Belief In The Kingdom of God

In the distance of the village, some people stopped here, and one of the old men in black sacrificial clothes was quite conspicuous.

Among these people, there were dozens of warriors full of evil spirits, all of them looked fiercely at the group of **** slaves around them, laughing.

"Sacrifice your lord, I must be able to make up the sacrifice for a long time this time." On the side, a strong warrior with three feathers in his headdress said, faintly respectful.

On the side, the old man nodded: "Yes. The previous tribe, plus the current tribe, is enough for all the sacrifices this year."

"Then we can leave more young slaves." The warrior laughed and looked at some young and beautiful slave women around, with a faint coveting in his eyes.

Beside, the priest nodded, and his skinny skull-like face squeezed out a gloomy smile, looking terrifying.

"Why haven't the people we sent come back?"

After coming over for a while, the priest said in doubt, a little puzzled.

"It should be soon. With the number of warriors in that tribe, it should be over now."

Aside, the leader with three feather headdresses said so.

"Look, someone is back." He said, pointing to dozens of people running towards here in the distance.

"Why did they come back? Other people still have slaves from this tribe?" The priest said, subconsciously feeling something was wrong.

Hearing what he said, other people around suddenly felt something was wrong.

The leader walked up to a panting warrior who seemed to be fleeing, and said in doubt: "Why do you look like this? What about the others?"

"Master Barrick, they, they..."

At this time, the soldier was panting, with a hint of fear in his eyes: "We, we were defeated by the other party."

"What?" The leader named Barek was shocked and asked hurriedly: "Why did you lose? How many people did the opponent have?"

"There is only one person, the intelligence has made a mistake, and there is a totem in the other party's tribe."

At this time, another person ran forward, seeming to be a small leader, covered in scars, and the same surviving fear in his eyes, as he said.

"impossible!"

Around, the chief yelled with the priest.

"Before we came, we had investigated clearly, and the ancestral spirit told me clearly that there can be no totem in this village."

The old priest said decisively.

"Yes, the ancestor spirit has never made a mistake, not to mention that if the totem is really to make a shot personally, how can you guys come back?"

The leader on the side said, as the number one person next to the sacrifice here, he is very aware of the power of the tribal totem, and may not be able to slaughter a tribe in a moment, but for this person, it is absolutely easy.

"It is mostly a natural spirit wandering in the wilderness. I hope to become a totem and enjoy the sacrifice."

The priest sneered, not caring.

He pointed to the defeated soldiers recovered from the surrounding area, and said, "You take us over and let me see who dares to oppose us."

"If there is an adult, it must be impossible for the other party to resist."

Bareque smiled and said with confidence.

He knows the horror of the opponent better than everyone on the scene. In the past, he has not encountered such a situation, but when the opponent makes a move, no matter how powerful it is, he can only accept death obediently. If it weren't for the terrifying strength of the opponent, he would not be so respectful to him. After all, above the wilderness, strength comes first.

On the other side, after repelling the enemy, Bam looked at his hand blankly, sensing the power that seemed to be overwhelming in his body, and was shocked: "This is the power of the totem?"

He looked around, countless soldiers fell to the ground. He walked up to a person and bowed to look at him.

This is one of his relatives, his cousin, the relationship is irreversible, like a brother. At this time, the opponent was bleeding and bloody, but his eyes were full of expression.

"Ahem, boss..." He tried hard to speak, his eyes full of trust, worship, and so on.

"Stop talking." Bam looked at him blankly, his heart full of pain. He knew that the other party couldn't live anymore, and now it's just a glimpse.

In this primitive and desolate world, the low level of medical care is unimaginable by modern people. Even if it's just a minor illness that is insignificant in the eyes of modern people, it is a terrible disaster for the people here. To a certain extent, because of this, the status of the sacrifice is so high, because the sacrifice not only bears the right to sacrifice to the totem ancestor spirit, but also serves as a part-time doctor.

At this moment, his heart was full of grief, thinking of the time he had lived with and fought with him, and suddenly an emotion could no longer be contained, violently impacted his heart, making him want to cry.

He looked around again, all the warriors belonging to his tribe were wounded.

"If you can get this power sooner." He looked at the palm of his hand and felt the majestic power conceived in his body, as he thought.

"Power?" Suddenly, a flash of light flashed across his mind, and he seemed to be thinking about something. One hand gently stroked the tribe who fell on the ground.

"Since you are an omnipotent god, please prove it to me!" He roared in his heart, praying so earnestly for the existence in the dark for the first time.

In response to the cry coming from behind, Chen Ming glanced at the other person in surprise.

The gods have the ability to perceive their followers, and the gods who really ignite the sacred fire can even be separated from several large universes and still be able to clearly sense people who call their own gods. However, Chen Ming is still unable to achieve this point. Although the connection with the believer is still there, he can only contact the believer on his own initiative. As for the initiative to contact him through the secret line of faith, only Gramma, who was appointed by him as the pope, can do it.

Thinking of this, he smiled again, and the divine power in his body was gently stirred, and it was transmitted to the other party through the secret connection.

These people present are all believers he will prepare for the future, and he naturally doesn't want more casualties.

Suddenly, Bam only felt a greater divine power coming from his body, and at the same time, a green radiance lightly brushed the man on the ground on the palm of his hand.

After the green light enveloped his body, in the shocking eyes of the people around, wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, restoring his body to its original state.

After just a few breaths, the green light gradually disappeared, and the soldier who was dying had no injuries on his whole body, but his face was still a little pale.

He stood up, looked at his body in disbelief, sensing the familiar power and returning to the body again: "This, this..."

Opposite, Bam looked at each other in shock. He just vented his grief, but he didn't expect that the **** would really respond to his prayer.

But then, he looked at countless clansmen who fell on the ground around him, and suddenly he didn’t have time to continue thinking about this problem. He quickly walked to the next clansman, followed the feeling just now, gently exerted, a divine power came out and transformed. The green light shrouded him.

It was another shocking process, and as the green light disappeared, another person was cured.

Seeing this, the originally desperate clansmen all around looked at Bam, with hope again in their eyes.

And Bam didn't hesitate, and walked forward one by one, and healed one by one.

Seeing this, Chen Ming frowned. When did this happen?

So he waved his hand, and suddenly a drop of divine power burst out directly, turning into hundreds of points of light through Bam’s body, covering the people one by one. After a few breaths, everyone on the field couldn't believe that he was touching himself. The undamaged body looked at Bam in a daze.

Looking at his majestic body, there was a strong madness and admiration in his eyes.