Reborn as a tree

Chapter 385 The Rejected Law God
The process of signing the covenant of the gods was quite simple, but all parties were very satisfied.

Whether it is He Jiu, Vulcan, Beast God or Dragon Clan, they all got what they wanted.

For He Jiu, if he can develop steadily, he can gradually widen the gap with others.

And this covenant of the gods not only gave He Jiu enough time to develop quietly, but also gave him a place to surpass everyone.

Vulcan also gained enough benefits from the Dragon Clan through the negotiation with He Jiu.

The Beast God got the stable life he longed for most.

With He Jiu and Vulcan's promise, Beast God can finally learn foreign languages ​​from the female mercenaries on his territory with peace of mind.

As for the dragon clan, the three giant dragons imprisoned by He Jiu were exchanged at the smallest price, and they were able to lick their wounds silently.

It can be said that this covenant of the gods is a happy event.

However, there was only one person who was mad with hatred for the covenant of the gods.

That is the God of Fa!
The god of law, who is excluded from the covenant of the gods, may face the invasion of other gods almost at any time.

Not to mention the mighty wood god, even in the face of the fire god, Lattimore did not have the confidence to win the battle.

Under the circumstances that other gods would not easily fight among themselves, the prospect of him, the god of law, was almost foreseeable.

At this moment, Lattimore was looking into the distance with a distorted expression.

"God of Wood, God of Fire, you are deceiving people too much..."

While he was talking crazily to himself, there was also a voice echoing in his mind.

"Hehe, your belief in the god of law from another world seems not to be recognized by the will of the plane here."

Ratmore suddenly said furiously: "You are talking nonsense, I am a native-born mountain magician, why doesn't the will of the plane recognize me!"

The voice in his mind said calmly: "Although you are a native of the Shanze Realm, the source of your belief is not.

That was brought from another world by the dead ghost president before you.

I didn't expect that you would treat something that that guy didn't dare to use as a treasure. "

Lattimore clenched his fists tightly, and his expression became more and more distorted: "He is a person from another world, so naturally he dare not become a god in the Shanze world.

But I am different, the will of the plane did not reject me! "

The voice in his mind sounded again: "Yeah, I didn't reject you, but I didn't accept you either.

Without the acknowledgment of the will of the plane, if you want to ignite the divine fire by collecting a little bit of faith, you can only wait slowly.

But there are many people who want to become gods.

Maybe thousands of years after the first batch of people ignited the divine fire, you are still just a demigod not recognized by the will of the plane.

When the territory of those true gods is not enough, you, the god of law who is not recognized by the will of the plane..."

Stimulated by this voice, Lattimore's expression became more and more distorted.

He yelled at the top of his lungs, "Shut up!"

However, Lattimore's furious roar only stopped the voice in his mind for a short moment.

When Lattimore's roar faded away, the voice in his head sounded again: "Are you angry?

So, you also know your ending.

You can't get out of trouble without someone helping you.

But no one can help you except me! "

Lattimore said with red eyes, "Don't take me for an idiot, you will only turn the Shanze Realm into a paradise for demons!"

The purpose was punctured, but the voice said without any panic: "In the devil's paradise, at least there is still a place for you.

In the normal Shanze world, you are just a stepping stone for other people.

However, it is quite conscious to see that you, the God of Dharma, are being used as a stepping stone.

Remember to tell me when that day comes.

It's rare for me to see a demigod trampled on like a dog. "

In this joking voice, Lattimore's hands clenched tighter and tighter, and one of his fingers was even broken by himself.

However, he didn't seem to feel the pain, and the voice just kept echoing in his mind.

After a long while, he suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "Vulcan, since you want to occupy my believers, don't blame me for dying with you!

Prepare your troops, I will make them all pay! "

Although this passage didn't match the preface and the afterword, the voice in Lattimore's mind knew that his temptation was successful.

The voice said lightly: "It should have been like this a long time ago, I really don't know what you were hesitating about before."

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After recovering from the epiphany, He Jiu was overwhelmed with inspiration, and strange rhythms lingered around him non-stop.

With the rotation of the core of the tree of life and death, the energy floating between the heaven and the earth is instantly dissociated.

Vitality, dead air, flames, frost...

Heavy energy with strange attributes becomes distinct in this rhythm.

With a flick of He Jiugen's whiskers, an energy storm appeared out of thin air.

Those energies with mixed attributes were carried by the strong wind and flew into the sky, leaving only a strong vitality and a little bit of death.

After being filled with vitality from traveling between heaven and earth, it was once again dissociated into various strange energies.

A moment later, He Jiu flicked the roots again, and dispelled those strange energies again.

In this way, in the repeated flicking of He Jiugen's beards, only a strong vitality and a trace of death were left in the entire Shenmu City.

The people in Shenmu City who were injured due to various reasons found that their injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And those who suffer from diseases suddenly feel that the pain in their bodies is gradually moving away from them.

An old man who had been paralyzed for more than half a year stood up alone after only a moment.

In one day, most of the countless wounded patients in Shenmu City had healed up.

Such a miracle immediately made the believers of He Jiu in Shenmu City ecstatic.

Even those ordinary people who were frightened by Longwei one after another, the fear in their hearts was wiped away.

Soon, fanatical believers prayed spontaneously.

At this moment, He Jiu was quietly feeling the changes in himself.

Under the shroud of this pure energy, the two depressions on his stump were swelling up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And the broken branches above his head also began to grow rapidly.

After only half a day, He Jiu's injury on the tree stump recovered, and he no longer looked like he was being chewed by a dog.

After recovering from his injuries, He Jiucai focused on those believers who were still praying.

Although his believers prayed for most of the day, they were all in good spirits.

Looking at the state of those believers, even if they don't eat or drink or pray for two or three days, it's not a big problem.

These pious believers made He Jiu feel quite complicated.

Recently, the Dragon Clan has come to attack and harass one after another.

Although he won in the end, the aftermath of every battle will always affect the people in Shenmu City more or less.

Those people who were affected were injured at least, or died directly at worst.

In He Jiu's perception, it was because he, the wood god, failed to protect his believers.

But the vast majority of his believers don't have the slightest resentment towards him, the wood god.

On the contrary, every time he defeated the Dragon Clan, his followers would become more devout.

(End of this chapter)