The people of the Vulcan tribe looked at the red dumplings and smiled happily. It is really strange that this situation occurs among the defeated army.
As the distance between the two parties gets closer and closer, they gradually see each other's face clearly. Several people in fiery red clothes surrounded the mouth of the canyon, creating a strange scene.
meet
Among the red crowd, there is a touch of red hair on the head, a dot of vermilion between the eyebrows, wearing a bright red dress, a charming face with a hint of aggressiveness, a plump body, wheat complexion, and a tall height of about 177cm.
"Saint?"
Blackhead looked at the girl in the red crowd, his heart beating wildly. With just one glance, most of the haze of defeat he had been experiencing these past few days was instantly gone.
The white-haired old man who was the messenger of the God of Fire in the team walked out of the team. He looked at the girl called the saint by the black head. Extreme displeasure showed on his face, and his originally ugly face turned darker and greener, as if it was the face of a dead person.
"Nonsense, as the Goddess of Fire, she actually ran out of the altar secretly~!"
The girl glared at the old man, "Old Yantou, let me tell you, I am a saint, and you are a messenger. According to the rules, I have more power than you, you know. You are just a housekeeper and servant. When can a servant treat his master? Come on, come on. Don't be afraid that the God of Fire will burn you to death when the time comes." The woman spoke in a clear voice, like a warbler's song.
The people around them all looked sideways. This kind of internal dispute gave some tribal leaders hope to get rid of the control of the envoy of fire.
"No matter how big or small, who told you that I am a servant?" Yan was a little angry, his beard was trembling.
Sorry, I said the wrong thing.
"The God of Fire told me that I am a saint, and the God of Fire came to me. I can communicate with the God of Fire, and you, the God of Fire, said that you are a servant. And I am half of your master. As a servant, Not only did you dare to scold the master, but you also started a war against the Tang Dynasty without the permission of the Vulcan God, causing us Vulcan believers to lose their lives in vain, you deserve to die~!"
The girl directly elevated her own status, then degraded Yan's status, and also put the fault of this war on him. These tribes had lost so many people, so they had no choice but to explain themselves when they returned. Now listening to these words, it seems that a certain Yan can ward off disasters for them.
But not now, they need to wait, waiting for the winner between the Saint and Yan.
The saint and Yan stared at each other for a long time. Old man Yan recently sneered. He didn't know what the so-called saint was going to do?
Just seize power
His transformation from a little Lou Lou in the Vulcan Cult to the great elder who controls everything and the messenger of the Vulcan was not just based on his face. It was through intrigues and ruthlessness that he was able to reach his current position.
And there is another more important thing: a man must be able to bend and stretch in order to live a long life. Now that his side has been defeated and the tribe has suffered a lot of casualties, people will definitely be unstable after returning. If the leaders of these tribes want to take the blame on themselves, it is not impossible.
"This old slave is wrong, please ask the saint to punish you."
Old Man Yan directly chose to give in temporarily and look for an opportunity to teach this disobedient little girl who was picked up by him a lesson. I want you to be a saint, just a puppet, and yet you dare to fight me.
As if she had seen through the other person, the girl reached out and took out a fiery red token from her waist, engraved with a phoenix bathing in fire, "Here is the Holy Fire Order, the Elder of the Vulcan Cult, Yan Tingting."
Holy Fire Order
The most precious treasure of the Vulcan Cult is made of non-metal and non-wood materials. It has been calcined in flames for many years without being affected at all. The place where the Holy Fire Token is stored contains not only flames, but also some poisonous insects and mechanisms, as well as an oracle book written by the God of Fire himself. Only by learning the words above and grasping the contents can we drive away the poisonous insects, open the mechanism, and take out the Holy Fire Token.
Those who obtain the Holy Fire Token are like the God of Fire coming in person, controlling the life and death of the God of Fire tribe.
"You, it's impossible, how can you get it? This must be fake, fake~!" Yan knew that if this was true, he would be dead. This woman was picked up by herself in the mountains. She looked at the other party with a stupid and ignorant look on her face, so she was suitable to be a puppet. But I didn't expect that the other party suddenly became smarter, and even took out the sacred objects from the organs of his sect.
The saint gave orders to the warriors wearing fiery red clothes beside her who were actually the guardians of the Vulcan Cult. "Catch the traitor Yan who pretended to be the God of Fire and caused huge casualties to the tribe, return to the Holy Land, and let the fire judge his sins~!"
"Follow your will, great saint"
Several red protective warriors from the Vulcan sect surrounded Yan with long swords with fiery red patterns. Old Man Yan, with sharp concave and convex eyes, said with a ruthless look, "Holy Girl, you have to think clearly, I am the Great Elder."
The girl nodded slightly and answered Yan with a smile, "I know, you are not the only traitor, the second elder and the third elder who conspired with you, as well as your minions who are tyrannical and causing trouble in the tribe in the name of the God of Fire. , have all been judged by the flames of the Vulcan." The implication is that you are the last one to die.
Old Man Yan was stunned for a moment. Within a few days of his coming and going, his hometown was gone, and so was his status. This is impossible, he has been in the Vulcan Cult for many years. To get the Holy Fire Token, you have to put in so much effort and money, and sacrifice so many lives.
"How did you get the Holy Fire Token~!" Old Man Yan gritted his teeth and asked unwillingly.
The girl shook the token in her hand at Old Man Yan twice and said proudly, "I am a saint, the true spokesperson of the God of Fire. Getting my own things is like taking out a candy from my pocket." Simple."
puff
Old Man Yan had a mouthful of blood pouring out of his heart, and then it spattered out. Such words make him, a man who has struggled for decades without achieving any results, how to live.
The surrounding black heads and several other leaders listened to the conversation between the two and began to have concerns in their hearts.
Without saying a word, Blackhead knelt down towards the girl and spread his heads, "Great God of Fire, great saint, I, Blackhead, am willing to surrender to you. My soul and body are at your disposal. I beg you to forgive me." The sins I have committed over the years under the influence of traitor Yan."
(⊙o⊙)…
Shameless
Old Man Yan jumped up angrily and began to curse Blackhead in their ethnic language: "******************"
The black head just started, and the remaining few were also human spirits. Except for the two Yan's cronies, everyone else followed suit.
The girl looked at the two leaders who were motionless, with a trace of regret in her eyes.
To be continued
