Otherworldly Time Thieves

Chapter 769 The Grace of the Mad God (3)
"You definitely have war marks on your body! Don't you dare say so?" The old priest stared straight at Lao Zhu, as if he dared to say no, so he rushed over to bite him.

Lao Zhu did have tattoos on his body, that is, the pair of demon eyes on his back shoulders, but Lao Zhu always thought that it was just a tattoo, not a battle pattern!So Lao Zhu nodded his head and defended: "Yes, but..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the old priest, who said bitterly: "It's fine if you have it, you have already reached the holy rank, right? Come with me, I have a way to prove whether you are a barbarian or not!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and walked forward, muttering in his mouth while walking: "Damn guy! I want you to honestly recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors!"

Lao Zhu and Mozart looked at each other in surprise. What Lao Zhu was surprised was that this old man who was half buried in the ground could see his own strength at a glance. Could it be that this old man's strength was higher than his own?Above the holy rank, isn't that the god rank...

And Mozart was surprised because he didn't expect that the high priest would use the "Grace of the Mad God" ceremony on the boss. Mozart and the others knew the race of the boss best, but the high priest would use such a ceremony. Ceremony to prove, could it be said that the boss is really a barbarian family?
With such a mood, Lao Zhu and the others had no choice but to follow the high priest.After they left the hall and went to a room on the right, the people in the hall began to discuss.

There was only a trapezoidal altar in the room, and various battle patterns were engraved on the altar. The high priest stood on the edge of the altar, turned around to look at Lao Zhu, and said with a serious face.

"Boy! The ceremony of Mad God's Grace is used to give barbarians above the holy rank a new ability! The battle patterns of barbarians are not abstract and meaningless, every battle pattern has it Unique meaning, and the grace of the Mad God is to randomly select one of these battle patterns, and use his meaning to give the barbarians new abilities."

The high priest pointed at the altar and said to Lao Zhu, "Take off your shirt and lie down on it!"

Old Zhu smiled wryly, and didn’t know what to say. This old man is really brainless. He only has a tattoo of demon eyes on his body. Could it be possible that after this ceremony, he can still open a pair of eyes behind his back? ?
"Hey, that... Elder! Does it mean that if I don't gain new abilities after going through this ceremony, it means I'm not a barbarian anymore?" Old Zhu asked tentatively.

"Well, that's right!" The high priest nodded and said, "If you are really not a barbarian, I will apologize to you!"

"Okay!" Old Zhu resigned, and said, "I don't want your apology, as long as you don't bother me anymore." After speaking, he handed the little Jupiter in his hand to Shi Jie to hold him, and took it off. The clothes on the upper body reveal a whole body of strong muscles.

Looking at the muscles all over Lao Zhu's body and the tattoo of the demon eye on his back, although the high priest was also shivering from those vivid and strange eyes, he was more and more sure of Lao Zhu's bloodline.

(End of this chapter)