I Herd Gods in Another World

Qian San really felt the power of the gods, who could distort the present world into a different world at a glance.

Every inch of the surrounding ground is filled with distorted energy, just like everything seen in a dream. But the dream is always hazy, even so vague enough to twist the mind into a lunatic.

But now, Qian San felt that he had walked into that different world in person, and it was useless to close his eyes. Every cell in his body was feeling the erosion of the different world.

Everything around him turned into worms, gnawing at his body frantically.

Qian San didn't even have time to see what the God of Aomori looked like, and his emerald eyes almost made him mentally collapse.

The people in Aomori Shrine are different. Even though their bodies have been turned into wood, their spirits are more active than before.

"Praise the gods and give us eternal new life."

"Hereticians will be reduced to ashes under the light of the gods."

"Lead us and create a new world."

"God is above, our plan has finally succeeded, and we have paid a lot for it."

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The wooden stakes made weird sounds, like flute sounds with a wide range, and like the howling of the wind passing through the ruins.

Normal people can no longer hear what they are saying, but on the spiritual level, they can clearly feel the fanaticism of this group of Aomori Jingu people.

The distorted words keep repeating the praise and worship of the God of Aomori, depicting a new world ruled by the gods.

The God of Aomori held a bright red fruit shaped like a human heart in his hand, biting it down with one bite, the scarlet juice splashed everywhere.

After eating this heart-like fruit in two or three bites, the God of Aomori stood up from the ornately patterned throne and walked slowly towards the crowd.

At this time, everyone realized that the God of Aomori was so tall, and his gracefully proportioned body was close to three meters high.

Everyone's eyes were firmly locked on the God of Aomori, and as the tall figure moved,

There was a crackling sound of cracking wood, and the people of Aomori Shrine who had turned into wooden figures once again experienced the feeling of their necks being twisted.

This was even worse than before, because with the movement of the god of Aomori, their heads turned more than 180 degrees, several unlucky wooden men directly twisted their necks, and their heads rolled to the ground, but their eyes still couldn't get out of Aomori. move away from God.

Qian San was also one of the victims. He really wanted to close his eyes, but he couldn't.

The only thing that can be thankful is that he is in a good position. The god of Aomori has walked so many steps, and his eyes can barely keep up with his writing. But as long as the God of Aomori takes two more steps, he will not escape the fate of his neck being twisted.

What frightened Qian San even more was that he felt that he was looking forward to his neck being twisted.

This is where even the spirit begins to lose control, and he wants to completely become the puppet of the God of Aomori.

Is the power of the gods really so terrifying, you don't need to do anything, just stand there to make people worship?

Just when Qian San felt that his neck was about to lose its hold, a figure appeared in front of the God of Aomori.

In the entire distorted space, only one person can move freely.

Qin Muyun walked up to the god of Aomori, he was sure that this god was his first follower, Su Chen.

But why is it so big? Qin Muyun's height just reached Su Chen's thigh.

Looking up from the bottom, it is really a bit amazing.

The wooden man of Aomori Shrine howled again, even the wooden man whose head fell to the ground was no exception.

They can't understand, why is this happening?

Wasn't this person sacrificed by blood?

He didn't die, how could the gods come to this world?

Even if he is not dead, how can he move freely without being affected in the slightest?

The wooden people were all attracted by the God of Aomori before, and they were also concentrating on maintaining the space channel. They could only hear the sound of Zhao Hao and Qin Muyun fighting.

Until the god of Aomori turned around and the twisted world overlapped directly with the present world, they thought the blood sacrifice was successful.

But how could Zhao Hao lose? The reason they chose Zhao Hao to cooperate was because of his special physical condition.

In the Aomori God's Advent Ceremony, almost all creatures will be infected and mutated, and only people like Zhao Hao who have been severely mutated can move freely in this environment.

It's like when you are in a large group, all the enemies are under hard control, and they are in a continuous control state. No matter how useless you are, Zhao Hao, you can still lose with stakes?

But Zhao Hao was already dead, so he couldn't explain it to them.

The prophecy obtained by Lord Gongsi clearly stated that as long as they find the rebellious Yantie madman and sacrifice his enemy, they will definitely be able to summon the God of Aomori.

Now, the sacrifice is still alive and well, has the summoning ceremony succeeded?

The coercion of the gods is very real, and the wooden people comfort themselves that the problem is not serious. The God of Aomori is right in front of him, even if Qin Muyun survives by chance, can he still escape under the mighty power of the god?

I am afraid that the true meaning of the prophecy is that Qin Muyun is a bait. The god of Aomori will come to the world, and then kill him with his own hands. Only then will the summoning ceremony be truly completed.

It must be so.

Just as the wooden people comforted themselves, Qin Muyun was only half a meter away from the God of Aomori.

I saw Qin Muyun reaching out his hand towards this huge god.

"Dirty garbage!"

"Where is your hand going? You vile bug!"

"Who gave you the right to touch our gods!"

"Profanity!"

"Bold!"

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The wooden people were extremely angry, wishing to rush up and tear Qin Muyun to pieces. How dare a mere mortal blaspheme a great god? And still doing it in front of believers like them?

Qin Muyun didn't care about the clamor of these monsters, he wasn't a pervert, the main reason was that he was so tall, what else could he touch besides his thighs?

Just when Qin Muyun touched that smooth thigh, the tall god shattered like a mirror.

At the same time, the moss carpet on the ground disappeared and returned to crumbling tiles. The roots of the spider webs on the wall turned into phantoms, revealing dilapidated potholes.

The figure of the god of Aomori also disappeared, as if he had never existed.

The distorted world became reality again, leaving only the group of wooden men still disgusting.

"Tsk, I knew it, it's just a projection." Qin Muyun curled his lips and said.

If it was really Su Chen who was summoned by the wooden man, he must have felt something when he saw him. But Su Chen in front of him could not see Qin Muyun at all, not even the existence of the wooden man.

Her eyes kept staring ahead, Qin Muyun knew that it was the place where she planted fruit trees.

This chick got up to eat her second meal!

Maybe it can't be regarded as Su Chen's projection, but the imaginary scene of the other world that the group of wooden men imagined.

No wonder Su Chen's body is so tall, because in the hearts of the people of Aomori Shrine, the gods should be so tall.

Qin Muyun could only lament that he was unlucky, and that the group of people who survived the death visualized his followers, which exposed Huishan.

The people in Aomori Jingu no longer cared about the shock, and the only thing left in their minds was the despair of the collapse of faith.

Why is the god who has been summoned through so much painstaking effort so fragile and fragile like glass in front of this man?

This result is unacceptable from any angle!

Qin Muyun didn't care about those wooden men, and first found Shen Ying who was injured and unconscious from the corner. She had burn marks on her arms and a bump on her head but nothing serious.

Qin Muyun gave Shen Ying a basic healing technique, and most of her injuries recovered, but she still hasn't woken up yet.

Qin Muyun went to Qian San's side again to check his injuries.

Qian San's situation is a little more troublesome, but the energy of the runes has been eroded, and to Qin Muyun, it's just a matter of waving his hand.

The erosion energy dissipated, and Qian San's body began to return to normal. Fortunately, the time of mutation was not too long, otherwise Qian San might also become a real wooden man.

As soon as he regained his mobility, Qian San collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.

He didn't understand what Qin Muyun did, but he knew that now was not the time to ask, so he quickly closed his eyes and said to Qin Muyun, "Let's get out of here quickly."

Qin Muyun shook his head and said: "You take Shen Ying away first, I still have some things to deal with."

"What else do you want to do?" Qian San said anxiously.

Although he didn't understand why the god of Aomori was broken suddenly, Qian Sansheng was afraid that the group of wooden men would have another trick. If you don't leave now, when will you stay?

But Qin Muyun said firmly: "I heard clearly just now, these wooden people seem not to be victims, but accomplices!"