Chapter 495 Human Tribe (First update, please vote)

"..."

Fifth Xuan was silent.

Ganymede was silent.

It was like this for a long time. Fifth Xuan suppressed his curiosity and said, "As my believer, Zeus will no longer covet your... beauty."

"Thank you, Saint."

Ganymede knelt on the ground from a distance, worshiping the painting that exuded an obscure power.

He finally got what he wanted, relying on a strong man who was enough to rival Zeus, and escaped from the sea of ​​suffering of being peeped.

"Protect my people, and step back."

Fifth Xuan had no intention of communicating any more to avoid making mistakes.

"Saint, I have one last question."

Ganymede said.

Fifth Xuan tensed up, calmed down and said, "I don't like believers who ask questions."

"Saint, I just want to ask the name of your tribe. I have many slaves, and they can all become your believers."

Ganymede hurriedly explained.

Fifth Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, remembering the wolf totem's mention of Ganymede's tribal army and beast army.

"My tribe's name... the human tribe, and I am the leader of the human tribe."

Fifth Xuan said, and took the initiative to cut off contact, not wanting to communicate with him anymore.

Ganymede waited obediently for a while, and when he saw that the saint had no other instructions, he slowly stood up.

Because he couldn't see through the thick fog, Fifth Xuan didn't know what Ganymede was doing outside, and he thought about the exchange just now again.

During the whole communication process, he didn't say much actively. At most, he gave guidance, and many things were just perfunctory.

The identity of the injured saint was basically made up by Ganymede himself, and all he had to do was not to be exposed.

As long as the real saint's consciousness could still protect this continent, Zeus couldn't come over, Ganymede wouldn't have any trouble, and he wouldn't face danger.

Tricking Ganymede here can also prevent him from causing trouble for the Fire Tribe, which is good... Diwu Xuan thought, and was completely relieved and began to observe the seeds.

When he left, he noticed the changes in the seeds, but he was in a hurry at that time and didn't look at it carefully. Now he can study it carefully.

Using his consciousness to observe the entire seed, he saw a small fleshy bud emerging from the top of the seed. It seemed that as long as he continued to absorb the power of the dense mist, the small fleshy bud would continue to grow.

I wonder if it will grow into a towering tree or something else in the future.

"Black hole."

He controlled his "true self" again, used his power to create a black hole, and began to absorb the power of the dense mist around him.

This time, he was well prepared and was not swallowed by the "pleasure". The Fifth Xuan's consciousness was still clear.

The black hole is already the existence with the greatest gravity that I know of. There is no other way to increase the absorption speed again... The Fifth Xuan thought to himself.

He began to absorb power again, strengthen his "true self", and promote the germination of the seed. Outside, Ganymede also became busy.

He did not rush to summon the tribal army and the beast army, but walked out slowly from his hiding place and came to the front of those primitive people.

"Who are you?"

Looking at Ganymede, who was covered in golden light, the tribal leader, who was the one injured by the fire witch, bravely stood up and asked.

"I am a believer of the saint, the god of charm and luck, Ganymede."

He said arrogantly.

If these people were not members of the saint's tribe, he would not bother to say more.

The brave young man was stunned by what he said, until he heard the name Ganymede, he immediately became alert.

Now this name has spread widely on this prairie, and every tribe targeted by this self-proclaimed god will not have a good end.

"What are you doing here?"

The young man asked with courage in fear, holding a stone axe.

"I will be your witch."

Ganymede said.

"Our... witch?"

The boy was puzzled, not understanding what Ganymede was going to do.

He knew that this man was not from this continent, and he also knew that the spirit-tuten tribes were afraid that they would not be able to resist this man, but why would such a man be a witch for his own tribe?

"Call everyone here and announce that I am a witch."

Ganymede was not interested in communicating too much with a god slave. If this man was not the leader of the Saint Tribe, he did not want to have a leader under him.

The boy hesitated. He did not want Ganymede to be the witch of his tribe because that would bring a bad reputation to his tribe.

But he did not seem to have the ability to refuse.

"Chief, if he becomes our witch, we will not be bullied."

Just as he was hesitating, a smart person behind him reminded the boy, and he suddenly realized.

"Okay."

The young man called all the people in the tribe, only a few dozen people in total. Under the witness of a few dozen people, Ganymede joined the human tribe and became the witch of the human tribe.

These tribesmen also knew that their tribe was called the human tribe. They thought that this name was given by Ganymede, and Ganymede thought that they knew the name of their tribe.

"I will let more tribes integrate into the human tribe. The human tribe will become the largest tribe on this continent... on this grassland."

Thinking that the saint's injury had not healed yet, Ganymede felt that there was no need to provoke the three existing large tribes, so he defined the tribe as the largest tribe on the grassland.

After determining the scope of the tribe's influence, Ganymede was somewhat dissatisfied with the fact that the tribe was stationed in such a remote place. He wanted to place the center of the tribe in the center of the prairie.

So after discussing with the leader - unilaterally notifying - the human tribe began to move towards the center of the prairie.

Along the way, Ganymede began to integrate the tribal army and let them all integrate into the human tribe.

The Fire Tribe Alliance was also integrating beliefs at this time, but its methods were obviously much gentler than Ganymede's.

Ganymede summoned all the tribal witches and leaders together and asked them to believe in the Saint Human Totem together. Those who disagreed were killed on the spot and their totems were destroyed.

Those who agreed could survive and keep their totems.

The reason for preserving the totem is for the totem fire. Ganymede thinks that it is disrespectful to let the saint send down the totem fire.

The leader acquiesced to this result because he knew that the totem he worshiped did not have totem fire. At least so far, the scroll totem - also called human totem - has not sent down totem fire.

It is easy to integrate the tribal army. These people have been dragged by Ganymede to wander across the prairie for several years, and the habit of obedience has long been ingrained in their bones.

The problem is that after the integration is completed, Ganymede does not manage them at all, and still enslaves these tribesmen like driving sheep.

Faced with this situation, the leader of the human tribe bravely stood up. He argued with Ganymede and vowed to change this situation.

Ganymede argued with him twice, and finally saw that he was determined. If he disagreed, he would argue for the third and fourth time.

He didn't care about these things, as long as he could strengthen the human tribe and make the saint have more faith.

The argument ended with Ganymede's acquiescence, and the leader of the human tribe, who gained power, began to work on improving the tribal army that was merged into the human tribe.

This is a difficult process. He lacks experience in this area, not to mention that the tribal army is already in chaos. The

reason why they are still united is that they are afraid of the army of ferocious beasts surrounding them.

The leader of the human tribe thought about it, and finally gathered all the dismissed witches and leaders together to discuss how to improve the current situation of the human tribe.

The discussion was of course chaotic, and the leader of the human tribe did not establish enough authority, but fortunately Ganymede supported him at a critical moment, which established his authority.

With authority, the leader of the human tribe looked for witches or leaders who were willing to help him and were also committed to improving the situation of the human tribe.

There were naturally quite a few such people, and some people who wanted to rely on authority also joined in, so slowly the power framework of the human tribe was established.

Although it was still chaotic, order was slowly being established.

All the way to the center of the grassland, adjusting the status of the entire tribe all the way, and in this adjustment process, the Fire Tribe Alliance became the best reference.

Many witches and leaders had learned writing in Fire City, and they had a rough understanding of the Fire Tribe system.

Order was re-established, the lives of the tribesmen improved, and the prestige of the tribal leader grew higher and higher.

In this process, the Fifth Xuan also gained enough benefits.

Whenever a grand ceremony was held outside, the power of the dense mist would rush into the "true self" crazily, causing the small fleshy buds on the seeds to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The small fleshy buds grew in the grand ceremony again and again, and finally slowly unfolded after a month.

Along the seed upwards, there is a straight stem. At the top of the stem, there are still some tender buds that are trying to grow upwards.

On the left and right of the stem, two small curled leaves grow out.

From the small fleshy buds to the stem leaves, the color of the plant also changed. It is still emerald green, but it glows with green light.

At first glance, it was thought to be a green plant.

Diwu Xuan's consciousness hovered outside the plant, carefully observing the two curled leaves. He wanted to use these two leaves to verify a guess in his heart.

Unfortunately, the leaves were too small and curled up, and it was impossible to see what kind of plant it was.

But even if it was not what he thought, he decided to make some changes to the book [God Said]. After all, he had thought of it and he had to do it.

[God Said] was completely written by the eighth generation witch with reference to some books he left in the Chuanmo Temple. Diwu Xuan did not give too many opinions.

But this time the change of the seed made him have different ideas.

Since the other tribes were entangled in the two theories that the fire totem created the world and the fire totem created the totem, he simply made changes according to his own ideas.

This would reduce the pressure on the Eighth Generation Shaman, prevent the Fire Tribe from being so hostile, and at the same time continue to unify the faith, killing two birds with one stone.

With an idea in mind, Diwu Xuan could not wait to control his consciousness and return to the God's Court, preparing to modify the book "God Said".