Once they arrived, they settled down and settled down at the Temple of the Gods of Jinora.
After waiting for half a month, the messenger came and told Li that the gods planned to summon them, and asked Li and others to pack up and go to meet the gods.
In fact, the gods planned to wait for a while, but the temples of the gods couldn't afford to wait. The destructive power of these guys was too amazing, especially this stupid big guy Qiu, who could eat, drink, and destroy some buildings at will.
Yes, in just half a month, more than a dozen houses were damaged by Qiu's "unintentional" collision, causing the people living in the Temple of the Gods to complain.
For the sake of their own people, the Jinora gods decided to summon them.
The next day, Li and his party got up early and took out the clothes they had prepared long ago from their bags. They also made preparations.
They tied up their hair, put on headdresses and necklaces made of animal teeth, and wore clothes made of animal skins. These clothes were also different from the clothes they usually wore. The animal skins were made of fine materials, and the ones who sewed the animal skin clothes were
She is the woman with the most skillful hands in the tribe. There is almost no trace of thread, and she is very beautiful.
Special seasonings are used to draw tattoos on the body. Among forest tribes, the temporary tattoos painted on the body can reflect the cultural level of a tribe. The more complex the tattoos, the higher the cultural level of the tribe.
Complex patterns mean more colors and more patterns, and each pattern represents a story.
After getting ready, Li led a group of people out of the stone house.
The envoys waiting outside were stunned when they saw them. Tianli and the others had been acting very rough these days, but they didn't expect that they looked very imposing when dressed up.
"Guests from the Samsara Tribe, are you ready?" the messenger asked.
"Lead the way!" Li said in a deep voice.
With the envoy in front and Li and others behind, they headed to the temple where the gods were.
Of course, the totems of the gods are not enshrined in the temples, but are just tokens left in the temples that allow them to talk to the tribesmen.
The buildings of the Jinora Gods' Temple were built in a haphazard manner. When viewed from a high altitude, the huge stone buildings are disorganized and messy, but there is a wide avenue leading directly to the temple.
Today is the day when the messengers of the Samsara Tribe meet the gods. The tribesmen living in the temples of the gods stopped what they were doing and spontaneously came to both sides of the road. They lowered their heads and stood quietly. This was a tribute to Kino.
To win the respect of the gods.
When someone walks in front of them, they will raise their heads and look at them expressionlessly, which means: Under the protection of gods, we are not afraid of anyone or any challenge.
Look around forcefully, straighten your chest, fold your belly and raise your hips, like a general reviewing the three armies, striding forward.
The reincarnation warriors behind him naturally did not lose face. They put away their playful smiles and had serious faces, with a look of solemnity in their eyes and a smell of blood on their bodies.
As the death warriors of the Samsara Tribe, they are the best warriors in the tribe and the most powerful killing machines on the battlefield. The formation of the Jinora Temple of Gods cannot deter them at all.
This is a collision of momentum. Whichever side loses will lose the initiative in the subsequent negotiations, just like the Jinora Messenger was suppressed by Xiaobai.
The Jinora people obviously underestimated the ferocity of the Samsara Tribe warriors, and novices are bad. There is no use of elite warriors as messengers. Generally, messengers choose smart people, and combat effectiveness is not important.
Xiaobai didn't want to, and directly sent Li, a commander-level warrior.
The Chinora tribesmen wanted to intimidate the Samsara Tribe envoy, but to their surprise, they didn't give in at all. Instead, a wave of fierce blood made them sweat on their foreheads.
Momentum does exist. A battlefield veteran can scare ordinary people to death with his eyes.
And Li and the others are veterans of many battles. They have risen from the Samsara Tribe. They are the best at fighting and killing the most people in the tribe. They don't care what the Jinora people think.
After passing the avenue and reaching the end, there was a huge stone building with hundreds of steps. Li followed the messenger and walked up.
After walking up the steps and coming to a platform, the messenger turned around.
"Stop and wait," the messenger said.
Li waited for a group of people to stand where they were, watching the envoy walk into the temple.
After a short effort, the messenger came back and said to Li: "The gods allow you to have an audience."
Without saying anything, he took a step forward and walked inside. The soldiers behind him followed suit.
The envoy originally wanted to stop the others, but Qiu stared at him with his eyes. He felt a trembling feeling all over his body. He was frozen in place and could not move. The words came to his mouth but he could not say them. When he knew that the soldiers had entered the temple, he smiled bitterly.
Who is he? He is so terrifying.
The dark temple is like the mouth of an animal that preys on people. It is full of danger and mystery. It has a natural sense of oppression for people, but for Li, it has no feeling at all.
fear?
It doesn't exist. For people who don't even care about death, fear is a bit funny.
The group of people walked into the temple without any hindrance. In the darkness, unable to see their fingers, Li stopped. It was not that he didn't want to leave, but that he didn't know how to go. There was nothing to see here.
.
Should we call the messenger in to lead the way?
Li blinked his eyes in the darkness, a little confused, whether he was pretending too much, and now no one was leading him, where should he go, and if he had to withdraw, he felt as if he was timid.
At this moment, a torch suddenly lit up, followed immediately by more torches, illuminating the entire temple and making everything around it clear.
Li and the other death warriors looked around.
There is a vast space inside the temple. Thick torches are inserted into the stone walls. There is a grid next to each torch, and various items are placed in it.
Some grids have human heads in them, some grids have animal bones, some have feathers, some have branches... Anyway, there are everything.
At a glance, there are hundreds of grids.
As a divine warrior, Li is quite sensitive to the aura of the gods. He can sense that those items have the aura of the gods on them, varying in strength and weakness. These things are all objects of the gods.
There is a large altar in the center of the temple. The altar is made of animal bones, with eight stone pillars erected and covered with stone slabs. There is nothing visible in the center, where the aura of the gods is the most obvious and powerful.
True God!
That's where the true God's tokens are.
Strength can be easily judged.
They were very powerful, and Li had to admit that compared to his own gods, the Jinora gods were more powerful. After all, their numbers were there, but this could not scare the death warriors of the Samsara tribe, Li sneered in his heart.