"You really love this dome of heaven." The Saint said, "Even though your faith has collapsed, you still want to pretend to be the 'Son of the Hundred Gods' who believes in the Hundred Gods the most in order to appease everyone?"
"Who are you?" Feng Chang asked again.
"I am your father." The saint smiled.
“……?” Director Feng was stunned.
"Haha, just kidding, just kidding, I am..." The saint waved her hand and was about to speak when a loud voice came from behind.
"——The ceremony of communicating with Lord Baishen has ended. Chief Feng, please come down."
An old man holding a scepter, who looked highly virtuous and powerful, spoke to Feng Chang on the high platform from a distance.
The old man is the Judge, the most loyal believer of the Hundred Gods, and is responsible for presiding over this succession ceremony.
Beside him stood Mizushima Kawashima, dressed in a red and white robe.
Mizushima Kawase was beaten back by Siber's tentacles a few days ago. After recuperating for a few days, she and Norishi returned here, intending to participate in this succession ceremony.
She and Diansi are the people with the highest status besides the chief minister, and even the four elders next to them are not as high as them.
There were many players hidden among the First Tribe's spectators, including Bonnie dressed as a singer and dancer, Yurikru beating the drum, Anthony holding a bowl of water and sprinkling it, and Isabella staring silently from a distant treetop.
This rainproof barrier was not big, it could only cover the square, and other areas were still raining poisonous rain, so they could only gather here to watch the ceremony. Almost all the surviving players gathered here.
[…Where on earth did Su Mingan go…] Mizushima Kawai thought to himself.
It was obvious that Su Ming'an was just a pagan who was hostile to the world, and it was almost a 1v99 situation, but she couldn't do anything to him.
However, he should have been alienated by being with that evil god. She had already noticed that he was not in a good state before she escaped, and he should not be able to hold on for long.
She was somewhat out of touch with the news, but the two people who were discussing something not far behind her were very well-informed.
"The last trace of the first player is in the third tribe." said Lu, who has sea blue hair.
He was wearing a flowerpot-like ornament on his head, which looked quite retro. This was the price players had to pay to blend in with the tribe's people.
"Why are you so sure? The traces he left behind could be fake." The sniper player Zhong Xi next to him said, "If the news is false, we will be in trouble. We will be led by the nose."
Lu didn't say anything, but just handed the communicator in his hand to her.
Zhong Xi looked around and suddenly saw a slogan from the densely packed small characters on the communicator:
[Eliminate the tribal tyranny, and the dome will belong to the Lighthouse.] - Announcement from the Sas settlement, a settlement affiliated to the third tribe.
"Okay, it's him." Zhong Xi nodded.
Lu Momo put the things back.
"He wants to... collect faith, right? He actually wants to become a god?" Zhong Xi understood what Su Mingan was doing at a glance: "It is said that his guide is a pagan. He is... really not afraid of being alienated."
"So, if he wants to obtain one of the powers of the Hundred Gods - the Black Python. He will definitely come today." Lu said.
"Here?" Zhong Xi said in surprise. "All the players are here, and Feng Chang is here too. Is he here to die? And I heard that the concentration of poisonous rain in the third tribe is very high. The entire tribe has been eroded by the sea of poisonous rain. How can he survive?"
“Maybe…” Lu suddenly looked up.
"Zhong Xi." He said, "Look, the sky suddenly brightened."
…
The tribesmen stopped chanting.
They raised their heads and looked at the scene in the sky in shock.
A blinding light suddenly appeared at the edge of the gloomy sky where poisonous rain was falling.
At this moment, they seemed to see the gods descending from the sky and sowing golden wheat seeds for them, and saw the holy white flowers blooming in the sky.
A vast, mysterious atmosphere shrouds this land.
They saw the white tentacles blooming like petals and the figure bathed in light.
"——Lord Baishen has arrived here!" someone shouted.
"This is almost exactly the same as the scene when Lord Baishen descended five years ago..."
"Master Baishen is not dead after all! He is here after all... God, are you here to continue protecting your people?"
The loud shouts echoed in the square. The most pious dean knelt on his knees, his body almost touching the ground, leaving only Mizushima Kawaseong standing there.
Her eyes moved slightly, staring at the figure in the sky that was getting closer and closer.
That figure - he flew towards them, ignoring the poisonous rain, white tentacles spread out behind him like angel wings, wrapping him like the buds of a flower.
Radiant as an angel, brilliant as a god.
——He perfectly fits people’s “definition” of Baishen, the god of light, kindness, and justice.
"Damn, this appearance is so cool, I recognize this guy's face, isn't this the character played by Su Mingan?" Player Lent couldn't help but shout.
"The first player is awesome. It's over. He got it."
"Do we still have to go through the plot of the succession ceremony? Are we going to worship him? I don't want the Lighthouse Cult, I don't want..."
In the players' doubtful eyes, the white figure got closer and closer.
At this time, all the people knelt down and almost no one stood.
The white tentacles twisted around the "god", they represented [energy].
The white key is placed in the backpack of "God" and it represents [Faith].
The bracelet engraved with the black lamb pattern is worn on the wrist of the "God", which represents [authority].
The young man in the sky - he only lacks the authority of the black python and the authority of the black crow to completely recreate the Hundred Gods that people believe in.
Mizushima Kawashima, who was still standing, looked at such a grand scene, but his brows gradually frowned.
"...That's not right." She suddenly said, "Where is the name representing the player on Su Mingan's head?"
…
Between heaven and earth, everything is silent.
The Son of a Hundred Gods, wearing a blood-red sacrificial crown, raised his head while all the people were kneeling, his eyes burning as he stared directly at the gods in the sky.
"Captain Feng, kneel down." The second elder next to him said softly. He didn't know what was wrong with Captain Feng today. He didn't even kneel when he saw Lord Baishen coming.
Commander Feng did not kneel down, but continued walking.
In the silence, the sound of his boots hitting the ground was particularly loud, as if hitting people's hearts.
He raised his head and gazed at the "god" in the sky.
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