I Herd Gods in Another World

The previous method of subduing believers was too simple, almost followed him just because of stuttering.

But the wild boars he met now were a little different.

The power of the gods had already been demonstrated, and when he personally asked these wild boars to surrender, what he got in return was even more frenzied struggle.

There were shrill howls one after another, and Qin Muyun heard many meanings from these voices.

"We are believers in the Great Storm God!"

"Dedicate yourself to the God of Storms, and your soul can fly to the sky."

"Never give in!"

...

This group of wild boars turned out to be all fanatics.

Qin Muyun was very sure that there was no rune energy in the heads of this group of wild boars to affect their thinking, and the whole structure was no different from the wild boars on Huishan.

In other words, the way to brainwash is not runes.

Qin Muyun was also an accident. The people in Breeze City have good methods. They brainwashed the slaves into fanatics. They learned from Ah San next door, right?

Since he couldn't convince them, Qin Muyun could only give them a happy one.

The power spell in the wild boar man's body was extracted by Qin Muyun, and the wild boar man who was screaming suddenly lost his strength and collapsed in the thorns and vines.

With just one look, hundreds of quilboar lost their strength and became piles of dying flesh.

As long as Qin Muyun is given a little time, it will not be difficult to kill these thousands of wild boars.

But when Qin Muyun slaughtered without mercy, he suddenly heard the prayers of the believers.

On the gray mountain, many wild boars looked at the battlefield from a distance, and seeing the tragic death of their own people, some wild boars couldn't bear it, and begged Qin Muyun for mercy.

Their IQ is not enough to think about the advanced logic of "kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself".

It's common sense that one can't bear to hurt one's kind, but Qin Muyun didn't think there was anything wrong with these wild boars.

Showing sympathy for the same kind means that they have begun to think about their own existence and position. After the group of wild boars were full, they felt sympathy, not a sense of superiority towards their own race, which made Qin Muyun very happy.

So Qin Muyun stopped according to their request.

"The fate of your people is in your hands. If they are willing to surrender and believe in me, I will give them a chance to regain their lives. If they are stubborn, they can only be buried here."

After sending down this oracle, Qin Muyun began to observe his followers.

Kindness alone is not enough, Qin Muyun hoped that they would understand that the enemy and us are now confronting each other. Since you don't want to see them die, find a way to save them.

If it can be done, Qin Muyun doesn't mind having hundreds or thousands of wild boar followers.

However, even the gods themselves couldn't make this group of fanatics bow down. Qin Muyun didn't think his wild boars could do anything.

The invading wild boars were trapped in the vines and died slowly, and the wild boars on the gray mountain also had bursts of commotion.

It is true that many of them maintained sympathy for their own race, but few of them took any action if they were really asked to persuade them.

There were less than a hundred wild boars who knelt down to pray to Qin Muyun, and less than one-third of them were willing to go down the mountain to recruit those of the same clan after hearing Qin Muyun's oracle.

There are dozens of people in this area, compared with the thousands of wild boars who invaded, they are a bit small.

The wild boar of Mount Gray tried to persuade their kin trapped in the thorns to surrender, but to no avail.

They seem to have a firm belief in the God of Storms, and they are not afraid of death.

Dedicated to the God of Storms, the soul can fly to the sky.

This is what they say over and over again.

"Sure enough, the truth is the same. Believers go to heaven, and unbelievers go to hell. Every religion plays this trick. Fake ones can fool so many people into believing it, not to mention that the God of Storms really exists."

Qin Muyun felt emotional in his heart, and estimated that this group of wild boars would not be able to recover.

At this time, most of the wild boars in Huishan also gave up.

These fellow races are really dead-headed. Obviously Huishan has food and drink, the gods are kind and wise, and life is getting more and more hopeful. Why can't they understand?

Qin Muyun waited patiently while watching the movements of the group of people in Breeze City.

Thousands of wild boars were wiped out without even seeing the people in Huishan. Such a result seems to have exceeded their expectations.

Seeing that the wild boars were trapped, the group of batmen not only had no intention of coming to rescue, but retreated a lot.

That's embarrassing.

Originally, only a small number of Batmen entered the range of the Huishan circle, and this retreat completely left Qin Muyun's control, leaving only a blurry shadow in the past.

But they haven't left yet, and they don't know what big move they are planning.

Qin Muyun was not afraid at all, soldiers came to cover them with water and earth, it was not easy to develop magic arts, but it was too easy to destroy them.

No matter what ultimatum they used to destroy the world, Qin Muyun was confident that he could crack it in an instant.

After waiting for a while, Qin Muyun found that all the wild boars in his family had gone back, and was about to continue to kill the remaining intruders, but found that there was still one wild boar who did not give up.

This wild boar looks very young, and Qin Muyun recognizes him, the son of his general Tie Ya.

Well, he doesn't have a name.

The quilboar don't seem to have evolved to the point where they need names, and they call each other strangely now.

The hero Ironfang is the only quilboar with a name, and his son is called the Son of Ironfang.

The wild boar warriors who often accompany Iron Fang in charge are called Iron Fang's left arm, Iron Fang's right arm, Iron Fang's left leg, Iron Fang's right leg... I don't know, but I thought Iron Fang was the sealed dark giant. What about the mage?

Qin Muyun was very curious why this son of iron teeth didn't give up.

Looking closer, Qin Muyun saw the son of Iron Fang walk up to several intruders, and said quite seriously: "I should have died, but when the giant beast invaded, my father threw out the ax in his hand and saved my life. Me. But he violated the rules, and the only result of losing his weapon is death..."

Listening to the words of Iron Fang Zi, these intruders seemed a little moved.

Killing a weapon is a rule they have been taught since childhood.

The son of Iron Fang didn't know how to read micro expressions, so he continued on his own: "Father and I were expelled from the tribe and should have died in the wilderness. But we met a new god, he was great and benevolent, and he allowed us to throw a hand The weapon in the weapon, protects own family member.

"So, we are all willing to believe in this new lord. Does the God of Storms you believe in allow you to throw axes to protect your family?"

The question itself was like an ax thrown out, hitting the quilboar's heart hard.

The speechless intruder could only continue to shout: "Dedicate your life to the God of Storms, and your soul can fly to the sky!"

The Son of Iron Fang shook his head and did not continue to persuade. Instead, he walked a short distance and repeated the question to the other intruders: "Will the God of Storms you believe in allow you to throw axes to protect your family?"

Received the editor's notice, it will be on the shelves next Friday, and there will be two updates in the near future, and the manuscripts will be updated soon!