"Nu Wa, teleport here together with old man Moss!" Unable to understand the symbols on the ground, Jia Zhengjin thought for a moment and gave the order directly.
"Whoa!" The next moment, Nuwa's virtual image appeared at the same time as Old Moss, standing in front of him.
"Wait, wait! I haven't finished reading yet..." The scenery in front of him suddenly appeared in a strange and dark basement. Old Man Moss was a little anxious.
"Quiet!" Jia Zhengjin frowned to shut up, "I have plenty of time for you to watch!"
Old Man Moss cursed in his heart, I am already so old and I don’t have much time, okay?
However, he didn't dare to contradict him face to face, so he looked at Jia Zhengjin with slight dissatisfaction.
"Nuwa, what is the meaning of these characters, can you see it?" Jia Zhengjin asked softly, pointing to the huge characters on the ground.
Nuwa shook her head after scanning: "No relevant content was detected, insufficient data!"
"What about you?" Jia Zhengjin turned to look at Old Man Moss, only to see him running to the bookshelf at some point and excitedly trying to climb onto a book, "Hey! What are you doing?"
"I haven't read these books!" Old Man Moss's eyes gleamed.
"You come here to help first, and I will bring them all back to Nuwa in a while. You can take your time and take a look!"
Hearing this, Old Moss was so excited that he immediately returned to Jia Zhengjin: "Really?"
"Please help me study these symbols first!" Jia Zhengjin pointed to the strange and incomprehensible marks at his feet.
Old Man Moss lowered his head to check, and after a while he shook his head: "I can't understand! What is this?"
Seeing that he couldn't explain it, Jia Zhengjin described the scene he just saw.
"Although I don't understand it very well, based on everything you saw, this should be a ritual to summon disaster!" Old Man Moss said.
"Of course I know!" Jia Zhengjin frowned, "otherwise, why study the meaning of these symbols?"
"These symbols have nothing to do with any words in my memory. I can't figure out what they are." Old Man Moss circled the symbols several times.
"Forget it! It seems you can't help..." Jia Zhengjin was a little disappointed, "Nuwa, take him back to the spaceship. I'll think about it myself!"
"yes!"
"Wait!" Old Man Moss said hurriedly, "Can you bring all those books with you?"
Nuwa did not respond, she only accepted the captain's orders.
"Bring the books!" Jia Zhengjin glanced at the eager old man Moss and nodded calmly.
"Whoa!" The next moment, Nuwa quickly disappeared with all the books in the basement and the old man Moss beside her.
After they left, Jia Zhengjin circled the symbols several times, thinking carefully about what they represented.
I just thought about it more and more, and in the end I couldn't figure out the reason.
His thoughts went back to the image of the mountain clan using an unknown beast and his own blood dripping into the symbol. Combined with what he said, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind: "Insufficient energy? What the mountain clan was talking about was the beast and him."
My own blood, does it mean the energy contained in the blood? If so, does my blood have a better effect?"
You must know that Jia Zhengjin is now in a state of immortality, and his body is fused with the blood of hundreds of gods, so he is naturally different from ordinary people.
If this god needs blood to summon, and the blood of ordinary creatures contains too little energy, does my special physique have enough energy?
Just do it if you think of it!
The mountain tribe's dagger was too huge, and I definitely couldn't use it. So I took out the stone spear, stretched out my left hand and scratched it with the sharp head.
The skin was cut open and bright red blood immediately spilled out.
Dropping it into the strange symbols at his feet, all the symbols immediately erupted with dazzling red light and started to rotate rapidly, which was completely different from the previous state where the Shan tribe used unknown beasts and his own blood.
"It seems to be working!" Even if he didn't know the principle, Jia Zhengjin knew that his blood was extremely effective, so he raised his injured left hand and continued to let the blood drip down.
Considering his size, a drop of Shan Clan's blood is worth half a day's worth of blood. But the effect is completely different. Obviously quantity is not an issue, the most important thing is quality.
As Jia Zhengjin's blood continued to enter those giant strange symbols, the symbols rotated faster and faster, and the burst of red light became more and more dazzling.
Finally, all the symbols are combined and connected with the stone statue of the god.
The blood in the symbol began to move rapidly along the strokes, entering into the statue one after another and integrating with it.
"Kaka ka ka..." A strange sound came from my ears. When I looked up, I saw that the head of the statue began to rotate. The originally lifeless stone now seemed to be alive.
Jia Zhengjin looked at the statue in front of him with great expectation, but he didn't expect that he succeeded by accident!
With the injection of blood, every joint of the statue is twisting, which looks particularly weird.
Until the end, its dull eyes started to move, and it even looked at Jia Zhengjin.
Jia Zhengjin looked at him without hesitation.
"What sound? What sound?" The sudden commotion in the basement was of course heard by the mountain tribe fanatic believer, so he quickly opened the hatch and came in.
When he broke into it and saw the moving statue of the god, a look of ecstasy appeared in his eyes: "How could this happen? There is obviously not enough energy, but the great god has arrived early?"
He knelt down on the ground and kowtowed vigorously to the statue, without even noticing Jia Zhengjin standing in front of the statue.
As the blood continued to fuse, the statue gradually began to become alive, and finally it gradually transformed from a stone material into a body of flesh and blood. Until it transformed into a being that was similar to the mountain clan kneeling on the ground, but was extremely powerful.
"Great God! Welcome your return!" The fanatical believers lowered their heads in great respect and did not dare to raise their heads at all.
However, the god ignored him, lowered his head and fixed his gaze on Jia Zhengjin at his feet, and slowly said: "A rule controller from another world? What are your plans?"
"What?" Shan Clan was confused.
"Are you the god of this world?" Jia Zhengjin raised his head and looked up at the huge existence.
"Who is it?" Hearing the voice, the fanatic followers of the Shan tribe subconsciously raised their heads and searched everywhere. Finally, they saw Jia Zhengjin in front of the god, so they stretched out their hands to catch him.
However, the god in front of Jia Zhengjin waved his hand, and a powerful force imprisoned the mountain tribe fanatic believer and sent him directly to the corner of the room.
"Great God..." The fanatical believers of the Mountain Clan looked surprised.
"Don't disturb us!" the god said coldly, his eyes focused on Jia Zhengjin again, "Rule controller from another world, why do you appear in my world?"
"You are the god of this world, the one who is called the disaster, right?" Jia Zhengjin raised his head and said, "I came here to find you! I heard that you are omnipotent? So, can you use your power to kill me?
