The wolf king was surprised to find that this man had no neck! Or rather, he was too strong, and the large amount of fat and muscle protected his neck too well, especially with the armor protection. The wolf king had no way to bite him for a while. He could only bite Aya's arm and cut off one of her arms. But the wolf king found that he couldn't bite the other's armor, even if the other couldn't even resist. "You want to eat me?" Aya asked with a deep voice, grabbing the wolf king's front foot with one hand. "How could you wake up so quickly?" The wolf king couldn't believe it. This was his innate ability, which could make people dizzy for at least ten seconds, and less than three seconds had passed. But Aya would not answer the wolf king's question, and would not give it a chance to escape this time.

He held the wolf king's head and cut off his waist.

The wolf king's howl resounded through the sky. The other magic wolves heard this sound and knew that the wolf king let them escape. As long as the tribe was still there, the wolf king would always be born.

When Shrek saw the magic wolves retreating, he knew that Aya had succeeded.

He shouted to the other warriors: "Kill them for me. Don't let them escape too much, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

The Spartan warriors also excitedly picked up their weapons and rushed towards the fleeing magic wolves.

Until dawn, the Spartan tribe had collected more than 200 magic wolf corpses.

With so many magic wolves, the people of the tribe can spend the winter safely this winter.

Women and children cut up the bodies of the magic wolves. Fur is a good thing for keeping warm.

The other warriors were sleeping soundly.

At twelve o'clock noon, all the warriors gathered in the tribal square again.

Shrek looked at these warriors and said in a deep voice: "The God of War has given us a gift to help our tribe overcome difficulties. It's time for us to fulfill our promise."

"High priest, I will do what I say. From now on, I will convert to the God of War."

Most warriors can see that the blessing of the God of War is very strong. As people of the Spartan tribe, they are born to worship the strong.

Otherwise, they would not be proud of marrying a strong and strong woman.

Shrek looked at others, their faces were full of hesitation. It is not easy to get the attention and blessing of the gods.

Conversion means starting to establish contact with the gods again, and it is unknown when the blessing will be obtained.

So some warriors still chose to leave. Instead of pursuing something that may not be obtained, it is better to hold on to what they have in their hands.

"Okay, the first thing we have to do now is to build a statue for the God of War."

"The second thing is that we should elect a new patriarch. The previous patriarch died at the hands of the magic wolf. Everyone can participate."

Shrek was originally the patriarch, but because of his old age, he was changed to the high priest.

However, the Spartan warriors had no idea about the position of the patriarch, because Aya was too strong.

The position of the patriarch shall be held by the strong, regardless of gender.

Aya's heroic performance and record last night made them have no idea of ​​resistance.

Aya stood up and shouted: "Everyone, I will be the patriarch, and anyone who has any objections can challenge me."

"I promise not to use the armor given by God, and everyone can only fight with their bodies."

A male warrior came out and shouted: "Okay, I will challenge you!"

Put down their weapons, and the two fought with only their fists.

Everyone thought they would be evenly matched, but they didn't expect Aya to easily defeat her opponent.

"Aya, I will obey you if you are the patriarch."

The defeated warrior said in admiration.

Seeing this, others did not plan to challenge Aya.

Shrek had no objection to this. The position of the patriarch shall be held by the strong, and Aya is his granddaughter.

"Okay, the position of the patriarch has been decided. Let's prepare to offer sacrifices to the God of War to prove our devout faith." Shrek shouted, and the sacrifices were these many magic wolves. After seeing their sacrifices, Wang Lun did not refuse this time. Although it was of no use to him, he had to accept it, otherwise they would think that the gods were dissatisfied with their sacrifices. The Spartan tribe was still too weak to obtain better sacrifices. Wang Lun looked at the magic wolf meat that was directly transmitted from the Feren Continent to the Kingdom of God, and had to sigh that the logistics of this world were really fast. Picking up a piece of magic wolf meat, Wang Lun took out the ancient recipe, and chose a simple and effective food recipe to pass to Shrek. Although they did not have the ability of gourmets and could not restore the food plan 100%, as long as there was 10% of the effect, Wang Lun was also satisfied. Being able to eat

Improve the strength, the Spartan tribe will prosper soon.

Shrek was overjoyed to see that the gods actually responded, which showed that the gods were optimistic about their tribe. As long as the tribe could be blessed by the gods, it would surely prosper.

Especially on the edge of the Feren continent, in the wild land, without the protection of the gods, it could only be regarded as a status similar to that of the beasts.

Even merchants would not come to trade, because no one knew when such a tribe would perish.

Shrek immediately asked everyone to pray to the gods again to express their gratitude, and then carefully checked the rewards of the gods.

After reading it, he was overjoyed. It turned out to be an extraordinary food recipe. Now the people of the tribe can become much stronger.

Only by being strong can they survive and reproduce in this wilderness.

Wang Lun took a look at the kingdom of God, and then sent them an oracle to guide the future direction.

First, have more children. There are too few people in the tribe, less than two hundred people.

The second is that as long as you become a believer, you can get blessings by offering sacrifices to the gods. The sacrificial objects are mostly second-level monsters, which are equivalent to warriors.

Anyway, the power consumption of the God of War and Command is very low, and it is no problem to bless millions of bronze saints at will.

The difficulty is that above the gold saint, you must meet the fanatic believers and have strong strength or potential.

A few days later, Wang Lun looked around to see if there were any suitable people to be cultivated on the continent of Furen.

Unfortunately, there are many pan-believers, but few people become believers. Most of them have been divided up by other gods.

"Hey, how can this human be a devout believer."

Wang Lun was surprised.

The southern part of Furen Continent is a famous commercial center. It has vast plains, fertile land, and the largest deep-water port. Both land and sea trade are extremely prosperous.

The people here like to believe in the god of business and contract the most.

In Yadan City, one of the pastimes of people after they have money is to go to the arena, where warriors fight every day, not only with people, but also with monsters.

Watching the bloody battles, shouting and cursing loudly, their hormones were released.

Wang Lun's devout believer was a nobleman who was captured in a small conflict between countries. Now he is a gladiator in the arena.

Because he was just an illegitimate child of a nobleman, after being captured, the family was not prepared to use money to redeem him, so he was sold here.

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