The hunched figure did not seem to be walking in the dark and dirty sewer at this moment.

But it's like walking towards a world of light.

When his figure truly walked into the light, he groaned with satisfaction.

This feeling of being enveloped by light really made him feel comfortable.

He raised his head, revealing a face with a bird's beak. He was an elderly Chiru.

He looked ahead. This was a renovated underground space, where several drainage channels once converged.

This also results in a larger space here.

Now, traces of excavation can still be seen around it, and it is obvious that this place has been expanded again.

In front of us, there were hundreds of similarly hunched figures, all of them were from the Chiru tribe.

These intelligent creatures, which resemble terrestrial birds, mostly have hunched bodies like this.

Most of these Chiru slaves wore the same attire, which was actually golden clothing representing the sun.

The materials of these clothes are very poor, but the colors are very bright.

Looking at it, it's like seeing a bunch of golden old corns.

The last one to arrive was a Chiru man. He slowly approached the front, and finally his eyes became bright.

In front of us is a dazzling, warm light, like a sun rising in the underworld!

He approached his fellow tribesman in front of him and could still smell the strange odor emanating from the other's body, but he did not feel impatient at all.

Because he also has this smell on his body.

Most of the Chiru people exist as slaves, with a very low standard of living. The work they do is very heavy, and most of it is menial. It is normal for them to have a bad smell on their bodies.

Most of the Chiru people in front of them lowered their heads and muttered something.

As he got closer, the voice became clearer:

"...When night falls, your afterglow still warms our hearts...Great Corona, thank you for your care and guidance..."

The Chiru who came later also became enthusiastic when he heard such a prayer. He quickly lowered his head and began to pray quietly:

"O great, almighty Corona!..."

My sight passed through the crowd of Chiru people and moved forward. All the Chiru people bowed their heads and prayed in unison.

The sounds of their prayers condensed into a buzzing sound throughout the entire underground space.

If you were a little further away, you could only hear a voice like someone singing an aria, loudly shouting:

"Corona!"

"Corona!!"

“Corona!!!”

In front, a three-tiered altar was placed in the center of the Chiru tribe.

On the altar, each layer is engraved with many twisted runes, which seem to be painted with golden pigment.

Under the light, it emits a faint golden glow.

And that mass of light-emitting object was just floating above the altar.

Under the illumination of the light, the runes on the altar are constantly changing. The number of runes is increasing, and the meaning of the runes is changing.

The runes that were originally written and should have been fixed now moved like a twisting earthworm.

Standing in front of the altar was a Chiru who was also dressed in golden clothing.

Compared with his fellow tribesmen, he is obviously much taller.

Likewise, the clothes he wore were very different from those of the other Chiru people.

He was wearing a golden robe, the material of which was obviously much better and more expensive.

On the robe, there are runes outlined with golden silk threads.

He wore a crown on his head, and on the golden crown, there was an abstract, distorted sun symbol.

At this moment, he was lowering his head, holding a paintbrush in his hand, and carefully writing golden runes on the altar.

If you get close, you can smell the strong smell of blood from the brush.

Finally, when the last rune on the altar was drawn, he raised his head and looked at the small sun in the sky with fanatical eyes.

"Sun...Crown!"

He took a deep breath, and what came into his nostrils was not the stench of the underground sewer, but the warm and refreshing smell of sunlight shining on his body.

As the prayer slowly came to an end, the gathered Chiru slaves gradually looked at the tall figure of their fellow tribesmen under the altar.

A Chiru standing near the front, his clothing slightly better, with some runes on it, bent over and said, "Priest Git..."

"Corona... Is He about to descend?"

His voice was full of joy and excitement.

He looked at the small ball of sunlight in the sky with great longing.

The Chiru tribe wearing golden robes, he is the Git priest.

He turned around and looked at all the Chiru slaves who had just prayed.

With a smile on his face, he said, "That's right!"

"All of you are right!"

"Look at that ball of light! That's the embodiment of the corona!"

“He! He is coming soon!”

"But our strength is still too small, and the number of our believers is still too small!"

"The Corona incarnation that is about to descend this time is nothing more than a servant of the Great! Almighty Corona Divine Kingdom!"

"But, even though he is a servant of God, he is noble!"

"After the servants of God arrive, they will continue to preach for us and spread the glory of the corona!"

"He will lead us to ultimate victory! Lead us ever closer to the light of the solar corona!"

"Eventually, we will become sunlight and become part of the solar corona!"

Pastor Git's words made the Corona believers gathered around breathe heavily.

As the ball of sunlight on the altar squirmed, all the Chiru people here had wisps of invisible things gradually rising from their bodies.

These things will be absorbed by this ball of sunlight, and this ball of sunlight is also slowly expanding and growing at a speed invisible to the naked eye under the nourishment of the believers.

Git's voice continued to ring in everyone's ears: "The servant of the Corona is about to come!"

"Our glorious moment is about to come!"

"But we can't just take the glory of the corona on ourselves!"

"We want the entire Dan'an region to be illuminated by the glory of the corona!"

Git looked at a Chiru slave not far away and asked, "Pug, how is the passage going?"

Upon hearing this, the Chiru named Pagu immediately knelt down on the ground and said in a trembling voice, "The passage is still a little bit short, but we can't start construction."

"The human leader has driven us away from the construction site. We can't resume construction until the banquet at Sloan Manor is over..."