Chapter 272: Deity Further 1

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“Nice Searching God, that is the blood feast that your humble and religious followers provide to you!” “Please bless your followers, in order that this hunt could also be bountiful!”

“The nice looking second… ‘

A Totem, shrouded in golden and pink, huge and majestic, with a number of ferocious beasts crouched beneath it, opened its crimson eyes after listening to these prayers, its eyes filled with confusion,

“The place am 1…?”

Yan Whitehall opened his eyes and heard the prayers in his ears, and immediately grew to become bewildered,

“Did I journey to a distinct world?”

“And I grew to become the Totem of an indigenous tribe?”

“Am I going to reside the depressing lifetime of ingesting blood from mushy fur and

tearing to be assimilated right into a beast by the tribe’s taith(”

Earlier than Yan Whitehall had time to think twice, a considerable amount of reminiscence emerged in his thoughts.

After a couple of seconds, this highly effective physique digested these reminiscences simply, with out inflicting any ache to Yan Whitehall.

Presently, Yan Whitehall had a common understanding of his scenario —

“This mainland is named the Nice Wasteland, a spot the place quite a few tribes, indigenous deities coexist, and the place fixed strife takes place.”

“Totem, Big Spirit, Deity!”

“This can be a world the place gods actually exist!”

With that thought, Yan Whitehall clenched his fist, feeling the terrifying energy inside him.

Every time he desires, he can descend on any member of the tribe, to not point out tearing tigers and leopards aside, even lifting elephants and throwing them for 3 days with out falling like Shakyamuni could be potential.

Furthermore, Yan Whitehall felt that there was a transcendent power inside his physique!

“Ferocious Beast Servant, I can summon ferocious beasts, tame them, and even tame the Transcendent Desolate Beasts!”

“Searching Mark, I can lock onto any being and tear the area in entrance of him to kill him at any time, however since I’m only a Totem, this vary is proscribed to a radius of 100 miles.”

“Totem Physique, or Transcendent Physique, is an influence unparalleled.”

“Other than this, there are lots of extra powers, however the silly Totem that was my predecessor didn’t uncover them!”

At the same time as a new child Totem, he had such terrifying energy.

To not point out these Big Spirits, which have been terrifying existences, even the legendary deities…

Considering of this, Yan Whitehall couldn’t assist however be passionate, fearing that the power to maneuver mountains, create and destroy may very well be potential!

He additionally wished to own nice energy, to face on the pinnacle of this world, however for the time being, his foremost objective was to outlive earlier than speaking about the rest.

In any case, it’s a barbaric and ignorant period, and nobody would defend him; solely his personal energy may defend him.

All of a sudden, Yan Whitehall’s face grew to become severe, as he recalled a bit of data from the reminiscence of his predecessor. He wasn’t precisely carefree and untroubled.

The tribe that worshipped him, the “Blood Hunt Tribe”, had greater than 80 adults able to looking, greater than 100 kids, and dozens of aged folks. It was only a small tribe with a complete of 300 folks.

This tribe relied on attempting to find a dwelling, and wasn’t invulnerable. Any small accident may trigger this insignificant tribe to vanish within the Nice Wasteland.

And now, catastrophe was about to return!

Amid the fixed prayer on the tribal ceremony, Yan Whitehall obtained a bit of stories.

Not too long ago, the variety of prey hunted by the Blood Hunt Tribe was quickly reducing, barely assembly the tribe’s consumption wants, making sacrificial actions extra frequent.

This phenomenon was seemingly as a result of northward migration of the Black Crocodile Tribe.

Not like Yan Whitehall’s intangible Totem, the Black Crocodile Tribe’s Totem, the God of the Black Crocodile, had a Black Crocodile Desolate Beast as its avatar.

And the Black Crocodile Tribe had practically a thousand folks, with greater than 300 warriors!

The Black Crocodile Tribe was superior to the Blood Hunt Tribe in each tribal power and Totem energy.

The most effective end result for the Blood Hunt Tribe, mendacity within the path of the Black Crocodile Tribe’s northward migration, could be to be defeated after which annexed.

After all, this was not essentially a nasty factor for the Blood Hunt Tribe, because it meant extra substantial tribal safety, growing their possibilities of survival.

Nevertheless, this information was not good for Yan Whitehall.

A tribe couldn’t have multiple Totem, until a higher-ranking existence presided over them, holding the Totems’ loyalty.

And the Black Crocodile Tribe had just one Totem, with no Big Spirits current.

That’s to say, if the 2 tribes met and the Blood Hunt Tribe was defeated, Yan Whitehall would face solely loss of life!

To be enslaved or to die…

Neither was what Yan Whitehall wished.

“However I actually can’t win.”

Yan Whitehall felt helpless. At this second, the prayers have been nonetheless ringing constantly in his ears, and the sacrifice of the Blood Hunt Tribe had not but ended.

The ritual had now reached the ultimate step, providing the blood feast!

There weren’t many guidelines within the small tribe, and the chief additionally acted because the priest.

The chief, Gamma, was a low-voiced, muscle-bulging, vein-bursting small large, over two meters tall, “Provide the blood feast!”

“Sacrifice to the Nice Searching God!”

Following his orders, two tribal warriors stepped ahead and swung their stone knives, immediately slaying the five-headed wolf beast laid out on the altar!

Splat!

Giant quantities of blood instantly gushed out, with all of the tribespeople watching this scene devoutly.

Silky threads of religion aura accompanied the ritual, assimilating the rising Blood Qi, reworking it right into a myriad of religion and pouring into the big Totem Pillar on the altar!