totem god system

Chapter 275 The return of the gods
As the red light kept beating and stretching, it spread from a small red dot, and finally turned into a group of horses... foals.

But even though it was just a colt, the red-maned horse was still a god after all. The coercion spread, and all the tribesmen knelt down obediently.

Whether you believe in him or not, you must respect him.

The red-maned horse ran around twice in the air coquettishly, and everyone's heads followed him around twice.

"System, I feel that he has taken away the gaze that should belong to me." Xiaobai thought for a while and said to the system in his heart.

"Just say that you failed to pretend to be coercive and that's the end of it. Why are you pretending to be gentle." The system said dismissively.

"...I feel that when he becomes my mount, I will definitely slap his ass hard." Xiao Bai said ruthlessly in his heart.

"Oh, your punishment is really heavy." The system never forgets to hit the poisonous snake, and then dived and disappeared.

After running two laps to vent his depression trapped by the golden ball, the red-maned horse also knew that his current state was not suitable for pretending... emmm... It was to show his divine power, so he turned around and walked towards the totem pole ran over.

With a soft sound, the figure of the red-maned horse disappeared into the totem pole, leaving behind a small red cloud in the sky, proving that a god once passed by.

Hongmane Yanglie held the totem pole and didn't dare to move it. He had heard from Xiaobai that his god was not in a good condition. Who knew if the shaking of the totem pole would affect the god, so his body was stiff. Like wood carvings and clay sculptures.

"Xiaobai, take a look." When Hongmane Yanglie spoke, he wished he could keep his mouth shut.

Xiaobai rolled his eyes, no matter how weak the god is, he is not so weak, he strode forward, casually took the totem pole from Hongmane Yanglie's hand, dangling it in his hand Played around.

The play is for outsiders to see. In fact, Xiaobai's divine power has penetrated into the totem space and communicated with the red-maned horse.

"How do you feel?" Xiaobai's voice sounded in the totem space.

"Very good!" Although the space in this totem pole is not large, it is a totem space after all, which is enough for the red-maned horse.

"Your new home is not big." Xiaobai felt the size of the space and said disdainfully.

"Hehe." The red-maned fierce horse dared to laugh. He didn't dare to argue with Xiaobai. Others don't know, but he knows clearly that this boss is not a forest tribe, but a real man. God, so whatever Xiaobai said, he should just listen honestly.

"How long will it take to recover?" Compared with the size of the space, Xiaobai is more concerned about when the red-maned horse can recover. After all, this thing is likely to be his mount in the future.

"It should take a long time. There are too few believers." The red-maned horse sighed helplessly.

The Red Maned Horse Tribe had a relatively small population. This time, the tribal people were scattered due to the attack by giant worms. According to the source of their beliefs, these hundreds of people can actually still give him a full amount of Faith Points, but other people... …are rare, and at great distances from him, and not in large numbers.

Many of his believers must have died, and the remaining people seem to be gradually leaving his faith, probably thinking that he is dead, or has switched to other gods.

In other words, the only believers who can really absorb the faith of the red-maned horse are the hundred and ten knights in front of him.

The faith contributed by these hundred and ten people, not to mention whether it can restore him to his peak state or keep him alive, is very good.

"Then raise it slowly, and then think of a way." Xiaobai said calmly. The solution in his mouth is definitely not to use his own beliefs to help the red-maned horse, but to consider how to expand the red-maned horse. believer.

After all, Xiaobai is a forest god. It is not easy to establish his own belief in the grassland, but the red-maned horse is different. He is an out-and-out god of the grassland. He wants to attract believers better than himself, a forest god. much easier.

Now the red-maned fierce horse has almost sworn allegiance. After he recovers, he will definitely become a member of Xiaobai's command. Helping him is tantamount to helping himself.

Thinking about it this way, Xiaobai will still serve dim sum.

After talking briefly with the red-maned fierce horse, Xiaobai exited the totem space, stopped the movement of his hands, and looked at the red-maned Yanglie with the totem pole.

"Xiaobai..." Hongmane Yanglie looked at Xiaobai expectantly.

"Well, there is no big problem, it went well." Xiaobai gave an answer with a smile.

"Oh ho ho..." Hongmane Yang Lie collapsed on one knee, cheering loudly.

The knights behind him also heard Xiao Bai's words, and they all became happy, hugging each other, laughing loudly, tears streaming down their cheeks without knowing it.

Those who have not experienced the death of gods may never understand their feelings at this time.

With the protection of the gods, it is like having a feeling of home, always feeling warm, and having a harbor where you can shelter from the wind in danger.

On the contrary, you will feel uneasy and feel empty in your heart.

Now that the totem pole is in place and the gods are starting to come back to life, the joy of lost and found can drive people crazy.

Xiao Bai just quietly watched them go crazy, and when they shouted enough, Xiao Bai handed the totem pole in his hand to Hongmane Yanglie.

"Don't be too happy." Xiaobai said to Hongmane Yanglie.

"What? The state of the gods..." Hongmane Yanglie's heart skipped a beat, and he asked with a pale face.

"Don't think about it too much. Your gods have been severely injured. It is certain that they are not in a good state now. Also, he needs more believers now." Xiaobai said, his face became serious at last.

Believers, to the gods, are equal to life. Without believers, the life of the gods will enter a countdown until they die completely.

"A believer?" Hongmane Yanglie obviously didn't expect this encounter, and couldn't help being stunned.

He never thought that although the gods were resurrected, they lacked believers.

If it's something else, it's easy to handle. At worst, risk your life to grab it, there is always a chance.

But what should believers do?

Are they going to rob people, put a knife on their necks, and tell them to kill them if they don't believe in the red-maned horse?

Even if it succeeds, it is useless. The beliefs of believers threatened by such threats are impure, the beliefs they contribute are limited, and they are easy to betray.

Belief in the gods is best voluntary, and only voluntary belief in the gods will serve the gods wholeheartedly.

But all this takes time, a lot of time, and even several generations of cultivation.

But if there are no believers, the gods will weaken. What should I do? Red Mane Yang Lie is very worried.

"There will always be a way. At this stage, we still have to strengthen ourselves." Xiaobai patted Hongmane Yanglie on the shoulder and said comfortingly.

(End of this chapter)