At the conclusion of the feast, clad in a fur coat, Sushingu stood at top a towering altar, gazing at the newly joined members and proclaimed loudly.

Centuries ago, the night tribe was a mere assembly of a few hundred individuals, their warriors feeble, unable to hunt magical beasts, relying solely on agriculture and fishing for survival.

And now the population of the night tribe has burgeoned to several hundred thousand.

You may not grasp the magnitude of this number.

I can assure you prior to this, the most formidable tribe along the Red River, the giant tiger tribe, boasted around 40,000 members.

While our night tribe now numbers an astounding 430,000, which is equivalent to 10 giant tiger tribes.

As Sushing Yu delivered his erration, the audience below reacted with a spectrum of emotions.

Some felt pride.

Others were overcome with fear.

Yet the prevailing sentiment was one of sheer astonishment.

Before the rise of the night tribe, the giant tiger tribe was the most powerful tribe along the upper and lower reaches of the Red River, possessing over 40,000 members and nearly 5,000 valiant warriors.

The might of the Giant Tiger Tribe was renowned throughout the Black Soil Plains.

Whenever the Giant Tiger Tribe stirred, all other tribes would tremble in trepidation, fearful of becoming their next target.

Now, with the chieftain of a night tribe declaring that they are larger than 10 giant tiger tribes, how could this not evoke shock and dismay? As for the veracity of his words, the crowd below deemed them true.

The chieftain had no reason to deceive them.

Do you understand why our nightclan has risen so swiftly? Sushingu observed the reactions of the gathered people, a smile gracing his lips as he raised both hands skyward.

It is because our Knight clan is under the protection of a divine being.

Not merely the totem of your clans, but a true deity greater than any existence in this world, possessing dominion over the very essence of reality, capable of altering the fabric of existence itself.

Under the luminous moonlight, Sushing Yu held his hands aloft, shouting passionately, resembling a madman.

A deity? What constitutes a deity? Is it merely the name of a totem? If we too were to venerate a deity, might we become as formidable as the warriors of the nightclan? The clans folk below did not grasp the concept of a deity.

They merely perceived it as a mightier totem.

In the tribes of the black earth plains, a totem is revered, often lending its name to the clan itself.

For instance, the Tiger clan worships a magnificent striped tiger, while the Bull clan venerates a being with the head of a bull and the body of a man.

Thus, even after hearing Sue's Zingi's proclamation, the crowd regarded deity simply as a more powerful totem.

As for the metrics of totemic strength, naturally, they're measured by the might of the clans.

A robust clan boasts a powerful totem, while a weaker clan is associated with a lesser totem.

Some clans folk had not yet relinquished their previous beliefs, feeling a twinge of discontent at Sue's zingious words.

However, the undeniable strength of the Knight Clan left them unable to voice their descent.

The straightforward warriors were unconcerned with such complexities they were solely focused on battle.

Although they could not fully comprehend the words of the new chieftain, they felt an exhilarating surge of bloodlust, yearning to join the original Knight clan in their conquests along the Red River.

Amidst the tumult below, the skies suddenly darkened as ominous clouds obscured the radiant moon, plunging the night clan into utter darkness.

Before the crowd could panic, an overwhelming presence emanated from the altar, enveloping all in its vastness as though they were plummeting into an abyss.

Their breaths constricted beneath the weight of an insurmountable mountain.

In the next moment, a vision of a divine being possessing an infinite form materialized in their minds.

The sun and moon were its eyes, the mountains and rivers its lifeblood.

To open one's eyes was to behold day.

To close them was to embrace night.

The very air it exhaled birth gales that swept across the land.

As it traversed the earth, the world trembled in response.

My name is Only an incomprehensible utterance lingered in their minds, awakening them from their stuper, and they hastily knelt, bowing their heads.

The members of the nightclan led the fervent cries, "Hail the eternal night king.

Our lord is eternal.

Hail the eternal night king.

Praise the everlasting deity.

" The newly joined clans folk hesitated momentarily before joining in the fervent exclamations.

As the moon reemerged, its silvery light illuminated the prostrate figures.

Gazing at the kneeling crowd, Sue's zingious lips curled into a slight smile.

Then he proclaimed, "As long as you join the nightclan, you shall all receive the protection of the eternal knight king.

Before the crowd could react, he spoke again.

" "To fight for the king is not to embrace the end with death, even if one should fall on the battlefield.

As long as valor is displayed, there exists the chance to earn the king's favor.

ascend to the divine realm and transform into an immortal guardian.

As his words echoed, a towering shadow over 3 meters in height and exuding an aura of authority suddenly materialized behind Sue Shingu.

The shadow waved its hand forward, unleashing a myriad of pure liquid that cascaded down like a gentle rain, merging into the crowd.

Each warrior who absorbed the liquid erupted with a formidable presence, their power elevated.

praised the eternal knight.

The warriors gazes ignited with fervor, instantly transformed into devout acolytes of the divine.

Nothing could evoke a greater sense of the divine's might than the enhancement of their own strength.

What an extraordinary force it was.

Witnessing the power of the divine, the onlookers hesitated no longer, choosing unanimously to join the night tribe, their minds free of previous distractions.

At that moment they held but one thought to delight the lord of eternal night through battle.

Welcome everyone to the night tribe.

Let us fight together for eternal night.

As the shadow behind him dissipated, Sushing Yu spoke slowly.

Fight for eternal night.

Fight for eternal night.

Fight for eternal night.

The resounding voices surged into the heavens, akin to a tiger breaking free from its cage and a dragon poised to soar from the meer.

Chapter 3.

I am the deity.

I still have some matters to attend to, so I'll leave the trib's affairs to you.

After determining the general development direction of the tribe, Su Shingu left the elders, who were looking at each other in confusion and went into seclusion alone.

The senior members of the Knight tribe were already used to this.

Their leader would occasionally disappear for a while, only to reappear later with the blessings of the eternal Knight King, making the tribe even stronger.

As the population of the Knight tribe grew, so did the number of matters to handle and the leader's absence only made things worse.

If nothing unexpected happens, most of the senior members would have to work overtime for a while.

Fortunately, Sushingu had already outlined the general development route, so they only needed to follow the plan step by step, otherwise it would truly be a pain.

After discussing for a while and assigning tasks, everyone went home to handle their affairs.

Sushingu arrived at the center of the tribe in front of the divine hall that had consumed vast resources to construct as the iconic building of the night tribe.

Its defenses were extremely tight with guards stationed at all times.

At the entrance of the hall stood two teams of warriors clad in pitch black armor, the most elite fighters of the night tribe, each possessing at least second tier strength.

Leader, the headgard stepped forward and respectfully greeted him.

Sushing nodded and walked toward the hall, saying as he went, "I need to pray to the king.

Keep watch here and don't let anyone disturb me.

As you command, leader.

" The headguard nodded respectfully and immediately sent the surrounding guards to patrol the hall and seal off the area to prevent anyone from approaching.

Sushingu pushed open the great door of the temple and walked straight in, arriving at the deepest part of the hall.

In the center of the hall was a fountain pool behind which stood a statue of a deity over a meter tall entirely black in color with a tall and robust figure obscured features holding a shield in its left hand and a sword in its right.

This was the dark deity worshiped by the night tribe the eternal night king.

Sushingu sat down against the statue slowly closing his eyes in a pitch black ink like mysterious space.

It felt as if he was at the bottom of an abyss devoid of any light in the center of the space.

No, it should be.

He slowly opened his eyes, weariness evident in his dark gaze.

Matt, it's finally over.

Returning to his own lair, Sushingu felt a sense of relief and let out a long sigh.

Indeed, Sushingu played two roles.

He was the leader of the night tribe and also the deity worshiped by the tribe.

Sushingu was not a native of this world.

About two and a half years ago, a great upheaval swept across the globe.

A powerful being brought all humanity into this space and generously granted them a precious divine status, enabling them to ascend to godhood.