Doomsday magic cultivator wandering the heavens

Chapter 242 243. Revenge
A sound like muffled thunder sounded in this bonfire room.

Everyone who heard the voice prostrated themselves on the ground at this moment, touching the ground with their foreheads to express their respect.

Obviously, the ancient witch who didn't know his character at all answered their prayers, and now he is focusing his attention on the bonfire on the altar.

At this moment, the old village head was trembling nervously, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound.

Even though he presided over the prayer ceremony very smoothly, in fact, he has presided over such a prayer ceremony all his life, and this time it is really the first time that he has received a response from the person who prayed.

After all, he is just an old village head in the countryside, and his prayers don't even look down on even a little devil.

Maybe only Chen Mo, who doesn't know anything now, will respond to it.

It has been a long time since I heard these people's demands, which made Chen Mo a little impatient. After all, the power of prayer provided by these people in such a village is too limited after all, and it is still impossible for Chen Mo to raise too much energy and attention.

Just when Chen Mo was about to withdraw his gaze, the old village chief finally overcame his excitement and controlled his choked throat. At the same time, the hidden rules made him understand who Chen Mo really was.

So the old village head couldn't wait to say: "The great benevolent one, the creator of the elixir, the enlightener of the house, the supreme witch, we pray that we can worship under your brilliance and listen to your infinite gospel."

Listening to these requests, Chen Mo couldn't help being a little funny. This kind of request is really rare. It may be that Chen Mo is used to praying for the equal exchange of faith and gods. Now seeing this, even if he wants to pray, he still asks someone to give him a chance to pray. It's really rare.

Isn't the more prayers the better for the gods?
Or are there any special rules in this world?

But Chen Mo didn't care about all of this, since the prayers of these people were good for him, and these people wanted to pray to him so much, then he naturally allowed them to pray.

"Yes."

Following Chen Mo's promise, the blood of the sacrificed cow flowed out, and then a figure was formed on the ground according to the rules of this world. This figure depicted ice and fire, as well as yin and yang. Obviously this figure represented Chen Mo.

Seeing the appearance of this graphic, smiles appeared on the faces of all the people in the village.

They were accepted, accepted by a great being, and from now on they also have people to back them!
The old village chief immediately took a step forward when the blood pattern was formed, then reached out his hand to touch the blood pattern on the ground, and then wiped it on his forehead.

Immediately, the pattern belonging to Chen Mo was imprinted on the forehead of the old village chief.

It's like a birthmark that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

Afterwards, the old village head told all the other villagers to do the same thing, imitating his example and imprinting the totem on their foreheads.

After leaving the brand on the forehead of all villagers.

Wisps of golden light rose from the bonfire that Chen Mo was paying attention to, and then suddenly scattered down.

It precisely hit the forehead of every villager.

Humans in this world have much stronger physiques than humans on Earth due to the abundance of aura, and even all of them are born with the strength of Qi training level.

It's just that the people in this village are abnormally thin due to long-term malnutrition.

But at this moment, under the shining of the golden light, their bodies became stronger and stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This is a gift!"

A joyful expression appeared on the face of the old village chief who had changed from thin to round.

Obviously he was betting right!

The ancient sorcerer who can send blessings to the world is indeed a generous sorcerer. He has just confirmed the relationship of enshrining, and then he gave the gift!
He looked devoutly at the bonfire that looked like a human face, and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

"O Greatest Merciful"

A whole lot of rainbow farts came out of his mouth sincerely.

Hearing these rainbow farts, Chen Mo didn't feel anything at all. After all, there were too many people who praised him, and the compliments of others were at least a bit technical, not so hard.

Seeing that these people had nothing else to do, Chen Mo was about to withdraw his gaze. At the same time, his body and Nascent Soul were warning him that he had to practice in seclusion and digest his merits, otherwise he would have to eat Supported.

However, at this moment, the old village head kowtowed to Chen Mo again, and then asked humbly: "Great benevolent one, my lord, do you have anything for us humble servants to accomplish."

Hearing this sentence, Chen Mo thought for a while, and there is indeed something that these people need to accomplish, and that is prayer, because the power of prayer can improve Chen Mo's absorption of meritorious power, and can speed up Chen Mo's advancement.

So Chen Mo replied: "Pray, pray more."

It's not that Chen Mo doesn't want to answer more accurately, but that he is indeed starting to feel sleepy. This is not physical or mental sleepiness, but the sleepiness that comes from the soul of Nascent Soul.

The absorption and accumulation of a large number of merits will affect the soul of those who have merits.

In Buddhism, this process is called becoming a Buddha with merit, and in the world of cultivating immortals, it is called the golden body of merit. This is a transformation, and this transformation naturally requires Chen Mo to retreat and comprehend.This is very urgent, and this urgency creates an illusion similar to sleepiness.

Chen Mo withdrew his attention from that village, and his whole body began to feel a little dizzy. This was caused by the strength of the soul surpassing the body and the Nascent Soul, which made the matching degree between the soul and the body decline.

So Chen Mo directly used his four banners plus the power of merit to set up a hidden formation in this forest, and then he leaned against a pine tree, sat cross-legged and practiced in seclusion.

Just after Chen Mo retreated and practiced.

The bonfire in the fire pond slowly changed from a face of fire to an ordinary bonfire.

The old village chief watched the face formed by the bonfire disappear, but the bonfire did not return to a dilapidated state, but continued to burn vigorously, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that his village had survived.

It's just that he understands that it is not a matter of course to be protected just because the person being prayed to speak well. Everything in the world follows a truth, that is, there is no free lunch, and you must pay if you want to get it.

And what does the greatest Merciful need?

pray?

Yes, it is prayer.

More prayers.

Then you need to spread the reputation of the merciful!

Thinking of this, the old village head squeezed his fist, and found that there seemed to be vigorous power bursting out of his body.

He stood up, looked around, and looked at the villagers who had been strengthened again.

Then he shouted loudly: "We survived! We got shelter! But this shelter is not free, and there is no free shelter in this world!"

"Our Lord, the Greatest Merciful, needs more prayers! More sacrifices! Now, I, Carl, will no longer be the mayor of our village, I will be the priest of our sect of the Merciful! To give the most More prayers from the great Merciful!"

"More prayers for the greatest of mercy!"

Following the impassioned statement of the old village head, oh, no, it should be called Priest Karl, everyone felt as if they had been beaten to death.

"First of all, first thing, that is revenge! That damned naga! Now we have the power of revenge!"

Obviously, Priest Karl absolutely remembered the naga who persecuted them to death.

"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!"

And the villagers, at this moment, have already been dazzled by the sudden power.

The villagers who claimed to be the sect of the Merciful immediately went back to their homes to find various weapons, some of them had bows and long knives for hunting.

But more people are carrying dung forks and spears made from sharpened wooden sticks.

A group of people rushed towards the sea in a mighty manner.

When they came to the beach, these people were a little stunned. After all, they were human beings, not murlocs, and they didn't have the ability to go deep into the sea.

Everyone turned their eyes to Old Priest Karl.

Seen by everyone's expectant eyes, Priest Karl stretched out his palm and stroked his forehead, then prayed to Chen Mo.

At this moment, Chen Mo has already fallen deeply into the deepest closed-door practice, and he reacted completely instinctively to these prayers. After receiving the power of prayer, according to the amount and devotion of the power of prayer, a part of it will be returned. Strength to those who pray.

Among Chen Mo's laws is the law of ice water, and he is no stranger to this aspect of power.

So it was returned to Priest Karl.

Therefore, among the totems on Priest Karl's forehead, the totem symbolizing Chen Mo's law of water flowed out blue power, forming several silk threads on Priest Karl's body.

At this moment, Priest Karl looked at the sea, without a trace of awe. Instead, he felt closeness for the first time. This is definitely a different kind of experience for a fisherman who is often destroyed by wind and waves on the sea.

All the others followed Priest Karl's prayers and gained the power of water.

Then, under the leadership of Priest Karl, a group of people rushed into the sea. At this moment, these people entered the sea and only felt that there was only one word to describe them, that is, like a fish in water.

As for where the warrior Naga's tribe is, Priest Karl actually knows something about it. After all, he has lived by the sea for so many years. If he doesn't know where the enemy who has been bullying them is, he can indeed be killed.

A group of people followed Priest Karl towards the Naga tribe.

The Naga tribe in the nearby sea area is actually just a small tribe. After all, all the real big Naga tribes are stationed in the deep sea.

To Naga, the shallow sea and land are the same as the desert is to human beings, they are the poorest places.

At this moment, the Naga tribe is holding a grand wedding with singing and dancing.

That warrior Naga can be regarded as the first few powerful figures in the Naga tribe, so his wedding was naturally extremely grand.

Naga are the elves of the seabed, so they are also very picky about where they live. It is impossible to build houses normally in the ground, but this does not bother them. They use the corals on the seabed to build houses, and even they will Use spells to spawn corals and make them grow a beautiful house.

Right now, in such a beautiful coral house, a beautiful girl is arguing with a naga.

"You dishonest bastard! You actually destroyed the bonfire in the village! You are trying to make the village of Bisol completely die tonight!"

Obviously this girl is the Saintess Sophia of Bisol Village.

As a human being, she couldn't breathe in the sea, but the Naga warrior obviously put in a lot of effort to marry this beautiful saint. He even found a rare object in the sea to avoid water drops.It was made into a necklace and tied around the neck of the saint so that the saint Sophia could breathe underwater.

The Naga warrior was not angry after hearing the curse of the saint Sophia, but spread his hands, shrugged indifferently, and then said: "Today is our big day, I asked them to bless our newlyweds, but these people They all just curse at me, and they are not idiots, so naturally I have to teach them a lesson!
Hey, I attacked the bonfire in the firepit, but I didn't completely extinguish it. As long as they come to the beach today to give up and give us wedding blessings, I will make the bonfire in the firepit flourish again! "

After hearing what the warrior Naga said, the girl Sophia was speechless for a long time, and finally could only squeeze out a sentence, "Shameless!"

This Naga warrior is too shameless. It doesn't count if he robs himself by force, but he even asks the people in his village to bless him. Isn't he afraid of thunder?

"If you can get you by being shameless, then I'd rather be more shameless."

The Naga warrior swayed his snake tail indifferently, "My beauty, the auspicious time to get married is coming soon!"

However, at this moment, a bell rang suddenly among the waves.

"This is the assembly bell! Someone is attacking the Horde!"

The warrior Naga reacted immediately after hearing the bell.

Then he directly picked up his own weapon, six pirate long knives, and quickly went to the assembly point in the village. While going out, he didn't forget to activate the formation in his room, trapping the girl Sophia inside.

Before the warrior Naga got close to the meeting point, he found that his village seemed to have been breached, because there was an enemy intercepting him on the way, and he was somewhat familiar with this enemy. It was a young fisherman from Bisol Village, and The reason why this fisherman and warrior Naga is familiar is because this fisherman is also an admirer of the saint Sophia.

The so-called rivals are extremely jealous when they meet each other.

"Damn the six-armed worm!" The fisherman held a harpoon in his hand, the blue lines on his body flashed, and shot towards the warrior Naga in a jet-like movement in the water.

(End of this chapter)