The Age of Global Gods: My followers are all war madmen

Chapter 31

Penetrate deep into the soil.

Liu Shenhuo unexpectedly found that the World Tree Seed still had no intention of stopping.

The seed of the World Tree is still diving.

As if not satisfied with the nutrients provided by the current soil.

And the dive speed is extremely fast.

Liu Shenhuo kept watching, he could vaguely sense the true thoughts of the World Tree Seed, penetrating into the inner shell of the entire earth, extracting the power of the world's energy as the energy source for his own growth.

It wants to have the whole world as soil!

A thought suddenly passed through Liu Shenhuo's mind.

But he didn't stop it.

The World Tree Seed uses his Divine Domain World as soil, and once it grows into the World Tree, it will become the foundation of the Divine Domain, or instead of affecting the Divine Domain, it will multiply the energy it draws back to the entire Divine Domain.

Sure enough.

All the way down to the inner shell of the land.

The action of the World Tree Seed to dive down really stopped, and then it took root in the inner shell of the earth, and the energy like the ocean was frantically absorbed by the World Tree Seed into the vitality of growth and germination, and it grew very quickly, and it began to burst out of the buds and grow strongly.

And on the ground.

The ancestors of the Pastelillo tribe were still praying, their expressions reverent, not the slightest distraction, and Elder Mesfield looked up at the seemingly unending torrential rain, with the occasional lightning and thunder passing by.

There was no response and feedback from the ancestral gods.

Is this his test for us?

Elder Mesfield's expression showed a hint of despair, this kind of flood and natural disaster test was too desperate, as if it was about to drown the whole world.

They have the snake totem given by the ancestral god to survive, but once the outside life is completely cut off, the ancestors of the Pastelolo tribe will also face the imminent danger.

The forest is not only a habitat, but also a biological chain, and all living beings can only live on this biological chain together.

"Elder..."

And at this moment, a voice pulled Elder Mesfield back from his despair, he subconsciously looked at the location of the sound, and then saw a monstrous flood covering them, and with a bang, the monstrous flood swallowed down, as if it crashed into an invisible barrier, the flood spread all around, and the tribal ancestors escaped without danger.

Elder Mesfield's heart tightened, and then a wave of fear welled up from the bottom of his heart, if it wasn't for the protection of the snake totem just now, I am afraid that the entire tribe would be destroyed.

Abruptly.

A little greenish pale green light caught his eye.

In the midst of the flood, a small sapling grew, and it grew vigorously, and at an unusually fast rate, it grew from a small sapling to a thriving little tree, and the little tree was still growing as if there was no end.

In the midst of the flood, the small tree stood tall.

Let him flood and I will still thrive.

Just as Elder Mesfield was slightly startled, suddenly, a strange change suddenly occurred, and he saw the surrounding floods converging towards the small trees as if they were crazy.

Take a closer look.

It was found that the small tree was frantically devouring the surrounding floods, and the small trees were like bottomless pits, and the floods within a radius of more than ten meters were frantically sucked in.

Gradually.

A spiral-shaped vortex was formed around the small tree, and the area that absorbed the flood water was spreading little by little, and the small tree seemed to be watered by a water source, and the growth of the tree suddenly skyrocketed.

One meter... Three meters... Five meters....

Fifteen meters... Thirty meters... Fifty meters....

One hundred meters... One hundred and fifty meters....

......

"Elder, the flood has fallen!".

"The flood water is receding!".

"Great, it's finally over!".

Elder Mesfield watched as the monstrous flood outside the tribe was fading and disappearing at a rate visible to the naked eye, while the small trees that had grown from outside were growing into towering trees.

The ancestors of the tribe were stunned in place, they subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the towering tree in front of them, it saved this forest like a savior, and an unprecedented warm light emanated from the world tree, and every ancestor was covered by this warm light.

"It's the ancestral god!".

Elder Mesfield immediately came to his senses, and he immediately burst into tears, tears falling from the old man's face: "The ancestral god has not given up on us, has not given up on this forest!".

The ancestors of the Pastelillo tribe were immediately startled when they heard this, and then some of them fell to their knees and bowed to the ground, looking more reverent than ever, and some of them secretly shed a trace of tears in their eyes, and their eyes showed the joy of being reborn.

They looked at the World Tree in front of them, which seemed to be soaring into the sky, and the earth blood veins in their bodies began to flow slowly and faster as if they were echoing each other.

Gradually.

The World Tree grew at about 300 meters.

The body of the tree is majestic, the tender green branches and leaves are in full bloom in the shape of an umbrella, and the indescribable surging vitality gathers and churns from the World Tree, like an endless sea, which is very magnificent.

The torrential rains, which had lasted for almost two months, finally dissipated.

The dark clouds that were entrenched in the sky also slowly faded, like a rain after a sunny day, and a rainbow emerged from the sky, very gorgeous.

Liu Shenhuo rested on tiptoe on the top of the World Tree.

A look of doubt crossed his eyes.

It stands to reason that the World Tree should not be only a little bit of size, the width of the tree under the disk is only seven or eight meters, and the height is also only three hundred meters.

[Announcement]: Under the influence of the Divine Art: World Tree Seed, the Jungle Hunter Ancestral Clan, a race under the jurisdiction of your region, is undergoing some kind of change

[Announcement]: All attributes of your race "Jungle Hunter Ancestral Clan" have been increased

[Announcement]: Because of your miracles, your followers have generated 500 faith points on you

[Announcement]: .......

A burst of announcements appeared on his retina

Suddenly.

A thought crossed his mind.

He then looked at the Shinto data panel on his retina.

[Shinto data].

[User]: Liu Shenhuo (citizen number: 154b78563c03014).

[God's Name]: Orka Jarfred

[Priesthood]: The god of the forest

[Faith Points]: 4250