He fell to the ground, and the hyenas in the wilderness smelled the scent of barbarians, and gradually began to gather towards the place where he fell.
He could clearly see pairs of green eyes lighting up around him.
But he still wanted to live in his heart, and even the last bit of fear disappeared.
"Save! Save!! Live!!!!"
The shrill roar pierced the wind in the wilderness and stirred up an inexplicable tide...
A stream of black dust condensed on the ground where he was prostrate.
A ghostly voice sounded above the villain's head: "Pray to me sincerely and pour me over with the most devout faith."
"Say my name and be my... witch..."
"I, the supreme being, will fulfill your wish."
"My name is...Lord of Greed...Swallow..."
The villain didn't hesitate at all. He trembled his lips and made the loudest voice: "Swallow... my Lord God..."
He really didn't have the strength to shout out the next words.
I can only cry silently in my heart: If you can save me, then what if I sell my soul to you.
Yes, although the villain of this world was born into a down-and-out clan.
But while their tribe still has a habitat, every child must be reminded to believe in the righteous gods and not touch the evil gods.
Once you believe in an evil god, it is not just as simple as a shift in belief.
Those who serve evil gods as their masters will not even be able to transcend their souls in the end.
He will be controlled by the evil god for a lifetime, without end.
So when this so-called swallow appeared in front of the villain, he knew the other person's identity at a glance.
After all, the appearance of evil gods is often accompanied by disasters and wars, desires and unwillingness.
But the villain still read out the opponent's name without hesitation, and willingly became the opponent's witch.
As a child, he did not understand the meaning of witchcraft.
After all, there are no wizards in his tribe now.
The oldest member of the tribe told him that just three generations ago, there was a wizard in their tribe.
However, during a strong prayer for rain, all the energy was exhausted, and the clan's inheritance was finally cut off.
Because none of the animal head totems believed in by their tribe could be lit.
The wizard could not rely on the power of the gods to sense their call, so he could only rely on the remaining divine power in his body to pray to heaven.
In the face of the huge force of nature, if an individual wants to borrow something, he has to pay too much.
And since the totem stopped responding to their tribe, the newborns also lost the qualification to test the potential of wizards.
I wonder which child will become a wizard in the future...
This makes it impossible for people in the clan to cultivate them even if they want to.
They cannot teach a child the knowledge passed down from generation to generation just because he is smarter.
What if it's someone with no qualifications... Wouldn't it be a waste of effort?
It is better to wait until the Totem Pole of the Beast God gives feedback again, and then test it seriously.
It can be guaranteed to be foolproof... and the support of the clan will not be wasted.
But all this requires a big prerequisite, which is to find a habitat for the group to settle down again.
As an abandoned and weak tribe, they are no longer qualified to live in the forest areas with fertile water and grass.
Without the blessing of the clan god, there are no powerful wizards, and there are not even many warriors...
It shouldn't take up such rich resources.
They were driven out without even a major conflict breaking out.
They dare not have any objection to the collective votes and demands of the surrounding clans, let alone argue with the new clan that is about to take over their current place of residence.
The number of adult males in their tribe is simply too few.
It would be great if you could save all your possessions and move out with them.
If there is a war, not to mention that these properties cannot be preserved...
Even these tribesmen now will become slaves of other tribes.
Yes, the losing clan will automatically be classified as a subordinate tribe of the victorious clan.
If they meet a powerful and compassionate clan leader, their clan can become a clan of its own and be treated as an inferior clan and receive certain protection.
If you meet someone who is unreasonable, being treated as a slave is still a good thing.
I heard that some clans would use these prisoners of war to meet their needs during the most difficult days when they couldn't find food.
Instead of letting others slaughter you...it's better to find a new hope.
Maybe they will find another good habitat... stay away from conflicts and survive...
This is actually pretty good.
The tribes living around felt good about their peaceful and conscious choice, and naturally they would not embarrass them.
In this world where everyone lives a very difficult life... they don't have much sympathy to worry about the affairs of other clans.
Although this tribe has declined, it still has the pride of a big clan.
If they were exterminated while traveling through the wilderness...
That can only be blamed on their bad luck.
Just like this, how could a group that was unable to protect itself discover a hidden wizard seedling?
Besides, what if a group like theirs discovered it?
They can no longer support a qualified witch.
So, by chance, the villain and the evil god wandering in the wilderness met.
The villain, who had reached a dead end, easily accepted his new identity.
An evil witch.
So now comes the problem.
He accepted this evil god as his master and gave his soul to him.
But how could an incorporeal monster like the Evil God bring him back from the brink of death?
The villain laughed after shouting the word 'swallow', thinking he was going to die anyway.
But what happened next made his soul tremble.
'Tun' received the response and was very satisfied with it.
The thick gray-yellow fog, with a swish, surrounded the coyote closest to the villain.
With the coyote's dazed breathing... huff...
With a swish... the gray mist got into the coyote's nostrils.
In the hazy state, the villain saw the coyote's eyes turn from green to red... and his body instantly expanded twice in size compared to the wolf next to him.
In a monster-like roar...
The manipulated wolf actually launched an attack on its companion.
Who will win?
The villain is already unconscious...
In a daze, he felt something sticky dripping from his lips.
He managed to hold up his eyelids and licked his chapped lips with his tongue.
Let yourself feel this long-lost moisture.
Who would have imagined that this dripping thing would only be rolled into his mouth, and it would emit a fishy smell.
