According to the analysis of the warrior spirit, what Elder Okon said was 80% true. However, he was still a little unsure. If this race had the same wolfish ambitions as the Ash Tribe, then he would be the sinner of Shenlong.
Seeing that Zhan Junhun was quite hesitant, Elder Aokong didn't know what medicine he had taken wrongly, so he knelt down on the ground with a plop. He knelt down, and several other winged old men also knelt down. Sissi watched from a distance.
, even though he was surprised, he also knelt down.
Okon shed tears as he said:
"When our Winged People were at their most prosperous, there were millions of people, but now there are only tens of thousands of people left. Since being sealed, our Winged People have not given birth to a single person. If this continues, we will face the danger of annihilation. Wolf Soul Warriors
, please, help us, you are our only hope."
Zhan Junhun quickly stretched out his hand to help Elder Okun and others up. In fact, he was just suspicious in his heart. Regarding the innocent Sissi and the upright Luke, he felt that this was not a very bad race.
But Zhan Junhun tried his best and couldn't pull Elder Okon and the others away, so he had to stand up, hide aside, and said:
"Elder Okon, I tell you the truth, I have 1,000 blood-red hearts in my hand, but I don't dare to do this easily."
With that said, Zhan Junhun told the story about the rebellion of the Ash Tribe without reservation, and then said:
"Elder Okon, the human world is in danger now. I don't want to be a sinner in the human world. So, if you swear to the Supreme God on the basis of your race's ancestors and the continuation of your race, you will never harm the world and be able to be peaceful and kind with others.
If you can live an equal and orderly life, I am willing to help you lift the seal."
Zhan Junhun turned his body slightly to show that he did not accept his courtesy.
“Who is the Supreme God?”
Okon was still kneeling there and asked the warrior spirit.
"The end of the Third War of Gods, the supervisor of this world order and the maker of laws, the supreme God above all gods. I am her apostle."
Okon gritted his teeth, seemed to have made up his mind, and said loudly:
"Okay, respected wolf soul warrior, apostle of the Supreme God, I, Okon, represent the entire Winged Human Race, and promise you that we will become believers in the Supreme God and subjects of order."
Zhan Junhun was stunned. He didn't expect that Aokong would actually say this. Looking at him, he seemed to be serious and not talking nonsense.
Okon knelt on the ground, moved a bit, then faced the east, bit his finger, and drew some kind of strange spell in the air. The blood on his fingertips slowly overflowed and turned into blood mist, tracing the traces of the spell on one side.
Describing the talisman, Okon said:
"I, Aokong, the Great Elder of the Winged Human Race, represent the entire Winged Human Race, and in the name of the ancestors of my Winged Human Race, I swear to the supreme crown of God: With the continuation of the race as a guarantee, after breaking away from the seal, I will try my best to integrate into human society, and will not
Be enemies with all races that love peace, kindness, and law, otherwise the race will be exterminated and disappear from all walks of life, pact!"
At this point, the spell written in blood has been completed. After a flash of golden light, it emits thousands of rays of light. The warrior soul can see clearly that many small blood droplets visible to the naked eye float from the foreheads of all the Winged Humans.
Out, integrated into this spell.
Seven-colored light suddenly appeared in the sky, and the majestic figure of the Supreme God appeared. She gently waved her hand and got the charm. Then, a deafening voice rumbled:
"The Winged Human Race, I, the Supreme God, accept your faith and contract. From now on, you are my divine people, and all the Winged Human Race people will enjoy my glorious protection forever!"
As the Supreme God spoke, he raised his hand, and a large piece of golden light fell. A golden mysterious pattern appeared on the forehead of each winged man, which was the divine pattern of the Supreme God.
The bodies of Aokong and others were shaken, and a golden light emerged from the body. Aokong quickly led all the tribesmen to worship the supreme god and began to pray for the first time.
Zhan Junhun did not kneel to the ground. The Supreme God glanced at him, smiled and said:
"My apostle, I will remember your merits."
As he said that, the figure of the Supreme God disappeared, and Zhan Junhun pouted. He was not doing it specifically for her. It was just a coincidence that he met Aokong, a guy who thought he was smart, but was actually a bastard.
However, I can only think about these in my heart, how dare I say them out!
After Okon finished praying with the Winged Human Race, he had another look when facing the warrior spirits. The golden light on their foreheads, and the information contained in it, had clearly told them that the projection in front of them was the person chosen by God.
Therefore, with all due respect, the standards are even higher!
Zhan Junhun looked at Aokong and felt that although this old man was one-minded, he was still relatively strong in force. He might be able to become a free thug one day. Thinking of this, he laughed shamelessly!
Okon smiled when he saw Zhan Junhun, but he didn't know how charming he was. He stood in front of him with his hands lowered, stopped talking, and waited!
Of course, he is waiting for the War Soul to bring out the 1,000 blood-red hearts.
Zhan Junhun laughed for a while and suddenly felt that this occasion was really inappropriate. He coughed quickly and said to Aokong:
"Elder Okon, congratulations to the nobles for receiving the blessings of the Supreme God. I believe that the future will be prosperous and blessed for generations to come!"
Aokong's face was full of smiles, and he suddenly squeezed out some folds. The old man who was originally erect suddenly became a bit wretched.
War Army Soul didn't wait for Aokong to speak. He waved his hand and 1,000 blood-red hearts fell down and piled up into a hill. Aokong looked at the blood-red hearts and War Army Soul. He didn't know what to do.
Do, after all, Zhan Junhun hasn't spoken yet.
Zhan Junhun looked at the old man and was embarrassed to tease him, so he said seriously:
"Elder Aokong, these are 1,000 blood-red hearts. I happened to take on another mission. These are my mission items. If you want to use them, you can use them first. I am not in a hurry to hand in the mission."
Okon quickly thanked him and murmured twice, as if he had something to say. When Zhan Junhun took a look, he knew that the old man must have other difficulties, and thought: "I have bowed 99 times, so this is not enough."
I shuddered, forget it, a good man will do it to the end and send the Buddha to the west. Then ask the old man if you have anything to do, and do it if you can!"
He said pleasantly: "Elder Okon, is there anything else you can do?"
Old Okon's face turned red and he said: "Well, you still need to contribute some of your blood. That, um, ah,..."
"Elder Aokong, if you have anything to say, just say it. My wolf soul doesn't care about a little blood. Are there any other problems?"
"Then let me tell you, distinguished messenger, you still need to contribute a certain amount of potential. Well, according to your calculation method, it is 2 levels!"
"Mawan Niuwan Shenmawan?? Two levels? Do you know that I..."
At this time, a voice came from Zhan Junhun's ear, from the Supreme God, she said: "Do it, I won't lose you!!"
The face of War Army Soul has changed. It’s level 2. How long will it take to reach level 2? From the time when I arrived at Ashes Hills, I’ve been struggling until now, and War Army Soul has only reached level 62 with 73%! That’s reality.
Almost half a week!
However, after hearing the words of the Supreme God, Zhan Junhun immediately lost the mood to complain and quickly changed his words!
"Mawan Beef Ball, Shenma Play?? Two levels? Do you know that I...uh, um, I'm very willing, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, hahaha!"
Zhan Junhun is so embarrassed. Although he has a relatively good psychological quality and is not very thin-skinned, he is still a little shy after such a 180-degree turn!
Okon was already in despair when he heard Zhan Junhun's complaints at first. Although he didn't understand what Niuwanmawan was, but thinking about it, it was definitely not a good thing. The tone was too obvious, and the resentment was so high that he was in trouble.
He's killing someone!
However, when Zhan Junhun finished speaking, it was not the case. For a moment, there was a black line. He didn't know what to do. Zhan Junhun was more benevolent and hurriedly rescued the siege. He said:
Elder Aokong just woke up from a dream. He quickly smiled sarcastically, and together with several elders, led the warrior soul to the temple. At this time, the warrior soul woke up from a dream. These old guys, this is
A trap has been laid for him a long time ago! He couldn't help but grit his teeth and began to think about how to strike a blow!
The reception room is right next to the temple. In fact, Zhan Junhun should have thought about how he could bring a stranger to the temple for no reason, not a relative. This is like having a salesman at home.
Take it directly into the bedroom?? Well, isn’t that considered rape or theft?
Zhan Junhun said nothing on his face, but in his heart, he had already taken out a small knife and sharpened it, ready to bleed Aokong!
Okon shuddered for a moment and looked around in confusion without saying anything. This reminded the spirit of Zhanjun, and his face was immediately filled with benevolence, morality, and noble sentiments, and he almost didn't write "I" on his forehead.
There are four big words in it: "It's good silver"!
There was solemnity in the temple, and the war spirit also put away his boring thoughts and began to look around. There were murals everywhere, depicting many battles between winged people and other species, and some similar to parties or sacrifices.
The content of the mural was very beautiful, but unfortunately, he didn't understand it at all.
Aokong and other elders came to a six-pointed star formation. The six old men sat down at the six corners. Then, they took out the 1,000 blood-red hearts of the War Spirits and placed them one by one on the six-pointed star and the six-pointed star array in some other order.
There are those strange lines drawn inside.
Then, Okon said: "Dear Apostle, I'm offended!"
As he said that, the six old men raised their hands, and six rays of light shrouded the souls of the warriors. Under some mysterious effect, they formed a cross-legged posture, pulled them into the air, and slowly landed in the middle of the six-pointed star array.
Then, these old men began to recite incantations. A few minutes later, a snow-white light fell from the sky. After falling on the star formation, it then turned into a blood-red light and rose into the sky. It passed through the top floor of the temple, turned into stars, and merged into all the wings.
inside the human body.
Including Aokong, everyone's body was flushed with blood, and then there was a crackling sound, and a line of red smoke slowly rose and gradually dissipated!
The old men in Aokong turned over and knelt down, crying bitterly!
"Ding", the system announced: "A certain projector has released the seal of the hidden wingman race. From now on, the projector can be reincarnated as a wingman by completing relevant tasks."
