Cthulhu Gonfalon

Chapter 162:

In the face of Morani’s invitation, Yu Xiong was somewhat hesitant and did not immediately agree.

Although according to Morani, this wild **** is not so much a well-structured organization as it is a chat communication organization, it is possible that the communication channel between the gods has become a QQ chat group.

But he is not so relieved, always feel a little bit reliable.

Moranie did not urge him to introduce his friends.

The main **** of the wild gods, or the "group owner" of the "wild wilderness chat group", is Morani himself. He is an extremely powerful warrior and an expert in mining and forging. In his usual chats, he has a lot of words and often tells you all kinds of new things.

This is also because he wanders around the whole day, knows a lot, and often encounters some interesting things that are worth sharing with you.

There are currently four members of the wild gods. In addition to the main **** Morani, the three gods are fertile gods, the great gods and more; the **** of mud, the big squid; the **** of the samurai warrior, ink.

These three characters are different from the divine character, but they are less intelligent, but they like to talk. They always say nothing, although most of them are meaningless trivial things; big squid doesn't like to say things, But I am very keen on expressing opinions on what others have said, although his opinions are mostly just a simple message; ink is the smart person in this **** system who is second only to Morani, and he likes to wander around, but he is not big. I like to tell my own wandering experience. I just met something that is worth mentioning. For example, if there is a good wine in a certain place, I will talk to you. I usually play the role of a listener.

"I always feel that this QQ group is not lively enough... only four people." Yan Xiong secretly groaned and asked the legendary Pantheon.

“The Pantheon is the most innermost place in the world, close to the roots of the wonderful place.” Morani said, “Every **** can show a avatar in it without paying any price. And there is no support for it. A lot of power, so it is almost a non-combat area. Every **** has its own seat there, and everyone often discusses and disputes, very lively."

He said, he sighed: "Unfortunately, there is a mixture of fish and dragons in the Pantheon. All kinds of intrigues and tricks make people invincible. The ability to exercise wits is not enough. It is not suitable for easy communication without a brain..."

"So, what if I want to have a seat in the Pantheon?"

"Simple, complete the ritual of the gods, accept the priesthood, and you will do it." Morani said with a smile. "But the priesthood is a big event, not sloppy! I suggest that you choose the special genre of the first genre, for example, certain. The patron saint of a small race is safer and more reliable."

When he saw that Xiongxiong did not understand, he explained it to him in detail.

After God has sealed God, if you choose the direction of faith, you need to have a stable and reliable source of faith. For this reason, it is best to completely monopolize the beliefs of a group to ensure that the faith is not broken.

How to ensure exclusive? The most reliable way is to completely control a race.

“How can I completely control a race?” asked Xiongxiong. “It’s a bit difficult...”

“It’s not difficult to say it’s difficult.” Morani said with a smile. “You create a race yourself, isn’t it?”

Yan Xiong stunned and asked curiously: "A race can also be created by itself?"

"Of course, it is very common for the gods to create their own races." Morani said with a finger, a bear man in the air, just different from the ordinary bear, his body is black and white, white The torso and head, black ears and limbs, the most interesting is the face, the white short hairs are mixed with two black eyes, just like two punches, two dark circles are shot.

"This is the race created by Mexico. It is slightly modified on the basis of the bear family, and it is called 'black and white bear man.'"

Yuxiong was silent for a long time and asked: "The friend who is called "Ink"... Is his body the same?"

"No, his body is a white bear - at least that year was a white bear." Morani said, "He later sealed his **** and wanted to create a race. However, there is a white bear in the bear. He made a slight modification on the basis of the white bear and created a black and white bear. Later, he adjusted his appearance and became like this."

Yuxiong nodded and secretly recorded this in his heart, and planned to have a chance to chat with the black and white bear god.

After all... no matter how you look at it, this so-called "black and white bear man" is similar to the panda. Is this **** also a crossover? Or did you get a message from the earth?

Morani is indeed a talkative person and has been continually lingering. Suddenly, his face changed, and he apologized to Yan Xiong, leaving a contact, and then jumped into a golden thunder and went to the sky. He wanted to come to an urgent place and must rush immediately. deal with.

Yan Xiong sent him away, smiled and cooked the pot slowly on the fire. The two of them didn’t even have time to take a bite of the broth, and they didn’t even know how to cook it. Clean, collect the stove and continue to walk in front.

The more you go forward, the more lush the pastures on the prairie, and the more cattle and sheep of the herders. After about a day, he had already reached the edge of the grassland and stepped into areas where grazing and farming were mixed.

It still belongs to the territory of the orc empire, and there are some orcs who are relatively gentle in character and like to cultivate.

For example, the village where Yuxiong lived temporarily belonged to a group of white pigs.

Pig people are the most misunderstood and discriminating races in orcs. They are short and fat. Their long nose makes them look stupid, but in fact they are not only stupid, but also very smart. They are the most important. The farmer who is second to none.

Hey, this is the white pig.

The pig man has two main branches, one is a farmer race white pig who looks a bit stupid, and the other is a nomadic black pig who looks really fierce and indeed very ferocious.

Compared with the close relatives, the black pigs are generally taller, and the Kong Wu is powerful. The gray and black mane on the body is long and hard. Especially the two long teeth protruding from the mouth are like two knives. It looks like Very embarrassing.

This race is quite aggressive, and the most favorite thing to do is to rush the aggression everywhere. Although their unique wild boar cavalry is not good at long distances, the impact of short distance is quite amazing, and few people can withstand it.

Because of the overlapping relationship of living areas, the white pigs became the most frequently looted objects of black pigs. Those arrogant guys never care about the same family, always rushing their wild boars in the white pigs’ fields, greedily plundering the white pig villages, looting the stored food, leaving only The farmers who want to cry without tears are miserable.

White pigs certainly want to resist. Almost every village of white pigs has thick walls. The fences are several layers inside and outside, and they are built like horses. However, the great disadvantage of individual combat power makes their resistance often do not play any role. In many cases, it is nothing but a robber and a robber.

Now is the season of grain ripening. The white pigs step up the harvest, dig out the bulbs from the soil, store them in the cellar, arrange the young and middle-aged training, and strengthen the defense.

There is no doubt that the black pig robbers may come at any time and have to guard against it.

Yuxiong was only passing by, but when he discovered the situation here, he lived with interest and wanted to see what the war between the pigs would develop.

He didn't wait a long time. A few days later, when the crops in the field were harvested almost the same, the hula's wild boar group appeared from the edge of the grassland and came towards this side.

There are only black pigs in the world who graze wild boars, so when the young white pigs on the watchtower saw the wild boar, they immediately sounded the alarm.

The busy villages were immediately busier, and the young and middle-aged men wore wooden armor and picked up various weapons—mainly wooden sticks and rafts. They set their positions behind the fence in front of the village and prepared to defend. Fight for the fruits of your own labor.

On the other side, behind the wild boar group are a group of tall, burly black pigs wearing leather armor, squatting with wooden sticks and rafts that are significantly larger than their close relatives, riding on a big fat head. On the wild boar, it looks energetic and full of confidence in the victory.

The wild boar group is very fast, and soon comes to the front of the village. The leader of the black pigs came out in a crowd, yelling and yelling. In general, the white pigs surrendered and honestly handed over the food, which would save a good fight.

Of course, the white pig village chief did not agree, and roared and waved the raft, indicating that he would fight a deadly battle.

Then the battle begins.

The war between the pigs was indeed fierce, but it was not with the tragic. Both sides are thick and thick, and they all use wooden blunt instruments. Although those sticks are hit on the body, they feel very weighty when listening to the sound, but for them, it is not a big deal.

Just seeing the sticks flying with the hammer, the two groups of pigs screamed, and the screams screamed together. But after waiting for a long time, I did not see any death or injury.

Yan Xiong moved to a stool and sat at the entrance of the village. He watched this low-level village-level fight with great interest. He also screamed from time to time and called it two sounds. It was the most annoying bard.

A black pig man waved a wooden stick, knocked his opponent to the ground, stepped on a few feet, and made up a few more on his head. Finally, he couldn’t climb up with his opponent for a long time. He was proudly eager to show off the brave martial arts, and he saw the arrogant look of Xiong Xiong. He suddenly became furious and rushed to him with a wooden stick.

"Fat! Be careful!"

When he listened to him, he couldn’t help but laugh again.

It is true that the appearance of his change is indeed very fat, but where is the black pig who is thinner? Look at him, every time you walk a little fat, you have to tremble a few times, you can simply do a weight loss advertisement!

Of course, you can only do the "before weight loss" model, after losing weight, only about the omnipotent PS god.

Although the black pig is fat, the speed is not slow, and it will rush to the front of the male. Pick up the stick and hit it on his head.

Only heard a bang, Yu Xiong’s head was suddenly smashed, just like a "concave" word.

"Ah?!" The black pig man stunned and looked at his own stick and was puzzled.

He is also a battle, but he has never seen such a weird situation.

At this time, a tentacle stretched out from below, wrapped his leg, threw him out at once, and fell to the side of the white pig who had been knocked over by him.

Yan Xiong patted his head, let it return to normal, and then stood up.

“It’s fun to play,” he said with a smile. “It’s also a copy of me, how?”

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