Chapter 940 Totem God! Ancestor God! Can Gods Fight?

Bernard and the bull warrior Hardig each held weapons, stood facing each other, and turned around at the same time. One step, two steps, each taking ten steps outward, and then turning around at the same time——

"Go out and fight!"

Gretel shouted in time.

There are so many patients here! Wherever there was a patient still lying down, there was a ping-pong-pong fight! Besides, Bernard's big bone and the Bull Warrior's big ax, if they were to fight against each other, the noise would never be lower than that of blacksmithing!

It was only at the end of the shouting that he remembered that he was not the master. The coda dropped an octave, and I looked left and right:

"You have a martial arts arena, right?"

Seven or eight great wizards gave him kind smiles.

Bernard walked out of the temple carrying the stick. In his busy schedule, Gretel threw a secret eye and chased after him. While treating him, he watched the live broadcast:

The so-called martial arts arena is an open space in front of the temple, and there is not even a door separating it from the interior of the temple. Maybe samurai fighting is also a way to please the gods?

Gretel thought this way, and saw the two warriors pulling away from each other, kicking on the ground, charging forward, and colliding with each other without any tricks. There was a loud noise, Gretel bared his teeth and felt his forehead buzzing:

Alas, are you really forging iron?

boom!

boom!

boom!

The ice and snow shattered under their feet, one by one, flying in all directions, hitting the people watching the battle around them. A young soldier was caught off guard and his face was scratched. He said "Ouch" and his face immediately started to bleed.

No one at the scene cared. Even the young soldier who was pulled behind just wiped the blood on his face and continued to stare. A bone club higher than a human head and a long-handled ax kept colliding and bouncing off. They looked like they were evenly matched...

The bone stick chops, smashes, swings, and pokes; the ax chops horizontally, vertically, diagonally, and upwards. Five minutes, ten minutes, the two sides were indifferent. The Manniu warrior suddenly roared, swung his ax twice, and jumped back:

"I want to ask for the blessing of the Buffalo God! Whatever means you have, you can use them as much as possible!"

The secret eye turned, and the figure of a young shaman priest appeared in the light curtain. Grete quickly threw out the last two rounds of [Remove Disease] and walked out quickly. When Bernard saw him coming, he waved one arm and shouted:

"No! I'll do it myself first!"

The Barbarian Bull warrior stepped forward with his right leg, leaned down, lowered his head, held an ax in both hands, and assumed a charging posture. Three steps away from him, the young witch priest took out a silver horn, brought it to his mouth, and blew hard:

"Woo——"

A low roar, like a cow's roar, spread throughout the martial arts arena. Grete subconsciously turned on the detection magic and saw a faint black light spreading from the horns and covering the body of the bull warrior.

The muscles of the body are enlarged and the skin defense is increased. These are all basic configurations... Gretel silently assessed. In addition, through meditation vision, one can also see a group of dark light attached to the body of the Barbarian Bull Warrior, extending forward, with two horns protruding on both sides of the axe.

What is this for...

Gretel secretly guessed. And the Barbarian Bull Warrior Hardig had already charged forward again, bang, bang, bang. The first few steps were nothing, but when he took the last step, the ground shook violently.

Gretel narrowed his eyes subconsciously. In the vision of meditation, circles of ripples flew out from the feet of the Barbarian Bull Warriors, were transmitted through the earth, and directly hit Bernard. For a moment, the aura on the barbarian's body became a little chaotic...

Isn't it?

War trampling?

It’s really... very suitable for the blessing of the Buffalo God...

Taking advantage of Bernard's confusion, the long-handled tomahawk smashed towards Bernard's head and face. At the critical moment, the barbarian roared suddenly, and his whole body was shaken.

The human figure in the meditation field of vision burned like a flame. The black light and ripples were bounced far away at the same time. Bernard held the stick in both hands and struggled to move up one level——

boom!

There was another huge earthquake. The battle ax bounced high, circled, and swept over like a wheel.

Still half a meter away, a pair of curved, horn-like shadows suddenly flew out from both sides of the axe, one on the left and one on the right, stabbing Bernard's chest and back.

"careful!"

"careful!"

Grete and Cerira blurted out. Grete had already clasped a [Protective Remote Shot] in his hand, ready to throw it at Bernard at any time. However, the barbarian did not dodge, and a bright light suddenly rose from the head of the club, and he looked up to the sky and opened his mouth, making a roaring gesture.

The Manniu warrior paused on the spot and tilted his head back slightly, as if he had been hit by an air wave bomb. The bright light roared and jumped down. In an instant, Bernard's tall body was enveloped by the shadow of a wild beast.

The pair of horn-shaped phantoms hit the beast's body and immediately bounced away. The beast turned its head sideways, bent down slightly, "click", "click", bit into two horns, and chewed them like shortbread...

Bernard, on the other hand, had already danced the bone stick like a windmill, forcing him forward with great momentum. Compared with before, his strength, speed, and even his ability to tolerate pain have obviously improved to a higher level.

If he had just entered the ninth level before, now he is comparable to a tenth level warrior.

"Autonomous madness?"

A low, surprised voice came from Mr. Valencimo's mouth. He looked left and right, then walked towards Gretel in small steps, and asked in a low voice:

"Boss, this follower of yours has mastered independent madness? And can you also use the beast soul?"

Grete spread his hands and shrugged.

"You have mastered it a long time ago... If you haven't mastered this, according to old Morgan, he is not qualified to venture into the New World..."

Mr. Valencimo was silent. Soon, Bernard relied on the power of independent madness and beast soul to defeat the Barbarian Bull warriors steadily. Finally, the chief of the buffalo tribe came out personally carrying two bone clubs:

"Qiang!"

The two bone rods crossed over the chief's head and locked Bernard's giant bone rod. The great chief nodded and smiled:

"Dear warrior, you have won. You have proven your strength. Your strength can already be compared with the strong ones among the White Eagle Warriors."

Even the Golden Eagle Warriors can't compare, right... "So, how many Golden Eagle Warriors are there in the Eagle Kingdom?"

"The Golden Eagle warriors are the most powerful warriors in the Eagle Kingdom, and their power and reputation spread far and wide." The chief replied without hesitation:

"There will always be only twelve Golden Eagle warriors blessed by the God of Eagles who can use golden spears. One person, one spear, and a pair of golden wings. No less, no more."

"What if I die?"

"Raised from the White Eagle Warriors. As long as the grace of the Eagle God lasts forever, the power of the Golden Eagle Warriors will always exist."

A warrior given by God?

Or are warriors with specific powers based on artifacts - or magic items?

Grete couldn't judge for a moment. But the key is not here, but when you really want to fall out with the other party, how much power you can use and whether you can defeat the other party. Gretel looked around:

"Do you have any warriors at the Golden Eagle level?"

The chiefs laughed. The chief of the Kestrel tribe stepped forward and held his head high:

"I myself can compete with a Golden Eagle warrior."

"There are two powerful warriors in our tribe who can compete with the Golden Eagle." The leader of the Buffalo tribe replied calmly. The Black Panther tribe followed:

"Although our tribe has a small number of people, we can still find two powerful warriors! Moreover, our Black Panther God can kill two Golden Eagle warriors on his own without any problem!"

Black Panther God?

Gretel was surprised. The God of Nature, the Goddess of Spring, the God of War, including the red stone tribe, white birch tribe, reindeer tribe, beaver tribe and other gods he saw along the way, none of them had personally taken action.

At most, when the priest prays, the corresponding magic is triggered, like a vending machine that stores the power of magic...

In fact, like the reindeer tribe, they raise one every year and kill one every year, and they can also grant magical powers to the tribe. Grete was very surprised.

If it were him, he would definitely refuse!

The buffalo god just now also gave strength to bless the warriors. How strong is it? Can it come out to beat people in person? Gretel...

Well, he hasn't seen it in person anyway.

"So, what is your Black Panther God like? Can it come out to fight? What other gods can come out to fight?"

Gretel asked sincerely. As he asked, he took turns looking at the several great wizards, especially scanning their heads. Ah, who can summon the gods to give him a look? It would be best to summon the gods to fight for him...

Well, I'm afraid the latter is more difficult... If he hadn't encountered a war between tribes, he probably wouldn't have been able to broaden his horizons...

"Dear guest, as long as you come to our tribe, you can meet the Black Panther God." The great shaman of the Black Panther tribe took a step forward and bowed gently:

"During this period, he has been leading our most powerful warriors to resist the invasion of the plague maiden. He is really inseparable. We are gathered here to find a way to resist the plague so that more warriors can join the battle. Go in."

"So it is?"

"It's a powerful black panther in the nearby mountains and forests. It has been enshrined by us for many, many years."

Well, it turned out to be a real mythical beast, no wonder it was able to take action directly. Gretel cast his expectant eyes to the side, and the Great Witch of the Buffalo Tribe shook his head slightly:

"Our buffalo god is a sacred white buffalo. When we were trekking in the wilderness and couldn't find our home, he suddenly appeared and brought us to this fertile land."

So you keep it enshrined until now?

Gretel asked with his eyes. The Great Witch of the Buffalo Tribe looked proud:

"Whenever we put on its cowhide, wear a helmet made of its skull, and beat the war drum with its leg bones, it will appear in response to our call, granting fertility to the fields and courage and strength to the warriors."

Well……

You win...

So are you taking the route of detaining animal souls + offering prayers...

Gretel had a lump of old blood stuck in his throat, and he didn't know how to vomit. The only thing he could think of was the old scalper in The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, who asked the Cowherd to kill it and then put it on the cowhide and fly into the sky...

Behind the crowd, the great witch priest of the Dahe Tribe walked slowly and made a few gestures silently. In an instant, a stream of sparkling water rose from behind him:

Amidst the sound of rushing water, the roaring water column condensed into a vague human shape.

"Our god is our first-generation clan leader. Back then, the river flooded, roaring, and was about to submerge our settlement. The clan leader threw himself into the water, and the water suddenly stopped on its own and retreated to the river bed. After that, he merged with the river. As one, we are always protected.”

"In several crises, he drove the river water and drove away the enemies. If the God of Plague really comes to our tribe, our gods will definitely fight him to the death!"

Very good, totem gods, ancestor gods, mythical beasts, you have them all!

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