Chapter 79

A few months later, in a wide flat land, sacrificial priests hurried one by one, with a little excitement and strange emotion.?

This is the center of the central tribe and the first tribe where ADIS woke up. After decades of brewing, fermentation and faith have long been deeply rooted here.

Here, every child is baptized by elders or foreign high-level sacrifices from birth, and then full of the figure of the God of nature at the age of ten, adulthood and death..

From being sensible, people here will sing hymns, recite the story of the legendary god of nature, and integrate faith into their life in every bit of life.

This is a very natural process. In Beidi, faith is closely related to people's life. When working, learning, growing up, in distress... Every moment has the shadow of the God of nature, as if it turned this place into a kingdom of God on the earth.

The people living here are very pious. Among the countless tribes in the north, only a few tribes are comparable. Almost every ethnic group is a devout believer of the God of nature, ADIS.

When countless such believers gather together, they are converging into an incomparably huge and magnificent divine realm. The incomparably pure natural divine light envelops the earth and affects this heaven and earth.

Under the influence of this divine realm, the natural elements here are more active and powerful than other places, and the vitality on the earth is also very strong. There are forests of ancient trees and groups of wild animals.

As for the demonized beast, it disappeared in the northern region and was completely expelled and purified by the powerful natural God domain.

In the center of this pure faith tribe, a grand temple stands in it. Around, countless flowers of the four seasons and the English of vegetation are released at the same time, competing for beauty.

This is the church headquarters of the God of nature, which nominally governs all believers of the God of nature. At this time, dozens of people were talking inside.

In the top position, grama, wearing the Pope's exclusive crown and scepter, looked at the people below.

Below him, there were dozens of seats, full of people.

In the rear of these people, sacrifice stood behind them in silence.

The scene seemed very quiet for a moment, but it was very natural. There was no tension at all.

If there were enough people familiar with the north to come here, they would be shocked. At this time, under the temple, more than 100 sacrificial priests stood in the venue, and all kinds of sacrificial robes were shining slightly. Unexpectedly, none was lower than the yellow robe.

Those who sat on the seats were the heads and elders of the major tribes, and there were even several high priests.

At the top, grama looked at the last person at the bottom and said, "you must have received news from the south!"

"The reincarnation of my God has been crowned king in the south."

"He has been to the north and is waiting for us to help."

He paused, looked at the people below and said, "I have ordered that the people of my tribe be ready to support. What do you think?"

The scene was quiet for a moment. When they heard this, they couldn't help lowering their heads and meditating.

But after a while, an old man stood up and said, "since it is the reincarnation of our God, our believers should obey. I am willing to lead my tribe to support."

As he got up, several patriarchs stood up and expressed their support.

After a while, grama looked down. Naturally, those high priests needless to say, and most of the patriarchs stood up to express their support, but some people still had some doubts.

A man stood up with some hesitation on his face, looked at grama and said, "if my God is reincarnated, it's natural not to say more. He must use his full support."

"But is it inappropriate to make such a decision without full confirmation..."

With this saying, around him, several people nodded faintly, obviously agreeing with the man's words.

"Nonsense! The sacrifice to the South has personally sent the message back, and then after the confirmation of the Pope, can it be wrong?"

A burly young man in leather stood up and looked at the sacrifice below with a pair of huge eyes with a strong deterrent: "or do you doubt the judgment of the church and the sacrifice you sent south?"

As soon as he said this, countless people turned pale on the ground at the same time.

"No!"

The man who spoke earlier replied, facing the eye pupil with strong deterrent force in front of him, the divine power in his body vibrated gently and brought a ripple: "is it difficult, sir, do you doubt my piety to my God?"

Hearing this, the young man snorted coldly, and the powerful momentum on his body immediately withdrew and didn't speak again.

Even if there is no disagreement at ordinary times, the lowest level in the presence is the Yellow robed sacrifice. Maybe they have their own thoughts at ordinary times, but there is no doubt about the piety of the God of nature, at least to the level of crazy believers.

For the crazy believers who believe in gods, power, power and wealth are far less important than the faith in their hearts. Their faith is extremely firm, and their gods have reached an extremely fanatical level, which can not be shaken by foreign things.

Therefore, it is ridiculous to doubt each other's piety here.

"Your Excellency the pope!"

Another man came forward, a young man, but his eyes were very vicissitudes and looked seriously inconsistent with his appearance.

In him, the profound divine power fluctuated faintly, stronger than most people present, and had reached the level of high priest.

He came forward in silence and looked at grama silently. There was no fear in his eyes, but looked at it equally: "if you want all the support of our tribe, unless you can let us prove it in person, please redeem it. We can't accept it."

"The reincarnation of my God should not be judged by you alone, but by all of us, otherwise we can't rest assured."

Hearing him say that, behind him, those who had not nodded before seemed to get up and stood silently behind him, obviously agreeing with him.

Seeing this scene, grama sighed slightly: "good, what do you want?"

"I don't want to." Goodall looked at him. "Just want to give us some more time and make a decision after the sacrifice sent by our tribe returns."

When she heard this, grama just lowered her head, but the sigh became deeper and deeper.

"No need..."

"You can prepare first. After one month, the incarnation of my God will come to the north in person."

As soon as he said this, he was shocked.

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Time gradually passed for a long time. On the wide temple, with the gradual decline of clan chiefs and sacrifices, the originally busy place seemed a little quiet at this time.

Grama quietly closed her eyes, silently enjoyed the silence, and sat motionless in his position.

With his breath, in his body, a little natural power rippled, gradually dispersed and spread around. Vaguely, it is pulled by flowers, plants, birds and animals everywhere in the temple, which is very profound and mysterious.

"Granma, is this really good?" a voice gradually sounded from one side.

In the silence, a broad figure walked out slowly from one side.

This man is tall and burly, with flesh and blood staring like gold and iron. Just walking quietly, he faintly echoes with countless natural elements everywhere, absorbs these forces all the time, and becomes stronger slowly and firmly. On his forehead, a light blue mark is very conspicuous. If you carefully observe his pupils, you can see a trace of gold, which is mysterious and noble.

"There is no doubt about the reincarnation of our God after our confirmation. At this time, we don't take people to the south to meet, but let our God come to the North himself?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly and said so.

"This is my God's own initiative. It can't be rejected at all."

Grama sighed: "moreover, in the north, hundreds of tribes and nearly two million ethnic believers are in such a chaotic situation. If our God hadn't come personally, it would be difficult for us to subdue them if we couldn't do it."

"And, kuruba, do you feel it?"

"What?" kuruba wondered.