A big wave is coming.
The Barbarian Race likes to follow the strong, and what they value most in following the strong is honor and prestige. No matter how powerful you are, without prestige and fa, they won’t follow you, because you lack honor.
Undoubtedly, Duncan and Hegel now possess both honor and prestige.
"There are a total of twenty-seven warriors."
"They ca with thirty-six people. When crossing the Howling Strait, they encountered a sea monster and fought with it in the waves, losing nine people."
Hegel’s gaze was full of admiration: "They are brave and fearless warriors."
Able to fight and not afraid of death.
That’s how simple a good warrior is in the eyes of the Barbarian Race.
As for other issues like drunkenness, brawling, and poor discipline, they are not of much importance in their eyes, belonging to trivial matters.
——Anderte Sea Warrior (Primitive Bloodline) (Two-Star to Three-Star).
Duncan nodded slightly and instructed: "Prepare at and wine for them."
"Make sure there’s plenty and they’re full."
As the Oracle of the Lady of Fury was issued, more and more warriors who worship her would arrive one after another. Duncan wasn’t sure how many, as it still depends on whether he and Hegel’s fa is loud enough.
When dealing with these Barbarians, just treat them like Vikings.
Dying in battle is glorious.
The short lives of the Barbarians are only in pursuit of the fleeting brilliance like fireworks.
Originally, Duncan intended to let Crete arrange these people, but unexpectedly, Crete held it in for a long ti and finally released a fart.
"I’m quitting drinking and won."
This burly, honest man had a serious look on his face and glanced over at Ugar not far away, seeming to have been beaten last ti, which made him determined to change and strive hard.
Duncan nodded slowly. Having ambition is a good thing, so he chose another person.
Night fell.
Duncan’s figure ca to the seaside, with Hegel, looking solemn, behind him, and not far away, the sea priests were performing a ritual. Sothing seed to be taking form in the surging waves, which soon turned into seductive forms, the Sea Spirit Bitches manifesting in incarnation form into reality.
Their life forms were sowhat like fragile Lake Fairies.
Hmm.
The dark kind.
Civilization is gradually replacing the barbarism; the gods of the ancient old era are all seeking new transformations. To beco the Gods of Faith, one must have sufficient Faith Source Power. Duncan first targeted the coastal islands, intending to open up the situation along the coast.
Previously, people didn’t act because there was no need; in tis when gods didn’t need faith, they all stayed within the confines of their own civilizations.
A lodious chant began to rise.
As the Sea Spirit Bitches in service of the Lady of Fury erged, a moving wave appeared on the distant sea horizon. On the wave were several massive sea horses, warriors holding tridents in the waves, and a rather exquisite chariot, with several handso Ocean Divine Descendants standing at the center.
They are hybrids from ancient tis.
The lineage of the Ocean Divine Descendants is highly complex, predating human civilization, partly resembling the ocean gods in ancient Greek mythology, partly originating from Vanaheim in Nordic mythology, and so from other places and faiths, descendants of sea gods.
As for their bloodline archetype, it’s the origin of the ocean god lineage in all civilizations and myths.
However, true sea gods rarely erge among them.
As the surging waves cald when approaching the coastline, Duncan turned to glance at Hegel beside him, whose expression was slightly exhilarated; such a grand occasion was sothing he had never witnessed before, and at this mont, he must display the deanor of a Legendary Hero of the Barbarian Race.
Duncan played it big!
Bigger than Hegel had imagined.
Such a spectacle made many Barbarians feel honored. Each one stood tall and proud, as full of killing intent as the millennium-old icy guards on the Great Snow Mountain, their cold gaze forward, not a hint less in montum.
——Ocean Current and Tide Goddess - Okeite (Demigod) (Six-Star Silver Gray).
——Oceanid - Petilla (Divine-like Power) (Five-Star Gold).
——Ocean Divine Descendant (Divine Descendant) (Four-Star to Five-Star).
The entire South Sea region, all the Ocean Divine Descendants ruling various seas, were almost all present.
Those who didn’t co today needn’t bother coming in the future!
Duncan said so.
Behind Duncan, several Sea Spirit Bitches serving the Lady of Fury appeared, and upon their ergence, the priests from the North Sea began to withdraw, directly joining the ranks of other Barbarians.
——Sea Spirit Bitch (Maid of the Lady of Fury) (Otherworld Divine Attendant) (Five-Star Silver Gray to Five-Star Gold)!
A whisper of incantation began to rise.
The Sea Spirit Bitch standing behind Duncan raised her hand, and the surging sea in front imdiately froze into ice. A magnificent crystal ice table then erged on the shoreline.
Witch Gleya stood in place, her face agitated; Pirate Annie Potter stood in silent awe, rely gazing in a daze at Duncan’s back.
Only after genuinely entering mythical legend do they realize their insignificance!
In the eyes of the Divine Race, they are rely sowhat stronger mortals.
But there is one exception, and that is Duncan.
Duncan sat grandly at the head of the table, with Hegel sitting expressionlessly at his side. From his clenched fists, it was apparent that he wasn’t as calm as he appeared.
What hasn’t the emperor of an empire seen!
Take a look at the war in heavens.
Duncan, observing the oncoming kings of the sea domain and Ocean Divine Descendants stepping over the waves, calmly gestured: "Ladies and gentlen, please, have a seat."
Today, he represents the Lady of Fury, the divine chosen, the mortal spokesperson.
With this avatar present, strength is secondary.
Because given the current situation, if the Lady of Fury doesn’t personally support the scene, she won’t need to mix within the circle of gods; no Legendary Hero would charge through battles for her among the mortals anymore.
The sea waves gradually subsided; a radiant Oceanid directly in front stared at Duncan and slowly sat down.
Demigod, Ocean Current Goddess, Okeite, the rightful heir of the Ocean Divine Lineage.
As her figure sat, other Ocean Divine Lineage also took their seats, including an Oceanid whom Duncan had previously t, while more alluring Sea Demons peeked above the water surface towards this side but quickly recoiled, trembling, diving back into the sea.
The boss belongs to the Furious Gods, so Duncan decided not to beat around the bush.
Because the Furious Gods don’t like it; they prefer straightforward, simple, and domineering expressions.
"The Lady of Fury aims to rule this sea domain."
Duncan stood, towering over the Ocean Divine Descendants ahead, and said in a deep voice: "The Coastal Island Countries have already been conquered by us; the deep sea spirits must also convert to the faith of the Lady of Fury."
"Who approves? Who opposes?"
The tone in which he spoke was overwhelmingly domineering, leaving the Barbarians so stunned they were speechless. A group of Barbarians quietly noted, and Hegel took it even more seriously.
This was very honorable.
No matter whether it would be useful in the future, learning cos first.
Easy to learn, hard to master.
In an instant, the distant sea roared and surged.
As if it were the repressed anger of the Ocean Divine Descendants or the terribly delighted laughter of the Lady of Fury!
She loved what Duncan said at this mont.
Thunderous winds arose.
Amid the heavy clouds, a bolt of lightning split the air, projecting the giant silhouette in the sky; it was the reflection of the Furious Gods, who usually appeared in giant visage.
At this mont, other Furious Gods also seed to observe closely from afar; they found this barbarian increasingly to their liking.
The Barbarian Race is well regarded by the Furious Gods.
At this mont, the Ocean Current Goddess slowly opened her mouth: "But you have not yet conquered the Golden Coast."
"That is the core area of the shallows."
It pierced right to the point.
The situation on the Golden Coast was exceedingly complex; although it’s coastal, it’s also an independent pantheon faction, impossible for Duncan to swallow with just this group of people.
But before two giants start a fight, the surrounding small fry are always the first to suffer.
Without a change in expression, Duncan said: "That’s not sothing for you to worry about."
"The Ocean Divine Descendants must convert to the true Sea God!"
Today, he was determined to pose this way; after all, in the end, it was the Lady of Fury who would take the fall. If she didn’t dare shoulder this, what right did she have to contend for the Sea God position?
There can be many War Gods, but the one left standing after the battle is the true War God.
Similarly, there can be many Sea Gods, but the one who unifies the seas is the true Sea God.
The Lady of Fury daring to co forward signifies she’s ready for the divine battle!
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