"Everyone, get down!"
The eight elders who were carried out of the shrine were finally carried back intact, along with several more collapsed clergymen. These people all lined up in a row.
The chief has the greatest power, while the elders control the subdivided rights, including the recruitment of paladins.
Accordingly, the elders defended the chief but restrained him.
Just like the old ministers around the new emperor, these old ministers followed the old system and maintained the new emperor, but they would create obstacles in the new system.
What Turcorando faced was no different from that of the New Emperor.
As long as she sticks to the rules and serves as the chief of the Tour clan, these elders will be her most reassuring helpers, and as long as she has any new ideas and measures, these elders will be the most difficult and biggest resistance.
After spending decades together, her intimacy with the elders was indeed limited.
And it was the first time in Turcolando's life that eight elders were lying in a row at one time.
Without the restraint of the elders, Turcolando felt as if he had been freed from the heaviest shackles.
She shouted away the paladin, holding the staff and looking at the palms held by the huge statue.
In the center of the palm is the existence worshiped by their clan.
She looked alertly and waved to Turcalando and Ren Anran at the back door.
"This stone ax is one meter long and weighs one hundred and twenty-eight kilograms. I don't know what kind of structure is inside the stone axe, but the god Tur is hidden inside." Tur Kelanduo said: "Now Anlan The ceremony held by Duo failed, Kalanduo was eliminated from the inheritance qualification, and I was punished by the god Tur. This..."
"Are we leaving here?" Turcalando asked.
"As long as our affairs are completely determined, we will not only face the trouble of being controlled by the god Tur, but we will also be hunted by the tribe." Turcolando said: "This is far beyond what Ren faced back then, and will continue until the end of the world." We were caught and burned to ashes in the temple!"
"How is this possible?" Turcalando asked in shock: "Isn't this behavior anti-humanity?"
"This is a rule. You can also think of it as a custom. No one can interfere with it. Even if we have no way to escape, no country can protect us!"
If there is still a big tree like the Red Alliance in Ren's life to protect them from the wind and rain, the Tur people can only take action in other areas. Once Tur Corando and others are on the run, no country can provide shelter.
"you mean?"
Ren Anran, who was searching for Ren Shengsheng everywhere, looked surprised and vaguely guessed some of Turcolando's thoughts.
Along with Turcolando's inquiry, there were Turcolando's instructions.
"We need to expel the old gods, and we also need to welcome the new gods. We need the support of the divine envoy and the gods behind him," Turcolando said, "Only in this way can we maintain and change the status quo!"
She held a heavy wooden staff, took some stepping stones, and made several gestures towards Turcalando.
When she could reach the stone ax with the help of her wooden staff, she struck the stone ax with her wooden staff, and then knocked down the token representing the god Tur.
As soon as the stone ax landed, Turcalando raised an elder's alloy crutch and hit the stone ax hard.
"One of you uses wood to hit rocks, and the other hits them with a cane. Don't you have any other preparations?"
Ren Anran did not have Zhang Xuezhou's experience, nor did Turcalandu and Turcalando panic under fear. At least she could think about the problem normally at this time.
Watching the mother and daughter facing the stone ax as if they were afraid of a snake or scorpion, beating and smashing them with wooden sticks and crutches, she couldn't help but find it a little nerve-wracking.
"If you don't have tools, you should at least use the power of momentum and leverage instead of smashing things around like this!"
She didn't have any fear, but reached out to grab the stone ax and pad it a little.
By the time she made some gestures, her palm had already slashed down quickly.
As long as you are good at leveraging force, performing one-handed splitting of rocks is not a great ability, let alone Ren Anran as a sequencer.
There was a crisp click, and she easily chopped the stone axe, which represented the offering of God Tu'er.
The ax handle was broken, the gray exterior was removed, and the light cyan color inside was revealed.
"It's broken, it's broken!"
"Seal it up, we're going to seal it down!"
Compared to Ren Anran's calmness, Turcolandot was indeed extremely panicked, and even layers of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
Turcalando's situation was not much better. She just accompanied Ren Anran to find the Soul Jade. She never thought that her mother had kept the rules all her life, and when she broke them, she would be shaken up.
This was a smashing of the sacred object worshiped by the Tour clan for a long time.
No one knows how long this sacred object has been worshiped, but it has been worshiped like this for generations.
The statue of the god changed from wood to stone carving, and then to 999 pure gold, but the stone ax never changed.
Anyone who works in the temple knows that the real core is not the statue, but the stone axe.
Correspondingly, when Turcalandu moved towards the stone ax, Turcalandu's heart was equally horrified.
She has been nagging about this, has always been rebellious and disobedient, and has always felt that her old-fashioned mother's real actions are more violent than she imagined. At most, she chooses to escape and does not want to follow the rules of the ethnic group, and Turcolando It's about truly wanting to change your destiny.
The broken stone ax was quickly picked up by Turcolando.
As if he was holding a bomb with the fuse ripped off, Turcolandot looked farewell and quickly ran towards the secret passage behind the temple.
"mom!"
Turcalando exclaimed and quickly followed.
"You were so desperate that you just smashed a stone axe!"
Ren Anran did not follow closely. Her main purpose of coming here was just to find Ren Shengsheng.
It was obviously better that these two people were not present, and Ren Anran began to call out.
"I caught a guy, and this guy is most likely the Hongku from Xuezhou!"
After a while, a faint response came from the palm of the statue.
There was a bit of pride in his voice, and even more of a hint of expectation.
Ren Shengsheng had conducted various monitoring of Hongku before, and wanted to conduct peaceful or non-peaceful discussions and research. Now that the other party fell into his hands, the fate was self-evident.
It was rare for him to be able to restrain his opponent in such a situation. Ren Shengsheng was indeed a little proud, feeling that he had not turned into a complete waste.
This can not only solve Zhang Xuezhou's physical problems, but also allow him to completely squeeze the opponent and reveal all the contents of the opponent's 'realm' and 'skills'.
"As long as..."
The only thing that made Ren Shengsheng a little confused was that the Yang Soul Transformation Technique was derived from "Hong Ku", but this "Hong Ku" did not have the ability to transform, so he was outnumbered in the Soul Jade.
"Let me go!"
"Get away!"
"Call my clan..."
Beneath Rensheng's ideology, the god Tur struggled.
After fighting with demons from outside the realm for a long time, he is at the stage where his old strength has been exhausted but new strength has not yet been born. At this time, he really needs to be nursed back to health.
But he didn't expect that when he chose a soul jade with the most spiritual energy to restore his vitality, he would bump into the God of Plague.
He would definitely be better than Ren in his prime, but now he is far inferior.
What makes God Tur feel even worse is that his sense of entrustment of tokens is extremely incomplete.
The stone ax seemed to have been broken at some point.
(End of chapter)
