The Age of Global Gods: Lord of Chaos

Chapter 7

Chapter 7 The priesthood! chaos! (Third, please support!)

At the same time, within the kingdom of God.

After receiving the oracle from the great god, Dunf looked down at the wild jackal man living on the ground. He understood the will of the god.

Fly back to the island.

Many wingers from the islands have welcomed them.

Dunf thought of the precarious life in the chaos before.

Even for him, chaos is extremely dangerous.

There is nothingness in the dangerous chaos.

Even if he is a demigod, he still has no sense of security in the chaos.

What’s more, there are so many tribesmen.

The tribesmen are more vulnerable than themselves. At the time, nearly 10,000 tribesmen on the island survived the battle of God.

But in the forty years in the chaos, more and more clansmen have died one after another, and there are currently no surviving clansmen.

Because of despair, he was so excited when hope came that he even decided to lead his tribe to be loyal to Fang Mu.

With Deng Fu’s rich experience, how could he fail to see that the Lord of Chaos is a god who has just condensed the kingdom of God for a short time, or that his divine power has been damaged for some reason.

He is not mentally retarded.

Because the kingdom of the normal gods is very huge, and the kingdom of the Lord of Chaos seems a little “miniature”.

But in any case, the Lord of Chaos is the hope of their people in the future. Even if it is a new god who has just condensed the kingdom of God, what about it?

Clenching the spear in his hand, Dunf looked into the distance.

There was a bit of determination in his eyes.

Then he stretched his eyebrows and twisted his eyebrows, and said loudly with a bit of sternness: “From now on, our Wing Human Race will believe in the Lord of Chaos. From today on, I will resume the sacrifice. I will personally preside over the sacrifice, and I will select 30 people. The most elite wingmen form a guardian knights.”

Wing people are all suspended in the sky, men and women of all ages.

They have no meaning to this, and Dunf’s prestige among the Wingers is very high.

“You clean up the original temple.” Dunf said.

“I am going to spread the brilliance of my god farther.” Dengfu looked down at his feet from a high condescending position.

On the wasteland below, on the edge of the volcano, many wild wolves are coming out of the cave, curiously looking at the island that suddenly appeared in the sky.

“If you must be cleaned up before, you should thank the gods for their kindness and greatness.” Deng Fu muttered to himself, the wings suddenly closed behind him, and the whole wing man turned into a sharp sword and rushed out.

In the sky, a white beam of light fell from the sky…

At noon, get out of class time is approaching.

Fang Mu watched other students in the classroom leave one after another.

The little mushroom girl sitting in the front row glanced back at Fang Mu, and saw Fang Mu lying on the table, hesitating again and again, her lips squirming.

But still did not pluck up the courage, bowed his head and left the classroom.

……

One year’s time is compressed in just one day.

But as far as God’s country is concerned, the half-day time in the daytime is just over the past two months.

God’s country.

More than two months passed quickly.

When Fang Mu quietly condensed the body of a chaotic giant on the nine heavens of the kingdom of God, what he saw was this scene.

In the kingdom of God, people on the crescent-shaped sky island wore sackcloth, folded their hands and put them on their chests, closed their eyes and prayed silently.

In front of them is a ten-meter-high statue.

A steady stream of faith separates from them and merges into the gods.

Fang Mu listened attentively and could hear the prayers of every believer.

The sound was far and near, the island underfoot was near, and the land of God’s land was far away. A statue of the same ten-meter-high god stood on the edge of the volcano.

A large number of jackals crouched in front of the idols and prayed.

The idol is the true face of oneself incarnate as a giant of chaos.

His face was vague, his body was tall and tall, and his body was enveloped in a storm of chaos.

A white and black sphere, a white hole and a black hole, float on the left and right shoulders.

The bracelet and anklet each have a star ring formed by a circle of stars.

Speaking of this projection, I actually didn’t care much about it, but a thought of condensing the projection emerged in his head and condensed itself in the kingdom of God at the next moment.

Fang Mu remembers that the appearance of the projection seems to be inseparable from the priesthood of the gods.

He has the chaotic priesthood, and this image should also be related to the chaotic priesthood.

In addition to the basic function of extracting the power of Chaos, Chaos of the priest has other abilities…

Fang Mu pondered, looked back at the Kingdom of God, and tried to leave the projection clone from the Kingdom of God.

The outside world is chaos and chaos, and ordinary gods do it just to die.

But when Fang Mu came to the chaos, he was not corroded by the chaos.

It’s as if I belong to it, but there is a warm feeling.

Huhu——

The continuous power of chaos is automatically absorbed by the projection avatar.

Then a strand of chaotic air formed a ribbon floating around the body, making Fang Mu’s face look even more blurred.

This is……

Fang Mu has a clear understanding in his heart.

It turns out that chaos is my source of strength!

For the gods who control the forest, the forest is their home ground, and for the gods who control the sun, the sun is their home ground.

And his home field is chaos.

Countless gods fear the chaos like a tiger.

In the chaos, he will not be exhausted at all.

It’s a pity that he is still too weak at the moment, he can only melt into the chaos, and is far from reaching the level of controlling the chaos, but Fang Mu believes that there will be such a day sooner or later. *