Wearing black silk for a foreign woman

After this one was hacked to death, the commotion below the cliff grew louder and louder, but no second beastman climbed up for a long time.

"It seems they really can't climb up." Standing on the edge of the cliff, Linde looked down at the beastmen who were crowded below like a tide of zombies, and touched his chin.

When will I be able to grow a beard? Lind thought as he touched his clean chin without a single beard.

"Your Highness, Son of God, let's go quickly." Benio suggested again.

"No hurry, just play with them." Linde narrowed his eyes and waved his hand. "Hasn't the coalition forces yet to arrive? And the enemy's number is slightly larger than ours. In this case, I have to delay them for a while and kill their spirit."

Delaying time? Benio was stunned, then thought about it and realized that this was indeed the truth.

Since the enemy can't come up, there's no need to rush. Just stand there.

So, Lind stood on the edge of the cliff, put the sword back into the scabbard, put his hands on the counterweight ball, and held it in front of him like a cane. He stood on the edge of the cliff like this, and struck a majestic pose.

Maybe it would be better if there was a cloak.

In order to amplify the intensity of the sarcasm, Lind deliberately revealed a contemptuous and sarcastic expression. In order to achieve the desired effect, he also tried hard to recall the villains in certain works he had read before traveling through time, in order to increase the insult as much as possible.

Judging from the reaction of the Chaos Beastmen below, Lind succeeded. As a Beastman who believed in the Blood God, he was not smart enough to begin with, and he was also easily angered. Then he was mocked by the humans whom the Beastmen hated the most. Lind could smell the bad breath from the shouting.

Just as Benio said, few Chaos Beastmen could climb such a high cliff, and none of the few who occasionally climbed up used the same method as the Sheep Beastmen. These Chaos Beastmen who climbed up were killed by Linde in the most handsome way possible, and all became Linde's stepping stones.

All beastmen are mammals, there are no birds or reptiles. Among mammals, none can fly, which is also an important reason why Lind dares to play like this.

After the fifth Chaos Beastman who climbed up was killed, the Chaos Beastmen at the bottom of the mountain finally stopped crowding up. After inserting the spotless sword back again, Linde looked at the Lion King Mara confidently, and then stretched out his right hand again.

"Come here!" The Lion's Roar Technique plus the second attack of One Finger Yang.

The second time was obviously not as effective as the first time. Even the brainless beastmen knew that it was meaningless to continue squeezing like this. The beastmen retreated with curses, leaving behind many corpses. In addition to the five just killed and the unlucky ones who were about to be crushed to death by them, the rest were trampled to death.

Even including those trampled to death, there were only a few dozen Chaos Beastmen killed. Compared with the nearly ten thousand troops, it was really just a drop in the bucket. But this was a typical example of not much harm but great insult. The enemy commander was mocking him like this, but there was nothing he could do but watch. The blow to morale was not small.

The lion king Mara sat back in his chair at some point. He didn't roar, nor did he swing his hammer around. He just stared silently with his bell-like lion eyes, staring at Linde on the cliff.

Lind continued to look at the other person with a contemptuous smile on his face.

Cynthia witnessed the whole process, and the way she looked at Lind was as if she had discovered a new world. She could stare at the Blood God cultist who was just one step away from becoming a demon, but she was not affected by the Blood God at all, and she didn't even have any extra anger. Even within the Divine Emperor Cult, there were not many people who could do this.

(You are just being clever!) A long-lost voice full of murderous intent and anger appeared in Lind's mind. (If you are a man, you must face the challenge with dignity!)

(I don’t want to. My goal is to win, not to fight. Fighting is just a means to victory.) Lind said contemptuously in his mind.

(Good! Very good! Very good!) The Blood God laughed in anger. (Just be proud for a few days!)

(That's right.) Just as the Blood God was about to leave, Lind stopped him. (I have a question for you.)

(Tell me, are you afraid?) Lind asked sincerely.

Chapter 217 Ceremony

Lind's question was sincere. He was really curious whether the Blood God would feel fear.

There are still too many unknowns about the gods of this world, and gods are one of the few things that Lind's experience and knowledge from his previous life is not useful for. Although there were concepts of gods in the world before the crossing, and there were various religions, and Lind had read many religious texts, the gods of religions on Earth all had one thing in common: they had never appeared.

At least never in front of Lind.

In addition to being able to show their spirits, the biggest feeling that Lind had about the gods in this world was that they were too human. The experience of gods and religions in the previous life could not be used directly, but they could still be used as a reference. The gods in this world, to Lind, were too human.

Whether it was the Mother Earth Goddess whom Linde had always called his son, or other gods with whom he had limited contact, whether they were evil gods or not, they all felt too human to Linde, so Linde had this question.

Can the Blood God, who controls killing and anger, feel fear? Anger and fear are two opposite emotions.

After Lind asked the question, the Blood God was obviously stunned, and he was stunned for a very long time. If it were a comic, it would be a long time that could earn him a whole page of royalties.

Just when Linde wanted to remind the other party and bring him back to life, what responded to Linde was tremendous anger. At that moment, Linde was sure that the other party was furious.

The surging rage seemed to be overwhelming his mind. Linde hurriedly adjusted his emotions and drove the Blood God's whispers out of his mind. Then he saw the Blood God's altar emitting a captivating light.

With a bang, a crack appeared in the space above the Blood God Altar, as if it had been split open by an axe. The next moment, a large crack appeared in the space, and a blood-red demon with bone-like wings, holding two scarlet axes, wearing black and red armor, and with exploding muscles all over his body, poked his head out of the crack and roared in Lind's direction.

"Demon!?" Cynthia was immediately shocked when she saw this. "A demon actually appeared!"

Devil!? Lind was also stunned. This was the first time he saw a demon with his own eyes.

If a demon appeared, then things would be serious, and this demon obviously looked high level.

The demon rushed out from the crack and rushed straight towards Lind, not by flying, but by jumping directly with terrifying brute force.

Seeing this, Lind immediately raised his sword and prepared to fight. This was a complete muscle reaction. The opponent's speed was too fast and it was impossible to dodge.

Just as Lind was preparing to fight to the death, the huge black and red figure automatically dissipated when it was about to reach the top of the mountain, as if it had decomposed on the spot, with nothing left.

"Where is that demon?" Lin De asked in a daze after the demon disappeared.

"It disappeared." Cynthia said with a lingering fear, holding the mace in her hand. "For the demon to appear in the world, it needs a sufficient concentration of chaos magic, and there is not enough chaos magic here, so it disappeared."

While Cynthia was speaking, the forcibly torn wound healed quickly, leaving no trace, as if it had never existed.

"One of the purposes of the evil god's followers' activities in the real world is to increase the concentration of chaotic magic in the real world. As long as there is a sufficient concentration of chaotic magic, the demons can appear in reality."

"Since the Great War, the Chaos Demons have been unable to appear in the world. In order to prevent the Chaos Demons from appearing in the world again, this is the duty of us Sisters of War."

Linde nodded solemnly. Although it was only a moment ago, Linde clearly felt that it would not be much more difficult for the demon to kill him than to kill an ant.

"The one just now should be the Chaos Great Demon among the Chaos Evil Gods, whose status is second only to the Chaos Evil God." Cynthia continued. "As for which one it is, I need to go back and look through the classics to find out."

"Is the identity of the Chaos Demon recorded in the scriptures of the Divine Emperor Church?" Linde asked curiously.

"Of course." Cynthia said as a matter of course. "There are only so many Chaos Daemons. The ancestors of the Empire have fought against them in the Great War and recorded them. All the demons that have not been purified by the glory of the God-Emperor will be recorded."

Demons will not die if they are destroyed in the mortal world, but will be exiled back to the Chaos Realm. Only the power of the God-Emperor can completely eliminate the demons. This is what the God-Emperor Church says, and Lind has been taught this way since he was a child.

While the few of them were talking, the situation of the Chaos Beastmen below also changed, and they began to kill each other again.

"What are you doing again?" Linde was speechless.

"To please the Blood God." Cynthia rolled her eyes. "As long as the Blood God sees rivers of blood, he doesn't care whose blood it is. If there is no enemy blood, the Blood God's followers will kill each other to please the Blood God and gain more power."

I understand. The Blood God's followers are the ones doing the live broadcast and the Blood God is the audience. In order to get rewards from the Blood God, that is, to grant him power, the Blood God's followers need to perform things that the Blood God likes to watch.

Lind felt that he suddenly understood the relationship between the evil god and the cultists.

"It would be great if they just kept killing each other until the last one." Looking at the Chaos Beastmen killing each other below, Lind said with emotion.

"That's impossible." Cynthia shook her head. "The blood of our own people can only temporarily relieve the Blood God's thirst. In the end, he will still need the blood of his enemies. What's more... the Blood God is thirsty for your blood now."

"They will eventually stop when there are only 8,888 Chaos Beastmen left, and then they will pour all their anger on you."

Eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight? Why are there so many whole and fractional numbers?

And Cynthia is worthy of being the heresy expert of the Blood Rose Monastery, and her understanding of the evil god is really detailed.

After watching for a while, Lind decided to go back. He had achieved his goal and performed above his level, which was enough.

When Linde turned and walked away, Lion King Mara also stared at Linde's disappearing back. Putting down the headless body in his hand, Lion King Mara looked at the Blood God's altar that was getting higher and higher, with desire in his eyes.

When looking at the altar of the Blood God, the Blood God's whispers lingered in the ears of the Lion King Mara.

(Cut off Lind's head and present it to me, and I will give you the opportunity to be promoted to my Great Demon!)

This expedition is not only to please the Blood God, but also a ritual.

A ceremony prepared for two people.

Chapter 218: Your Highness, the Son of God, Please Choose One

The investigation of the Chaos Beastmen was a complete success. The situation of the Chaos Beastmen, the changes that had taken place, and the appearance of the Lion King Mara were all witnessed by Lind himself.

Not only did he witness it with his own eyes, but he also dealt a blow to the other side's morale.

Since the goal had been achieved, Lind stopped staying and ordered everyone to return. It was dangerous to continue staying here. After witnessing the bloody slaughter of the Chaos Beastmen, several weak-willed Sheep Beastmen also began to waver in their faith.

It's fine for other evil gods, but it's unbelievable to Linde that they would be bewitched by seeing the Blood God's followers killing each other to brush their KPIs.

If it was a human being, when they found that a mortal was possibly bewitched by an evil god, they would usually only have one option: purification. However, if the person bewitched was a new beastman, the situation would be somewhat different. After a brief exchange with the Mother Earth, Lind learned about his second ability.

In addition to preaching, it can also stabilize believers whose faith is wavering.

So, with a few shouts of "Repent!" and the Son of God's kind big bitch, the few bewitched sheep beastmen were immediately pulled back, and then they felt extremely ashamed for their previous hesitation, and their faith in the Son of God became even deeper.

Linde vaguely felt that the situation was developing in a strange direction, and then when he returned, he found that his worries were not unnecessary.

Just like when they came up, Benio carried Linde down the steep cliff. Since they had walked down this cliff once before and were going down, Benio's movements were much smoother. Linde dared to open his eyes and saw the sheep girls, using their hooves to land on various places on the rock wall where there was no visible landing point, and walked down steadily.

Then Linde also saw how Cynthia climbed. This strong nun climbed down in a similar way to rock climbing. Due to the different rock climbing methods, Cynthia's speed was much slower than the sheep girls. Benio, who was carrying Linde, did not wait for Cynthia and soon left Cynthia far behind.

Out of curiosity, Lind kept staring in Cynthia's direction. As the distance got farther and farther, Lind dared not look anymore. As mentioned before, Cynthia was only wearing chain mail. Due to the material and size, it looked like a one-piece black stockings from a distance. And the angle from bottom to top was really...

And then to make matters worse, Lind is now on Beneo's back.

Halfway up, Benio felt something, as if a gun was pointed at his back. In response, Benio just smiled friendly and continued to jump down silently.

It was so embarrassing that Lind kept telling himself to put the gun back quickly, but the gun kept rubbing against his back and he couldn't get it back.

Lind could only pray that this journey would end soon.

Fortunately, the sheep beasts were quick and it didn't take them too long to get down from the cliff. Linde jumped off Benio's back as if he was running for his life and ran towards the camp, not giving Benio a chance to speak.

Looking at Linde's receding back, Benio looked thoughtful, raised his hand and touched the place on his back where the sword was pointing.

Just as Benio was thinking, there was a loud noise suddenly from the side, and Cynthia jumped down from about fifteen meters away.

Cynthia dusted herself off as if nothing had happened, and then saw Lind running away as if for his life.

"Why is he running so fast?" Cynthia asked puzzledly.

"Human, I have something I want to ask you." Benio asked the War Sister beside her.

"what's up?"

"When can you human males mate?"

"...Ah?" Cynthia stared at Benio, who had a serious face.

As if escaping for his life, Lind returned to the temporary gathering point at Dongshankou. When the new beastmen here saw Lind, they immediately greeted him enthusiastically.

Compared to when I left, there were a few more people here. Not many, it seemed that a new tribe of beastmen had arrived when I left.

Just like the previous process, Ilufa, who was resting in the tent, was notified, and the nominal leader and the actual leader met with the new chief of the new beastman tribe and said hello, which was considered a welcome party. After doing this, Lind gathered the relevant people and told them what he saw.

Lind did not hide anything that happened on the top of the mountain, including the chaos demon that rushed out from the space crack, and told everyone present the truth.

In addition to the old groups in the camp, the chiefs of the new beastmen could not be excluded from the meeting, but it was unrealistic to call all the chiefs at once. On average, there was one chief for every eighty new beastmen, and now there were more than thirty chiefs, which was too many.

There are many chiefs, but few warriors in each tribe, which is not a bad thing. In response to this situation, Ram directly suggested that each tribe should be formed into combat units, and the chiefs of each tribe should be the team commanders.

Anyway, there will be no formation in the upcoming battle. Both sides are tribal-level armies, so this is enough.

It was obviously inappropriate for all the chiefs to come to the meeting, so in the end, Linde ordered in the name of the Son of God to let the new beastmen select a few representatives to attend the meeting. These new beastmen who came to the meeting could not express any constructive opinions, they only said yes, and then said "Mother Earth will give us strength."

In addition to informing everyone of the enemy situation on the reconnaissance route, the next step was to make combat arrangements. Since neither the enemy nor us were the type to fight in battle formations, after a heated discussion, the final tactic was to divide all the troops into four parts, take turns, and use the terrain advantage in the narrow mountain terrain to form a localized situation of more people against fewer people, and eventually wear down the enemy.

The professional soldiers present found such simple tactics offensive and unbearable to watch, but there was nothing they could do. Instead of asking the new beastmen who had never understood what formation was, to cram at the last minute, it would be better to let them fight as they were used to.

The combat meeting lasted until the afternoon, and the meeting ended only when the sun began to set. In order to welcome the Son of God who had just arrived today, the new beasts took the initiative to hold a welcome party and celebrated.

In order not to dampen the morale of the troops, Lind had no choice but to agree. After eating a bunch of familiar and unfamiliar delicacies, something unexpected happened.

"Your Highness, the Son of God, please make your choice." Outside Lind's tent, Benio led more than thirty female new beastmen of various races to form a square formation.

Chapter 219 You guys really made me suffer

Let’s go back in time a little bit.

Before the welcome dinner for the Son of God was over, Kitama had already left the party and continued to tidy up the tent.

Even in the wild, Qitama still brought everything needed to set up the tent. While Qitama was sorting things in the tent, he would occasionally look at Lind through the door curtain.

As the son of the Mother Goddess of Earth, Lind is the undisputed protagonist of this welcome party. Chiefs of all tribes, regardless of race, will come to pay respect to Lind and present gifts prepared by each tribe.

Depending on the tribe, the gifts offered varied, including weapons, food, and various decorations. Some tribes even offered female relatives.