Chapter 435: The Holy Son from the Holy City, the Devil in Mosuo's Mouth
"she....."
Tara Lisuo hesitated.
Just the next second, he felt a biting chill on his body.
From the corner of his eye, he saw murderous intent flashing through the eyes of the young man in front of him.
His body trembled, and there was no longer any hesitation.
"She is our tribe's candidate saint!"
"Candidate Saint?"
Tara Lisuo's answer made Chu Yun and others obviously stunned for a moment.
He looked with some surprise at the girl who was huddled behind Song Mu. She had an ordinary appearance, an average figure, and her vitality level was only level 2.
Is she like that, or is she still a candidate for sainthood?
What are the criteria for these natives to choose a saint?
As long as you are young, it will be fine?
He looked at the girl who was younger than him and others, and looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old.
Chu Yun couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
"No, since she is your candidate saint. Why would you hunt her down?!"
Over there, Song Mu suddenly asked.
"..."
Tara Lisuo opened her mouth and answered bravely:
"The memorial service for the [True God] is about to begin. As a candidate saint, I have an obligation to sacrifice myself for the [True God]!"
"[True God] Sacrifice? Dedicate yourself?"
When Chu Yun heard this, he was stunned for a moment.
Niu Dali and Shen You, who were fighting fiercely, stopped because of this news.
The two of them followed back and stared at Tara Lisuo in surprise.
Are you really worthy of being a native of a wild planet?
There is also the custom of using human sacrifices?!
When he heard the word "True God", Mo Suo was behind Song Mu.
His body trembled visibly, and his face became pale and bloodless.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay!"
As if sensing the fear of the girl behind him, Song Mu turned back to look at her and gently comforted her.
"Yes, it is!"
Tara Lisuo felt the murderous intent in the eyes of the boy opposite, and replied bravely.
"... Who else are there in your tribe? What order are they in?"
Chu Yun pondered for a moment, looked at him and asked.
"What is a sequence?"
Tara Lisuo was stunned for a moment, and looked up at the young man opposite in confusion.
"Forehead."
Chu Yun was also stunned by his rhetorical question.
It was only later that I realized that the other party's cultivation system in this world might be different from theirs on earth.
"What level are the strong men on your side!"
He thought for a moment, changed his words and continued to ask.
"Besides me, we have six God-favored ones here! Then the high priest is a level 5 priest..."
Tara Lisuo thought for a while and whispered.
"The one favored by God?"
Chu Yun looked at him and felt his energy fluctuations belonging to the fourth-order sequence.
I know that the so-called God's Favored Ones are Level 4 existences in terms of the earth's sequence level.
As for the higher so-called level 5 priest, that is level 5!
Only the strongest ones have level 5... No wonder the minimum requirement for the league is level 4 or above.
From previous investigations, it seems that the ability users here seem to be generally one level weaker than those on Earth.
Level 4 league members, as long as they don't encounter those strongest people.
With level 4 abilities, the degree of danger in this world should not be high.
Based on the little information revealed by the other party, Chu Yun thought a lot.
"And... Lord Ala'i from the Holy City."
Tara Lisuo secretly raised her head and glanced at the young man opposite, and carefully added there.
"Alay from the Holy City? Who is that?"
Song Mu, who had been listening for a long time, suddenly interrupted and asked.
Just now, the man in green robe was talking about the so-called holy city and Ala'i.
The girl Mosuo, who was holding her arm, started to tremble violently.
Song Mu understood that it was a behavior that could only occur when one fell into extreme fear!
"The devil...it's the devil!"
Mo Suo's low and uneasy murmur sounded behind Song Mu.
"Little Mosso?"
Song Mu gently pressed the other person's little hand, and a soft vitality surged out of her body.
Brushing over the other person's body, soothing the other person's restless heart.
"Sister is here, we are not afraid~!"
It seemed that Song Mu's actions moved the other party, and Mo Suo's trembling body seemed to be relieved.
She raised her head carefully and looked at Song Mu, who looked at her with a gentle expression.
The two looked at each other for a long, long time.
Finally, a touch of warmth appeared in Mosuo's desperate and frightened eyes.
She nodded slightly, "Well..."
Chu Yun only glanced at the changes in the two women, Song Mu.
He didn't pay attention, and looked at his and others' captives with a trace of interest in his eyes.
"Alay of the Holy City...who is he?"
"...."
Tara Lisuo looked at Chu Yun with a surprised look.
"What? Is there a problem?"
When Chu Yun saw the other person's expression, he frowned and looked over dissatisfied.
"S-Sir...that's Lord Ala'i from the Holy City..."
Tara Lisuo reminded her in a low voice.
"What about Ala'i in the Holy City? Do I have to know him?"
When Tara Lisuo heard this, she suddenly fell silent.
He heard the other person's accent and thought he was a big shot from the Holy City.
From what he said, it seemed like he wasn't from the Holy City?
However, he is not a big shot in the Holy City.
Who can be called a saint at such a young age?!
Could it be that the other party just looks like a sixteen or seventeen year old boy.
In fact, he is an old monster?
The appearance of the other party now is just an external manifestation of rejuvenation?!
An idea flashed in Tara Lisuo's mind.
And it was deeply engraved in his heart... However, this does not make sense, the other party does not know Lord Alayi!
In just a few moments, Tara Lisuo thought of countless possibilities.
"S-Sir..."
Tara Lisuo, who was in random thoughts, suddenly felt cold on her body.
He was so shocked that he immediately came back to his senses and saw the calm expression on the young man in front of him.
He immediately panicked.
"Sir, Sir, Sir Ala'i is the Holy Son of the Holy City!"
He swallowed and quietly explained the details of the man named Ala'i.
"Son?"
Hearing such a lofty name, not only Chu Yun, but also Niu Dali and Shen You beside him became interested.
The three of them looked at Tara Lisuo with interest, your innocent eyes.
When Tara Lisuo watched it, she suddenly felt very stressed.
How does it feel to be stared at by someone more powerful than you?
One of them, in particular, is the most powerful - a saint-level existence!
"...Yes. Lord Ala'i is the Holy Son of the Holy City."
Despite the pressure, Tara Lisuo whispered there.
"As the Holy Son of the Holy City, it is said that the minimum strength must reach the level of a priest..."
