn." ”

It's dawn.

A palm-sized sun slowly peeked out of the back of the mountain with half an orange-red face, but the dim light could not drive away the slightest chill on the ground...... For a small southern city like Burgundy, the so-called moon of rotten leaves is still the early autumn solar term with residual heat, but thousands of miles away, the steppes of the foothills of the Krurod Mountains, the footsteps of winter, have already flown down the foothills with the north wind, and together with the frost flowers, covering the valley of Tagong Mountain, it will take away the last green in this grassland that is only a few dozen miles in circumference, leaving only a layer of traces of frost-covered withered grass.

Tagong Mountain, the full name is Tagong Kratama, the meaning of 'misty mountain' in the Krurod native language, this mountain is only more than 100 miles away, but because it goes down along the branch of Krurod, more than half of the year, the top of the mountain will be surrounded by the fog of snow sublimation, when the east sun falls, the heavy ice and snow cold fog will fall along the steep foothills, mixed with the residual heating in the valley, bringing the last freezing rain of the year.

It only takes one night for this sparse rain mixed with ice crystals to bring the temperature below freezing, and the chill of impending winter burrows into everyone's neck and armpit, prompting the herdsmen to hurry up and prepare for the arrival of winter, and within three days, the last moisture on the earth will be completely frozen, and together with the snow water, it will become a thick ice shell.

"The tail of the stinky mouse, the god of the mountain will punish your ......"

Sanji lifted a bucket of water with ice ballast from the stream and cursed in a low voice, but it was not because of the sting of the icy water that ran down the back of his hand—but because the stream was mixed with grass root dregs, so that the little girl had to empty the bucket, and once again swam a few steps into the stream, breaking open a layer of ice floe, and finding a deeper hole to fill the bucket for the most part. I looked down and sniffed, and the smell of cow and sheep dung was almost gone.

Sanji breathed a sigh of relief. Slowly walked back in the direction of the hillside, cursing the fussy old cow along the way. If it weren't for the beast's nose, she wouldn't have had to beat it with a bucket of water several times. Fortunately, my mother's milk soup in the morning was thick enough, and the milk cubes were thick and sweet enough, so even if I soaked it in the arm water a few times, my body was still warm and dry, and there was no chill.

Unfortunately, when the sun rises over the edge of the tent, the momentum will fade. After all, milk is not as full as jerky......

The little girl jumped forward and shook the two pigtails that were tied up, because she remembered that this year's frost and rain came a few days earlier than last year, which may be a sign of a big cold wave, and she didn't know if the old cow could survive, if not, the family would not worry about next year's jerky. She didn't even have to carry water for it alone, running back and forth.

But soon this little excitement faded from the little girl's mind, for she suddenly remembered that there were only three milking cows left in the house, and that if the old cow died, there would be a few hundred pounds of dried meat for the next year. But if she didn't have half of the milk, she would still be hungry.

Cattle and sheep are the property of the family and part of the life of the shepherd. It is extremely precious, so only milk is an important guarantee for herders to survive the long and harsh winter. It is important to ensure that nothing is wasted, although there are always some frail cattle and sheep frozen to meat in the winter snowstorm. But for the shepherds, the meat was only a staple that could not be used for the sake of the stomach after the failure of protection, not a delicacy that could be enjoyed in the heavens.

Eight-year-old Sanji couldn't say this clearly, but he had already vaguely perceived it.

But for a child of Sanchi's age, the uneasiness also came and went faster - today was the day to worship the god of the mountain, so Grandma was preparing fresh cheese, and she could eat the freshest cheese all day. If you're lucky, you might even get some fresh lamb dedicated to the god of the mountains...... Although Abba never allowed a few children to eat it, Abba could always sneak a little.

Actually, maybe even if you eat it yourself, you don't have anything, because every time Abba has less meat, although he will shout, but he never really investigates who stole it, and finally just sighs and says that he is disrespectful to the great god, and if he dies in the future, he will not be able to enjoy the good things in the patriarch's house by the side of the great god.

"Mouse Ji!"

A shrill voice made the little girl stop suddenly, she turned her head to glare at the two or three galloping ponies behind her, snorted, and ran quickly towards her tent.

However, it is impossible for a man to run faster than a horse, so before she has run a few steps, three horses have already caught up from the side, circled her, and surrounded her in the middle.

"It's worthy of a rat...... How fast are you running?" On the leading red horse, a girl grabbed the reins of the horse and laughed loudly: "I have to tell you good news." ”

Sanchi bit his lip and did not speak,

She knows, the other party can't say any good news,

And sure enough, the girl laughed loudly: "Just now, the people who went to find the Divine Stone came back, and they said, your Abba is dead!"

"Liar!"

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She stared into the distance with wide eyes, for she didn't know when there was a shadow of someone in her sight.

The little girl tried to look at it a few times, but she couldn't figure it out, because it seemed that the figure had not walked at all, and it was fluttering and fluttering, and it was gradually approaching before her eyes.

Or maybe it's because of the robes on this person's body?

Although it had long floor-to-ground legs and wide sleeves, it looked light and soft, and rolled in countless waves with his steps, a far cry from the shepherds' thick and heavy cloth robes. The robe, in particular, was black that Sanchi had never seen before, and even under the morning sun, it could still be compared to the darkest color that the children of the prairie could think of on the shady hillside in the middle of the night. Sanji stared at the fluttering robe for a while, but he found that he was somehow covered with coldness, and his hands and feet kept shaking, as if he didn't know where the hot milk and a few large pieces of fried wheat cheese he had drunk in the morning had gone.

"Little one, have you started sacrificing to the mountain?"

A voice rang in my ears. The little girl finally came back to her senses and took a step back. Putting down the bucket in his hand, Sanji glared at the strange short man, and then suddenly remembered something related to such a person: "Are you ...... Is it someone from the west? is it Tumi...... The people of Nice?"

"Yes. Have you started worshipping the mountain?"

"Not yet, the people who went out to look for the stones have not returned, they ......"

Sanji nodded and subconsciously responded, but didn't wait for the little girl to finish. A pale hand stretched out of the black robe, and put a handful of golden things on the front lining of Sanchi's leather robe, and then let the little girl reach out and pull at the piece of skin.

Sanchi's eyes widened as he looked at the little golden discs in his pocket...... Trade on the steppes is basically bartered in its primitive form, even if there are dozens of copper coins. It will only be available in the market five hundred miles away, six months later, not to mention a little girl like Sanchi, even if she is an old herdsman who is dozens of years old, she may not have seen these gold coins in her life.

However, it is precisely because I have never seen it. So Sanchi quickly looked up and ...... Open your mouth wide.

On the ground, a thin layer of frost suddenly shook and made a soft noise, and the turf on the ground swelled. It seems that there are countless huge rock rats digging under the soil layer in an instant. The grass on the ground had already fallen in large patches, and then, in Sanchi's gaze, the soil began to erupt like a rockslide in the rainy season, but in the blink of an eye, the rumbling tremors stopped, and there was already a platform on the ground that was hundreds of feet square.

Sanji's eyes widened as he looked at the extra thing in this instant, and then he reached out and began to rub his eyes, and the gold coins in his clothes fell to the ground with a bang, but even if he rubbed his eyes into tears, there was no change in front of him, and the earthen platform was arching from the ground, and the strange scene made the shepherd child finally kneel on the ground, and then shouted, and ran towards his own yurt.

"The mountain god is coming, the mountain god is coming!"

She shouted like this—although the qiē in front of her was something she had never experienced in her life, Sanji was a smart child, so she remembered in a trance that the layers of earthen platforms in front of her looked a little similar to the big platforms that their tribe used to bow down to the gods of the mountains in the spring, but they were much more neat than the things that the adults piled up with stones.

Not only are they neat, but they are also more regular.

The three layers of earth terraces soon solidified, the dark brown of the sand subsided, replaced by the blue and white of the rocks, and the sides of each layer, on the sixteen neat rocks, carried deep traces that seemed to be messy, but in fact orderly.

"Sure enough, it's the god of the mountain, His Majesty......"

The inhabitants of the grassland live in pursuit of water and grass, when the ice and snow melt, they have to drive the carriage and ox cart to find new pastures for all kinds of livestock, from the month of melting snow to the month of falling leaves, the climate of Krurod is warm, the water and grass are abundant, it is the golden season of grazing, but the herdsmen who live without a fixed place are by no means as free as the outside world imagines, although the grassland is large, freedom has never come to its people, every piece of pasture land has been divided by the tribes of all sizes according to their respective power circles, as the golden tribe of the Khan King is the most noble and powerful, almost occupying most of the rich water and grass in the southern foothills, and the remaining tribes can only struggle in their own barren places。

The power of nature is impossible to speculate, a heavy snow a few days in advance, can take all the vitality of a tribe's hundreds of people, more than a third of the livestock died, and people will not be able to continue to survive the next year's reincarnation, so even if it is a drought and grass dry winter snow storm, those big tribal patriarchs do not allow the neighboring herdsmen to enter the territory to take refuge and protect the livestock, for fear that these bitter people who have lost their survival support will suddenly rise up and seize them at any cost

Therefore, such a small valley surrounded by the middle of the mountains has become the only natural barrier that the herders can rely on, and when the cold wind from the eastern glacier arrives, the Krurod is blocked by the wind and snow, and only this few valleys can allow the herders to live and escape the cold.

The life of suffering requires spiritual sustenance, so the people of these tribes, when winter comes, will set up a high platform to offer sacrifices to the god of the mountain, asking him to send down divine power to protect more livestock from freezing to death after the arrival of the wind and snow, so that the shepherds can live in peace.

Normally, this kind of ritual is mostly just a formality, but under the exchange of divine power, someone noticed that the Tiger King God would really patronize such a festival occasionally, looking for something desirable from those sacrifices to enjoy, although the probability is closer to random, but at least at the beginning of this festival, it will come to pay attention.

Although he could not research anything more, through this rune, Edward had already understood some of the secrets of the Tiger King's connection with the main material plane.

Even if the lich's body is purified into ashes, it will not affect its power, and it is naturally the best helper for this kind of action......

An incarnation of a deity.

In fact, he alone is almost able to deal with this tiger king, and there is no need for Edward to take action himself.

If it senses that it is growing stronger, is it possible for it to hold back its curiosity?

The answer, of course, is no.