Chapter 259 The Battle of Faith Begins

Just a few days.

The news that the plane pollution had subsided spread everywhere.

Wherever you go, you can hear people discussing this matter. Some are shocked, some are surprised, but most are relieved.

"It's not bad. It looks like that thing can't reach us."

"When the plane channel was opened before, I was a little worried whether it would affect this side."

"That's right. I went there to take a look some time ago. Even a handful of seeds sown on the land didn't sprout."

"It's good now. The pollution has subsided and we should be able to go over there and take a look."

When people first heard that the land there was polluted and life was difficult to survive, many were scared, fearing that the disease would spread to where they lived.

Some even publicly voiced their boycott, wanting the temple to close its entrance, and they made a big fuss.

Now that the crisis has been resolved, these people have immediately changed their attitudes. Those who were originally on the sidelines have begun to flock to the Spider Kingdom and the Undead Kingdom in large numbers.

Because anyone with a little bit of common sense knows how huge the benefits of land restoration will be, and it is absolutely necessary to seize the opportunity.

of course.

This is just at the level of ordinary people.

In the kingdoms of the major gods, such as the Holy Heaven, the Abyss of Death, the Wilderness of Beasts, the Bloody Battlefield... these well-known kingdoms of God have also been in chaos.

The demigods who were in charge of the kingdom of God all set their sights on the planes that had been abandoned by them due to pollution, and began to send people there to spread faith again.

Because if this trend continues, the pollution there will subside sooner or later, and it is definitely better to make arrangements in advance than to compete at that time.

When that time really comes, there will be more than just these few companies competing with them. Gods and demigods, big and small, will reach out to snatch believers from them.

"Go ahead. There's no need to bother Lord Beast God with such trivial matters. First, rebuild the planes that previously believed in the Beast God. We can't let those two-legged beasts take the lead!"

Wilderness Center of Beasts.

A white tiger that was hundreds of meters tall stood proudly, giving orders to the beasts below, and its voice echoed throughout the wilderness.

Among those beastmen, there happened to be a group of tusk orcs, which were exactly the same as the orcs Rhodes had seen in the new plane before.

After everything was explained, the major tribes rushed to leave and began to try to communicate with those plane branches that had been abandoned for many years.

"Strange, I could clearly sense a trace of connection before, how come it suddenly broke off?"

Inside the Fang Orcs’ territory, the chief stood in front of the totem with a puzzled look on his face, muttering to himself.

Some time ago, he could still sense a trace of spiritual connection from that plane, but because that plane had been severely polluted and abandoned long ago, and the connection was too weak, he didn't pay much attention to it.

Now when I want to look for it again, I find that the connection is completely cut off. Could it be that the branch over there has become extinct?
With doubts in his mind, he calmed down and began to try to communicate with that plane, intending to rebuild the connection.

The entire Fanged Beast Tribe territory gradually became busy.

……

the other side.

Orc plane.

As soon as Rhodes' spirit came over, he felt several unfamiliar auras exploring the plane, which made him gasp.

"Oh my god, are those guys so fast?"

It goes without saying that, apart from the kingdoms of God, who else has the ability to detect planes?

Although he had expected this day to come, he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

It seems that the news of the plane pollution receding has also spread back to the major divine kingdoms, and they are probably all busy "recovering lost territory."

"Fortunately, I was smart enough to arrive first. You guys just take your time to build connections." Rhodes smiled proudly.

He knew very well that it was not easy for those guys to enter this plane. First of all, they needed a certain amount of faith support to allow them to accurately locate themselves and project their spiritual consciousness over.

Faith is like an anchor point. Without it, even if you are the kingdom of God, you cannot have an impact on this plane.

On the contrary, when this anchor point is large enough, your influence on this plane will also increase, and in the end you can even descend in person.

While they are still working hard to build faith, he must quickly consolidate the Moon Goddess's position here.

"I don't know if that Beast God has come over, but I hope he doesn't show up in person."

As Rhodes spoke, he focused his consciousness on the totem statue of the Desolate Tribe and looked around.

This sight made him completely stunned.

I saw that the Huang'e tribe was empty, without a single person in sight.

Outside the canyon, the terrifying aura of death covered the sky and rolled over the land like a surging wave.

Wherever it goes, there is no life, like the last counterattack before the pollution retreats.

"Is this the Gray Storm?"

Rhodes smacked his lips, with disbelief in his eyes.

The concentration of death energy was even more exaggerated than he had expected. Even a sixth-level being would die on the spot.

Fortunately, he did not rashly run outside. At least the impact he suffered in this canyon was much weaker, and he could barely hold on with his mental strength.

Needless to say, all the members of the Huang'e tribe have fled to other places to hide. Presumably, the snake meat of half a giant snake will be enough for them to sustain for a long time.

"Haha! I finally got in!"

Suddenly, a loud laugh sounded in the sky.

Rhodes, who was looking for the traces of the orcs, looked up and saw a spiritual consciousness slightly weaker than Augla and the others descending from the spiritual plane and crashing to the ground.

It looked like he came from another kingdom of God. But before the man could stand still, a fierce gray storm swept towards him.

"I……"

The person opened his mouth, but before he could finish his words, his newly condensed consciousness was instantly blown away. It only took three seconds for him to appear and disappear.

Rhodes: ...

Is this guy here to make fun of me?

They dared to land nakedly without a conscious carrier. Even if they were not hit by the storm, they would not be able to last long.

Look at it this way.

The "Guide to Cultivating Gods" compiled by the Moon Goddess is truly a magical book. It even introduces various precautions for the advent of consciousness.

He had to learn from Augla several times before he could descend so skillfully, otherwise he might have died like that guy just now.

"It looks like the storm won't stop for a few days. That's good. We don't have to worry about other people coming in."

A few days.

It is almost enough to consolidate my faith.

So Rhodes did not stay any longer. His consciousness left the statue and wandered in the canyon.

Just when he was about to collapse, he finally found a cave in the deepest part of the tribe, and the sound of conversation could be faintly heard from inside.

"Was there any noise outside just now?"

"I heard it too. It seemed like a scream?"

"Who's so brainless as to run outside at this hour?"

"Maybe it's those guys from the Barbarian Stone Tribe."

Rhodes walked through the cave entrance and saw the vast space inside and the busy orcs at a glance. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

so far so good.

The faith team is still there.

Then, he walked around the cave again and finally found a few orcs sleeping, including many wounded warriors, including the leader Barom.

"Have it!"

Suddenly, he thought of a way to consolidate his faith, and immediately went back to the woods to call Xiaobai over.

After a brief explanation, he returned to the Huang'e Tribe and asked Xiaobai to use his ability to weave the dreams of those orcs and subtly change their thoughts.

as predicted.

The orc, who had been tossing and turning due to his injuries, gradually fell asleep, snoring evenly.

This went on for several days.

Finally, when the storm was about to stop, different voices began to emerge within the entire Huang'e Tribe, and many orcs said that they had been guided by the Moon Goddess in their dreams.

One of the young orcs even comprehended the power of the storm, shocking all the tribesmen to gather around.

"You said you received the gift from the Moon Goddess?"

Barom stood in the crowd and frowned at the young tribesman, because he had also been guided by the Moon God in his dreams.

In fact, he has always had a question in his mind. When he was performing sacrifices and hunting disaster teeth before, the power that healed their injuries did not seem to be possessed by the Beast God.

Now that another member of the tribe has obtained the power of other gods, he can't help but feel a little surprised.

However, there is no requirement among the Huang'e tribe to believe in the Beast God.

When the Orcs were at their peak, there was a profession called the Orc Priest. The power used by that profession was the power of storms and tides.

But as the earth-polluting tribe declined, only these warriors who relied on brute force were left, and the orc sacrifices had long disappeared.

"Yes, look, Chief!"

The young orc who was asked stretched out his hand excitedly, condensed a swirling airflow in his palm, and then carefully added it to a warrior.

The warrior was shocked, raised his arms in disbelief, and waved his weapon.

"What's going on? I feel my body getting lighter!"

You have to know that the weapon in his hand weighs several hundred pounds and is made of heavy iron. It is usually a bit difficult to wield it, but now it is as easy as moving one's arm, and even the speed has become much faster.

This scene immediately made the older elders open their eyes wide and look at Barom in unison.

"Chief, it's the orc priest!"

"This kid has awakened his talent for sacrifice!"

"It really is the legendary storm force!"

There was excitement in their voices.

Other tribesmen may not know, but they know very well how important orc sacrifice is to a tribe.

If for no other reason, it’s because this profession brings huge benefits to orc warriors.

Even a low-level priest can raise the strength of an orc warrior to a higher level.

It is no exaggeration to say that if there is a priest who masters the power of storms and a priest who masters the power of tides, they don't need to cooperate with the Barbarian Stone Tribe when they encircle and suppress the Disaster Fang. They can easily take it down with just these people.

Even when the Orcs were at their peak, the number of orc sacrifices directly represented the strength of a tribe!

(End of this chapter)