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After the fox girl finished speaking, her eyes curiously swept over Werther's body. Werther had a bad premonition the moment she appeared. In fact, ever since that seed of life mysteriously appeared in front of him, he already had a feeling of being watched. This feeling was very weak, but it truly existed, as if a pair of eyes nine days away were constantly watching him. However, he did not have the power to investigate or change all of this at the moment, so he could only endure. He chose to remain silent. "Perhaps this mysterious High Priest can give me some answers or clues." Werther thought.

After walking for an hour, a gigantic tower appeared in front of them. It was at least 300 meters tall, and they had to look up to see the tower's peak. Before the giant tower, a golden statue of a god was built. He had a long sword in his hand and was clad in armor. His face was heroic and extraordinary. He was the God of War, Ares. Beside him was another statue, a lion's head, tiger's mane, brown bear's claws, serpent's tail, fox's eyes.

Werther couldn't help but laugh. "If this is really the true appearance of the Beast God, then perhaps the Beast Race might really be the descendant of this God." An old laughter suddenly came into my ears. "Interesting little fellow, this is indeed the true image of the Beast God. We, the Beast Race are also the descendants of the Beast God.

Werther was greatly alarmed. He didn't realize that there was actually someone so close to him. If it was the enemy, they would have already lost their lives. The voice sounded again, "Little guy, do not be afraid. I only used a small method and could read your thoughts. I did not sneak into your side. You do not need to be afraid." When Werther heard this, without saying anything further, he immediately sent his mind into his sea of consciousness. The three incarnations of the Yin God each roared, suppressing their own consciousness, not letting their imagination run wild to prevent the secret from being leaked.

The voice sounded again, but this time it was filled with surprise and curiosity. "What a mysterious child. To think that you actually know such a secret technique, I can't even feel your thoughts anymore. It really surprises me. Alright, come up. I want to see you. As for your subordinates, just let them wait. "Don't worry, I won't pry into your thoughts anymore. After all, this isn't something that a person of my status should do."

Werther thought for a moment and breathed a sigh of relief. If he was not mistaken, the owner of the voice should be the mysterious High Priest, who would never lie to him. He put his consciousness back into life and told Old Tom, "I will go up to see the High Priest myself. You guys wait here." Old Tom said, "Young Master Werther, would this High Priest..." Werther smiled. "If he wants to make a move, even I won't be able to escape. You don't have to worry about that." Miss Alice, please take care of my men. "

Alice obviously knew about her teacher summoning Werther alone. She smiled sweetly and said, "Sir Roland, there's no need to stand on ceremony. Please go up." However, can you tell me what teacher has told you? If it's convenient, I'm really curious! "

Werther smiled and stepped into the tower. The interior of the tower was also entirely made of boulders and was engraved with various murals in the form of relief sculptures. Werther roughly took a look, the ones that appeared the most were naturally the two gods, War God and Beast God. The main story described how a wargod commander general engaged in a war of gods with other gods or Abyss Demons, and the most brave vanguard was the Beast God.

As for the description of the Beast God, it was mainly about how he created the Beastmen and how he taught the Beastmen how to live and fight. Further down were the orcs' own history, from their birth to learning how to make a living, how to fight against the various races for the space to survive, as well as the outstanding warriors of each generation and their deeds. Werther noticed that in every battle scene, there would be a group of people holding various kinds of strange magic staffs, chanting loudly, or adding light to the warriors' rings of support. He knew that this group of people must be the so-called Beastmen Shamans, and the Priests' professions were rarely seen. As Werther walked and looked, he unknowingly arrived at the top of the tower.

The walls of the hall were covered in colorful frescoes, which probably depicted some scenes from the legendary War God's Divine Kingdom. In fact, the War God was also in human form, with bright golden hair and a very handsome face, and he didn't wear armor in the Divine Kingdom, instead, he casually wore a long robe, strolling between the believers and the scenery. Sometimes he would listen attentively to the words of the believers, and sometimes he would lower his head to ponder. With regards to the authenticity of the scenes described in the frescoes, Werther didn't have any intentions of doubting or trying to figure it out. However, the superb painting techniques displayed in the frescoes made him exclaim in admiration.

Standing in this great hall, Werther also felt this wonderful atmosphere, and he sneered slightly, "Human's thinking is really wonderful. A kind of intangible attachment or admiration can produce an incomparably great power, and it's only because the gods have taken a fancy to this kind of power that they spare no effort to spread their faith and increase their numbers." After he finished observing the layout of the War God Shrine, Werther raised his eyes and looked at the deity statue in the middle. This deity statue was ten times bigger than the war deity statue outside, and it must be specially prepared for those with status in the beast race to pray.

The old man turned around and smiled, "Welcome to the temple of the War God. You are the chosen one from the light and darkness." As expected, the High Priest was also a fox. However, he was much older than Alice. His face was full of wrinkles and his eyes were cloudy. If one did not look carefully, they would think that he was a zombie.

When he handed the seed of the Tree of Life to James, he had mentioned the concept of a chosen one, meaning one who was chosen by the gods. However, such a person often did not have a good ending, although he had the protection of the gods, but all he did was work with his life, and if there were no accidents, sooner or later, he would be able to obtain long-lived fruits or protection from the gods. Instead, he frowned and said, "High Priest, are you saying that I am a chosen one of the gods? Is he the god's chosen one for the War God? "

The High Priest opened his turbid eyes and smiled, "As a priest, I am fortunate enough to be able to see fragments of the future through the eyes of the gods. You are the most important future leader of our Beast race and even of the Grace Mainland. Not only did His Majesty the War God choose you, the other Gods also chose you. You should understand this point. The faint aura of life coming from you has already told me the answer. "

Werther asked, "Oh? "It seems that you know quite a lot about me. Hmm, honestly speaking, I already became the chosen one of the Goddess of Nature a few days ago, and now, you suddenly told War God that you also chose me. Aren't you not afraid of the two Gods fighting in the sky?"

Hearing Werther's teasing tone, the High Priest didn't mind at all. Instead, he smiled with a profound meaning in his tone, "You should know that the God of War and the Goddess of Nature belong to the same camp of the neutral God System. Maybe they already reached an agreement in the sky, that's why they cast their favoring eyes on you at the same time. But the feeling you give me is that you are not satisfied with this choice? This is a little off from what I originally thought. "

Werther said, "I'm just a mortal right now. I don't even have the strength of a Sword Saint. Do you believe that if the news today were to spread, tomorrow the Radiant Church, the Shadow Council, and the others would immediately come to kill me? The greater my abilities are, the greater my responsibilities. Right now, for some unknown reason, I have a lot of responsibilities, but my abilities have not improved at all. Do you think that I would be happy? "

The High Priest nodded. "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility?" This sentence made a lot of sense. If I had understood the meaning of this sentence when I was young, perhaps … Alright, even if you complain, since the War God has chosen you, I still hope that you can happily accept his invitation. However, what I saw in the future is a fragment that has unlimited power, as though it has the means of a god. Right now, he's just a mortal '? "Lord Roland, it seems that you are very confident in the improvement of your strength, so much so that you are confident that you will definitely win."

Werther avoided talking about this topic and asked, "Accept his invitation? War God? He invited me? Are you sure it's an invitation and not an order? " The High Priest shook his head. "This is the strangest thing that I can think of. God gave me the oracle and only wanted me to pass on his invitation, not his order." Werther laughed, "He is a War God, a high and mighty god. How could he invite a human? Don't you think that's funny? "