Chapter 2401

At the moment, it's like a bean curd dregs project, breaking itself up, or even bursting from the inside.

After a long period of divine nourishment, this statue has long become a symbol of the faith of the tribe, a node for collecting believers, and also the most obvious symbol of his existence.

Every member of the HAZ tribe has worshipped the statue since he was a child. He grew up listening to his heroic deeds. Some people have lived for more than half of their generation and have never seen their ancestors. All their impressions come from the statue.

Now, hundreds of his followers are dead, and more than 500 of them have been abandoned by him. The collapse of their faith and the curse before their death are the most sincere and true manifestation of their wishes.

They want to expose HAZ, saying that he is a false god, that he is not worthy to be a totem, that he should die, that he is only worthy to be a bedbug in the sewer.

All the last wishes for haze were to let him die, to let the faith collapse, so the statue which symbolized him was destroyed

The firm and incomparable heiyaoshi was destroyed in this way. Heiyaoshi was destroyed. It was only a thing of faith, and it was only a dead thing after all.

Of course, haze is not dead, although the divine power is dissipating, and the magic power of omnipotence and control of heaven and earth is being stripped and dissipating between heaven and earth.

The collapse of faith, together with the final curse of the believers, first destroyed the statue, and finally appeared in him.

The consequences were very serious. He was shocked from the source. He saw hundreds of believers curse themselves desperately. These are his tribal people and his descendants.

Now, he is cursing him with his life. This close connection goes directly to his origin and causes serious damage.

He had to fight with all his mind and will. He became an ordinary savage and quickly killed a curser. The power of the curse was really a little less.

Then, he continued to kill, with the fastest speed, all of them had been immersed in the battle of the original space, and his body lost control and fell straight from the fall.

And the three of them, who are on their way, look frightened and confused. How can the powerful haze fall down? Is he also caught.

Olivier's figure flickered and appeared below. As soon as he was about to catch the falling haze, he had already reflected. His hand hesitated for a moment, and he even drew back like lightning when he was about to touch him.

They were afraid. Just now, each of them had touched those patients, breathed the air there, and even splashed a lot of blood foam on their bodies.

Although they have a strong body protection energy layer in their body, protecting their bodies from external forces all the time, they are confident.

However, when they saw that HAZ fell for no reason at all, they were just dumbfounded. They couldn't believe that HAZ was a God. He had been a totem of the legend many years ago.

Even he was attacked, the disease is too fierce, not to mention these people, looking at the high-speed fall back of haze, the three faces twitch, also feel that there is something wrong with haze.

His momentum was pitifully weak. He didn't feel the brilliance that could not be ignored like the sun before. Now, he was like an ordinary warrior.

If something happened, it must have happened. Even God could not be spared from the disease. Naturally, they were the same. Thinking of this, they looked at each other.

Nelly said, "go!"

The three figures accelerated once again and flew far away. They knew that the HAZ tribe had become history.

Just like the numerous tyrannical tribes in this wild world, they will perish one day for various reasons and become history. At the same time, new tribes will be born.

To be honest, this is not a bad thing for them. At this level, what they want is to become a guardian totem and go on the road of becoming a God.

If HAZ does not die in one day, they will have no hope. After all, HAZ tribe is only a tribe of ten thousand people, although it is still a powerful one in this area.

However, compared with those tribes of more than 100000, hundreds of thousands and millions, they are really a force that can't be smaller.

In the past, haze controlled everything and monitored everything. Even if they wanted to go this way, they couldn't help it. Haze was not like a magnanimous person who could let some people out. It was all his followers.

Unless there is an opportunity to acquire a large number of people, in the case of insufficient resources, the tribe may be separated, which may become the totem of the separated part.

However, it's a secondary totem, that is, the totem ranking after HAZ. Each totem has a specific clergy representative.

HAZ, for example, is the God of power and hunting. In this small tribe, the boundaries of clergy are very vague. Only they know best which way they are going.

When there are more than two totems, the boundary must be clear. At this time, believers can pray and believe selectively.

But generally speaking, they still have a big God on their head, and the clergy assigned to them will only be a branch of limited length, and the big head will have to be taken away by HAZ.

This is also their only chance to become a God. Of course, they can rebel and run away, but as a believer of HAZ, HAZ can curse directly in his heart. In other words, they have the power of life and death to some extent. Even if they can survive, at least they have to peel off their skin. Generally speaking, no one will choose this way. Unless the guardian totem dies, for example, people tend to be stable now, and not everyone has their own ambition to start a business. The danger is self-evident, most of them still like to rely on the strong and survive under the protection of the strong. Even the legendary strong, in this totem like dog world, have to live with their tails in their hands. A black spot in the sky, zooming in from far to near, is falling down at the speed of free fall. Bang! The ground blew up. I don't know how much weight haze had, but the density was amazing. The pit was more than ten meters long. The hunter who didn't die nearby crawled over to have a look. I found that the face of hatz was full of strange smiles. Then they went crazy. They cried and laughed. They felt that they had avenged themselves. It's unbelievable that a God will rise up one moment and fall down the next just like a dead dog. Could it be that his curse is really effective, or that this guy has the same disease as himself. No matter what, they are very happy and want to die together. Ha ha!! A figure came out of the building. It looked like an ordinary savage, standing on the edge of the pit and looking inside. Haze also has vital signs. He just fell from the sky and didn't seem to hurt him much. After watching for a while, his consciousness wave is slowly recovering and increasing.