Heroic Death System

At night, most of the Yi people did not fall asleep, and dozens of young and middle-aged people took turns to watch the night to prevent the beasts from attacking.

The fascinating gods are also left in the camp and guarded with them. He was outside the tent of the patriarch's daughter Karma. The 12-year-old girl was lying in bed with her eyes closed and praying in whispering, asking the gods to bless her people.

As she prayed, she felt that a force was slowly coming to him, meager and pure, like diluted honey.

At this moment, a few rushing police whistle suddenly came to the edge of the camp, and the people who were sleeping in silence suddenly woke up from their dreams. Young and middle-aged people pick up their weapons and concentrate on them, while the elderly, children and women stay in tents, waiting uneasyly for danger, or death.

They can't participate in the battle, they can only pray for the silent people in their hearts. The number of people who prayed gradually increased, and the influx of power into the body was also increasing. The originally dry Linghai finally showed a little water.

"Oh--" A beast broke the silence of the night, arrogantly proclaiming it or their arrival.

The Yi people hold their weapons and are treated with rigor. However, when they saw a **** wolf that only saw the fierce light coming out of the bushes, the blood of the face disappeared in an instant.

Twenty blood wolves, with scarlet eyes, stared excitedly at the prey in front of them.

The Yi people now have more than two hundred people, and nearly half of them are old and young women. Fighting with more than twenty blood wolves, although not to destroy the family, it will certainly pay a huge price.

The Yi people all looked grim, and the weapons in their hands were ready to meet the upcoming war. A wolf screamed, and the blood wolf swayed back and was ready to go.

As the two sides are on the verge of exploding, a light and shadow suddenly falls in the air, condensing into a vague human figure in the open space between the blood wolf and the human.

He is a strong man with a skull mask on his face and a sledgehammer in his hand. The transparent hair breaks slowly floating in the air, and there seems to be a group of blue wildfires burning at the waist, sprinkling everything around him. I got a piece of fluorescence.

The fierce blood wolf, because of his appearance, screamed uneasy and groaned and walked back and forth in the same place.

The Yi people here are a surprise, and this illusion is obviously the embodiment of a god. But their gods self-annihilated more than a hundred years ago, and it is very difficult to reshape the gods. They have tried many times and failed. Until now, still can't have their own gods, belonging to God and abandoning one, which is one of the reasons why they have never been accepted by other ethnic groups.

The form of this **** in front of you is completely different from the spirit they originally believed in. This "quaint" and unconstrained style can be traced back at least a thousand years ago...

It is still possible to gather this shape and gamble on all the powers of the gods he has accumulated over the past few days. It is necessary to scare away the wolves with bluffing powers and to make a brilliant appearance in front of the Yi people. It can be described as a ruin, only success can not fail!

However, this group of blood wolves did not go to the road, and he never stopped talking to him.

More than a thousand years ago, the evil spirits existed in the world of catastrophe, but now even the little blood wolf can't stand. It’s really a **** that is not as good as a dog!

Seeing the blood wolf is eager to move, it seems that I want to challenge the power of God, but I can still condense the last strength, raise the hammer in my hand, and throw it at them in a very coquettish posture.

The hammer, with its mighty power, screamed into the wolves, and then bloomed a brilliant fireworks on them.

The blood wolf seemed to be scared, howling a few times, and Cangjie fled, and it was hidden in the night.

Although his hammer shape is ugly, the threat effect is good.

At this time, there was a cheer behind him. I still want to go back and make a handsome pose, and come to a historic meeting with his future believers. Who knows that he has not waited for him to move, his body is like broken glass, turned into countless scum, disappeared into everyone. In sight.

The Yi people are still cheering, completely unaware of the gods that have just been domineering, but they have already collapsed after throwing a hammer.

The fascinating gods were forced to return to their idols and once again fell into a state of hunger and thirst.

"What kind of **** is that?" After the Yi people got rid of the crisis, they began to speculate on their acceptable status.

“Where did you see it?”

"I also feel very familiar, especially the hammer."

As everyone guessed, a girl said: "He is the **** in the temple on the top of the mountain, named 'Uno.'"

The name of the evil **** Unos was engraved on the hammer, but because the ancient glyphs were different from the modern ones, they were recognized as "uno".

The girl who opened the mouth was the daughter of the patriarch, and then several children echoed: "It is the **** of Uno."

The patriarch has some doubts: "We are not believers of Uno God. Why did he come to help us?"

"Because we have to offer him." One child is proud. "Every time we harvest the fruit, we will bring a few to Uno."

Everyone was surprised. Just because of the offerings of several children and a few worthless mountain fruits, was the **** willing to help? When they first saw the dilapidated temple, they all thought that this **** was weak and could not protect their believers before they were abandoned in the mountains.

But from the situation just now, it seems that this is not the case. This **** can easily expel the beast, at least to the standard of the median god, and this **** must have a certain combat power.

The gods have strengths and weaknesses, and the attributes are different. Some gods have no fighting power, such as the **** of harvest, the **** of kitchen, the **** of art, and so on. In the troubled continent, the gods associated with the battle are the most popular. They are strong, courageous and pioneering, and can give his believers enough strength to develop and grow. The Yidi, which believes in God of War, is the best example.

How can a **** who is willing to spend the power to protect their fighting spirits just because of the offering of several children, how can they be abandoned by his believers? The only explanation is that his believers are all sacrificed in a huge disaster or battle.

Thinking of this, the Yi people are quite upset. They lost their gods, and this **** lost its own believers. Their encounter seems to be a wonderful fate.

Almost no discussion was long, and the Yi people decided to regard the Uno **** as the **** they believed in in the future.

Early the next morning, the patriarch came to the temple with the tribes and began to clean up and repair. The youngest people in the family were responsible for scrubbing the gods.

I am still very satisfied with this. It’s just that the body is wiped off by a few men and it always feels weird. Especially after scrubbing the parts of the animal skin skirt, I don't know if it was intentional. These guys are very careful.

One of them said: "The glory of the fighting **** is particularly heroic. Today, when you look at it, it is really different."

Said, but also sketched a few times by hand.

Yes: I will let go of your claws immediately, otherwise I will be welcome.

Wearing a animal skin skirt is not good at all. It does not cover the "yang" at all, and it may be embarrassed by some ignorant human beings at any time.

One paw has not left yet, and another paw has reached out: "Let me try!"

Try a hair! Touching his majesty, can you not have inferiority with these caterpillars? !

"Nanmu, Qiuxiao, what are you two **** doing?" The patriarch glared at the two young men who were disregarding the gods. "Give me respect, what do you want to do?"

Nanmu and Qiuxiao looked at each other and narrowed their necks. Finally, they no longer messed around and scrubped the statues honestly.

But it was already late, and it was acceptable to eat the tofu in vain and decided to retaliate. The evil spirit is the curse and the **** of killing. With his current strength, although there is not much combat power, the next little curse can still be done.

For example, let them fall and hit a head or something.

Just listening to a few sounds, Nanmu and Qiu laughed at each other, one fell from the desk, and one accidentally hit the wall behind the statue.

Others saw it and laughed.

The patriarch rebuked: "This is a warning from the gods, and you will dare not disrespect him afterwards!"

The people subconsciously looked at the gods, and then they all stopped, and the laughter gradually disappeared.

I saw the top of the stone platform, and the Uno **** sat on it. The mask on his face was sturdy and mighty. The hammer was placed on the side of the body. One hand was placed on the wooden handle and the other hand was placed on the leg. The various shapes of the beasts on the neck represent the braveness of the master, the strong and graceful body, full of the rhythm of strength.

"Uno God, the Dai patriarchs met and led all the people to pray for blessings." The patriarch took the lead and prayed devoutly to the gods.

Others have also fallen, and their looks are awe.

“Since then, the Yi people will become your faithful devotees and offer you our most devout faith.”

With the belief of the Yi people, it is still possible to feel that a powerful force has once again enriched his knowledge of the sea, as if he had regained his life.

The Yi people bowed to him in accordance with the ancient ceremony. Every time they bowed, the light on the gods shines. When they complete the seven worships, the ancient gods that have been dusted for more than a thousand years, finally show him again in front of the world. The style. The luster of gold and bronze, like the morning sun, envelopes all the people in the temple.

In this dilapidated temple, a group of people suffering from dust and suffering have signed a contract with the ancient evil spirits, and they have been interdependent and shared with each other.

In the days that followed, I was able to get some power from the Yi people almost every day, although not many, but very pure. In order to be free from their offerings, they are also able to guard the group of believers with due diligence, to protect them from wild animals, and to settle here safely.

At the same time, he is also accumulating the power of the gods in order to cope with the unpredictable dangers of the future.