Chapter 48 Bye-bye

In the morning, the sunshine dispersed the mist over Tormond, and the magnificent city woke up from sleep.

A new day has begun.

Leon, Rock Hammer and others quietly left the hotel and were led by Bic to Tormond's Great Square.

This time, Aklan stayed in the hotel. After all, as a magician of the human race, it is not appropriate to go to the beast god.

Every year, there are thousands of orcs who rush to Tomund for the Hajj, but except for the specific Hajj, the temple is usually not open to ordinary people.

However, the temple will not forget these believers who can't come to the gods. There are special priests who receive the worship of the pilgrim in the Great Square of Shenhui and bless the devout believers.

As the identity of Leon and others, they are not even qualified to enter the temple, not to mention offering tributes in the hall of the temple. Shenhui Square is an inevitable choice.

Shenhui Square is located in the east of the city, covering hundreds of mu. The ground is all paved with seven-foot square slate, which is extremely flat and tight.

Maybe it's because they came early, there weren't many people in Shenhui Square.

"Every year, the God of Hajj said that there are too many people here to squeeze in. I once came here and was almost trampled to death!" The mouse boy Bic patted his chest and said with palpitations, "Later, my mother told me that as long as I have admiration in my heart, I don't have to go to the temple to see the beast god every year."

"Your mother is right..." Leon smiled: "Faith is a belief, not a form."

At the west end of the square stands the dozens of meters high beast god Opa Colossus.

If it comes from east to west from the plain, this boulder statue is the most eye-catching destination in Tomund City. It stands proudly at the foot of the mountain and has never faded after thousands of years of years of wind and frost baptism.

The appearance of the beast god Opa integrates the special surnames of many orcs, tiger body, lion's skull, wolf's eyes, fox tail, eagle wings... The look of holding a tomahawk is extremely powerful, and the armor is scarred, symbolizing the brave and vigilant spirit of the orcs to never give in.

At the rear of the statue, there is also a wide stone staircase leading to the temple at the top of the mountain. The entrance of the stairs is guarded by heavily armed temple knights.

Leon had seen a bigger and higher god in his original world, but standing in front of the stone statue of the beast god, he still felt a great shock. The invisible pressure that came to his face made his soul tremble.

God's power! In this world where gods exist, a statue of a god can also reflect the solemn authority of theocracy.

The rock hammer and others knelt directly to the ground and made the highest salute to the beast god.

For many orcs, it is the most important dream in their life to be able to pray for protection before the statue of the temple.

Leon salutes on one knee. If he wants to become a beast soul warrior, he must have faith in the beast god.

In the original world, he did not believe in gods and Buddhas, but in this world, faith often represents power.

He longed for power and did not reject faith. Leon had heard many legends about the beast god Opa from the mouth of Elder Munstein, and he had enough respect for this brave, upright and kind god.

Just when Leon's knee touched the cold ground, something strange suddenly happened!

The tiger head tattoo on his chest suddenly became extremely hot, from which a trace of heat spread all over his body, and between his breaths changed from a gurgling stream to a turbulent river.

This manic force roared and struggled in his body, as if to tear his flesh and blood into pieces. The great pain made Leon almost unable to breathe, and bean-sized sweat oozed from his face and kept dripping on the ground.

Such a situation was completely unexpected by him, but there seemed to be a voice telling Leon that he had to do nothing but pray.

Leon followed his spiritual intuition.

Great Opa, if you really exist, please give me a strong power and let me guard everything I protect!

He suppressed the burning pain in his chest, and Leon prayed silently in his heart.

The power in his body that almost exploded suddenly became peaceful. It seemed that the divine inspiration in the dark should be his sincere belief, and the tiger head tattoo slowly returned to its original state.

Although the heat spreading throughout the body still exists, it is already within the range that Leon can bear.

Leon took a long breath, wiped his sweat and stood up from the ground.

He doesn't understand what's going on. There seems to be some huge secret hidden in the tiger head tattoo on his chest. At least at present, Leon can only passively withstand its possible sudden attack.

Fortunately, this is not a bad thing... Leon can only comfort himself like this.

"Okay, let's pay tribute together!"

Next to the stone statue, there is a special tent for receiving tributes, where two priests in gray robes receive pilgrim.

Seeing Leon and others coming in, the two priests greeted each other with a smile: "Brothers from afar, welcome you. May the great beast god protect you!"

According to the teachings of the Temple of the Beast God, all orcs are brothers and sisters regardless of ethnicity. Although in fact, a noble priest will never treat the bottom orc of a vassal clan as a relative, but it is the customary name when receiving the pilgrim.

On the way here, Leon listened to Bic's introduction of some of the pilgrimage, so he just smiled and saluted the other party: "Dear priest, please allow us to pay a sincere tribute to the great beast god and the temple on behalf of the roaring forest hammer tribe!"

"Of course, the beast god will never refuse the piety of his people!"

The smile on the priest's face was even stronger, especially when he saw a heavy purse with Leon's hands.

There is no limit to the tribute of the pilgrim. As long as it represents its own respect for the beast god and the temple, the temple must accept everything.

Many believers dedicate all their life savings to the temple. It is said that a long time ago, they would send cattle and sheep prey and even their children, but now they mainly exchange money - after all, this is more convenient for both parties.

However, when the two priests heard that Leon and others came from the roaring forest, their faces involuntarily showed surprise.

Since the bridge connecting the two sides of the Nucang River was interrupted, the temple has never received believers from Wuthering Forest, and Leon is still one of the first pilgrims in ten years.

"I believe your journey must be very difficult..." The middle-aged priest who took the money bag was a little more sincere in his words: "The great beast god will remember your piety. May God bless the crazy hammer tribe!"

I came here, and the whole process of offering tribute was over, but Leon didn't just come to the pilgrimage.

"Your Majesty, we came from the roaring forest. In addition to the pilgrimage to the beast god, I also want to participate in the soul casting ceremony. I don't know how to do it. Please make it clear." Leon asked.

"Soul casting ceremony? Do you want to be promoted to the Beast Soul Warrior? The middle-aged priest smiled and said, "This is actually very simple. After a week, just come here to sign up. Our temple will screen and test all applicants. As long as you pass, you can participate in the final soul casting ceremony."

After a pause, he asked, "Do you know any priests in the temple?"

This sentence has connotation. If Leon hadn't taken out a large amount of money as a tribute just now, I'm afraid this question would be gone.

Who is Leon? As soon as he heard it, he immediately took out the letter written by Elder Monstein from his arms: "I have a letter to give to Priest Rogt."

Regert is an old friend of Elder Monstein. Ten years ago, he was the white-robed priest of the Tomund Temple, but the connection with each other was interrupted by the annihilation of the giant wooden overpass.

The two gray-robed priests looked at each other. The middle-aged priest shook his head and said, "Priest Roggett returned to the arms of the Beast God a few years ago."

Passed away? Leon's heart sank a little, and the only relationship in this layer was gone.

After thinking about it, he took out the name tattoo that the fox girl gave to him last night: "I also want to see Priest Dotry."

"Priest Lord Dotry..." The middle-aged priest's face changed, and his eyes looking at Leon became a little different.

He took the nameprint handed over by Leon, looked carefully at the emblem text on it, and looked up at Leon as if he had made some determination: "It turns out that you have a recommendation from the Fox family, so please follow me. I'll take you to see the priest Dotry."

This name tattoo is really useful. Leon secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the attitude of the other party, this priest Dotry must be an extraordinary person.

Leon didn't have to find a relationship in the temple, but he knew almost nothing about the important link of the promotion of the Beast Soul Warrior, and what Elder Monstein knew was only the situation a few decades ago, and he knew what would change.

Under such circumstances, it will undoubtedly be of great help if you can get the guidance or even care of a temple priest who is familiar with the inside story in advance.

This time in Tormond, Leon made a decision. As long as he succeeds, he is not allowed to fail, so he doesn't care about using some flexible means.

Rock Hammer and others stayed in the square, and the middle-aged priest led Leon to step on the stone steps leading to the temple on the top of the mountain.

However, he did not take Leon to the highest temple, but left the stairs halfway up the mountain and turned into a shady path.

For Leon's doubts, the middle-aged priest explained as follows: "Priest Dotry is a noble sceptre priest with reading ability. At this time, he should be at home."

Privilege, indeed everywhere! Leon nodded.

He was not very happy that he might have met a high-level figure of the temple because of this, but a little heavier.