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Chapter 831 [830] Beginning the Promotion to Totem King

Five days later.

More than 200,000 captives from the Blue Stone Tribe were escorted to Dawn City.

A once-renowned medium-sized tribe disappeared from the face of the earth.

Several days passed.

A grand conversion ceremony commenced.

After various overt and covert screenings, the captives who arrived at the Dawn Tribe generally chose to accept conversion.

Or rather, they didn't dare not to accept.

There was no way around it.

The magic musket was like a terrifying nightmare, leaving the captives without the slightest will to resist.

Of course.

The promise of "never sacrificing the living" was also a crucial factor.

In addition.

Black Stone, as a meritorious marksman in this battle, received the "blessing" of the Great Elder, completing a triple promotion.

He skipped the "squad leader" and "senior squad leader" ranks, and was directly promoted to the rank of vice commandant of the Second Magic Musket Legion.

Besides that.

Black Stone received another great benefit – the privilege of observing the ceremony.

Initially, when he received the order, he merely regarded it as a kind of honor and did not know what the observation really meant.

After the conversion ceremony began.

The first batch of one thousand captives lined up and arrived in front of the totem pole.

"The ceremony begins!"

A loud voice instantly spread throughout the area.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

The first captive walked tremblingly towards the totem pole.

A beautiful female priest reminded him with a smile: "My brother, cut your finger and smear the blood on the surface of the totem pole!"

Black Stone stood fifty meters away, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly when he heard the words "cut".

He knew at once that the higher-ups were going to play a little trick to win people's hearts.

Sure enough.

The captive was stunned for a moment.

Because he didn't carry any knives, nor had anyone notified him.

But this captive immediately came up with an idea.

He lowered his head slightly, placed his finger on the top of a sharp corner, and prepared to forcibly pierce his finger.

Just then.

"Buzz!"

The tall totem pole trembled slightly.

A small, emerald green bud emerged, instantly swelling several times in size, and then a green branch was drawn out, with a fruit at the top.

The captive was immediately stunned.

The female priest reminded again: "Take off the fruit and peel it open."

The captive quickly replied: "Okay."

Black Stone glanced at the fruit and muttered in his heart: "It's probably another dagger."

When he participated in the conversion ceremony, he was given a dagger by the totem pole, and like other converts, he regarded the dagger as a souvenir to carry with him.

However.

The reality was different from what he imagined.

After the fruit was peeled open.

A metal thorn strip, about the length of a middle finger, was revealed.

The surface texture of this object was the same as real thorns, except that there was a spike at the top, and the rest were blunt thorns.

The captive was immediately stunned.

Black Stone smacked his lips, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.

Compared to a dagger.

He preferred the thorn strip.

Because this thing was more exquisite.

Black Stone muttered in his heart again: "Praise the Great Elder!"

Because he had realized that the totem pole seemed to have become more powerful.

Otherwise, how could it create small objects comparable to works of art?

Without a doubt.

All of this was definitely inseparable from the Great Elder.

The female priest smiled and said: "This is an item given to you by the totem pole, use it to pierce your finger."

The captive "ah"ed and came back to his senses, holding the thorn spike with an excited expression, piercing his finger, squeezing out a drop of blood, and smearing it on the surface of the totem pole.

The next moment.

The blood was completely absorbed.

"Buzz～"

The totem pole shook again.

The captive's eyes widened as if they were about to fall out.

Originally, he was skeptical about the so-called "never sacrificing the living".

Because it was common knowledge that outsiders who wanted to join the tribe had to sacrifice their blood relatives.

But now, he completely believed it.

Because he instantly sensed that he had established some kind of wonderful connection with the totem pole.

And this was a connection that surpassed the totem pole of the Blue Stone Tribe.

This showed that the effect of smearing blood was far stronger than sacrificing blood relatives.

This was a complete subversion of cognition.

The female priest smiled slightly and said a sentence that had been repeated tens of thousands of times: "My brother, welcome home!"

The captive couldn't help but kneel down and kiss the ground.

He sincerely converted.

On the other side.

Just as the totem pole trembled.

Black Stone also trembled involuntarily.

He vaguely felt that some kind of strange change had occurred in his sea of ​​spirit.

However, due to his relatively low strength and weak mental power, he did not know what kind of change this was.

After a while.

The crowd suddenly stirred.

Many people raised their heads and looked at the upper part of the totem pole.

Black Stone noticed this scene and subconsciously followed suit.

What he saw.

A bulge actually appeared at the top of this extremely rare "trident" totem pole, as if it was gestating something.

Black Stone's heart "thumped" and an astonishing thought popped into his head: "Could it be that the totem pole is about to advance?"

At this time.

The female priest shouted in a timely manner: "Please be quiet, everyone!"

Although she was calling for silence, her pretty face clearly showed excitement.

*

Far away.

Just as the first captive smeared blood.

"Crack!"

Cheng Han heard a faint cracking sound.

He couldn't help but sigh: "It's started!"

The promotion of the Totem King, after preparation, finally began.

Behind him.

A giant totem shadow, more than fifty meters high, quickly emerged.

When the blood was smeared on it, the totem shadow shrank slightly, but its aura strengthened.

Cheng Han planned to use the totem pole as the core, and use the law of infinitesimals to break through the Totem King's barrier in one fell swoop.

For every convert, the gathered power of the world increased.

This was an unprecedented path, and also a revolutionary path.

*

Dawn City.

The conversion ceremony began to accelerate.

Due to the large number of captives, in order to save time and improve efficiency, the female priest ordered eight captives to step forward and smear blood at the same time.

Every time a wave of captives completed the conversion, the bulge on the totem pole would increase.

After the first batch of one thousand captives completed the ceremony, the bulge grew to half a meter long.

The entire tribe was a sensation.

Even a fool could see that something big was about to happen.

Black Stone couldn't care less about paying attention to this.

He increasingly clearly sensed that his sea of ​​spirit seemed to be undergoing an incredible transformation.

For every convert, the transformation would accelerate a little.

Black Stone recalled that strange dream cycle, couldn't help but clenched the magic musket, and recited a sentence with incomparable piety: "Great Great Elder, thank you for your gift!"

He thought this was a gift from the Great Elder.

In reality, it was not.

*

Far away.

The totem shadow behind Cheng Han had already collapsed by about one-twentieth, but its aura had increased by more than 20%.

He sighed with satisfaction: "As expected of the Child of the World."

The "Child of the World" in this sentence naturally refers to Black Stone.

Cheng Han used the connection between Black Stone and the totem pole, and then relied on the law of infinitesimals to gather more power of the world.

If the Child of the World was not present, the gathered power would be at least 40% less.

The effect was so amazing, what else could he be if not the Child of the World?

Since he had another Child of the World under his command, why not make good use of him?

Therefore.

Cheng Han divided a little extra benefit, about one in 300,000, as Black Stone's reward.

This was not stingy.

But with this guy's strength, he could only accommodate so little.