People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room

The thing Little Bowen looks forward to most every month is the arrival of Uncle Carol!

It's clever, it has summed up the law. Whenever the moon turns, like an eyebrow, Uncle Carol will always bring countless good things and appear outside the tribe on time, no matter where the tribe migrates!

Those few days were the happiest time for him and his friends.

Uncle Carol always brings them candy from the outside world and even toys.

In those two days, it seemed that even the roar and roar outside the igloo was no longer terrible!

However, the arrival of Uncle Carol often marks the imminent migration of the tribe.

At this time, it was also the time when Little Bowen was the most frightened.

On the migration road, there will always be various terrible monsters. Adults fight in front, women and children gather together, and occasionally monsters collide, and the scene will always become very chaotic and terrifying.

Its brother and sister died during the previous migrations. Little Bowen still can't forget the scene when his brother was suddenly pierced through his chest by a white-haired tail.

So much so that he was even afraid to see Uncle Carol a few times later.

But Uncle Carol will always show up on time.

This time is no exception.

Not surprisingly, soon after Uncle Carol returned to the tribe, the tribe was full of snow, and Little Bowen could only silently watch his mother pack things and make preparations.

As for the father?

It has no father.

In memory, it has two fathers, but they both died in battle.

I thought it was business as usual and didn't want to, but the sudden sharp horn interrupted everything.

Little Bowen was frightened by his mother and pulled back to the ice castle!

It lay in the cracks of the ice castle, saw the transpiring green miasma, and saw the gods worshipped in the center of the tribe, and then everything was shattered.

Billowing steam replaced the green miasma mist.

In the sharp whistle, it was taken out of the tribe by its mother, and bowed to the ground in the footsteps of the high priest.

At that moment, Little Bowen was puzzled.

The mother told it that, except for the gods, the Womi would not bow down to anyone.

Why are they all kneeling now?

Is that human who is a bit like Uncle Carol a god?

No one answered Little Bowen's question.

The human **** was invited into the depths of the tribe, and Little Bowen was keenly aware that the tribe seemed to have undergone subtle changes.

"Ama, the snow has stopped, don't we need to migrate?"

Back at the ice castle, Little Bowen finally asked the doubts that had been holding back.

"I don't know...maybe I don't need it anymore."

Little Bowen's mother is a somewhat old female Womi.

She is actually not very old, just overbearing, exhausting her vitality and making her look very big.

"Sigrid!"

Suddenly a few shamans came outside the door, and they were dressed in red robes, looking very mighty and mysterious.

They stand in front of the igloo, blocking the sun, looking backlit, like a high black wall, which is daunting.

"Bao En has been raised by the tribe since he was a child. It is time for him to dedicate to the tribe. Now, put him in the most decent clothes and don't let my lord wait for long."

The weird words made Little Bowen look at his mother somewhat understanding.

Mother's expression was weird and dumb, and Little Bowen felt a little familiar!

By the way, when my brother was killed by a monster, my mother was like this.

"good."

The mother nodded hoarsely, turned around and searched for clothes among the packages she had just packed for migration.

Little Bowen stood there blankly, looking at his mother for a while, and the shaman at the door for a while. Inexplicably, it felt a little depressed and the fear of not being able to discern the source.

After a long time, his mother found a new dress to put on it, and hung a string of teeth around his neck.

"Bonn."

An adult shaman called out the name of Little Bowen majestic, Little Bowen glanced at his mother, and finally walked out of the igloo.

When the people along the way saw Little Bowen, almost all of them stopped subconsciously.

In ignorance, Little Bowen came to the gate of the deliberative ice castle in the center of the tribe, and three other people of the same age came with it.

They looked around ignorantly, feeling helpless.

I don't know how long it took, there was a low sound of a scepter hitting the ground from the room, and several red-robed shamans immediately opened the heavy leather curtain, and stepped in with Little Bowen.

"Great Lord, your arrival is the supreme glory of the Pigou Wendell tribe! Womi vying to embrace your name, the flock of ignorance longs for salvation, and the disciples who wander in the darkness pray for gifts, these are all Please enjoy the sacrifices of your devout followers. This will be their most glorious moment."

The high priest Moore, who was standing under His Highness, shouted with a fanatical face.

Little Bowen looked around blankly. On the high seat of the main hall, the human **** was sitting on the extremely large ice seat.

The huge Nuovo carved on his feet, guarding the toes of his shoes.

On its steps, stood a long-haired ape and a thin and short human.

On the shoulders of humans, stood a few mice.

Under the steps, the adults of the tribe crowded around and looked at it, making it frightened.

"The sacrifice of rumao drinking blood, the belief in cruel killing, the old favor, the loathing of the gods."

On the high seat of the main hall, human gods uttered obscure language.

This made Little Bowen couldn't help but look up.

No, the human spirit suddenly waved at it.

"Child, come here!"

[Go! 】

[The Lord is calling you! 】

The shamans around him saw Little Bowen with a blank look, and hurriedly pushed and shoved them secretly.

Little Bowen was stumbling, approaching, and walking up the steps.

It looked at the Nuofuji entrenched on the ground, and finally mustered the courage to get closer and looked at the human gods.

"One day, I will leave here, but my favor will never fall. The gluttonous meal will awaken my true spirit, my child, are you willing to become the Son of Womi?"

The absurd words made Little Bowen bewildered.

It even looked back at the shaman subconsciously, in exchange for hints of nodding its head repeatedly.

"I, I am willing."

Little Bowen squatted.

"very good!"

The human **** nodded, his left eye suddenly turned into a horizontal pupil, the pupil split open, revealing dense teeth.

"Giggle--"

Young Bowen screamed in shock, but his voice squeezed from his throat into a gurgling sound.

A huge horror swept its mind and body, destroyed its reason, and was crushed and rebuilt.

It was ignorant of the heart, and saw the father...no, that's God the Father!

It is aware of the will, desire, and intention of God.

——Oh, it will eventually become the carrier of God, and God will merge with it!

An indescribable spiritual storm swept through Little Bowen's soul.

In the view of the Womi people, the great flame monarch suddenly crawled out of a holy eyeball in his left eye, and the swaying tentacle was a blasphemy to the flesh.

Countless organs surfaced at the tips of the tentacles.

It looks like Little Bowen's internal organs!

"puff!"

A tentacle of the eyeball ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ suddenly flipped and inserted into the Flame Monarch's abdomen, took out a mass of organs in the rippling void, and sent it into Little Bowen's body in the eyes of everyone.

"My child, you will have my power, the immortal body, the abomination and sickness nightmare that blasphemes all beings."

In other words, the flame lord's gaze fell on the other young children in the hall again, and when he raised his hand, a curse shot out and fell into their bodies.

"You and others are all companions, and accompany the son to grow up."

When the sound fell, Ning Xiuyuan waved his hand, and the hall was shattered like a bubble burst.

Everyone looked around again, and they already appeared outside the discussion ice hall.

Little Bowen stood there with a blank face, and when he came back to his senses, he was surrounded by wild green eyes full of enthusiasm.

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