totem god system

Chapter 489 Climbing the Altar

The appearance of the supreme oracle also made the tribal people understand the function of the walker's altar. It turned out that it was used to change jobs, and the tribal people immediately went crazy.

Clergy professionals in every tribe are well-deserved high-level, noble, and proper high-level figures. If you want to become a priest, you must win the favor of the gods. There are not many opportunities. Many people have no hope of becoming a priest in their lives. By.

The appearance of the altar gave them new hope. Do you want to become a priest? Climb up, climb up. The moment you stand on the altar, you will be successful.

Countless people began to swarm towards the altar, but the altar is miniature, and it can only accommodate one person at a time to climb. They must climb up the steps, no more, no less, two steps at a time are not allowed, keep your feet on the ground , can't be tricky, stepping forward on thorns and sharp stones.

Can thorns and stones prevent a man from growing strong?
Of course not, primitive people wouldn't care. They lined up and strode up the steps of the altar, heading upwards.

The tribal people overlooked one point, that is, the altar was set up by Xiaobai and produced by the system, how could it be so simple, the seemingly ordinary thorns and stones are made of divine power, lethal and normal thorns and stones are not the same language.

The instant he stepped on it, the blood was bloody, the pain penetrated to the bone marrow, the sole of the foot was pierced, blood splashed along the wound, and flowed onto the steps, the confident tribal people immediately howled in misery.

Even so, they were still unwilling to give up. While howling miserably, they tried their best to lift their feet up, and then were pierced again.

Just a few steps made him unable to move forward, and fell from the road to the altar.

The tribal man who fell was discouraged, and his foot was injured. In this era of lack of medicine, this kind of injury is easy to be infected, and what awaits him is death.

But miraculously, when he fell to the ground, he felt no pain.

"Ah~~~~Huh? Uh-huh?" The tribal man who fell off the altar howled a few times, and suddenly froze. He sat up from the ground, raised his feet and looked at the soles of his feet. Where is there any wound? It turned out to be intact, he scratched his head in doubt: "What's going on?"

He looked up at the road to the altar, and there was a row of tribesmen on it, one by one climbing up with loud howls, and some people fell down from time to time.

The person who landed was in the same state as him, wailing loudly, then fell silent after howling, and looked around blankly.

"Pfft..." The No. 1 fallen tribal man looked at it and suddenly laughed out loud. He quickly covered his mouth and looked around. He was relieved when he found that no one noticed him, and laughed at the other injured people. , this kind of thing is very unpopular.

Maybe he will be beaten, but unfortunately no one will come to see him at this time, they are all staring at the altar.

More and more people climbed up the altar, and then fell down screaming.

No.1 The fallen tribal people are still very smart. He discovered something that other people didn't notice, that is, all the priests did not appear. Climbing the altar, there is no plan to go forward at all.

"What's going on here?" The tribal man blinked and pondered.

It should be that the altar does not allow them to climb, right?He thought so.

and many more!

The tribal people suddenly froze for a moment, climbing?
He looked at the soles of his feet, there were no wounds, and his eyes lit up immediately.

He was not injured, that is to say, he can still move freely, he can completely climb for the second time!

Then wait a fart, go!
He stood up, rushed towards the altar, and boarded the altar again.

This time he was even worse. He fell down in pain after only going up two steps. The pain this time was far better than the first time, and it had even spread to his waist, making him unbearable.

"Why?" The tribal people who fell down again looked confused, why did this happen?

He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to think about it anymore, so he got up again and rushed forward.

This time it was even more tragic. He fell down just after stepping on the steps of the altar. The pain made him unbearable.

"Why!!!" Falling again, the tribal people collapsed, shouting wildly, attracting the attention of the people around them.

"Faith is impure."

The tribal people didn't expect that his behavior would actually be responded to. He vaguely heard the voice of the god and saw the phantom of the god.

There was indifference in the god's eyes, and he looked at him indifferently, as if looking at an ant.

This god is also a member of Xiaobai's subordinates, but Xiaobai doesn't know him, he doesn't know what level of God he is, and it's not worth Xiaobai to know.

But the altar gave him a warning. He always thought that even if the tribal people were not fanatical about him, they were devout. However, the tribal people kept falling and gave him a slap in the face.

These one hundred and eight steps are to be climbed by faith. The higher the degree of faith, the less damage will be caused. If the faith reaches piety, it will not even cause harm.

But the tribe he faced was smart, but his belief level was too low, and he fell down before climbing a few steps, which made him angry.

Looking at the other tribal people grinning and climbing the stairs, he was even more chilled, no one could climb to the top of the altar?What kind of people are my believers?
At this moment, the gods saw a young man in the crowd. This young man was ordinary-looking and dressed in ordinary clothes. No, it should be said that he was dressed in rags. He was completely incomparable with other tribesmen. He had a bad appearance, but it was his eyes that attracted the attention of the gods, very calm and calm.

He had stood there for a long time without fighting with anyone, which seemed very magnanimous.

This young man is interesting, the gods dare to look at him with interest.

At last the young man was in line, and he stepped forward with bare feet, looking at the low steps covered with thorns.

The young man closed his eyes and prayed silently.

A force of faith was transmitted to the gods with the young man's prayers, and the gods widened their eyes. There is a lot of power of faith.

Just when the gods were surprised, the young man opened his eyes. No one else gritted his teeth and endured the pain. He just raised his feet calmly and stepped on the first step.

The imagined pain did not appear, the young man was slightly stunned, and looked down at his feet, feeling a little cold... nothing else, as if the thorns did not exist.

Wait, the young man looked down and was stunned again, because there were indeed no thorns where he stepped, or the thorns avoided his feet and scattered to both sides.

The young man looked at the second step, raised his foot and stepped up. His speed was very slow, which was deliberate, just to see what would happen.

(End of this chapter)