Ujida felt a little irritable, she was far away from her native Gala Cave, and was walking in a very strange land, and it was true that she had accompanied the High Priest and her father on this path more than once, and she could still easily make out some strange trees and stones indicating which hidden path, which Yiren village was hiding in the mountains, but she knew that everything had been different since then.

On the day of the fall of Qingzhou, the spirits of wind and water let out a desperate scream in her ears that she had been deceived, allowing her to see the blood light that was about to happen in Qingzhou City before anyone else, and she saw that those transcendent beings were no different from refugees whose city was about to be destroyed, and they tried in vain to wake anyone up...... Anyone, yet these are in vain, and the god of corpses comes down and crushes and devours them, just as prophesied. This time, the elves did not even dare to scream, they were like children who thought they were lucky not to be discovered by the corpse god, biting their fingers, hiding themselves in any crevices, hiding themselves deep in the unconscious landscape, but these were also in vain, the corpse god had already noticed them, marked every pore where they hid, and predetermined the date of their destruction.

She had repeatedly held up the bronze bell given to her by the high priest in the wind, and let the wind blow the eulogy engraved in the bell, so that the Guru god could hear her call, and drive the invisible god to obey her commands, and now she didn't have to do that, the whole heaven and earth echoed with the sound of the wind chanting the name of the Guru god, as it used to echo in the bell, or rather, the whole world, at least this part of Yishan, has been completely transformed into a divine bell to pray to the Guru god, one green mountain after another is the bell wall, and the Yiren villages above and below the mountain are the names of the Guru engraved on them, and the wind and water circling in them are all prayers。

She knew that the villages were not as pious as they claimed, and that they carved their statues in the dark chambers in large and magnificently and magnificently and put them in the middle, pretending to be gods, and carved the great god Gruul ugly and short, and set aside them like servants, but it didn't matter.

No matter how much they made offerings and performed rituals for themselves and their ancestors, those were mortal after all, they had no power, they could not shelter them from wild beasts and natural disasters, let alone the wrath of the Gruul Greatness himself.

When they are confronted with wild beasts, in the face of natural disasters, in the face of an existence that they cannot resist, they will once again chant the name of the Gruul aloud and offer it the blood, and that is enough.

Every prayer they give, every sacrifice, brings the Gruul one step closer to this world, to their final destruction.

Do those foolish "immortals" think that by breaking the altar and killing the priests, they will uproot the faith of the Gruul God? No, as long as they cannot meet all the requirements of all mortals, those mortals will secretly preach the name of the Gruul and other dark gods, and they will not hesitate to give the whole world to themselves—including themselves—as long as they can satisfy their own selfish desires, and of course, they usually cannot understand even the first point correctly, let alone the second point.

As a disciple of the High Priest, Ujda was more familiar with the teachings and rituals of the Gruul than the usual country priests, and she had seen many times in the frenzied dances of the sacrifices, when the stones would burn like torches and flow like honey, and all the trees would glow and bend and tangle, and they, as priests of the Gruul, walked on the earth like a boiling porridge pot, and the shining stars flew around them, and the believers who followed them and offered sacrifices and prayers to the Gruul God did not exist in this world。

They are not the chosen vessels.

This is a secret that only true priests know, and it was only recently that the god Gruul recognized her and passed it on to her.

Those people, they think they eat, drink, fight, sleep, but in fact they are just a clay blank that the Guru god has placed on the huge wheel of heaven and earth, they are pulled by fate to shape, remove impurities, molded into vessels, and put the mark of the Guru, this is the reason why they attack each other all day long, and suffering never leaves them, just because suffering is the carving knife in the hands of the Guru God. If they had paused for a moment from the frenzied civil war, and thought that the mountains were so vast and their numbers so scarce, they could have stayed away from each other, and cultivated the land in peace, and reaped more benefits, but they only sang the praises of this blind civil war, for it was the way the Gruul God retained his influence among them.

Ujda's eyes widened, she didn't know where the blasphemous thought came from, and she quickly recited two prayers to strengthen her faith.

The god Guru had revealed to her the path ahead.

She was going to catch up with the girl and go through a series of rituals to bring the Guru god down on her, just as the monks in Qingzhou did. This is the best for that girl, she knows that at the moment of arrival, not to mention the girl's own consciousness is about to cease to exist, and even her body will be horribly distorted, but what is it compared to the glory she is about to receive?

A poor, sick, and disabled homeless man, when he is alive, is nothing more than dragging his heavy body from house to house begging for leftovers, and facing the bullying of wild dogs, and once he is dead, he is chosen as a "vessel" by a lowly monk , Let the spirit of that monk descend on him, immediately, he can wear luxurious monk's robes, eat delicacies from the mountains and seas, enter and exit the immortal family where the rich and rich in Qingzhou are not allowed to enter, and the pus body full of evil sores can sit on the throne of splendor, enjoy the worship of everyone, including the children of the immortal family, intimidate them, shock them, take their wealth and silk children as if they were his own, and live a life that he can never imagine in his life, for this homeless man, what is happier than becoming such a walking corpse?

What's more, what befell that girl was the existence of more than all monks, and although her consciousness would be erased, the blessings she herself enjoyed were beyond the reach of anyone in this world!

If it weren't for the great god's personal revelation, Ujida would have won this opportunity! Now, she could only be satisfied with the fate of the second level, that is, when the Gruul god descended on the girl and killed her, and took her body, the Gruul god's subordinate gods would also descend on her, destroy her consciousness, and turn her into a sub-god walking on the earth's throne!