I Herd Gods in Another World

In Breeze City, in the City Lord's Mansion, White Fang sat on a high-backed chair made of steel, twisting his butt uncomfortably.

This chair is made of the aristocratic badges of every city lord of the Breeze family. It looks very noble, but it is actually very painful.

He used to be very eager to sit on this chair, but Bai Fang was used to Huishan's rattan chair, and began to dislike this flashy thing.

As far as this chair is concerned, isn't it more meaningful to cast a sword and spear than a butt?

It has to be said that the environment has changed people. Bai Fang, who used to be full of pariahs, rarely discriminates against ordinary wild boars, except for the pig Tie Ya.

Hei Fu standing next to him wanted to remind him that the action of the city lord was a bit embarrassing, and he didn't have the manners of an aristocrat.

But Heifu looked at the wild boar who was eating jerky next to him, and closed his mouth sensibly.

Now is not the time to pay attention to aristocratic etiquette, and Breeze City is no longer a place where the Batmen have the final say.

White Fang twisted and twisted for a long time, and finally added a cushion to the chair to make it more comfortable. After dragging on for a long time, the other batmen in the city lord's mansion felt angry, but they didn't dare to complain.

On the contrary, Iron Fang, who is disliked by every Batman, threw the bone in his hand to the ground, and said impatiently: "I said you're just dawdling for a long time, so hurry up, I'm busy."

White Fang looked at Tie Fang with contempt, this pig really knows nothing.

Is he dawdling on purpose? This is to test the obedience of these batmen in Breeze City. This pig knows how to deal with the world.

But White Fang was not going to haggle with Tie Fang, he couldn't tell with this kind of idiot, anyway, it's almost time to get down to business, and it's time to get down to business.

White Fang sat upright, his eyes swept across the face of the Batman in front of him.

They are all acquaintances, but they are not very familiar with him.

Those who originally supported him as the city lord had been purged by the previous city lord, Hong Yue, and the rest were nobles who were not familiar with Bai Fang or who did not deal with him.

"That's fine, you don't have to show mercy." Bai Fang said to himself in his heart.

As if he had made up his mind, Bai Fang said at the first sentence: "Everyone, you should already be very clear about the situation in Breeze City. From today onwards, you only have two options. The first way is to change your beliefs. Since then, I have believed in the God of Gray Mountain.”

After speaking, all Batmen showed shocked expressions.

They thought that White Fang was just using the power of the God of Gray Mountain to regain the position of city lord, but they didn't expect to convert them directly.

They can accept the former, anyway, Bai Fang is also the heir of the Breeze family, so there is nothing to say about being the lord of the city. But if you change your faith, you will overthrow everything in Breeze City.

An old batman with gray hair said excitedly: "White Fang, how dare you do this? Are you worthy of your father, your ancestors? Do you still have a bit of noble glory?"

White Fang glanced at him. This person was probably his uncle, who seemed to have beaten him when he was a child.

The other Batmen did not refute, nor did they express their support, but in fact, silence was actually a form of support.

White Fang sneered, just telling him about the glory of his father's generation? When he was chased all the way out of the city, none of these old guys helped him.

The most precious thing in Bai Ya's life was his own life. For this thing, he dared to disrespect even the gods, so why did he care about the glory of his ancestors?

Therefore, instead of answering the uncle's question, Bai Fang raised his legs up and made a tactical retreat, before saying slowly, "The second way is to die."

As soon as the words fell, Tie Fang showed an excited expression, pulled out the hatchet from his waist and threw it at the old batman.

The throwing ax passed through the old man's body with a whistling sound, and was nailed to the wall with splattered flesh.

The old batman still had an expression of disbelief on his face, but his body couldn't hold it anymore and fell down. The ax just now chopped off his spine.

The death of the old man Batman made everyone gasp.

They were not only shocked by White Fang's ruthlessness, but even more shocked that the wild boar did it without saying a word. How dare this pariah? How dare he do anything to the nobles? !

The bat people hadn't realized it yet, they thought the wild boar man was White Fang's personal slave.

"Can you stop being so bloody next time, you can go over and wring his neck off, the blood will be much less." White Fang said a little dissatisfied.

This city lord's mansion will have to be used frequently in the future. It is full of flesh and blood, and there are still axes nailed to the wall. It is very troublesome to clean up.

Tie Fang picked at the shreds of meat in his teeth, and said to White Fang, "I think it's over after hacking them all, what a waste of saliva."

White Fang nodded for the first time, he actually quite agreed with Iron Fang's opinion. The gods only need believers in Breeze City, and wild boar slaves are enough.

These lazy and sick batmen are really of little use.

Although he had been one of them not so long ago, White Fang no longer looked down on this group of fellow-clansmen.

Having lived in Huishan for a period of time, White Fang thought he knew the God of Huishan quite well. This is a magical god. Apart from possessing endless power like other gods, he is also very good at business.

In Breeze City, Bai Fang needs to develop his power and have his younger brothers to help him, so that he can become the lord of the city and be able to manage the entire city. Because piety alone is not enough, the management of the city is inseparable from the assistance of those nobles, and the relationship inside is intricate.

Because the gods are high above, believers can't touch them at all.

There is no way to quantify piety, and the power struggle in Breeze City has become an entanglement in the world.

They have to stick together, they have to divide their interests, and all kinds of troublesome things made Bai Ya's head ache.

But there is no need in Huishan, there are not so many messy troubles, and it is not even a problem that White Fang's faith is not pious enough.

When he confirmed this, White Fang felt that the god was crazy.

A god who doesn't even care about the piousness of believers, isn't it a lunatic?

But later White Fang realized that it was because he had become small.

The appearance of the Contribution Monument made Bai Fang discover that faith could play so many tricks.

Regardless of whether you believe in God or not, as long as you work hard for God, you can get corresponding contributions.

At Gray Mountain, contribution is everything.

A fool has a fool's way, and a wise man has a wise man's way.

Anyone can find their place in Huishan and exert their strength.

White Fang didn't need to be with anyone, as long as he did what he had to do, he could occupy a place on the list of contributions. Basic necessities of life, everything can be exchanged for contributions.

This feeling is great.

Even if he went back to the past and he hadn't been hunted down by his younger brother Hongyue, he would abandon everything without hesitation and go to Huishan.

There are tens of thousands of people in the Breeze City area. As long as Huishan's set is brought over, they will naturally be managed in an orderly manner. Why do you need this group of batmen? Can it be exchanged for golden honey or bristle mice?

As soon as this idea came out, White Fang couldn't help wanting to kill someone to silence him.

Hei Fu, who had been standing by Bai Fang's side all this time, saw the murderous look in the eyes of the new city lord, and felt a chill hit his forehead.

This is really going to be a killing spree, is there any chance of him surviving?

Black husband and White Fang have one thing in common, that is, for the sake of their own lives, the gods can get away.

With a plop, Heifu knelt down in front of White Fang and said loudly, "My lord, from today onwards I am a faithful believer of the God of Huishan, and I am willing to dedicate my life and soul to the God of Huishan."

Heifu knocked his head hard on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

He was afraid that the moment he raised his head, he would see the ax thrown by the wild boar, or see the punishment from the gods, and the endless wind would blow him into blood and powder.

But after waiting for a while, neither of them appeared. Instead, a vague shadow appeared in Heifu's mind.

Sitting high on the altar, a tall figure in a robe.

He couldn't see his face clearly, but he held the ever-changing sacred light and shadow in his palm, as if it contained all the truths in the world.

"This... this is..."

Hei Fu tried hard to see the face of this god clearly, but he couldn't see the blurry face clearly. The more he watched, the more frightened Hei Fu felt.

Heifu understood that the appearance of the gods was not something he could look directly at, so he turned his attention to the divine light in the palms of the gods.

This ever-changing light and shadow seemed to be constantly telling the world all the truth. Heifu only watched for a moment, and felt as if his brain was about to explode.

No one could see the change in Black's brain, except that he was the first to show his loyalty to White Fang.

Then all the Batmen looked at White Fang, wondering what became of the first one to surrender.

Bai Fang was also surprised, this little cousin didn't usually see that he was so smart, how difficult it is to change his beliefs, he just changed his voice, is he so decisive?

"Not bad, black man, you are not bad." White Fang said with satisfaction.

After saying this, the Batman nobles still stared at White Fang. A good sentence is not enough, he was the first to surrender, why don't you give him an official position?

White Fang hadn't thought of giving Hei Fu any official position, at least not now.

Just kidding, how many people on Huishan are waiting for jobs in Breeze City, and now they all contribute to the gods.

What’s the point of conversion? How many people in Huishan don’t dedicate everything to the gods? It’s not even Hei Fu’s turn to wait in line, unless he can get the favor of the gods.

After saying this, I saw Hei Fu's body trembling violently.

Muscles swelled up one by one, the clothes on Heifu's body were torn apart, the dark fur split, and blood flowed out.

"How is this going?!"

White Fang was startled too.

The clothes on Heifu's body had been completely torn into strips of cloth, the black fur was split, and blood flowed down, but soon condensed into blood-colored scales.

Heifu's body continued to expand, and he doubled in size in the blink of an eye, completely turning into a giant. With a loud bang, the wings on Heifu's back were stretched by the high-pressure blood, and the black color turned into red, like a flame.

"Ahhh!"

Heifu screamed in pain, but still couldn't stop the mutation of his body.

Layers of blood-colored scales replaced the original black fur, and even large blood scales grew on the wings. The limbs became thick, the sharp nails turned into claws, and even a pair of curved horns grew out of its head.

The Batmen who were watching made a terrified voice: "Curse, it is a curse! You betrayed the God of Storms, this is the curse of the gods!"

Heifu just changed his belief and became like this. He must have been punished by the gods after betrayal.

Everyone thought so, and those who originally wanted to follow Heifu as a traitor gave up their thoughts.

Look at how miserable this person is, he has completely turned into another monster, maybe he will directly become that kind of unconscious beast, or his body will collapse and die.

However, just when Heifu scratched his face with his hands in pain, a ray of light emerged from his body.

The tragic wound began to heal quickly, and the light seemed to be repairing his crumbling body, gradually stabilizing Heifu's mutation.

A few minutes later, Hei Fu got up from the ground, and his image had completely changed. Wearing red scales, bat wings and sharp claws, and horns, even the eyes turned red like burning coals.

Heifu exclaimed as if reborn from a cocoon, "Is this the power of the God of Huishan?"

His voice seemed to come from the abyss, with a heavy echo.

White Fang stood up, moved quietly to Tie Fang's side, and asked guiltily, "Are you alright?"

With Hei Fu's current appearance, his arms are thicker than his waist, and he will definitely die if he is slapped. Why does it mutate after kowtowing? What's wrong with it?

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I've never been better." Heifu said excitedly, his mouth tasted like sulfur when he spoke.

Just now, from the divine light in the palm of the God of Gray Mountain, he comprehended two types of magic, strength and fireball.

It's just that the process of comprehension is a bit strange, it's not that he has mastered the method of performing divine arts, the power of these two divine arts seems to be fused with his body.

Even Qin Muyun in the real world could sense this mutation.

The combination of the magical effect and the body is a permanent blessing. On the gray mountain, there are many permanent blessing techniques.

The wild boars are born with the original version of the strength spell, so they are all strongmen. Then there is the dryad, the twisted treant's permanent blessing power technique will mutate into a dryad. Meteor is the only red deer person who can permanently bless her with strength. The horns on her shoulders have become exoskeleton armor, which can bless her with great strength.

But Heifu's permanent blessing effect is different, because a fireball technique is mixed in it.

Qin Muyun never thought that the fireball technique could be blessed permanently, because the fireball technique was originally a magical technique from the God of Burning Steel, and the original version was a doomsday judgment skill that would destroy the world.

This magical power is too powerful, and using the full version is a natural disaster.

Unexpectedly, the first time Heifu, the batman, prayed to him, there would be such a magical mutation.

During the process, Heifu's mind was still connected with the statue.

Fortunately, Qin Muyun had played hyperspace bombing, and had some experience in long-distance positioning and performing magic. Using the statue as an intermediary, Qin Muyun sent Heifu a healing spell.

If it weren't for this magical technique, Hei Fu would definitely not be able to survive this mutation.

Therefore, Heifu is very grateful to the God of Gray Mountain. He has prayed for so many years, but he has never received a response from the God of Storms. It was only the first time he prayed, and the God of Gray Mountain gave him a new life.

He felt that now he could punch through the city wall with one punch, and spit out flames with one breath, and even his thinking became much clearer.

This new God is so good to believers.

However, Hei Fu was a little surprised. Such a powerful power was only a gift from his first prayer. Then his cousin was entrusted with the important task of city lord by the God of Huishan, wouldn't he have mastered a more powerful magic?

Immediately, Heve's awe of White Fang deepened. He really hid himself so deeply.