When the world's first dragon soared in the sky and roared, those voters also chose their own path.
"Please choose a return method."
"I...have no memory." The figure with a big nose was hunched over and his eyes were a little dim.
If he returns with his memories, the gods of their tribe will definitely know about it, and he will die.
Even others will die as well.
That is an evil god, an evil god who only knows how to kill tribal residents for fun.
call out--
The big-nosed figure swayed in front of the huge portal, and the entire figure disappeared.
The figure at the back filled in again, "Please choose a way to return."
"Return with memories."
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Voters have a temporary mental bonus state, so most of them can quickly understand these problems.
The reward they receive is proficiency in divine language. When they see something, they will subconsciously understand what it is.
So they can also understand what is going on.
In a tribe in the distance, a figure huddled in a corner opened his eyes and looked blankly at everything in front of him.
These are a group of huddled, big-nosed creatures, only between 1.3 and 1.4 meters tall.
A herringbone shack was built on the ground, with several big noses packed into one shack.
The big-nosed creature that had just woken up looked around blankly, as if looking for something familiar.
After discovering that he was still in the tribe, he felt at a loss and seemed to feel that he had lost something very important.
He opened his mouth blankly, but nothing came out.
"Gah..."
The voice was low, with a hint of sadness that could not be concealed, and even he didn't understand why.
"Gah, gah——"
The tribal residents lying in the forest gradually woke up, making rattling sounds one after another.
“Ohhhhhhhh——”
A strange sound came from the distance, like a night owl laughing strangely, causing all the big-nosed creatures to jump up and down in shock.
“Quack, quack, quack—”
A slightly older man with a big nose stood up and tried to command the many tribesmen.
laugh--
A strange light flashed away, leaving only half of the body gushing blood on the spot.
"Quack, quack..." A group of big noses fled in all directions, making frightened sounds.
In a place where many creatures cannot see, a vague figure has a bulging body that is enjoying itself. Feeling the steady flow of power, it can't help but reveal an even more bloodthirsty smile.
To the evil gods, these little things are like leeks, cut here and there.
Having lived for many years, he knows a truth: if you are greedy for temporary pleasure, you will be hungry later.
This was the conclusion he came to after extirpating two big-nosed tribes.
He watched with interest as those silly little things tried to escape him in various ways.
Jump into the water, hide behind trees, lie down in the grass, and come up with all kinds of stupid ways.
The evil god had a look of eagerness in his eyes, but he resisted the urge to put his idea of a mass killing into practice.
If he kills all these guys, he will become stronger again.
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In the void, several figures looked at the many light curtains, looking at various calm or turbulent patterns in the light curtains.
They looked at the performance of those evil gods and began to collect data on the evil gods to judge the strength of the other party.
Including those righteous gods, how much they attach importance to their faith, what kind of divinity they have, and what their personality is like. These are all the data that need to be collected.
The Mark of the Seven Gods not only has the function of locating the electorate and allowing the electorate to enter the phantom god space, but the gods can also choose to observe the electorate’s surroundings through this ‘eye’.
It gathers the power of the seven gods and appears colorless and markless in the eyes of others, and only then will a pattern appear in the eyes of the chosen people.
This also eliminates the possibility that this mark will be discovered by other organisms.
If it is another god, unless he has reached medium divine power or his perception is particularly strong, he will not be able to find this mark.
"Well, this evil god is our future enemy, record it."
"Evil God No. 011, his ability shows that he can condense the air into something similar to an entity. It is very sharp and has a high degree of concealment. It can escape into the air."
"..."
"You can think about this god. He should have a good personality. He can provide the tribesmen with the weather and hunting directions for the next day. His ability is prediction?"
The gods are discussing here, looking from the perspective of one elect after another.
Lin Hai gathered in a circle with them, and was also considering whether to allocate some departments.
For example, those who specialize in collecting intelligence information, those who specialize in studying the Druid system, and those who specialize in guarding the Phantom God Space.
These must be allocated in detail, otherwise even a little thing will cause the gods to gather together like some kind of conference.
He recorded this idea and planned to put it forward at an appropriate time later.
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Confused and cold, when a creature with a pair of obtuse horns rolled over and got up, the cold wind blew and he shivered.
"I……"
"...ho ho..."
The creature with blunt little horns on both sides of its head is thin and has arms and legs, and it also has a big head.
He looked at his dirty hands in disbelief, and tried to speak with trembling voice.
"This... seems... really..."
"Huh...huh..."
"Woo..." A creature much taller than him touched his head and made a dull whine.
The head is two meters tall, the arms and legs are strong, and the muscles look very solid.
The pair of long horns that resemble ox horns are curved upward, and are three points thicker than an average child's hand.
The huge bulge on her chest proves her identity. This is a matriarchal tribe, where the female is in charge and the male is on the sidelines.
Translated into Chinese, the words they have been talking about all year round probably mean, "What can those hornless eggs do? They can't even nurse a baby."
In short, this is a righteous tribe with a prosperous life.
Their god is a female creature with larger horns, five or six meters tall, and her tight muscles are enough to face any challenge.
The thin male horned creature turned away in fear. He thought that in the previous battle, the participants were these powerful female cattle tribe creatures.
Then the battle will be one-sided.
"Woo-"
The dull male horned creature squatted on the road aside, and together with other companions, watched the dozens of strong female horned creatures offering sacrifices to the true god.
Among the sturdy females, the shortest ones are about 1.9 meters tall, and the tall ones can even have heads of two and a half meters tall.
The Seven Gods watched this scene and suddenly fell silent, casting their gazes on the God of Thunder.
The look in his eyes seemed to be asking him: 'What do you mean?'