"Comoros, why are you back alone? Dax and the others?" The one guarding the village gate was a thirty-year-old uncle who looked more heroic. If he was in the world before Wang Yuan, with his handsome face and strong muscles, this uncle could fascinate a large number of girls.

Comoros looked at the man in front of him. He knew this man. His name was Jacques. He was also a captain of the village guard team. He was also an official of the village. He was very popular among the village and was said to have been designated as the next village chief. He and Dax, who was a hunting team, were also very good friends.

Thinking of this, Comoros sneered: "Dax, he has violated the great Negri and has died in pain in the midst of the epidemic."

"Comoros, what are you talking nonsense, please stop joking." Jacques narrowed his eyes and said very seriously.

"Why are you kidding?" Comoros said toughly: "Dax shot and killed the messenger of the great Negri without regard for his taboos, causing an epidemic. If I hadn't prayed to Negri in time and asked for forgiveness, the epidemic would have spread in the village now!"

"Comoros, you..." Jacques wanted to say something, but he saw Comoros uttering those words to the villagers who had gathered over the quarrel of the two.

"Enough, don't talk nonsense without evidence!" Jacques interrupted Comoros' statement. He could not accept the unclear death of his friend. He would not believe the so-called Negri.

Comoros looked at Jacques with anger on his face and swallowed. The other party was tall and taller than him. If the other party had come to him so angry in the past, he would probably not be able to speak.

But now it is different. Behind him is the great Negri standing. Thinking of Negri's magic, Comoros straightened his back and shouted respectfully: "Evidence, please ask the two Gods to envoy."

"It's pretty good." Wang Yuan stood in the distance, and had a look at Comoros' performance, so he controlled two crows to fly over the branches and hovered over them, staring at the villagers with dark eyes.

"These two are the envoys of the great Negri. I am here to read out the wills they bring. Jacques, if you dare to stop it, it doesn't matter if you die of an epidemic, don't involve our village!"

Seeing two pitch-black crows hovering above them, the villagers felt a sense of fear. The culture of divine name, Nagri, penetrated into all aspects of their lives. Just say believe it, that's it, say not, and you will still believe it once something happens.

Now the two Negri believers are hovering over the sky, combining Comoros' words, how can others not believe it? So they look at Jacques in a wrong way. They are not afraid of ten thousand, but afraid of what if they are really infected.

Jacques also looked at the two crows, and he also felt the gazes of the villagers around him. He wanted to shoot the two crows with a bow and arrow, but he was sure that if he did the action of pulling the bow, someone would definitely come out to stop him.

"Dax and his fellow shooters of Negri, angering the great Negri. Originally, He wanted to bring down the plague to the village and make no grass grow in the village dead in pain. However, the great Negri let us go, but we need to offer our foreheads and help Him cultivate new messengers."

In the customs of the Cauchy people, giving the consciousness of the forehead is to surrender to the Qi and give everything to him.

"Comoros, are you sure what you said is true?" Suddenly a voice sounded, and an old man with a cane and a smile on his face came over with the help of a girl.

"Village Chief." Comoros's expression changed. If he dared to talk back hard against Jacques, then he would be a little afraid to lie about this village chief who has great prestige in the village. This is a fixed thinking that has been formed over a long period of time.

"What I said is true. If I don't want Negri to offer my forehead and help the great Negri cultivate messengers, then the plague will definitely come to the village. I am all for the good of the village, and what I say is true." Comoros said stubbornly.

"I understand, but this kind of thing cannot be decided at once. We need to discuss it for a while." The village chief said with a smile. With his life experience, it is easy to see that Comoros's words must have exaggerated lies.

But Negri's messenger cannot do it, and this matter must be treated carefully. So the village chief smiled and said, "Let's do this, let's hold a meeting later and discuss, how about you and the two Gods' envoys come here too?"

"This..." Comoros was stunned. After all, he was just a fifteen-year-old boy. The village chief treated him so kindly that he couldn't think of any refutation.

Wang Yuan shook his head aside. Comoros was still too young and was frightened so easily. Once he honestly took the crow to hold that meeting, his momentum would disappear all of a sudden. Even if there was really Nagri, Comoros would be eaten tightly. At that time, there would be very little right to get it. At most, help raise some crows. It is basically impossible to sacrifice.

So Wang Yuan took action, and several creatures that looked like rats rushed out directly. Their skin rotted, exposed flesh and blood, made an unpleasant scream, and rushed towards the old village chief. Comoros also had a sudden pain in his body and fell to the ground.

The mice jumped directly to the old village chief and kept gnawing. With the old village chief's old and weak body, they fell to the ground and screamed. Even though he was of high position and power, he was the only one in this village. However, in the face of this attack, he was no different from ordinary people, and even weaker than ordinary people.

"Grandpa! Come and help!" The girl next to him quickly helped slap the mice, but she let out her hand with a painful cry. There was a bright red wound on her hand, so she shouted to the person next to her.

"Don't go over." Comoros lay on the ground and shouted in pain: "The Nar beasts all carry the curse of Negri. Once they are bitten, they will be infected with the disease. The village chief's words angered the great Negri, and therefore they are punished. If you go to help, they will only continue to anger Negri."

Seeing that the village chief who was once full of majestic death so miserably in front of him, Comoros completely realized that in front of the great Nag, all village chiefs were insignificant things.

The people around who were originally going to help stopped and avoided the village chief and the bitten girl from afar.

"The effect was initially achieved!" Wang Yuan said with a smile. Fortunately, he prepared a backup plan. After the mice were infected with bacteria, they had no resistance to Wang Yuan's consciousness information. Unlike crows, this is a disposable product. It is estimated that they will die in half a day.

But it was enough. After establishing this power, probably not many people in the village would dare to resist themselves, except for that Jacques.

Thinking of this, Wang Yuan looked at the man who clenched his fists.
Chapter completed!