I became the sun god.

Chapter 180 Arrival of the White Bird Constellation

"Sure enough...you haven't been able to break through Tier [-], or even reach the peak of Tier [-]."

Looking at Alu and Abu who came back hand in hand, Ada showed helplessness on his face.

He himself failed to break through to Tier [-], not even reaching the peak of Tier [-].

After entering the third level, the speed of absorbing elements is faster, but the growth of cultivation has slowed down instead.

For this, Ada knew the reason.

That's when your potential is exhausted.

It's not that I can't do it anymore, but that the period of rapid growth has passed, and the rest depends on myself.

"Winter is coming..."

"It doesn't matter how many people will die this winter."

"The patriarch means that no matter what our state is, we should go out this winter."

"The Yanyang tribe has enough self-protection ability, we should pull out our hands to save others."

"We bathe in the grace of the sun god, and we should also bring light to others."

Ada stood on the square, looking at the endless mountains and forests in the distance, with piety and determination in his voice.

What Ada said was the current thinking of the high-level tribe.

The last time God issued an oracle, he asked to bring light to the world.

Believers have been working hard for this moment.

Now seeing that the growth of power has reached a plateau, everyone knows that it is time to cover the Great Desolation with light.

Even if their strength is not enough, they must do so this winter.

After all... After being packaged in a religious style, the actions of the Yanyang Tribe are just.

"Winter is coming, let's pray to our great gods."

Seeing that the strongest three had no fundamental changes, the tribe finally made such a decision.

More than ten days later, with the cold wind gradually blowing, the Yanyang tribe held a grand sacrificial activity.

A huge crowd gathered in the square, offering sacrifices and performances to the great Sun God, praying for the protection of the Sun God, and praising the greatness of the Sun God.

Qin Ran, who had just left the customs, watched the scene with satisfaction.

What a simple believer, even though he has disappeared for so long, his faith is still pious and firm.

Compared with people in the real world, these believers are all high-quality human believers.

It is even foreseeable that as the tribe gradually grows, the faith will only become larger and more pious.

Because with the efforts of the old patriarch, the belief about the sun god has been integrated into every aspect of life.

Thank the sun god for giving me food.

Thank you Sun God for giving me strength.

Thank the sun god for the bountiful harvest.

Thank the sun god for illuminating the sky and the earth.

Every aspect of food, clothing, housing and transportation has been integrated into the belief of the sun god.

Under such circumstances, even if the tribal civilization is developing, gods will only become more and more important in it.

If it is a bit naked, it is that this is a small society where theocracy is supreme, and theocracy is the greatest power.

Absorbing strong faith, Qin Ran looked at the believers below, but did not make any movements.

"O great sun god!"

"The cold winter has arrived, and everyone in the Yanyang Tribe is willing to spread light and warmth."

"When the snowflakes fall, the warriors of the Yanyang tribe will go on an expedition to bring light to more people."

"Praise the great and benevolent Sun God, your glory will eventually fill the whole world."

After praying in front of him, the old patriarch turned to look at all the clansmen and announced the expedition.

Thanks to months of brainwashing propaganda, the entire tribe no longer has any disagreements, and everyone is willing to spread the light.

Of course... everyone also knows that the more people there are, the higher their status will be.

After all, he is a direct descendant of the Yanyang tribe and a believer protected by the great sun god.

Yes...vested interests!
"almost."

Seeing the high morale of the tribe, Qin Ran knew it was time for a miracle.

Of course, it wasn't me who performed the miracle.

After all, he is the sun god who is aloof, and he is also the sun god who is considering changing the name of the god, so it is impossible to care about such a trivial matter.

Since the sun god cannot perform miracles in person.

"Then let the Sun God's messenger appear!"

Qin Ran chuckled, and the terrifying divine power swept across the world, and the world was suddenly dark.

In the dark sky, there is a big sun in the center, a moon around the sun, and endless stars shining.

"The Expeditionary of the Blizzard, the King of Calamity in the Northern Land..."

Before everyone could react, an indifferent voice sounded in the depths of the distant starry sky.

Then everyone was shocked to find that a certain constellation in the sky suddenly became brighter, and the endless starlight formed the image of a white bird like a blizzard.

The white bird flapped its wings, as if it was crossing the endless void and descending towards this world.

A biting chill swept across the world, and in the astonished and fanatical eyes of everyone, a magnificent cold light descended from the sky in the form of a white bird, impacting on the open space not far away.

The endless cold light spreads, and everything in its path is icy cold.

Amidst the turbulent air, a slender figure slowly walked out of the cold air.

It was a handsome but indifferent teenager.

With long golden hair and lake blue eyes, his appearance is completely out of place with Yanyang Blog.

"This is the Yanyang tribe that Ikki mentioned, right?"

Looking at the bewildered believers, Qin Ran pretended to be indifferent and said.

"Are you... a Saint?"

"A saint fighter under the command of our lord Sun God?"

Looking at Qin Ran's familiar holy clothes, the old patriarch took a step forward and asked with some uncertainty.

Qin Ran nodded, and said irrefutably:
"That's right, I am the holy fighter under my lord, White Bird Glacier."

"But...my lord is not the sun god."

Ok?
As soon as Binghe's words fell, the expressions of many people changed, and Alu's muscles tensed up.

It's not the saint of the sun god, which saint is that?
What is the purpose of such an existence coming to the Yanyang Tribe?
But...wrong?

The starry sky above his head is obviously the same as when Lord Ikki came. He should be the Saint Seiya of the Sun God.

Looking at the puzzled crowd, Binghe still had a cold face:

"Sun God?"

"That's what you call my lord, and it's also how my lord manifests in this world."

"But... my lord is not just the sun god."

"He is the great God of gods, the many Creator, the all-knowing and all-powerful Father, and the will of countless worlds."

"My lord has left different legends in countless worlds."

Having said that, Binghe paused, as if a blizzard appeared in his eyes.

His eyes swept around, and then a dazed expression appeared on his face:

"It turned out to be a small world."

"I finally understand why Ikki let me descend for a short time."

"You are really a lucky group to be noticed by my lord in such a barren and small world."

(End of this chapter)