C541 A Disaster for the Beasts
C541 A Disaster for the Beasts
Looking at the smoke and smoke from the tribe, as well as the tribe soldiers walking amok, Sparsak's heart was filled with incomparable pain.
At this time, he was very regretful that he described Lin Yun to be too terrifying, causing the beast tribe to be in such a low mood.
In the past, in order to make the beasts feel threatened, he had described Lin Yun as extremely terrifying. However, he didn't think that he would make a fool of himself and cause the current situation.
Therefore, he hated Lin Yun very much.
Just yesterday, he was actually questioned by the higher ups of the beast race for the first time. All along, the beast race treated him like a god. Now, there was actually a voice resisting him. This was not a good sign. If this continued, his dignity would plummet. When that time came... The title of Prophet might be replaced by other wizards. This was not what he wanted to see.
As the God of the Horde, he had to stop this trend, so he decided to take action.
It seemed that after making this decision, his face lit up. His hunched back and gloomy expression were no longer there, and he walked towards the forbidden area of the tribe, the Altar of God.
There were records of the beastmen tribes. It was said that they were not living beings of this world in the first place. It was the Sovereign who had brought them here. Originally, they were afraid of the sun, so they could only hide in the darkness. It was the Sovereign who had brought them light. Thus, they believed in the Sovereign. The Prophet was born.
Every beastman had to undergo a Sovereign's Baptism when they were born. If they were able to trigger the abnormal movements of the Master God, they would be able to become an Evil Energy Sorcerer and cultivate the evil energy that the Master God had bestowed upon the beastmen.
As for the Prophet, it was usually the Sorcerer who could communicate with the Sovereign Altar. It could be said that he was the God's Emissary of the Sovereign. This was also the reason why the beastmen worshipped the Prophet so much.
At this moment, Sparsak wanted to use the Sovereign Altar to call back the beastmen's loyalty to him and use the Sovereign Altar to establish his position.
Thus, he opened the heavy door and arrived in front of the main god's altar.
The altar was constantly absorbing energy from all directions, and it was surrounded by a layer of pale green energy. Every evil Magus could obtain a trace of evil energy seed from the altar, and from then on, they could start cultivating.
This was a rule that the beasts had abided by for several eras. It had never been broken, and no one had ever broken it.
Sparsak, who was originally glowing, revealed a pious expression the moment he entered. He kowtowed three times and nine times before slowly moving towards the altar.
He opened the soul gate of the altar and began his plan this time.
At that moment, he and the altar became one. A huge projection of him appeared in the sky above the tribe, attracting all the beastmen.
" Oh! Oh my god... the Lord Prophet is communicating with the Sovereign again!"
"The Sovereign didn't forget our clan. He brought light..."
...
At this moment, all of the beastmen knelt down piously!
Sparsak saw everything in the tribe through the projection. He nodded in satisfaction and said in a dignified manner, "The Sovereign told me that he felt that someone was disloyal, so he was very angry..."
His words immediately caused the entire beastmen race to be filled with righteous indignation. They cursed loudly, causing the beastmen who questioned Sparsak to be frightened out of their wits.
Right at this moment, he used some evil techniques at the right time. Stopping the beast race's anger, he continued, "However, Lord God told me that anyone would make mistakes. As long as they truly repent, the Sovereign will forgive them! The Sovereign is with you! "
With that, the entire beastmen tribe fell to their knees. For a moment, it was so quiet that they began to pray.
Sparsak was very satisfied with everything he had done. He raised the corners of his lips proudly and cut off his connection with the Sovereign's Altar.
He was the only one in the entire tribe who knew that there was no Sovereign at all. This Sovereign's Altar was merely a magical altar, and the reason why it was able to create the false impression of communicating with a Sovereign... It was entirely because the Sparsak Clan had been tightly holding onto the method to open the altar, for the eternity of power. That was why they made up such a thing.
Thus, it could be said that the entire beast tribe had been deceived by the family for countless years. Perhaps because they had done too many bad things, it caused their family to gradually wither away, and when it reached his generation, he was the only one left.
But even so, he didn't want to release the power in his hands like this. As for this secret, it was even more impossible for him to divulge it.
However, what he didn't know was that his every move had been seen by someone in the northeastern direction of the tribe.
He was the Lin Yun that the beast tribe had been waiting for for many days. At this moment, Lin Yun was standing on the high ground, looking at the entire tribe with a single glance.
All of Sparsak's actions couldn't escape Lin Yun's senses. He looked at the devout beast people and felt that it was a bit ridiculous.
There was indeed a god in this world, but which god would have such powerful strength to maintain the connection with an ordinary spirit forever? Even if there was! Would they lower themselves to do such useless things?
Obviously, this was impossible. And the way Sparkack opened the altar also betrayed their lies.
This altar gave Lin Yun a very strange feeling, as if it was a product of artifact forging, just like the trial tower of Spirit Cultivation Academy in Loongteng, the magical existence of Scripture Tower.
The altar also reminded Lin Yun of the Wind Wolf Tribe he met in the past. Their totem seemed to have the ability to inherit energy.
Of course, these thoughts only flashed across Lin Yun's mind. At this moment, he was thinking about how to deal with these hundreds of thousands of beastmen.
How about turning all of them into blood slaves with Blood Curse? Or should he slowly transform them into a different kind of creature?
If he were to transform them, he would suffer a great loss. These beastmen did not have any means of energy. However, their powerful bodies and qi were still a deterrent to the Ghost Cultivator. In particular, evil energy Magi were the natural enemy of netherworld energy. They could absorb the source of their life force. This was simply a living killer.
Therefore, after thinking about it, Lin Yun decided to let Luo Caiying attack by herself. Immediately, he summoned the people from the Sorcerer Clan that he had brought with him.
After making some arrangements, Lin Yun snapped his fingers, and the men from the Sorcerer Clan rushed down the mountain like a ferocious tiger towards the beastmen tribes.
The beasts who were still immersed in their prayers were frightened by this sudden movement. It was already too late when they thought of organizing a resistance.
Sure enough, the Sorcerer Clan was terrifying. With the Physique Shamans in front, it was like a meat grinder. With the Soul Shamans at the back, they were like the reapers of life. The Poison Sorcerer and Blood Sorcerer were like poisonous gas and ammunition. Wherever they went, not a single beast could last more than three breaths.
Lin Yun wasn't surprised by this. What surprised him was that there were only ten Spirit Shamans. Their attack method surprised him.
It was an energy attack that passed through space and time, completely ignoring distance, causing the enemy adepts to fall before they could even use their evil energy.
This strange attack method made Lin Yun interested. He had a new understanding of it.
The Sorcerer Clan's attack on the beast tribes could be said to be unstoppable. In less than half a day, hundreds of thousands of beastmen had been controlled. The Prophet, Sparsak, looked with despair at Lin Yun, who was slowly walking over. He was filled with terror!
"I said I would come. I was only delayed for a few days! Now, surrender or die?"