Ryan held his staff and continued to communicate with Baroque as he slowly walked out of the tent.

Baroque followed behind Ryan, never looking at the hide.

Earnestly carry out Ryan's request not to move, not to fight at will.

*

The tent was not far from where the Beast God Stone Tablet was, and when the clear sky ended with three thunderbolts falling from Asmoro in a row, Ryan and Baroque, who was also dressed in black robes, ended the release of magic and landed from the sky.

The number of minotaurs in the tribe is not large, less than a thousand.

Minotaur warriors, warlocks, and marksmen, both adult and juvenile minotaurs. In the process of gathering his companions, Kenyon has already briefly explained the crisis in the Howling Plains, as well as some of the news such as the Minotaur False God and the True God.

Asmerro and Kenyon together, their words were extremely weighty.

Asmero is the only true shaman in the tribe, and the older Minotaurs are aware of their grief and doubts, but they choose to trust Asmeros and Kenyon.

No matter whether the information is true or wrong, as long as they can witness God's presence, even for just a moment, it will be their greatest luck in this life.

Ryan stood in front of the statue, and all the minotaurs had stood in a row under Asmerus' guidance.

The young minotaurs stood together, including Jamie Do, who had only one eye left.

Unaware of the other minotaurs' loyalty to the beast god or who the undead were who the undead invaded their consciousness, Kenyon had done his best to use his bloodline and perception to detect a few slightly unusual minotaurs with Asmerus and make them stand in the middle of the group.

Prevent them from escaping, and hope that the gods will save their companions.

Through the items rented in the shop, small transparent panels appear above each Minotaur's head, and only Ryan can clearly see their loyalty to the Beast God.

Excluding the undead Minotaurs, Ryan passed by each of the Minotaurs, and in the end, including Jamiedo, he selected only twenty Minotaurs with high loyalty.

The unchosen minotaurs are depressed, the chosen minotaurs are emotionally high, and their loyalty is recognized, which is an honor.

When you perceive the loss of your peers, your joy will subside and your mood will fall with you.

"Dear Mr. Michelle, my friend."

Faced with this result, Kenyon's expression did not change much, and there was still a faint frustration in his eyes.

Retracting from the twenty minotaurs in front of Ryan, Kenyon opened and closed his mouth, hesitated for a few seconds and asked, "About the ritual of requesting God's presence...... You don't need more people, do you? ”

Orcs are accustomed to living in groups, and there are many tribes of the same race.

Although Kenyon led a group of less than a thousand people, it was not a small tribe among the orcs.

The most important thing is that they claim to be loyal to the beast god, and ask the gods for their protection every day, and in the end, there are only twenty minotaurs who are loyal enough, not including himself.

Kenyon felt so defeated at the moment that he didn't even dare to ask what he really wanted to ask.

Not only Kenyon, but also the unchosen Minotaurs, who began to reflect on their beliefs.

"It's not bad that you weren't chosen, you're all loyal to the gods."

Ryan stopped in front of the beast god statue and said to Kenyon and the rest of the minotaurs, "I have chosen only the most loyal companions among you, and you can also pray together and ask for the will of the gods in the process of asking for the gods' presence."

When the will of merging is strong enough, the gods of faith ...... Perhaps he will answer your call as well. ”

Hearing this, the minotaur's depressed mood recovered slightly.

It's not that they're disloyal, it's just that loyalty isn't as high as their peers.

Although this is still a little sad, it is easier for the minotaur to accept than just now.

Moreover, in the upcoming ritual of divine presence, they will also be able to offer loyalty to the gods.

The minotaurs parasitized by the lich, in the absence of the lich's action and control, all their behavior is no different from that of their companions, and they do not know that they are being invaded by the lich.

"Offering loyalty to the Father is the mission of every Minotaur."

Asmoro raised his scepter, and all the minotaurs raised their heads at the same time and repeated the words in a loud voice.

The Minotaur's skin reddened with the words, their emotions mobilized, and Ryan could see the convergence of faith growing wildly.

The statue of the beast god, guarded by the Prophet and the Beastmaster's stele, did not give the minotaur any response.

Even so, they will never question God the Father again.

Asmero lowered the totem, and the emotionally charged shouts stopped instantly, and all the minotaurs faced the beast god statue at the same time.

Kenyon looked at Ryan with a respectful attitude, "Dear Mr. Michelle. ”

"May the gods answer your call."

Ryan let go of the staff in his hand, the Void Evidence on his finger shone with a mysterious starry sheen, and the Sky God Mark in his palm gradually appeared, flickering and shining.

Ryan stretched out the palm of the imprint towards the statue of the beast god, and the stone statue that had not reacted to the cry had no reaction, but the moment the imprint in Ryan's palm was aligned, the stone statue of the beast god began to flash with a bright red light like blood.

The false god located in the Misty Land opened his eyes, hesitating and thinking.

The true gods awaken from the darkness.

Without much guidance from Ryan, the moment he saw the red light flickering on the surface of the statue, the great shaman Asmero immediately understood what was going on.

Even though he knew that it might be a false god, when the majesty and oppression of the gods appeared on the stele, Asmero still couldn't control his excited spirit, and strode forward happily, stopping in front of the stele.

Asmoro put down the totem in his hand, and with a pious and humble attitude, he opened his mouth and called out to the stone tablet in the language of the Minotaur, "Great Father, may your will descend on the Plains of the Wind and bless your believers!" ”

"Great Father, bless you!"

As he spoke, Kenyon fell to his knees facing the stele, and the twenty minotaurs, along with the others, pleaded for divine presence in the language of the minotaurs.

When the False God and the Beast God sensed the will of the Sky God, Ryan lowered his hand and re-grasped the staff in his palm.

All the minotaurs faced the beast god statue at the same time, and the cries echoed through the tribe, their eyes and will burning like fire.

It was only when they felt that the will of the gods had appeared because of Michelle that the lich and the dark mage were truly panicked.

The coercion of the gods was stronger than they thought.

The lich has begun to pray, for it must be a false god who is called.

If the true gods had descended, they would have left too many traces on the Plains of Howling Wind to escape.

Not a god, without any resistance in front of the true God.

If the false gods come, they can also use the power of the Pope, even if the probability is very small, they can escape.

Michelle, the dangerous and mysterious businessman, no wonder doesn't care about their friendly hints.

Chapter 395

"Great Father—"

In the midst of the pleas led by Kenyon and Asmerro, the call of the Minotaurs grew stronger.

Centered on the stone statue of the beast god, the surrounding grass flutters in the direction of the wind, like the surface of the blue sea.

The stone statue of the beast god, the crimson glow like blood dripping heavily in the sea, and the waves that rush around it in a circle.

Touched by the blood-colored light, the stone statues of the Beastmaster and the Prophet who protect the beast god have life at the same time...... The statues opened their grey eyes, like spirits left in the place, and they faced the statue of the beast god, kneeling on one knee reverently, grateful for the short life bestowed by the gods.

Not the resurrection of light...... Giving life to the dead, the miracle made the Minotaurs who witnessed this moment more and more emotional.

"May God bless the Father!"

The fierce orc language echoed and crossed the Minotaur tribe, expanding with the wind of gunpowder dancing on the plains, and quickly spread to the entire Howling Plains.

As the stone statues of the prophet and the beastmaster moved, the bright sky darkened for a moment as they prayed silently. Gray clouds suddenly appeared, like a lion with his head held high to cover the light of unbridled aggression, and the noisy storm was the breath of you.

The gray cloud wanted to block out the light, but it wasn't that easy.

The coercion of the gods is condensing, and the evil spirits are dissipating.

But for a short moment, he hadn't even come, just a thought, the dying Nasanya bloomed again...... Evil hides itself deeper underground, hoping to escape divine power and divine punishment. ”

The more powerful the life, the more deeply the coercion can be felt, Baroque can't look up at the changing sky, he holds the prop in his hand, and silently whispers in Ryan's head.

"A short thought can change the rules of life......"

Baroque looked down at his feet, where there was a Nasanya, which was about to wither, withered in the blood-colored light and reborn, and quickly grew and stood tall new plants, blooming one after another with extremely delicate flowers with petals the same color as the red light.

Baroque was not afraid of the divine grace, his eyes were happy and excited, he let go of his soul to sense the coercion of the gods, and asked in Ryan's mind through the props: "Is this the divine power that has not yet decided to descend with such a strong sense of oppression?" ”

Ryan let go of the staff in his hand, and the mark of the god of the sky in his palm had not yet dissipated.

His finger touched the proof of the void, and the power of the void surrounded Ryan, and he could ignore the divine power of the moment, and only he could do it.

The lich and the dark mage, the source of the Howling Plains, were too close to the stone statue of the beast god, and they already felt the pain of their souls being burned by the flames.

Sensing that Baroque was growing through divine might, Ryan did not control the power of the void to protect him, and looked up slightly into the distance.

Looking at the world from afar, because of the advent of divine might, almost all the life on the Howling Plains showed a gesture of surrender at this moment.

Whether it is the Minotaur or the demonic beasts living on the Howling Plains, even the demonic plants, and the living forms including the orcs, the direction of submission is where the stone tablet is located.

In addition, when the sky is dark, the heaven and earth are strange due to the power of the gods, and the sense of oppression that belongs to the gods alone......

Human, Alien...... The orcs, prophets, and true shamans in the distance, who were the first to sense the will of the beast god, immediately left the place where they were at the moment, and did not even have time to assemble, and rushed towards the plains of the wind as fast as they could.

wind, water, earth and fire, as well as the central imperial city, etc......

Even if Kamui only appears in the sky above the Plains of Howling Winds, all living beings can sense Kamui's sense of oppression.

In the palace of the central imperial city, the bright ball of light in the hand of a 'priest' suddenly became half dark.

As his fingers wandered in the middle of the darkness, a double petal slowly fell from the sky.

The priest quietly stared at the figure in the light, accompanied by a slight laughter behind him, who came down on the breeze.

The divine and dangerous light and darkness divided the orb, and the priest's fingertips touched the other half of the sacred orb, so that the light temporarily retreated from the invasion of darkness, and the gray cloud won a brief victory.

*

"Not really Kamui, Baroque."

After observing for a moment, Ryan retracted his gaze, looked up at the sky with a relaxed mood, and said in Baroque's mind through the prop: "Only the hypocritical gods, in order to show their hard-won powerful divine power, will want to show their majesty all the time. ”

"You know God better than I do, and you must be right."

Baroque closed his eyes, "So, everything we perceive at the moment." It's not really the God, right? ”

The gray clouds finally gave way to light, and the sky changed.