Regarding the position of the God of Wind, Diego Karapian certainly had some thoughts in his mind.
It's just that the snowfield is really barren, and there are not many humans in it. Therefore, there are even fewer demon gods willing to stay here.
After a brief calculation, there were only four demon gods in the huge snowfield, even if the pseudo-god Chu Qi was included.
Diekarapian was naturally unwilling to take action against Chu Qi.
Not to mention that he felt that he and Chu Qi had a good relationship, and Chu Qi would not do anything to him.
In this case, he doesn't need to worry about the remaining two.
Diehlappian thought very well. Over the years, he gradually became enlightened and always felt that the relationship between him and Chu Qi should be more than just friends.
At first, he only thought it was fun to watch his humans perform wedding ceremonies, and never thought about himself. Until one day, a wisp of wind from the sea brought the news of the marriage of the Demon God of the Whirlpool, Osel.
Then the silly God of Gale suddenly realized that the two demon gods could not only be friends, but also be husband and wife!
But every time he tried to tell this idea, he couldn't say anything when he looked at Chu Qi's clean and clear eyes.
This is wrong, there seems to be something missing between them.
But what is the difference?
Regarding this question, Diego Rapian thought about it for a long time and couldn't find an answer, so he simply threw it behind him.
He thought that after he obtained the divine throne, he would marry Chu Qi in the newly built city of Mondstadt.
Chu Qi will agree. After all, the relationship between them is so good, how could she be unwilling?
At that moment, Diehlappian stood alone on the high cliff, looking at the majestic building that was about to be completed from a distance. For the first time, ambition grew in his heart, like a spark splashed with hot oil, and it instantly became It was burning hot.
However, Dickapian had to think carefully about whether to kill or drive away the other two similar people.
Andrius, the god of the north wind, is a local wolf. He has been growing up in the snowfield since he was born spiritually. Therefore, he is naturally not willing to leave.
He was also a little tempted by the throne of God, so he consciously listed Dickapian, whom he had always hated, as his number one enemy.
It's just that Diehlappian's divine power now suppresses him. Even though Andrius refused to admit defeat and came to challenge him again and again, he could never defeat him.
As for Fenevos, the god of rain and dew, although he drifted here with the ocean currents, he is also a master who will not move easily.
What's more, for Fenevorth, he is not very interested in protecting humans. The bigger reason why he is willing to do this is that the old priest promised him that he would never lose his stutter.
Therefore, as long as the Animao Village still exists, based on the principle of protecting food, he will not be willing to leave!
He has some ideas about the divine throne, but not many.
For Fenevorth, as long as he could have enough to eat every day and get back his lost authority, he was willing to close the door, pretend to be dead, and live a good life.
But this premise is that his village is still there. And, he can give authority to find what is lost.
However, the old priest of the Silver Shark Village died, and the rule of Fenevos was not supported by the next generation. Therefore, the people who had stayed in the village before fled without hesitation this time with the new priest.
They carried their tokens and braved the wind and snow all the way, just because there was hope ahead.
They had heard rumors about the Wind Dragon Tribe for a long time. Not only were they rumors, but the family members who had come to the Wind Dragon Tribe before had also sent back information to them. Those rumors were all true!
As long as you come to Mingguan Mountain, every household can live in a spacious and bright large tile-roofed house, and everyone can fill their stomachs!
Whether you are a man or a woman, whether you choose to hunt or farm, everyone has something to do!
There, everyone will find their place.
As long as you are willing to contribute your faith and devoutly believe in their two tolerant and generous gods.
So, they are here, and they will give everything they have, just to ask for mercy from the gods.
"Dear God of Yuze, I am Yulia Lawrence, the new priest of the Silver Shark Tribe. We traveled across mountains and rivers to reach the kingdom of God. We only want to seek the protection of the gods. Please allow us to become your believers!"
Dots of black rain fell on Yulia's body, and the cold air stirred up her bones and blood. She resisted the physiological instinct of her teeth chattering, held up the dragon-scaled sapphire, and shouted loudly with all her strength.
Large swaths of dark clouds were spreading rapidly following their footsteps. Among the dark clouds, black fish were making noise, indicating the anger of the gods.
Yulia shivered slightly.
They abandoned their gods and came to the promised land. Seeing that they were only one step away, the terrifying invisible wall blocked their way of survival.
There was nothing she could do but shout and plead.
For the sake of the future of his tribe, the old priest made up his mind to bear the backlash of the contract on behalf of all his tribe as a lonely old man.
But she died too quickly, and she didn't even have time to tell her daughter the correct use of the dragon-scale sapphire.
The helpless new priest shed tears and desperately prayed to the gods to give her a look of mercy.
"We beg you... God, save us! Take us out of this never-ending black rain!"
