The dazzling golden light, with irreversible power, flapped its wings across the sky and crashed into the sea monster with its mouth wide open in the water like a meteor.

The bright gold and the deep blue collided and fell, even the ground and the sky trembled. Large pieces of flying sea water fell like mist. Amid the cold and melodious flute sounds, the clouds and mist dissipated, the moon was as cool as water, and this earth-shaking battle between demons and gods finally came to an end.

The scene was so stunning that the people on the ground all widened their eyes in shock and held their breath.

"You are worthy of being Morax." The bamboo flute at his fingertips turned and was put away like a stream of light. Shen Qianluo curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled, staring at Morax who turned around under the spotlight.

The two of them stood on opposite mountain tops, kites above their heads circled and cried, lifting up each other's hair and clothes.

"Now that the sea monster Baqiu has been eliminated, what plans do you have for the future development of the tribe?"

"I have some ideas. Since you are the rock master, you can make proper use of your own advantages."

"Oh? You want to..."

Shen Qianluo showed a thoughtful expression, and Morax turned sideways to look at the tribe and distant mountains sleeping among the rocks. The moment he raised his hand, divine power surged.

The kite soared straight into the sky, flapped its wings and cried loudly. Its huge golden wings spread out like a blade that could cut through iron and mud, and it flew over this undeveloped land in an instant.

"This! What is going to happen? ---" Under the shocked and worshipful gazes of all the people, the golden rock-type light of the kite condensed into a solid sword light, which flew across the sky in just a breath. It was like the real power of heaven, exploding with the rumbling sound of a mountain collapse.

Many towering peaks fell down helplessly and broke into pieces, dust flew all over the sky, and they were flattened into open plains in an instant.

"Rise." At the same time, a more brilliant golden light burst out with Morax as the core. The moment he murmured some kind of magic, the high and continuous mountains seemed to respond to the call, shaking the earth and rising from the ground.

The flood that had plagued the tribe for a long time was suppressed.

It can be called an irreplaceable miracle.

"…Lord of Rock! Our great Lord of Rock!!"

After all, the people of the tribe got excited for who knows how many times, gathered together and danced crazily, cheering and shouting.

The tide receded, the balance of heaven was established, the tidal flow was calmed, in this earth-shaking moment that went down in history, they finally realized what kind of god they believed in.

——He is one of the seven gods who will be sung forever by later generations, the rock god, Morax.

·

Morax did not join the human tribe in their jubilant celebrations. Instead, he withdrew from the mountaintop and walked towards the young man who was waiting in the pine forest to congratulate him.

To use Shen Qianluo's words, all he has left for his people is a dashing back - you can make up any legend you want about me.

"Congratulations, Morax. Great victory in your first battle. Anything you want to say?"

Morax sighed slightly and looked at him sideways: "Qianluo, you know humans very well."

"You just don't understand them well enough." Shen Qianluo smiled, as if he was not surprised by his implication. Every time he made up a story to fool others, his small fangs would add a lot of harmlessness to his mystery.

——Looks more like a human being.

"You also know that I am just a weak auxiliary demon god." Shen Qianluo turned around with a sad expression and said sincerely, "I can only rely on my little cleverness to observe people's words and expressions. Over time, I have gained some life wisdom."

"Besides, the panic of your people just now is beyond words. You were just standing too high up and didn't notice it."

Spreading his hands to show his innocence, Shen Qianluo attacked a harmless person and said, "You should have trusted me."

"Trust?" Morax's gaze was always fixed on him. His calm golden pupils were even more captivating in the dark night. They were as gentle as jade, and the pale gold exuding from his spirit was filled with an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Shen Qianluo stopped talking and stared at him sideways, with a calm and gentle demeanor, without a trace of panic: "What's the matter?"

"You gallop across the battlefield with the elegant bamboo flute, with silver hair and white clothes, and your temperament is both flamboyant and elegant. Aside from your golden pupils that can be hidden by divine power, you are very much in line with my imagination of a person."

As Morax's voice fell, Shen Qianluo was stunned. First, his pupils trembled, and a look of surprise and disbelief flashed across his face for a moment, and then...

I couldn't help but burst out laughing, with an irrepressible arc of ridicule on the corner of my mouth, and even said playfully: "So, you suspected that I was the one? But I really didn't even expect it."

"Then let me make an argument. First of all, the young master is extremely powerful and has unrivaled martial arts skills. How can a weak auxiliary demon like me be able to achieve that?"

"Secondly, we were able to escape from there because of the young master's great revolution. He himself had already been dealt with by that person when the revolution failed, and was completely destroyed."

"at last……"

He said, his tone slightly duller.

"My parents worship the young master so much that they even named me after him. How could I choose the weapon for training? I never thought that one day, I would be misunderstood as someone I was forced to imitate..."

He acted so well that even he himself almost believed it.

Shen Qianluo was secretly laughing at his forced acting skills, but the next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, and Morax's right hand was on his slender neck within a second.

The fingertips under the pure black divine armor are extremely sharp. Even a slight force can easily break the boy's neck.

"Hey...you still don't want to believe me?"

An unexpected drop of cold sweat ran down the side of his face, and Shen Qianluo's expression darkened slightly at that moment, his lips still showing a warm and calm smile. In the quiet night, his disguised black pupils silently flashed a trace of bone-chilling coldness.

The man's move was indeed unexpected. Whether it was the ruthlessness in his suspicion or the speed of his surprise attack, it was far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Although he didn't die here, it was the first time in his life that he underestimated someone, Morax, whom he met by chance and formed a team with...

"You helped me twice, and I didn't want to attack you." Morax's tone was also tinged with a little helplessness, but the arm against his neck was as steady and firm as a rock, "But there are some things I need to confirm. Qianluo, are you trustworthy?"

After looking at him deeply for a few seconds, Shen Qianluo suddenly raised the corners of his mouth. In this situation, his tone was surprisingly good: "Don't worry, I won't hurt your people. I may have some secrets, but they are completely forgotten as we left that place."

"Moracus, don't worry. I won't hurt any human without reason. You've taken the path of a god's lover - but am I not one too?"

While Morax was slightly stunned, Shen Qianluo took a step back and left the prison of his fingertips. His white clothes swayed in the wind, and his eyes were so calm from beginning to end: "My suspicion can be ruled out. I think the most important thing for you right now is to examine yourself."

"…examine yourself?" Morax was a little confused. Shen Qianluo like this gave people a strange yet involuntarily convinced feeling. The pair of black pupils looking up at him were clearly smiling faintly, but he had the illusion that a benevolent god was looking down on all living beings.

"Although Fushe and Fa'nan are strong, the Yaksha gods like to make great donations, or harm first and then benefit, and win or lose according to merit. They are friendly to humans, but their mission is to assist the monarch, so they are destined not to be the king who rules a region—"

Shen Qianluo smiled warmly, "Look, it's coming now, isn't it?"

Morax turned around.

·

The blowing wind and the cool moon were both gentle, the misty sea water vapor brought freshness, and the whole tribe was surrounded by the powerful power of the demon god they believed in. They slept soundly, which was a rare experience.

"The Yaksha clan is willing to swear allegiance to the Lord of Rock until death!" Led by Fushe and Fanan, after the battle with Baqiu, they finally affirmed Morax's strength and character.

From the moment Morax stepped forward in the melee and firmly protected his people, the scene before their eyes was destined.

That's right...

Looking down at the Yakshas who were bowing their heads, Morax seemed to be full of thoughts at this moment, and nodded slightly: "Then, let's sign a contract."

A contract to forever protect this land and its people.

As expected, he received a very positive answer.

Under the moon, the Yakshas made a firm vow with their voices. Standing behind Morax, Shen Qianluo slightly turned his gaze away and stared at the silent starry sky, with a fleeting wave of emotion in his eyes.

He is full of lofty ambitions and is determined to love. He has both strong strength and the determination to protect his territory. Morax, you say, such a god...

"We must do our utmost to defend the borders of our country and not allow foreign enemies to invade; we must be loyal, carry spears and guns, and sacrifice our lives without regrets. The blood of the swordsmen stains the land, the patriots hold candles, and the heroes return - we share this world, with lofty integrity, and defend our land as a border!"

Are you really ready to become a monarch?

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