"Great Father God——"

With the requests led by Kenyon and Asmoro, the calls of the tauren became stronger and stronger.

With the stone statue of the beast god as the center, the surrounding green grass flutters in the wind, like the blue waves of the sea.

The stone statue of the beast god shines red and red like blood dripping heavily in the sea, pushing the waves of the surrounding layers in a circular shape.

Touched by the blood-colored light, the stone statues of the Beast King and Prophet who protect the Beast God are alive at the same time... The stone statues opened their gray eyes, like the souls whose consciousness remained here, 'they' faced the statue of the Beast God, kneeling devoutly

Kneel down and thank God for the short life he has given you.

It is not the resurrection of light... it gives life to dead things, and the miracle makes the tauren who witness this moment become more and more emotional.

"May Father God bless you!"

The passionate orcish language echoed and traveled through the tauren tribe, expanding with the wind of gunpowder smoke dancing wildly in the plain, and quickly spread to the entire wind-whipping plain.

When the stone statues of the prophet and the beast king moved, following their devout silent prayers, the bright sky dimmed for a moment. Gray clouds suddenly appeared, like a head-high lion covering the light of wanton aggression with its body, and the noisy storm was just a

breathing.

The gray clouds want to block the light, but it's not that easy.

The pressure of the gods is gathering, and the evil spirits are dissipating.

"But for a short moment, he has not even come, it is just a thought, and the dying Nasonya blooms again... The evil hides itself deeper into the ground, hoping to escape the power and punishment of God.

."

The more powerful a being is, the more deeply he can feel the pressure. Baroque could not raise his head and look directly at the bright and changing sky. He held the prop in his hand and silently whispered in Ryan's mind.

"A brief thought can change the rules of life..."

Baroque lowered his head and looked at his feet. There was a Nasanya plant that was about to wither. It withered and then regenerated in the blood-colored light. New plants grew rapidly and tall, and bloomed one after another with extremely delicate and beautiful petals of the same color as the red light.

flower.

Baroque is not afraid of divine grace, his eyes are joyful and excited, he opens his soul to feel the pressure of God, and uses props to ask in Ryan's mind: "I have such a strong sense of oppression before I have decided to come. Is this the power of God?"

"

Ryan let go of the staff in his hand, but the mark of the Sky God in his palm had not yet dissipated.

When his fingers touched the witness of the void, the power of the void surrounded Ryan. He could ignore the divine power at this moment, and he was the only one who could do it.

The lich and black magician hiding underground are the source of the Howling Wind Plain. They are too close to the stone statue of the Beast God, and they already feel the pain of their souls being burned by the flames.

Realizing that Baroque was growing through divine power, Ryan stopped controlling the power of the void to protect him and raised his head slightly to look into the distance.

Looking at the world from afar, due to the coming of divine power, almost all the lives on the Wind Roaring Plain showed a posture of surrender at this moment.

Whether it is the tauren or the monsters living on the Wind Roaring Plains, even the magic plants, as well as the life forms including the orcs, the direction of surrender is where the stone tablet is.

In addition, when the sky becomes dark for a moment, the strangeness of the heaven and earth caused by the divine power, and the sense of oppression unique to the gods...

Humans, aliens...orcs from afar, prophets and real shamans, they were the first to sense the will of the beast god, and immediately left the place where they were at the moment, without even having time to assemble, and rushed towards the Wind Roaring Plains as quickly as possible.

Wind, water, earth and fire as well as the central imperial city, etc...

Even if the divine power only appears in the sky above the Wind Roaring Plains, all living beings can feel the oppressive feeling of the divine power.

In the palace in the central imperial city, the bright orb of light in the hand of a 'priest' suddenly became half dark.

As his fingers wandered between light and darkness, a double-layered petal slowly fell from the sky.

The priest quietly stared at the figure in the light, and with a slight laughter coming from behind, someone came riding the breeze.

The sacred and dangerous light and darkness equally divided the sphere, and the priest's fingertips touched the other half of the sacred sphere, so the light temporarily retreated from the invasion of darkness, and the gray clouds gained a brief victory.

"Not the real divine power, Baroque."

After observing for a moment, Ryan withdrew his gaze, looked up to the sky in a relaxed mood, and said in Baroque's mind through the props: "Only hypocritical gods, in order to show off the powerful divine power they have finally obtained, will want to show their majesty all the time.

."

"You know God better than I do, so what you say must be correct."

Baroque closed his eyes, "So, everything we perceive at this moment is not the real God, right?"

The gray clouds finally suppressed the light, and the sky changed suddenly.

The roaring wind howled and echoed across the plains.

The sky is dim——

Ryan raised his head again, looked at the blood-red light flashing in the clouds, and the figure condensed in the clouds, and calmly replied in his mind: "Baroque, I once asked the God of the Sky to come to the sky.

No one expected that the gods would respond to my call, and their consciousness would be possessed by the stone statue of the gods.

Different from now, the power of the God of the Sky is more used to protect believers and guard the sky and clouds. The territory of the Beast God is not the sky."

"Suppress the light and dominate the sky."

Baroque opened one eye, and the emotion shown in his eyes disappeared, "Isn't he worried about causing the anger of the light and the sky?"

"Have you forgotten the Pope? Baroque."

Ryan looked through the clouds, "Gods only need one thought to observe the world. What is really difficult to do is to trace more of the future and past.

He can use his broken godhead to disguise himself as a god, which shows that his own strength and life are close to that of a god. He possesses the broken godhead of the beast god, and he also has a special relationship with the beastmen.

When an orc asks God to come, as long as he decides to recall, he will be able to know the situation on the continent through the godhead."

"If my guess is correct..." Ryan, "He should already know the reason for asking God to come."

"On the surface, aren't there lichs and black magicians who are carrying out all the plans?" Barok said, "If my memory is correct, the gods that the orcs believe in and the gods of the sky are all gods who support light."

"The Pope is the most dangerous existence. He wants to devour the life of the Minotaur... The false god should not do this at this moment."

The wind suddenly became more violent. Ryan cast magic on himself and Baroque to prevent the storm containing divine power from blowing off his hood. He continued to say calmly in his mind: "Everything the Pope did was tarnishing the light. If it weren't for the true body, he would not be able to come to the mainland.

, Guang will definitely not tolerate the Pope being so rampant.

As for the God of the Sky... The reason why the Yu Clan and the Orcs in the clouds of the sky have friendly exchanges is because the God of the Sky is on good terms with the Beast God. There is not much relationship between the Feather Clan and the Orcs. The Feather Clan is more similar to the Angels.

The God of the Sky would agree to the reason why the Sky gave in. He must have noticed something...

Baroque, with your intelligence, you will definitely be able to guess what I am referring to even if I don’t say it.”

Baroque raised his head and looked at the sky slowly but reluctantly, "You mean... the god who guards the sky. He has already noticed everything at this moment in advance?"

"It's no accident, it should be."

Ryan put his palm flat in front of Baroque, "If you hadn't noticed it long ago, why would you have given me such long-term blessings?"

He has the blessing and mark of the God of the Sky. Except for dark gods with evil personalities, anyone who is called by Ryan must consider the consequences of rejection.

In addition, with the blessing of the mark and the sky god, Ryan can do things beyond his own abilities at the moment.

When the orcs called for the arrival of the beast god in unison, Ryan was vaguely aware of the sky god's blessing and the correct way to use his mark.

"Hypocritical God, the Pope..."

Baroque couldn't help laughing in Ryan's mind, and no longer forced himself to look up at the sky, "I have begun to look forward to...the moment when God comes."

"I'm also looking forward to it. It must be a completely different scene from the sky and clouds."

Ryan stretched out his hand to catch an unknown flower that was broken by the storm and floated in front of him in the wind. He warned in his head with a serious tone, "Baroque, the plants and life on the wind-whipping plain cannot withstand the power of God. What is about to come

God is coming, no matter what happens later, you must stand by my side and never leave."

Baroque's expectations are different from his expectations, which are expectations that may be involved at any time.

Ryan lowered his head slightly: "Baroque, I'm still worried that you won't be able to control yourself later. To avoid the destruction of your soul, how about I send you back now?"

Baroque was a little angry, "Lian, as a friend, you don't believe in my promise."

"But you are a devil." Ryan, "You have reminded me many times not to believe in devils. At this moment, I do have a little distrust."

Baroque:…

Damn it, he even felt like he couldn't be trusted!

"I'm not sure exactly what's going to happen." Ryan used his mental power to hold up the bouquet in his palm, attached it with magic and sent it to Baroque. "I have already felt that the false god has definitely arrived. When the light in the darkness cannot be restrained,

When you feel the attraction of desire, remember to hide in my cloak in time, just like you often do."

"I never do that kind of thing. It's such an insult to the devil's proud dignity."

With such an answer, Baroque himself was not sure that he would not be attracted by the upcoming war between the false god and the pope.

Ryan will remind him of this matter many times, indicating that if he really cannot control himself, it will definitely cause bad consequences.

Baroque caught the bouquet in front of him, thought about it and put it together with the props Ryan gave him, and said softly: "If I am attracted to war and death, remember to mention Cyril's name in my mind."

Ryan hummed softly, "This is really a touching reminder. I didn't expect to hear this sentence from you again. It really surprised me."

Baroque snorted heavily, "This shows that you don't understand the devil well enough."

After speaking, Baroque got into Ryan's cloak, easily jumped onto his shoulders, and placed a feather on Ryan's neck and on himself that was immune to death for one time.

Ryan could feel the power of the feathers and said with a smile: "Baroque, you are so considerate."

Baroque didn't want to answer, so he jumped off Ryan's shoulder, got out of his cloak, and looked at the tauren calling for the arrival of the gods.
To be continued...