Ryan's voice was indifferent, and he continued to explain in Asmoro's puzzled eyes, "I have the blessing of the god of the sky, and the body used by the false god does not dare to approach me. When I have everything I need, the false gods and the true gods with the fragments of the Godhead will be aware of it at the same time.

Because of the blessing and favor of the god of the sky, the called false god and the true god will come down to one.

The Pope is looking for a powerful being, he needs to make himself stronger by absorbing the power of others, the title of the god is still in your father, and the false god is not the real god. As long as they cause a war, the papal conspiracy will be revealed.

The false god cannot find the true God, and when his will comes down by calling, the true God can find the true nature of the false god. ”

Asmoro: "If this is the case, my companions will fail in the ritual and will attract the bodies that the false gods once used......

Isn't it because the false gods are worried about being discovered, so they don't dare to descend to the will? ”

"It is not ruled out that there is no such possibility."

Ryan bowed, "Whether true gods or false gods, as long as they feel called, the coming will surely solve something." I'm not completely sure, everything will be as I think, maybe it's not a false god or a real beast god.

The only thing I know for sure is that they won't hurt you, as for what will happen when I leave the Plains...... Again, I can't necessarily guarantee that the Pope won't get angry and retaliate. ”

"In short, the choice is yours." Ryan, "Your people already have a companion under the control of the Lich, and you need to make a decision as soon as possible. ”

"Please wait a moment, honorable Mr. Michelle."

Asmero bowed his head to Ryan in an extremely respectful and friendly manner.

"Of course, Asmoro." Ryan, "Whatever decision you make, you don't need to judge according to my will, just follow your own ideas. ”

"Thank you very much for your kindness."

Asmero held the scepter in his hand and looked sideways at Kenyon.

Kenyon grasped the horn hanging from his neck in his right hand and nodded to Asmero without hesitation.

Even if Michelle is not forced, at this moment, they have only one choice.

Even with the help of the false gods, the Howling Plains will not last long.

According to Michelle's words just now, if the false god fights the pope, the false god will be killed by the true god......

Asmero closed his eyes and opened them, the patterns on the totem changing with his thoughts, as well as the magic patterns on his face.

Asmero looked at Ryan, with a real mark in his pupils, and asked in a slightly confused tone: "Dear Mr. Michelle, I beg your pardon for taking the liberty of making a final confirmation with you......

Excuse me, how does it benefit you to ask God to come? ”

"It's not good."

Ryan pondered in his heart and replied in a calm voice, "If I had to say a reason, it would be that when the greedy Pope needs to devour powerful gods, I hope to record the moment when he collaborated with the Dark Mage and the Lich, so that the wind can spread his sins throughout the continent." ”

"And there's another reason." Ryan, "I don't know exactly why, but I hope the Beast God will take advantage of the opportunity......

I hope that the favor of the gods on my body can attract the pseudo-gods, and the beast gods can successfully retrieve the fragments of the godhead. ”

There is no need to discuss too much with the people, time is pressing, and the presence of God is the language of everything.

Asmeros hadn't seen the presence of the gods in the clouds, but he had heard Kenyon mention it many times.

Michelle will make this decision at the moment, he must be very confident.

So......

It's too tangled, and it's not the Minotaur's character.

Also, maybe Michelle -

In Asmoro's mind at this moment, he thinks that the mysterious merchant is just a layer of identity for Michelle, and he should be the messenger of the great god.

"Michelle ......"

Asmoro held the most important totem in his hands horizontally and lowered his head towards Ryan, "Your kindness and kindness...... May your thoughts come true, and you will always be a respectable friend of the orcs. ”

Asmoro: "May God the Father bless us, and may God forgive us our past mistakes." ”

When he saw Asmero's move, Kenyon instantly understood his decision.

Offering hands to a totem that is more important than life is the highest ritual among shamans.

Kenyon removed the horns from his neck that only chiefs could blow, strode over to Asmero, and bent slightly with him.

Jamiedo's status was much lower than Asmero and Kenyon, so he stopped behind them and got down on one knee respectfully facing Ryan.

"Michelle, it's the luck of the orc clan to meet you."

Kenyon held his horn in both hands and bowed his head to Ryan, "May God the Father bless me, Michelle, and I will lead all the people of the tribe to submit to your submission and become your loyal people." ”

Jamiedo did not have any words and expressed his submission with deeds.

"Asmoro, Kenyon, I will not fail your trust."

Lane didn't directly take the totem and horn, touched the space ring, and took out three special contracts, "Sign a contract with me and become my people." Kenyon, Asmero, you are still the leader and shaman of the clan, and when the matter on the Howling Plains is settled, I will take you back to my territory. ”

Baroque opened his eyes after a full meal, and his voice was arrogant, "Michelle's territory, it is a very beautiful and peaceful place.

It is indeed a blessing of divine grace to meet Michelle. ”

Whether it's the Minotaur, or it's himself.

If he hadn't met Ryan, one of him and Cyril would have died at some point in the future.

According to the contract between him and Cyril, if Baroque dies, Cyril will be destroyed at the same time, and Cyril's death Baroque's life will not be affected too much.

The confiscation of the totem and horn left Asmero and Kenyon a little overwhelmed.

Recalling the previously mentioned people and friends, Kenyon was quicker than Asmeros.

"May God the Father bless you, be grateful for the luck, and be grateful for the fact that we can meet Michelle."

Kenyon stood up with the horn in his hand, strode in front of Ryan, and bent his waist even more, continuing to maintain the posture of offering the horn.

Ryan understood what he meant, chuckled and suspended the scroll of the contract in the air, and his mental power turned into a hand to take the horn in Kenyon's palm and hang it around his neck.

Similarly, Ryan Psychic took the totem from Asmoro's flat and returned it to the shaman.

Asmoro's face disappeared with the magic lines on his face, and he folded his hands, "Father God bless, thank you for being lucky enough to meet you." ”

The three minotaurs then took the scroll of the contract.

Kenyon took a quick look at it, and immediately looked at Ryan in surprise.

Ryan sensed his confusion and explained in a soft whisper, "I hope that there are more aliens in the territory and that the territory is richer, and I hope you will help me cultivate more Nasanya and demonic beasts." ”

Kenyon slammed his chest hard and pledged his allegiance to Ryan, writing his name on the end of the parchment scroll in blood.

Ryan takes back the contract with his name signed.

Asmero held the totem in both hands, thought for a few seconds, and then looked up at Ryan and asked respectfully, "Lord Michel, I don't know what else you need us to do next." ”

The name on the contract was Ryan, and Asmoro was surprised that Ryan could become a mysterious merchant, and the expression on his face did not reveal it in the slightest.

Become a mysterious merchant as a human and call on God to ......

Asmeros had never heard of such a thing, and he felt more and more that Ryan must be the messenger of the gods.

Similarly, Kenyon didn't directly call Ryan by his real name, "Lord Michelle, if you have something that you need me to do, I'll prepare it now." ”

"It's not convenient for me to tell anyone who I am, just remember to call me Michelle when walking outside, only my territory is the safest."

Ryan, "With me here, the way to call upon the Divine Presence is actually very simple, it requires the most fearful of the beast gods and the devotees of the gods.

The existence of the Divine Dependents is even more special, they are born with signs, and I was not aware of the existence of the Divine Dependents in the tribe. ”

"Every orc believes in God the Father, and without a god, there must be fanatics among our companions."

Kenyon held the horn in his hand, closed his eyes and faced Ryan, and after mobilizing the emotions of his blood and heart, he asked, "Michelle, I wonder if I, as a chief, can still reach a fanaticism in my loyalty to the beast god?" ”

He didn't know exactly how far the fanaticism was going.

It's just that because of the words that Ryan just mentioned, his faith is not faithful enough......

"I'm sorry."

Ryan shook his head slightly, "Neither you nor Asmero's faith is enough to be called fanatic. ”

Chapter 394

When he knew he wasn't strong enough in his beliefs, Kenyon knew he wouldn't and didn't deserve to be a fanatic.

Obviously he already had such thoughts in his heart, but after hearing Ryan's affirmative answer, Kenyon still felt extremely disappointed.

They are not strong enough in their faith in God, and they are not even aware of the strangeness of God the Father, but they are still asking for protection.

At the time of Kenyon's inquiry, Asmeros had already ascertained the answer, and he was once confused and questioned by the sacrifice of his kind, even if his faith was still strong, and he no longer deserved to be called a fanatical believer.

"Dear Mr. Michelle, I have some doubts."

Asmero held his totem and faced Ryan, his voice older than before, hiding a burning rage, anger against the false gods.

Ryan gripped the floating staff, jaws motioning for him to continue.

"Mr. Michelle." Asmoro looked sideways at his side, and asked uncertainly, "You only affirm that Kenyon and I are not faithful enough in our faith, is it ...... Jamie more than him?" ”

Hearing this, Kenyon and Baroque looked at Jamiedo at the same time.

Jamiedo, who was watching, was a little flustered and apprehensive, and his heart was beating wildly.

Baroque could not perceive faith, and neither could Kenyon. They didn't notice anything special in Jamiedo, and withdrew their gaze to Ryan.

Ryan faced Jamiedo, quickly communicated with the system in his mind, and after paying the gold coins, he shook his head and replied, "I'm sorry, Jamiedo is more loyal to the beast god than you, but his faith alone is not enough, and it is not enough to call the Divine Presence." ”

Jamie Doe suddenly felt a little frustrated and lost.

Compared to Kenyon and Asmoro, the much younger Jamie expects to be a fanatic, but worries that he is really a fanatic.

Compared to the older orcs, Jamie Doe had never felt the grace of God, he knew his heart, and he had also been confused and doubtful about the existence of the Beast God.

"You're saying that just one more Jamie isn't enough, right?"

Asmero was keenly aware of Ryan's words, and guessed from his words, "One Jamie is not enough, but he is loyal enough."

If my understanding is correct, Mr. Michelle, if there were multiple minotaurs as loyal to the Father as Jemido, and they all offered their faith at the same time, would they be able to achieve the same ability as the fanatics, to ask the Father, or the one who pretended to be a god? ”

They believe in beast gods, but at the moment the beast gods and false gods ...... There are some things they can't say too much, or they will reveal Michelle's plans.

Kenyon's gaze wandered between Ryan and Jamiedo, who looked at the shaman and replied, "Indeed, Asmoro. It doesn't matter if I don't find fanatics and gods, as long as there are enough Minotaurs who are as loyal to the beast god as Germido, or even more loyal than Jamiedo, I have a way to call out to the gods on the whistling plains. ”