Lugia, my name of the elf

"Yes, God."

"Why don't you worship?"

The short question, without any human emotion, seemed to be unlike the words of the mortal world, resounding in everyone's mind.

The soldiers were shocked when they heard this, even if they didn't know why or what, but they looked at the tall white figure standing in the sky not far away, as if reflecting the light of the sun and stars, riding on the rhythm of the sea breeze and the sigh of the tide;

The sense of vastness and depth coming from the deep sea makes people feel endless admiration deep in their hearts just by taking a simple glance.

All the warriors, Gavin, Ryan, Alor, and even Poseline who faced the demon's attack were shocked beyond measure;

The next moment, without anyone's explanation or order in advance, he slowly knelt down with a pious look on his face;

After seeing the majestic figure, everyone closed their eyes;

Gods cannot be looked at directly!

The Seven Islands tribe did not dare to offend, especially the powerful god who had been called upon by countless warriors who had gone through untold hardships and sacrificed their lives.

But the feeling of looking at that figure is like looking directly into the deep sky and the sea, which makes people deeply feel that they are humble and insignificant in front of nature.

This is far beyond what the so-called "demons" can compare to. The latter's threat is more like a physical and physiological discomfort, which makes people fearful;

But the former is a feeling that directly touches the heart and shakes the soul!

Everyone has a feeling of surprise. Every time those huge wings are waved, the waves will rise and fall, and the sea breeze will blow.

When I looked at that supreme figure before, every move he made was magical;

It's as if the sea is alive, breathing, and alive.

That white figure seems to be the incarnation of the sea and the strong wind!

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"This is the God of Storm..." Boselin no longer paid attention to the demon god around her. After kneeling down, her mind was filled with that figure.

The girl who was threatened by the devil before was now deeply attracted by the god who suddenly appeared.

What surprised her was that the previous feeling of despair and helplessness had completely disappeared and even ceased to exist;

This feeling is very magical, as if the devil is dead and no longer exists.

At this moment, Poseline, besides excitement and joy, she was thinking more;

This is the future of the Seven Islands Tribe. Under the leadership of that god, she will complete a series of revivals and revive the hope of her ancestors!

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Alor, who had been worried that the demon would hurt the priest, looked relaxed at this moment;

"This is our new god and new faith!" Alor's eyes finally became relieved and he said sadly.

In order to ensure the smooth progress of the ceremony, only Alor himself knew how much pressure he was under.

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Beside the sacrificial altar;

"Wow! That big white bird is so beautiful!"

"Is it our new god?"

"Gee, it would be great if my sister could see it too!"

"Oooh, but my parents can't see it anymore!"

"Father, is this just for the sake of being able to see it? It would be great if father didn't die, woo woo woo!"

"···"

Several unattended girls, despite feeling the power of nature, fell to their knees;

But he was still looking directly at the transcendent figure not far away, interpreting what it means to be "childish and unbridled".

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"boom!"

There was a loud noise behind and in front of them, waking up Boselin and Alor.

One of them looked up, and the other turned around to observe. In addition to the exhausted look in each other's eyes, they saw the body of the demon god suddenly collapsed!

Both of them had a look of shock in their eyes, and it was even more difficult to believe the astonishing facts that happened in front of them.

That hideous and twisted face is no longer arrogant and penetrating;

The previously crazy and evil eyes no longer had any brilliance, and the pupils were distorted and motionless;

The demon didn't react at all, and he just fell down without even letting out any screams;

"died?!"

"Actually, dead?!"

Both of them were too shocked to think, and found it difficult to accept for a while;

At the same time, I was amazed deep in my heart, and my cognition was severely refreshed.

In the two people's previous predictions, they had simulated and calculated countless times;

If the god-calling ceremony goes smoothly and successfully calls for the arrival of a certain god from the depths of the sea, there will be no more than three results;

First, the new gods that were summoned were not strong enough and were slaughtered by the demons. The Seven Islands tribe made a wrong bet and perished.

The second is that the new gods, knowing that they are not as powerful as the demon gods, retreated and did not respond to Bosaline's call, and the Seven Islands tribe perished.

The third is that the new gods will come, and then there will be a shocking battle with the demons. After the victory, the Seven Islands tribe will also usher in a new life.

Although they had made careful plans beforehand, neither of them expected that everything would be so simple!

The two of them had not reacted at all. The Yin Yun that was shackles on the Seven Islands, the nightmare of countless tribesmen, and the cancer that suppressed the wishes of the ancestors, was actually killed so easily!

But it’s a shock, whether it’s unbelievable or unbelievable;

At this moment, both of their hearts were replaced by a great joy, because the more powerful the god and the stronger the faith, the more they pursued hard.

Facing the impermanent nature and facing unknown dangers, the people of the Seven Islands tribe are in great need of new beliefs!

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"I am Storm, and my name is Lugia."

An awe-inspiring and profound divine voice sounded in Boselin's heart;

The sudden sound immediately brought Boselin's thoughts away from the devil and back to reality. She immediately reacted and thought about the words to respond;

"The storm is rising. The Seven Islands Tribe will be renamed the Storm Tribe from now on. We will praise your divine name, listen to your divine will, and devote our lives to accompany you!" Boselin hurriedly cleared her mind of other thoughts and held up her hands. He put his hands together again and replied respectfully.

"Wait, Spokesperson of the Storm." The divine voice sounded again.

"The Storm Tribe is waiting for the spokesperson of Storm." Boselin replied respectfully.

Although she didn't know what "Storm Spokesperson" meant, she still agreed first and would never dare to offend God's will in the slightest.

The next moment, it seemed that she got Boselin's answer. The white figure in the distance waved its wings slightly and disappeared.

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After a long time, while waiting for people to react, everything had returned to normal.

The only thing that makes people sad and regretful is the death of hundreds of soldiers. They left their lives on the main island forever, and they can no longer see the hope brought by their new faith.

What also makes people feel extremely gratified is that the devil is completely dead.

The Seven Island Tribe finally has a promising future!

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"Master Priest, can the gods give you some divine will?!"

"Master Priest, what shall we do next?!"

"My lord, are you alright?"

Gavin, Ryan, and Alor hurried to meet Bosaline and asked hurriedly.

Turning around, looking at the three people covered in blood, Boselin's eyes not only contained sadness and distress, but also contained hope and happiness for the future.

Poseline did not answer immediately, but chose silence;

She is not a warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles. She has experienced many changes and cannot calm down in a short period of time.

After a while, Bosaline answered the three of them;

"Thank you to the three of you for your desperate protection. The God-Calling Ceremony was a success! However, I have to remind you of one thing." Boselin put away the other expressions on her face and said seriously.

All three of them looked puzzled, but the priest had something to say and naturally they did not dare to neglect it;

While no longer speaking, the three of them looked like they were listening respectfully.

"Storm above, starting from today, the Seven Islands Tribe will cease to exist, and we will be renamed the Storm Tribe!" Boselin said solemnly with bright eyes.

"Storm Tribe?! Well, compared to the original Seven Islands, they are much more heroic and pleasing to the ear!"

"Storm, our god, is actually the God of Storm! Well, this sounds powerful and powerful, and the Demon God is indeed no match!"

"Storm, with faith in such a domineering god, the future of the tribe is finally bright! Hahaha!"

When the three of them heard this, they were all amazed at first, and even more deeply moved in their hearts. Then the three of them replied in unison:

"The storm is rising, we must remember the words of the priest!"

"The storm is rising, we must remember the words of the priest!"

"The storm is rising, we must remember the words of the priest!"

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After a while, a strange elf appeared in the sight of everyone in the Storm Tribe.