I am a god in another world

"The ancestors keep it, that's our totem!"

"Haha... This is a counterattack from our totem."

"Kill all these invaders and make them pay!"

In the rolling magma, there were totem phantoms flipping one after another. When the magma was added, a magical scene happened. The Leatherman captives did not fall into a burning state on the spot. On the contrary, the ropes on their bodies were burned off and they regained their freedom.

The Tukan people were completely the opposite. They fell into a raging fire, wailing one by one, and kept slapping the flames on their bodies. Some accidentally lost their feet in the process, and some could not bear the pain and jumped down, ready to fall to their death.

It was the same magma, why did such a completely different situation occur?

The Leatherman people had no time to think about this problem. After regaining their freedom, they involuntarily picked up the most convenient weapons from their side, or stones, or the weapons discarded by the Tukan people, and some even rushed up with fists.

"This is an illusion. Everything in front of you is an illusion. Wake up. Wake up. Kill those captives. Kill all the captives quickly." Those dark witches, especially those who cast the real vision on themselves, know more clearly what happened.

The so-called volcanic eruption.

It's just an illusion with an amazing coverage.

No, it should be more advanced than this. It is a real illusion, because judging from the reactions of those Tukan people, those magma phantoms can really bring them burning and stinging pain.

Since this pain does not come from the flesh, it can only be the soul.

This feeling from the soul is so real that those Tukan people completely believe it is true, which causes their flesh to have a burning reaction-large-area burns appear out of thin air.

This is the so-called soul leading the flesh, this is the power of belief.

The boiling magma is fake, but the totem spirits floating on the magma are real, and the fire waves they roll are also real.

So, when they rushed into the group of Leatherman captives, they directly burned their ropes.

And these Leatherman captives are real, and so are the threats from the terrain.

When those Tukan people believe that the threats posed by those illusory scenes far exceed those brought by reality, it will be the time for them to die.

This is the real illusion created by the Flame Totem Tree.

Another extended application of real dreams.

Illusions and dreams are often inseparable.

In essence, they all skip physical perception and transmit information directly to the soul consciousness.

If reality and dreams are highly mixed, it is difficult for people in them to distinguish between true and false. This is why Gavin repeatedly emphasized the need to set up distinguishing marks between reality and dreams when creating dragon oak dreams or totem dreams, and even set up anti-addiction mechanisms.

Even those online worlds that are known to be fake, many people will be addicted to them, not to mention reality and dreams.

Although dreams are colorful and highly malleable, for most ordinary people, they cannot replace reality. If everyone is addicted to dreams, I am afraid that the whole world will collapse.

If material reality is dispensable, everyone will go to the kingdom of the gods, which is more gorgeous and magical than dreams.

There are two sides to the story.

In daily life, we must distinguish between reality and dreams.

But in this war period, the more realistic everything is, the better, and the more people believe that what they see and feel is real, the better.

Compared with directly dragging the soul into the dream, this illusion that deceives the body and affects the soul is obviously more time-saving and labor-saving, and it is very practical and can make full use of the power in reality.

It is very suitable for the flame totem tree in its infancy.

The orders of those dark witches not only failed to wake up the Tukan people who were dazzled by the real illusion, but instead attracted the attention of those Leatherman captives who had escaped.

One by one, they gnashed their teeth and shouted that traitors should die.

They rushed towards the dark witches fearlessly and attacked them with all the weapons they could use.

Some even tried to grab the dark witch and roll down from the Sunrise Volcano.

No matter which country, traitors are more hated than invaders, especially those shameless guides.

But none of the dark witches are good people. Seeing that the situation cannot be changed, many of them cast teleportation spells and quietly slipped away. Those who can't cast teleportation spells also cast flying spells or feather fall spells on themselves to avoid damage from falling.

Chirp!

A flaming phoenix rose from the Sunrise Volcano.

Roar!

Behind her was a huge flaming giant, and a large number of fire elements followed her around. They really existed.

These were the two witches who had just summoned them in the Sunrise Volcano.

The special terrain of the Sunrise Volcano, the bonus provided by the flame totem tree, and the circular array of the two Leatherman witches made their fire element summoning spells reach an unprecedented height.

Although they did not summon the Lord of Fire Element as they did last time (not because they could not, but because they did not want to. It is easier to invite a god than to send him away, as was demonstrated last time), the quality of the fire elements they summoned was very impressive, with more than ten fire element elders, more than a hundred high-level fire elements, and nearly a thousand ordinary fire elements.

An army of this size could easily defeat even a hundred thousand fully armed Tukan elites, not to mention a remnant army that had been broken down by the real illusion.

When they swept down, it was also the time for them to be completely destroyed.

Only a few Tukan commanders escaped using magic, and the rest of the Tukans were completely wiped out, either rolling down the mountain and falling into a pulp, or being burned into a charred corpse by the flames, or becoming prisoners, accounting for one-third of each.

But unfortunately, as the culprit, only a few dark witches were left, and most of them had already escaped when the two witches entered the battlefield.

There was no other way. Their mission this time was to ensure the safety of the totem fruit while ensuring the safety of the Leatherman captives as much as possible. Capturing and killing the dark witches was ranked third on the mission list.

Overall, their mission was successful. While the flame totem tree grew smoothly, most of the Leatherman captives were saved, more than 23,000, and more than 4,000 died accidentally in the battle.

They either accidentally rolled down from the Sunset Volcano or were killed by the Tukan people. A large part of them died together with the enemy and jumped off the Sunset Volcano.

However, the entire Sunrise Volcano has been shrouded in the dream of the flame totem tree. Their souls were collected in the first place and became the first permanent residents here.

In this way, there is no way to really put them on the list of casualties.

In this special war, the flame totem dream was not isolated, but was staged simultaneously in several other places.

Gavin also collected the information that the dark witches collected from the fire totem fruit. When there were only three left, he was naturally more planned.

There is no need to worry about the water totem fruit planted in the palace in the center of Lake Asen.

Here, they have an absolute home advantage, not only because it is underwater, but also because it is within the coverage of the Totem Tree.

It would be fine if the dark witches did not come, but once they come, they will taste what is called a dimensionality reduction attack.

Those dark witches are very wise. They did not stop until the water totem fruit was planted and successfully grew into a totem tree with a crown shaped like a translucent jellyfish, opening their own water totem dream.

Gavin had no way to wait for the remaining two totem fruits to be planted one by one. After sending them to the hands of the Leatherman witches, he returned to the Totem Tree as soon as possible.

Because the Tukan people responded in the direction of Lake Asen.

Those Tukan people did not behead the 25,000 Leatherman captives on the shore of Lake Asen as planned, but were driven by the 100,000 Tukan vanguards, mainly slave soldiers, and set foot on a ten-kilometer ice road and killed towards the west bank.

"What are they trying to do? Use these captives as amulets? Prevent us from attacking them by destroying the ice?

This is a good idea, but the number of troops they dispatched is too small, and most of them are slave soldiers. Even if they rush over, they can't pose a threat to our Berserker Corps."

Looking at the Tukan army advancing at a snail's pace on the ice, the Water Spirit Witch had an unconcealed puzzlement on her face.

Gavin said thoughtfully: "I'm afraid it's not that simple. Whether it's Yamen Khan or those dark witches, they should be very clear about the power of the totem dream. Before solving this problem, they should not easily use conventional forces to launch an attack, otherwise they will die... die... violent death!

They are sacrifices, they are all sacrifices, but they are not sacrifices prepared by those dark witches, but prepared for Yamen Khan to strengthen his killing power... Damn, we have no way to interrupt this sacrifice by killing them, on the contrary, it will play into their hands! Because death caused by war is also a kind of violent death, and it also belongs to the category of killing priesthood!"

Guessing what the other party wants to do does not mean finding a way to deal with it.

It's just because the divine power controlled by the other party is too special. As long as they attack the enemy, they are increasing the enemy's power.

The Water Spirit Witch looked as if she was listening attentively, and finally couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief and said, "The Dushan Witch has taken action again, from the Northern Plateau. The commander's guess is correct. They have adjusted their strategy and no longer force dark sacrifices. Instead, they use it as bait and target the totem fruit. However, with the support of the Light Spirit sisters, even the original dark witch will find it difficult to get any benefits if the three of them join forces."

Gavin's previous speculation was correct. The dark witch who turned into a shadow dragon was the founder of the Dushan faction. She was once the most skilled in using shadow magic among the Leatherman witches, but was swallowed by the shadow.

Before she betrayed the Leatherman witches, she had secretly used the power of shadow to complete her body transformation. This not only gave her more convenience in using shadow energy, but also gave her a long life.

Back then, the Leatherman witches only drove the dark apprentices she led into the shadows, but they never caused a fatal blow to them.

The shadow spells they are good at make them extremely good at hiding their tracks. When necessary, they will hide deep in the shadow plane, where even the gods will find it extremely difficult to find someone.

Gavin's heart, which had been hanging tight, finally fell, and he said, "Just take action. I'm afraid that if she doesn't take action, no one will know where she will target."

"Since the opponent has already made a move, we can't have no reaction at all. I suggest that no matter whether it is the Leatherman captives or the slave soldiers, all their souls should be received in the dream first and temporarily controlled." The Water Spirit Witch gave a solution that was not a solution, "The safest way to sacrifice is to not give the other party a chance to perform."

"At present, it seems that this method can only be used." Gavin couldn't think of a better way for a while.

Their decision-making speed is not slow, but the reaction of those Tukan vanguards is faster.

"For Yamen Khan!" With an order, the slave soldiers drew out their short weapons with ferocious expressions and stabbed the Leatherman captive walking in front of them from behind.

Not once, but repeatedly, and every time they stabbed, they would shout "For Yamen Khan!"

This is the murder sacrifice of Baal, the god of murder.

The Baal believers believe that every murder will make Saint Baal stronger, so for them, murder is both a pastime and a duty.

During the murder process, the Baal believers must try to ensure that the victims know who killed them before they die, and that their death happened in the name of Baal.

Now it's just that Baal has become Yamen Khan.

"No..." The Leatherman witches, led by the Water Spirit Witch, roared angrily.

Everything happened too fast and too suddenly, leaving them no chance of rescue.

Each of the Leatherman captives with their hands tied was stabbed by two slave soldiers, and there was no possibility of survival.

Until their death, their eyes were filled with disbelief and anger of being deceived.

Before stepping onto the ice, they were told that they would serve as the amulets of this army and escort this army across the lake.

As long as they cooperated honestly, they would not be harmed.

Many Leathermen saw hope of survival from this. Regardless of whether these slave soldiers were opponents of their fearless men, Lake Asen was also their home ground. If they found an opportunity to jump into the lake, they would have a great hope of escaping. Those intelligent creatures in the water would lend them a helping hand.

Who would have thought that this was all a lie. From beginning to end, their fate had not changed. They were just a group of sacrifices, except that the objects of sacrifice had changed.

The blood spurting out of them splashed everywhere, not only dyeing the ice red, but also dyeing the bodies of those slave soldiers blood red. Bloody souls flew out from the murdered bodies, roaring with anger and unwillingness, but involuntarily gathered towards the sky above.

There, a man and a horse appeared out of nowhere, surrounded by a sea of ​​blood. Who else could it be but Yamen Khan?

These murderous souls that had just been sacrificed did not merge into the sea of ​​blood, but kept circling around Yamen Khan, forming a huge blood-colored halo, hovering directly above the slave soldiers.

"For Yamen Khan!" The same shout came from behind the slave soldiers, followed by a sharp whistle that broke through the air.

The hideous smiles suddenly solidified on the faces of the slave soldiers, replaced by deep fear. Turning their heads, they saw that the overwhelming arrows had already risen into the air, forming a rain of arrows, and fell densely.

Even a fool understood it at this moment.

It turned out that it was not only the Leathermen who were sacrificed, but also them.

The Tukan elites following behind them were the executioners.

"Run!"

"Run if you don't want to die!"

All the slave soldiers shouted and ran wildly in the direction away from the Tukans.

This rain of arrows looked amazing, but the killing effect was far less than the previous wave of close-range executions.

There were only a few thousand slave soldiers who were actually shot and killed on the spot. Most of them spread like dark clouds on the ice and snow channel of Asen Lake. Some ran to the west bank, and some ran to the north and south sides. These slave soldiers did not know that this ice channel was limited.

"It's time for your revenge. Kill them all." Yamen Khan pointed down and spoke to the souls of the Leatherman who had just been murdered.

"Kill!"

When enemies meet, they are particularly jealous.

These Leatherman souls flew down from the air without hesitation and flew towards the slave soldiers who had murdered them before. When they were about to catch up with their enemies, these angry souls condensed into human upper bodies again, and in their hands, they held a huge blood-red sickle condensed with blood.

Puff!

These blood-red sickles chopped on the slave soldiers, and they were terrifyingly lethal.

Many were beheaded on the spot, some were cut in half, and some were cut in half from head to tail.

Those bloody sickles were obviously a bit unusual. When they left the bodies of their victims, they also pulled their souls out of their bodies and were absorbed by the bloody sickles and their masters.

The bloody souls that killed the slave soldiers were obviously different. Not only did their bodies become more solid, but their expressions also became more ferocious and bloodthirsty, and they started to hunt the slave soldiers around them indiscriminately.

If it was said that before this, they still retained the last bit of rationality and killed those slave soldiers just driven by the idea of ​​revenge.

Then now, they have become killing tools in the hands of Yamen Khan.

This is a double sacrifice.

The Leatherman captives who seemed to be the original objects of sacrifice were the sword that Yamen Khan wanted to forge. Those monster slave soldiers were just fuel in the process of forging weapons to increase the power of this sword.