Chapter Sixteen I beat myself
With the secret care of Negri's consciousness, the deception of the Lord of Disaster was progressing rapidly.
As an evil god, the transmission of power is spreading, especially the evil gods on the Chaos side, whose power can be quickly obtained.
The Lord of Disasters has a transcendent understanding of disasters and is building the principles and principles of disasters. The so-called disasters are naturally destroying the original things. Storms or flames themselves are not disasters, but just natural phenomena. The act of destroying things is disasters.
Therefore, anyone can become a disaster. When you break another person's things, you will be a disaster to him.
Therefore, the way for the believers of disasters to increase their strength is to become disasters, to destroy everything they can see, to become disasters for other things, and to absorb the breath of disasters that emerge when they are destroyed.
The Nanxu tribe soon launched a large-scale hunting act. They cut down trees, hunted all the prey they could see wildly, and cast large-scale sacrifice spells to destroy the mountains for ore mining.
These crazy behaviors were considered by some surrounding tribes to be the last struggle of the Nanxu tribe.
The entire tribe hunts prey and worships the ancestral destiny and obtains the source of life. During this period, a lot of sacrifice will be generated, and these sacrifices will be preserved by the ancestral destiny altar.
Whether it is Jiehuang or some sacrifices, a lot of sacrifice power is required. The totem of the priest alone cannot use so much sacrifice power. These sacrifice powers are limited, and they are used less.
It is also true that with the help of these sacrifices, tribal priests can cast large sacrifice spells, which can be used to relieve the scene when the tribe encounters irresistible dangers.
As long as the tribe is around, the priests can use these sacrificial powers, which is also the most important guarantee for a tribe. The priests of the Nanxu tribe use these sacrificial powers in a large manner, which is a sign that they cannot hold on, because the sacrificial power is attached to the altar and cannot be taken away. Once the tribe is disbanded, the priests no longer control the altar, and this sacrificial power will disperse.
The other tribes around who were waiting to accept the Nanxu tribe did not find their abnormality, but Yun Yi, who was under house arrest, became more and more frightened.
He could hear a lot of ironclad sounds. The Nanxu tribe was creating weapons frantically during this period, and could also hear a lot of abnormal roars. The deserted people standing at the door guarding him became increasingly abnormal. They were sliding from normal to abnormal.
The strong smell of blood slowly could not be concealed. A large number of slaves and prey were killed, but they were not used for sacrifices. Generally speaking, the slaves used for sacrifices will be killed quickly, causing them to suffer less pain and fear, which can ensure the quality of the sacrifices, but...
Yun Yi was lying on the bed, his body trembling, and those extremely painful screams still echoed in his ears. He was unwilling to think about it or admit it, all of this was because of him.
It was him who brought the name of the Lord of Disaster and the Disaster here. He spread the Disaster, and those who died tragically had his own reasons.
Yun Yi is a conscientious wild man. From the time he was chased by monsters before and found that Monroe was ahead, he immediately changed directions.
Only those with conscience will feel deep guilt and uneasiness. Yun Yi has thick dark circles, bloodshot eyes, and a particularly haggard expression. His spirit has been tortured these days, and even occasionally develops hallucinations and auditory hallucinations.
On the one hand, this comes from the torture of conscience, and on the other hand, it comes from the increasingly crazy throbbing inside.
It was as if a voice was telling him the wonderful taste of destruction, how pleasant it would be to become a disaster for others.
He could even vaguely sense the increasingly intense disaster atmosphere of the entire Nanxu tribe, and also had the urge to join in completely.
But his reason has been restrained. He understands that when he can't help, the deserted man named Yun Yi has died. What wakes up from this body will be a complete monster, a monster born just to spread disasters.
Yun Yi didn't know how long he could last, maybe tomorrow, or soon, of course, his somewhat chaotic thinking now gradually couldn't tell how long time had passed.
In this way, reason slowly disappeared, and Yun Yi, who was sliding towards the monster every day, struggled to support himself until a voice sounded.
"Yun Yi, can you hear me?"
The voice was a little familiar. Yun Yi thought of it and shook his head. He thought his hearing hallucinations were getting worse.
In fact, this is the case. Because the Nanxu tribe's large-scale faith and disaster lord was in this atmosphere, Yun Yi himself was infected by a certain amount of information, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to stabilize his mental state. He is only a while away from going crazy.
"Come on, it's me, Monroe!" This voice finally made Yun Yi react. Perhaps because Monroe had saved him before, he had hallucinated that Monroe came to save him some time ago, but this time it seemed a little different.
"Look at this, I'm here." The voice guided Yun Yi. He finally saw a small snake in the corner of the wall, which was Monroe's totem.
The moment he saw the totem, Yun Yi felt that his scarlet eyes were full of resentment, which seemed to be moving at this moment.
"That's great, great!" Yun Yi's tears flowed down, and his face seemed particularly distorted at this moment.
"Don't be excited, keep your mental state stable, you need to calm down!" Mengluo saw Yun Yi through the totem, and couldn't imagine that this was the person a month ago.
A month has passed since the outside world. The Nanxu tribe did not seek refuge in other tribes as other tribes expected, but instead launched a war. They tore through all the rules and slaughtered other lives unscrupulously. At the same time, they used some force to pollute the land, making the land full of ominousness, and seriously destroying the ecological balance of this area.
Monroe has not been away from here this month. The uneasiness hidden in his heart made him pay attention to these abnormal movements nearby. After he killed that monster last time, he did improve his control over the totem.
After all, this is for the world to recycle resources. These monsters infected with special knowledge will not let the world consciousness take action. Monlow killing monsters is a merit, which can strengthen the connection with the ancestors and desolate and naturally better control the totem.
Until the Nanxu tribe launched a war and continued to cause disasters, Monlow saw benefits from it.
This is a disaster. If he can solve this disaster, he will undoubtedly gain more benefits. Monroe was hesitating whether to take advantage of this muddy water before, until he saw his wanted order in the ancestral destiny.
After Monroe escaped and was not found, the priests of the Mengshan tribe issued a wanted order to other priests in the ancestral destiny, willing to use one hundred life source fetuses to reward Monroe's life.
Monlo, who urgently needed to increase his strength, sneaked into the Nanxu tribe under the impetus of world consciousness.
Chapter completed!