How To Wear a Goddess Statue - Chapter 170

    When the war of gods started, the Sanur sheep **** was staying on the territory of his tribe.

    She raised her head, as if she could see her kin in Solancia, her long, black pupils hardly showed any emotion, even a little rigid.

      Find the figure of the predators around you, and it is convenient to escape in time.

    If the gods such as the wolf **** and the vulture **** symbolize the Sanur people’s pursuit of some powerful spirits, then the sheep **** is their desire for survival materials.

    Bison also has sharp horns and strong ramming, and sheep, as livestock that have been grazing and slaughtered by generations, the position of this beast-headed deity is very delicate.

    She seems to have everything, fur, flesh, milk, Sanur people rely on sheep for food, clothing, shelter and transportation,

                           Feeding this is commendable.

    In the Sanur pantheon, the **** with the head of the sheep was never regarded as a powerful companion by the gods of the same race. The people of Seoul need this belief.

    At this moment, the sheep **** turned into a white sheep with curling horns, living on a high rock, looking down at the tents at the foot of the mountain.

    The women and children who did not go to the battlefield, and the troops who retreated to recuperate, most of them are stationed nearby, and they can see the unobstructed view from the mountains, but if foreigners come to the wasteland, they want to find their traces almost impossible.

    In spite of this, Princess Solan came over under the guidance of Ashino.

    The field is open, and the comers cannot hide their tracks, and they are unprepared. The patrolling soldiers bring the news back to the main camp.

    The only prince of Sanur—now King Sanur—came out more and more, hiding in fear and cursing Ashino who was following Solan’s army, who didn’t care , Ashino doesn’t care at all about her blood brother, she only wants Sanur to perish.

    Therefore, the last battle between Solan and the Sanur broke out.

    The Sheep God watched all this quietly.

    She witnessed the warriors in the wasteland fighting to the death, the machete spattered blood, the warhorse that lost its driver dragged the corpse of the arrow and fled in panic, trampling the body of the unknown side under the horse’s hooves.

    I also saw the flames soaring into the sky, the fire was connected to the camp, the herds were frightened and fled, and the war was burning on the last retreat of Sanur.

    As the **** of the Sanur, the sheep **** looks too quiet, just like a real ordinary sheep, chewing grass slowly in his mouth, and does not return to participate in the battle of gods , and did not attempt to make any effort to salvage the defeat.

    Horizontal pupils drooped, no trace of cowardice in the face of other gods.

    Until under the rock, Queen Solan pulled the bow with one hand, and an arrow pierced the chest of the new king Sanur.

      Down.

    —If Solancia hadn’t put a ring around the perimeter ahead of time.

    Eleuil stared at the leader who looked like a man to shoot arrows, and a witch doctor. The Sanur people would not think about taking a woman with them when they escaped, and they would not care about it in an emergency. Children in the camp at the back, but the witch doctor as a cultural carrier will definitely bring it.

    Like the migration route, the knowledge of Sanur is basically monopolized by the upper-level warriors and witch doctors. In other words, as long as all these people die, the Sanur will be cut off without saying it, and it will not be for a hundred years. The climate will be formed again.

    The outside was intercepted by Solan soldiers, and the inside was chased by cavalry.

    Solancia won this battle.

    The Sheep God watched the whole process, turned his head and walked down the rock as soon as the battle was over.

    She went to another camp where the Sanur tribe was stationed. To be precise, it was the grassland where the middle tribes who believed in the sheep **** were located.

    Since Sanur returned from the defeat, this tribe has announced that it has left the kingdom and returned to the mode of tribal disintegration in the past. The new king of Sanur has just ascended to the position of leader, and he is so exhausted that he has no time to control them. Only then did this tribe settle down for a while.

    However, stability will not last.

    The sheep **** changed from an Aries to a goddess with a sheep head, and came to the tribal witch doctor.

    “Wizard, you should assume the responsibility of guiding the tribe.”

    The Sheep God said gently.

    There was no one in front of her, but a voice suddenly sounded. The tribal witch doctor was startled and asked tentatively: “Is that you, God Xie Lipu? It’s the mother of sheep calling you the witch?”

    “It’s me.” Sheep Shinto, “The Solan came to this wasteland, they have destroyed the newly established kingdom, so here I am, I hope you can choose the right path, Go with your people.”

    The witch doctor was silent for a long time before he said, “You want us to surrender?”

    Xie Lipu did not deny it.

    “Princess Solan will not refuse, they need troops now to fight against Kasne.”

    “If this is what you mean, I shall obey.” The witch doctor replied sadly, “But, I don’t understand—”

    Sheep God did not continue to answer, she slowly backed away and glanced at the simple tent with nostalgia.

    Whether it ends in Chisne or Solanchia, the fate of Sanur civilization is doomed.

    Even if the pantheon slowly disappears, she no longer exists, at least hope these humans can live.

    These human beings who have not converted to the powerful beast-headed gods and always believe in sheep totems in the most difficult times, Xie Lipu wants them to live, even if they are integrated into another civilization.

    And she herself…

    Xie Lipu looked in the direction of Solancia.

    Humans can give up a civilization. After all, civilization is what they created. However, as part of the will of civilization, God cannot abandon the foundation of his own existence.

    She deserves it and must fight to the last moment for the fate of civilization.

    Goat head flew over the mountain rock.

    Under the rock, Eleuil is still dealing with Sanur’s legacy.

    For example, prisoners of war, including soldiers captured alive and not many women and children.

    According to the current system, they will all be taken back to Solan territory, and since then they will be sold and distributed as slaves. It’s just that Eleuil has other thoughts on this matter, so he will not mention it for the time being, and bring it back to talk about it.

    In addition to this, there are also loot to clear the battlefield and harvest.

    War horses and herds are the most important harvests of this trip. The former is armed cavalry, the latter is multi-purpose, as well as leather, various weapons and weapons, gold and silver looted by the Sanur from various countries before Treasure and more.

    Due to the plundering characteristics of this nation, when Eleuil listened to someone’s report, she always felt that she had actually robbed a super large bandit.

    “There is one less tribe here.” Ashino said, “Maybe they left early, I don’t know their traditional settlement, but it should not be far away, the witch you caught Maybe someone in the doctor understands.”

    Eleuil thought for a while: “Take a break for a while, send someone to ask the location, and solve the troubles in the next two days.”

    Even if it’s just a middle-class tribe, Eleuil doesn’t want to leave future troubles, in fact, she’s already a little bit like an arrow.

    Want to go back.

    Want to see Luodus soon.

    With this calculation, Eleuil had no idea that the war of gods had started in Solan, and that the tribe that planned to attack was discussing how to surrender.

    Only the accompanying Solancia elf was hiding not far away, shivering.

     “Not long ago, was there an aura of an alien superior god?”

    “Looks like…”

    “The breath has long since dissipated, shouldn’t you have found us?”

    “I don’t know either, but I have to report back to His Majesty Luodus.”

    The elves reached a consensus, no one jumped out to communicate with Eleuil, one more thing is worse than one less thing, no matter what, the alien gods have come to this kind of thing, the human queen can’t do it, right?

    ———

    Solancia.

    The blood of the gods mixed with golden particles sprinkled all over the empty mountains and rivers, and also dyed the rivers light red.

    The corpses of wild foxes are all over the mountains and fields, and at the same time, there are countless wild foxes stagnant everywhere, like sculptures.

    In front of Luodus, there was only a fox.

      , you don’t have to do it now, right?”

    Luodus: “You weren’t so weak just now.”

    The wild fox **** continued to be pitiful: “I was too unfamiliar with you before, and we didn’t know each other well. Now we are all acquainted, so naturally our true temperament is revealed.”

    Lotus: “…”

    Luodus looked at the frozen godhead in his hand, this thing flickered, as if breathing: “But it’s no good for me to keep you.”

    “Why not? I know that the Kasneh gods are very sure of this battle of gods, and they have a secret weapon against you.”

    Luodus said, “Your words are not very reliable.”

    Wild Fox God: “What I say is true!”

    Luodasi raised her eyebrows slightly, and the wild fox **** immediately said eagerly: “Anyway, my godhead is in your hands, as long as you don’t kill me, I will say that the Sanur **** system does not necessarily have to be with you. You are against each other, and it is not impossible to negotiate to fight Kasnee together…”

    “Lie.” Luo Das said, with a positive tone, “Even if there is such a thing in Kasne, you don’t know.”

    “I-“

    Seeing Luo Das’s palm slightly retracted, the wild fox god’s eyes flashed fiercely, and the next moment he rushed straight up, pointed the sharp claws directly between her eyebrows.

    Lotus is faster than him.

    The godhead shattered into ice chips in the palm of the river goddess.

    The wild fox **** didn’t even have time to let out a cry, and turned into fly ash with all the foxes.

    Luodus stood still and paused for two seconds, a trace of divine blood oozing from the corner of his lips.

    Lotus wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and left the battlefield.

    I was thinking about where to go next when I suddenly felt the power from far to near.

    It is the **** of death Emut, and the speed is very fast.

    I just sensed it one second, and the next moment is near, the **** of death is surrounded by ravens, playing a fast-paced tune in real time, and Emmet’s hood is hanging down, looking very urgent .

    Luodus’ eyes twitched slightly, and he asked in parallel, “What happened?”

    Emmut was as pale as ever.

    “Adya.”

    “Dangerous.”

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