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Finally, a warning came from Huang Xing's mouth.

"Remember, guard your heart and don't fall into darkness, otherwise, you will suffer the punishment of my god."

As Huang Xing's voice came down through the thread of faith, in an instant, three thousand human beings who were praying devoutly knelt down on the ground, and expressed their gratitude and loyalty to the places they sensed.

"We obey orders, everything is for His Majesty!"

When everything was over, even Huang Xing slumped on the chair in the room a little tired.

While sitting, he had already sensed that with the dispersal of the dead crow and the shadow of the nightmare, most of the villages that believed in him were sheltered.

Although each village has only one Nightmare Shadow and one crow, this is the best that Huang Xing can do.

However, while sitting on the chair, Huang Xing also discovered one thing.

That is, his believers are all in ordinary villages and dilapidated small towns outside the big city, and the big cities in Yunzhou are almost completely protected by formations. At the same time, a breath similar to totem gods is also permeating those big cities.

"Those are the gods of Yunzhou... No, the true gods are not that weak. There are no true gods in Yunzhou. It is the territory spread by the powerful who have reached the legend, and the true gods in the Zhongzhou area. They, like me, have become the totem gods. Road, if you want to advance from a totem god to a true god, those big cities are the gods built by them."

"However, I only feel the breath of God's Domain, but I don't have the feeling that the strong are sitting there. Those totem gods are all in... the large delusion and the sky. The real strong in this world are resisting the fallen evil gods."

In a normal world with a complete inheritance, the strong will be like a pyramid, with many at the bottom and very few at the top.

And below the top line, there will also be a slightly inferior existence.

In the world where Huang Xing lives, the true gods are the top, and a little bit less are those powerful legends who have embarked on the road of totems.

He could feel that, under normal circumstances, the True God would suppress those secondary existences. After all, they all wanted to compete for believers, but it was different now. The evil that destroyed everything made them join forces to fight against the enemy.

"Usually, if I want to become a god, I need to compete with many gods for believers, but now I don't need it."

It's really unnecessary, Huang Xing can feel that the villages under his protection don't have the aura of gods, not even false gods.

This is easy to understand. What Huang Xing experienced just now is a clear proof that believers can bring the power of faith to gods and false gods, but if the gods cannot protect those who believe in him devoutly, those devout believers will no longer be a help , but a deadly poison.

Obviously, those false gods had already struggled enough to protect the big city, and the surrounding small villages had been abandoned.

"Heroes are born in troubled times. This is indeed the best era, and it is also the easiest time to become a god. Unfortunately, if possible, I would rather compete with the gods for believers than face the evil that erodes everything."

With a sigh, Huang Xing also understood the horror of being uncoordinated.

One general is incompetent, the army is exhausted, the king is immoral, and the country is destroyed. If the gods are incapable, the consequences will be even more terrifying.

Looking down at his left hand, Huang Xing sighed a little:

"If you only have the personality and fame of a god, but you don't have the power to protect others, it's not a good thing."

Fortunately, Huang Xing not only has a personality, he also has strength.

Following the second ghost god's Nightmare Shadow and the fifth ghost god's death crow being sent out, Huang Xing looked at the other ghosts and gods.

"The fourth ghost, Frost Saya's undead army cannot be used, and the third ghost has not yet awakened, but the first ghost can strengthen the strength of believers."

"Kazan of Soul Blade, this is the source of berserkers in dungeons and warriors. I can give believers the power of berserkers."

Thinking of this, Huang Xing closed his eyes and searched for his devout believers.

However, after searching for a while, Huang Xing found one thing helplessly, that is, the weak are very devout towards him because they are powerless to resist evil spirits, while the strong with a little strength either live in a big city or believe in themselves more With his strength, he doesn't have enough respect for Huang Xing.

And the first ghost is different from the others. The other ghosts are summons, and those believers only need to order them. The power of the berserker bestowed by the first ghost Kazan of the Soul of the Blade needs to be integrated into the blood. Unbearable, only the strong can bear it.

"Yunzhou people can't do it anymore, but I still have my own clan as a choice. If it's just to give the seeds of power, the number one ghost and god Kazan can bestow is... [-]!"

"A lot, but it's a little strange. Being able to split so many seeds of power means that the power recovered by the first ghost god is three times that of the second ghost god Pujimen of Corrosion, but why didn't it backlash me."

After pondering for a while, Huang Xing simply stopped thinking about it, but his eyes became firmer.

"It's time to form the Berserker Legion. One hundred thousand Berserkers. This is a powerful force. After awakening, it can kill gods even more... No, it can't be formed directly. Berserkers are impulsive and irritable. Once they go crazy, they will even kill their teammates. "

"Ah, it's so annoying, how come the powers of these ghosts and gods have side effects."

The power endowed by the first ghosts and gods is prone to anger, and once the power endowed by the second ghosts and gods is integrated into the body, it is easy to cause people to fall. The transformation of the undead made Huang Xing dare not let the undead come out.

And the death of the crow, the messenger of the fifth ghost and god, is not a good thing either. It has plague and ominous power attached to it. Once it gets out of control, it can cause the destruction of a village or even a city.

"You guys, don't you have a better one?"

It took a long time for Huang Xing to calm down.

"Fortunately, the power of the second ghost and the fifth ghost is summoned, which can keep them away from my believers during the day, and then pass by at night. However, the situation of the first ghost is a bit troublesome, and its power must be integrated into the body of the believer from time to time. If you don’t want to lose control, you must have a firm will... I have it!"

With bright eyes, Huang Xing rang the bell in the room, which was the way to call Hongdie.

Not three seconds after the bell rang, Ji Hongdie's delicate figure walked into Huang Xing's practice room.

"So fast?"

Although usually Ji Hongdie would come at the fastest speed when Huang Xing summoned her, but this time it was really a bit faster.

Regarding this, Ji Hongdie quickly said: "My lord, I came to see you for something, and Taizhao is waiting for you in the living room."

"He's here!" He frowned a little, but soon Huang Xing remembered something: "Is it because I want his family's exercises, go, follow me to see him."

While walking, Huang Xing said to Ji Hongdie: "Those exercises have a great effect on me, you can trade with him later, and try your best to exchange the exercises for me."

"Yes, sir."

Originally, Huang Xing's business with the Taizhi Clan was just to enrich his attack methods, but with the awakening of several great ghosts and gods, he felt that he could not protect all believers, and the several great ghosts and gods residing on his left hand would also absorb devout believers when they died. With the rapid growth of the resentment, Huang Xing became more eager to get the skills of the Tai Clan.

"If you want to resist the backlash of ghosts and gods, strengthening your will is the way to go. In addition to will, the power of the sun, which is endowed by humans with the concept of justice and light, can also be suppressed. My will has grown to a limit. On the contrary, although the power of the sun on my body is full overflowing, but there are too few conceptual artistic conceptions, the exercises of the Taizhi Clan just allow my power of the sun to add more concepts."

Thinking about it, Huang Xing walked forward, but Hongdie thought of something, and quickly asked Huang Xing: "My lord, did you call me for something?"

"Indeed, you will call the young people of our clan in my name later, let them gather in the big snow mountain in the north, and tell them that I will hold a competition, a competition to hone their will, and let them show their best To deal with it, the victor will be able to join my personal guards and gain the power I bestow."

The people in Yunzhou are grateful, and there are more people in the wild who believe in Huang Xing. Huang Xing can proudly say that the competition launched in his name will definitely bring together outstanding young people in the wild.

"The environment on the Daxue Mountain is difficult, and the cold wind keeps blowing. If they are allowed to run and fight shirtless on the snow mountain, the last one left will definitely be the most determined person. Such a guy should be able to subdue the anger of the berserkers."

While Huang Xing was thinking, Ji Hongdie said: "My lord, the harsh environment of Daxue Mountain is likely to cause serious injuries to our clansmen. It is better to hold the competition in the Chen Tribe."

"It has to be in Daxue Mountain. I choose it because it is difficult. As for the injuries of the clansmen."

After thinking for a while, Huang Xing said: "I'm going to clear up the deceitful environment for Yunzhou. This kind of clearing up is not free. You just need a little more healing supplies from Yunzhou."

"Yes, sir."

After discussing with Ji Hongdie, Huang Xing also entered the living room, where Tai Zhao, who had been defeated by him, was sitting on a chair and drinking tea.