Dude, my main account is Chaos God?

Are these your followers?

Just like you, always missing out on the best food!

Wanmu's face was dark, and he gritted his teeth without saying a word.

On Earth.

Su Jing, supporting herself on her knees, calmed her breathing, her gaze gradually hardening:

"This can't go on!"

"I need to find a flesh-and-blood believer to modify my body..."

What?

You mean training?

It's impossible to train without being beaten to death.

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Tarot Star.

In a primeval forest fraught with danger.

The Lord of Flesh and Blood was strolling leisurely along the forest path.

The evil Tarot creatures around them would occasionally cast greedy glances from the shadows.

They attempted to hunt this "weak" prey.

But the Lord of Flesh and Blood is, after all, a deity, and a high-ranking one at that.

Although He relinquished most of His divinity.

But its inherent status and terrifying passive attributes are undeniable.

He didn't even need to lift a finger.

All Tarot creatures within a hundred meters of Him will inexplicably die from their flesh and blood exploding.

It turned into puddles of fertilizer.

The Lord of Flesh and Blood remained as elegant as ever, even humming an unknown tune.

An angry voice echoed in His mind:

I'm begging you!

Please stop wandering around!

Why not just stay put and wait for our lord to come?!

The Omniscient One was truly dumbfounded by the Lord of Flesh and Blood.

This guy is so proactive!

They completely disobey orders!

The Lord of Flesh and Blood looked proud:

【don't want! 】

[I'll wander around a bit more; maybe I'll find more clues!]

Omniscient wondered why he had chosen this terrible teammate.

What if something goes wrong because they completely ignore instructions?

Just then.

The Lord of Flesh and Blood suddenly stopped.

He looked at the huge tribe ahead, and his eyes lit up:

【Huh?】

There seems to be someone ahead!

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What appeared in the Lord of Flesh and Blood's field of vision was a small Tarot tribe hidden deep in the dense forest.

Between the various tribes of the Tarot civilization.

Like the Warring States period on Earth, they fought each other.

Because civilization was still in the primitive stage of hunting and tribal development, resources were scarce.

Therefore, each tribe is on guard against the others, as they risk being swallowed up if they are not careful.

This small tribe is called the Black Swamp Tribe.

Their leader, Broken Tooth Gru, was seriously injured in a hunt a few days ago.

Fearing that other, more powerful tribes might take advantage of the situation.

These days, the entire Black Swamp tribe has been keeping a low profile, like hibernating snakes, hiding in their camp to recuperate.

However, today...

An uninvited guest barged in.

"Who goes there?!"

The Tarot warriors on patrol immediately noticed the anomaly and sounded a piercing alarm.

slam-la-

A group of burly Tarot people, wielding bone spears, quickly emerged from all directions and surrounded the Lord of Flesh and Blood.

They stared warily at the creature before them.

too weird.

The female creature in front of them looked completely different from the Tarot people.

She had no thick stratum corneum, no protruding jaw, and her skin was as white and tender as a peeled fruit.

Their fragile appearance made them hesitant to act rashly, and instead filled them with doubt.

The Lord of Flesh and Blood found it quite novel.

But a god is a god after all.

He abandoned most of His divinity and deliberately suppressed His personhood.

This is why the Tarot reader did not explode and die from looking directly at the deity.

Stop playing around!

The omniscient voice, filled with disappointment and frustration, exploded in the mind of the Lord of Flesh and Blood:

Our Lord has descended upon this world!

You need to go and try to impress him!

Don't waste your time here!

The Lord of Flesh and Blood curled his lip, revealing a wise glint in his eyes:

Isn't this just me putting on a show?

[Perhaps this tribe holds clues to that wise bitch?]

The omniscient one was so angry he almost had a heart attack, and roared:

Stop bragging about your good luck!

Wisdom is like an old coin that even I can't see through!

How could you just wander around like that...?

however.

Before the omniscient could finish speaking, he was forced to swallow his words back, as if his throat had been grabbed.

because……

The tent flap was lifted.

The pale-faced, severely wounded tribal chief, Broken Tooth Gru, staggered out of his tent.

And on his bare chest.

Hanging prominently was a piece emitting a faint halo—

Gold feather pendant!

Omniscient: "..."

Even the omniscient are numb.

Not only was he numb, but he even began to doubt God's existence.

How come the Lord of Flesh and Blood can find traces of wisdom even when he wanders around aimlessly?

What incredible luck!

Does this mean that the lower your IQ, the higher your luck?

Is this reasonable?

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at the same time.

The other side of the Tarot star.

A golden portal opened out of thin air.

Ye Ren, Messiah, and Xiao Ai walked out from there.

The moment it landed, the data stream in Messiah's eyes began to flash wildly.

"Buzzing—"

Hundreds of tiny butterfly-shaped drones flew out of the storage compartment behind her and spread in all directions.

"Topographic map being built..."

"Analyzing atmospheric composition..."

"Attempting to establish a primitive information network..."

Looking at the drones flying all over the sky, Ye Ren couldn't help but ask:

"What are you doing?"

The Messiah answered honestly:

"Gather intelligence and establish a tactical advantage."

Ye Ren glanced at her sideways, pointed to himself, and then to Xiao Ai beside him:

"First of all, I'm still here..."

"Secondly, if there's anything you don't know, just ask the person next to you, right?"

Xiao Ai chuckled twice and puffed out her chest:

"Leave it to me!"

She closed her eyes and activated the grace of the all-knowing God.

But the next second.

"what?"

Xiao Ai suddenly opened her eyes, looking surprised:

"My ability to observe... is being blocked by some force!"

That is the authority of wisdom.

Although the God of Wisdom is no longer present, the rules He left behind continue to protect the planet's crucial information.

"Tsk."

Ye Ren shook his head:

"I'll have to do it."

[Full Map View]

Words become law, and actions are taken.

"boom--!"

An invisible ripple swept across the entire planet in an instant.

In Ye Ren's vision, countless lines of cause and effect were clearly visible.

To his astonishment, he discovered that all the tribal chiefs on this planet had been blessed by the god of wisdom!

Everyone carries the feathers of wisdom within them.

at the same time.

The leaders of the three tribes: Kragg of Red Fang, the priest of Haunted Claw, and the elder of the Prophet.

They all simultaneously sensed the arrival of an unshakeable and terrifying force.

The force was like the sky collapsing.

This left them feeling unprecedentedly lost and helpless.

"Now that we've found it, let's stop talking nonsense."

Ye Ren didn't want to play any tricks like picking them off one by one.

[Surrender]

His words carried law; his domineering nature was unparalleled.

"roar--!"

The leader of the Red Fang tribe, the hot-tempered "Giant Crocodile" Krag.

With its powerful physique and the added advantage of its golden feathers, it attempted to forcefully resist this will.

"I don't--!!"