Song Zheng was respectfully welcomed back to his "village" by this group of "people".
Along the way, Song Zheng talked less and listened more, and he had already figured out a lot of things. If these people could be called human beings, they had some characteristics of humans, demons, and even sluts.
They are ugly, short and very cowardly.
Some of the same kind that they consider to be "exceptionally gifted" have hard insect shells growing on certain parts of their bodies, or they have a pair of thick and ferocious legs like wild beasts.
If this were the case in the Hongwu world, they would definitely be despised by their own race. But here, these are benefits that can greatly increase their chances of survival. They are the envy of everyone.
No one knows when the world became like this. It seems that the moment the world was destroyed, the past history also disappeared.
The "Devouring Land" in their mouth is named after the existence of the "monster" that can swallow almost everything. In the eyes of these natives, if you step into the Devouring Land, you will definitely die. No matter how powerful the existence is, you can't escape.
This law does not apply, including those "overlords" who are almost invincible.
And the overlord they talked about was not a human being, but a powerful wild beast.
Only they are qualified to be called overlords.
Along the way, the earth was still dry, the mountains in the distance were lifeless, and there was not a trace of green that represented life in the environment. It seemed that life had completely abandoned this side of the world.
But when Song Zheng stood outside their "village", he was dumbfounded. In this environment, the so-called villages and towns were just shacks with a few people. The shacks were indeed shacks, but they were endless.
Hundreds. Although this small village and town is very poor and backward, its population is unexpectedly large.
Song Zheng saw teams patrolling around the villages and towns. Most of the leaders had insect beetles growing on their arms, or had a strong animal limb spread out.
A patrol stopped them. The leader's head had an armor-like exoskeleton, which was pitch black and had jagged bone spurs on the edges.
He stared at Song Zheng with an unkind expression and asked: "Jilu, who is he?"
Giroud is the leader of this collection team, and they only gather together temporarily to elect a leader that everyone recognizes so that they can look after each other in the wild.
Jirou was a little afraid of the captain, but when he thought that the person behind him came out of the Devouring Land, he straightened up and said loudly: "This is Lord Song Zheng, we saw with our own eyes that he came out of the Devouring Land."
Come out of the land!"
"He? Comes out of the Devouring Land? But I think this is a conspiracy to purge people!" He took a step forward and looked at Song Zheng fiercely: "What other conspiracy do you have? What else do you want to get from us? We have already
Now that it is like this, what value does it have to you?"
Jirou was startled, rushed up and hugged the captain, and said loudly: "Dak, you are crazy, this is an adult who came out of the Devouring Land, you have forgotten the legend! You have offended him, do you want to
Die!"
Dak pushed him away and took a deep look at Song Zheng: "I suspect this is a conspiracy to purge people. I want to report it to the three priests and ask them to make a decision together!"
"You!" Giroud said angrily: "You must not offend my lord, otherwise our whole village will die without a burial place!"
But Dak waved his hand unceremoniously: "Arrest him!"
Song Zheng frowned and asked, "What is a pure person?"
Dak's men had already rushed up, and Jilu was extremely conflicted. He was unable to stop Dak, but he was worried that once Song Zheng was angered, the entire village would be destroyed by his powerful power. He gritted his teeth and stood beside Song Zheng
: "Dake, I'm accompanying you. If you want to arrest me, just arrest me too!"
Jirou is not very smart, but he has figured out one thing: as long as he is on the side of the adults, he will definitely spare himself and his family when he destroys the village.
Dak laughed loudly: "If he is really an adult, how could he be caught by me so easily? How could a strong man who came out of the Devouring Land be captured without any help?
His inability to resist just proves that he is a liar..."
His arrogance came to an abrupt end because Song Zheng flicked his finger, and a flying sword filled with the aura of death appeared in front of his and everyone under his throat.
The flying sword was sharp and did not need to pierce their throats. It had already made their whole bodies cold and they clearly felt death.
The flying sword from Huangquan Jianhe was easily used by Song Zheng with a weakened version of the finger-flicking Jianjian Jue. It was a frenzied way to deal with these natives.
Song Zheng said calmly: "I think with your stupidity, you can't understand that I don't want to commit more crimes, so I didn't want to take action in the first place.
But my kindness cannot be foolishly interpreted as cowardice by you and become the reason for your arrogance. The dignity and wisdom of the strong cannot be insulted. I can hold kindness in one hand and thunder in the other!"
Giroud was stunned at the side. It was obvious that the "adult" was so powerful that he could control such a long sword flying in the air, which was beyond his common sense.
Song Zheng turned to him and said, "Who makes the decision in the village?"
"Three priests." Jirou swallowed and replied dryly.
"Priests? Why are there three?"
Before Jirou could speak, Dak, who was forced by Song Zheng's flying sword, had already shouted: "Being able to subdue us is not a big deal. Many of the Jingren can do it easily. Our divine warrior will definitely make you regret it!"
Song Zheng looked up and found three places in the village where the power response was obvious. He applied his power and all the power in the three places immediately fell silent and stopped being restless.
His eyes were deep and his thoughts moved. The people in the three locations who were sealed off by him were immediately lifted up into the air by some kind of force and landed in front of them.
Dak was stunned, because the strong men, divine warriors and priests he usually admired were all motionless, maintaining various postures like clay sculptures.
Song Zheng asked again: "What is Jingren? Why are there three priests?"
Jiru Bidak was even more shocked, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground. He suddenly realized that the master was asking him, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground and stuttered in reply: "Jingren, Jingren are those who are believed in."
Those who have been given strength by the gods, gradually become successful in cultivation, lose their 'dirtyness', and can live in a clean city."
And the "gods" who have the ability to give believers the method of cultivation and allow them to purify themselves are all powerful gods. This is a world of destruction. In despair, almost everyone has their own beliefs, but gods with this ability
, only four.
In this world, the gods will choose their believers. It does not mean that you are a believer just by converting. Dirty people like Jilu, or almost all the dirty people in this village and town, are not qualified to become believers of those four powerful gods.
As for why, Giroud couldn't tell.
There are beliefs in three gods in the villages and towns. Although there is competition between them, their strength is too weak, so they mostly coexist.
If they split, no believer of the god would be able to survive in this desolate land.
Song Zheng secretly thought, "Sure enough," the gods will never give up on any world. Even if it experiences destruction, as long as there are people, there will be faith.
Moreover, in a world that has experienced a catastrophe, it is easier to promote faith, and believers will be particularly pious.
But why don't those four powerful gods expand aggressively? Instead, they impose some restrictions on their believers? Why does this world have such a large population despite its difficult conditions?
From Jilu's mouth, he also learned that this small village called "Idabos" is one of the smallest villages in the world.
About a thousand miles away from them, there was a large village and town with a population of 15,000, but they were all "dirty people."
Song Zheng had no interest in crushing the lowest-level natives. When Dak stopped acting stupid and got excited, he released everyone. Dak knelt down with a plop, but Song Zheng waved his hand slightly, and Dak left.
In front of him, he was "moved" and thrown dozens of feet away, and fell to a street away.
A priest understood Song Zheng's intention and whispered: "Dake is not allowed to come over again. You don't want to see him."
This description is very accurate. He really just doesn't want to see it, and there are no other unnecessary emotions. Anger? Embarrassment? Of course not, Dak is not qualified to make him have such emotions.
The priest bowed and asked: "Sir, your arrival is a great blessing for Idapos. What oracle did you bring?"
For all the creatures in this world, the terrifying existence in the Devouring Land represents absolute death and disappearance. No matter what kind of village it is, whether it is a foot or a thousand miles into the Devouring Land, the result will be different.
will change.
Those who can come out alive from the Devouring Land are all "saints" in the legends of this world!
Saints can communicate directly with the gods in heaven, and they will bring the true will of the gods.
Song Zheng pondered for a moment and asked, "Which god does Priest Anhe serve?"
Priest Anhe put his right hand on his chest and bowed devoutly: "I wonder if I don't have the honor to invite you to our altar?"
Song Zheng nodded: "Okay."
Priest Anhe was very happy. He felt that he was one step ahead in winning over the saints for our god.
In less than a stick of incense, he stood under the altar of Anhe Sacrifice. The altars of dirty people in this world are very crude, but Song Zheng stood under the altar in shock, because the stone on the altar was only half a person tall.
The statue of the god is very crudely carved, but it can still be distinguished, with thousands of arms and thousands of heads riding a giant elephant.
Astonishingly, he is the God of Light in the Hundred-Armed Demon Realm!