Since he had the ability of a light prayer, Qin Ze was very sensitive to the smell of pollen and various plants.
Although the fragrance on the high priest was very faint, so faint that he himself did not notice it, he was still caught by Qin Ze.
That was the smell of the fairy.
The fragrance of the fairy was very special, a mixture of various flowers and plants, with roses as the dominant one.
It was this distinct characteristic that made Qin Ze smell it at once.
The high priest had contact with the fairy not long ago, and the two even exchanged opinions fiercely.
It was just a greeting, so the high priest would not have so many smells on his body.
Qin Ze secretly released his mental power, but there was nothing else nearby except an altar for the gods.
Since the last time they parted in Haidu, he has not contacted the fairy again.
After all, he is still in a "dead" state, and he tries to be invisible as much as possible.
Qin Ze took out the communication card and tried to contact, but the message could not be sent out. It seems that there is something blocking the "signal" here.
Apart from the communication card, the only thing left was the key.
No matter where the fairy was, as long as she was alive, she would definitely receive the message.
But if he sent a message in the group, the group would really explode.
Qin Ze suddenly thought, could the anonymous poster on the Ten Thousand Races Forum be the fairy?
"Are you from the Spirit Race?"
Taoist Miao only came back to his senses now.
The Golden Crow mark on the other party's forehead proved his identity as the high priest.
But he was clearly a member of the Spirit Race.
"God of War, what is going on?"
Taoist Miao had no doubt that if the elders of the temple knew about this, they would also doubt their lives.
The high priest was nearly two meters tall and was a burly middle-aged man. The long years of change had not left any traces on him.
He wore a red flame armor, and on his chest was a golden heart mirror, on which was engraved a flying golden crow.
The high priest looked puzzled and put his hands together and said, "I am just a believer of the God of War."
Miao Daoist argued, "But shouldn't the spirit race believe in the goddess of life?"
"The people of Lieyang are believers of the God of War!"
The high priest tilted his head: "Lieyang people?"
Whether it is the spirit race or the Lieyang race, he seems to have heard of it for the first time.
Miao Daoist explained, explaining the bond between each ancient race and the ancient god.
"It is the five ancient races..."
After listening to Miao Daoist's story, the high priest frowned.
"It's ridiculous!"
Miao Daoist was stunned: "You were not like this at that time?"
The high priest said in a deep voice: "Of course not."
"No matter which civilization or world you come from."
"As long as you believe in the God of War, you are a believer of the God of War and can live in the land of faith."
"All beings are equal, what Lieyang tribe and spirit race, I have never heard of it!"
Qin Ze crossed his arms and stood on the front line, starting the melon-eating mode.
According to the high priest, the five ancient tribes did not exist during the period of the gods, or they were not established.
In the long years in the past, the ancient tribes underwent some great changes, which led to the division of the current five ancient tribes and the gods of various beliefs.
Taoist Miao opened his mouth slightly, and the words of the high priest just now brought him a great shock.
He had always thought that only the Lieyang tribe was the people chosen by the God of War, and every Lieyang person was special.
Now that the high priest has knocked them off the altar with a word, it has become the wishful thinking of the Lieyang tribe.
"What year is it outside now?"
Taoist Miao replied: "The divine calendar is 22,000 years."
Qin Ze was a little surprised that the ancient tribe still retained the divine calendar.
This shows that their inheritance has not been interrupted since the period of the gods.
The high priest nodded slightly: "It's the same as what I calculated."
Calculate?
Qin Ze and Taoist Miao looked at each other.
Taoist Miao asked: "Are you calling me?"
The high priest replied: "I am."
"I will open this place in 10,000 years according to the order of the God of War."
Taoist Miao swallowed his saliva, his voice trembling slightly: "The God of War... has fallen?"
The high priest shook his head: "Not sure."
"The intentions of the gods are not something that mortals like us can guess."
Taoist Miao was relieved to hear that the God of War might not be dead.
If the God of War is still alive, he will go to the Lieyang Clan one day, and then he, the Holy Son, will have nothing to do with him.
At that time, he can live the life he wants.
"Is there anything you want to guide me here?"
The high priest pointed to the Golden Crow on his forehead and said: "The Golden Crow transmits sound, a special method of the God's messenger."
"This place is the last place of faith of the God of War, and the inheritance of the God of War is left under the altar."
"The God of War ordered that this place be opened in 10,000 years, and at the same time, the Golden Crow transmits sound, and the inheritor will take the initiative to come to the door."Taoist Miao opened his eyes wide: "The inheritor is... me?"
Qin Ze understood.
The Golden Crow's voice transmission can be understood as a broadcast that spreads throughout the abyss.
But only the inheritor of the God of War can hear it.
So, Taoist Miao did not pick up the wrong child at the beginning, he is the chosen child.
The high priest affirmed: "It's you."
Taoist Miao lowered his eyebrows and muttered to himself: "Why did the God of War choose me?"
"I can't even control the fire of the scorching sun..."
Qin Ze looked around and asked: "Why has this place become like this?"
The only difference between this place and the Zero Alien Land is that there are no wandering corpses.
When he saw the gray fog, he was ready to fight the wandering corpses.
As a result, he walked all the way to the altar and didn't see even a hair of the wandering corpses.
"Who are you?"
The high priest seemed to have just seen Qin Ze.
Taoist Miao introduced: "He is my..."
Qin Ze said first: "Follower, I am the follower of the Son of God."
Taoist Miao looked at Qin Ze in confusion, he was just about to say "friend".
The high priest looked Qin Ze up and down: "You are qualified to be the follower of the inheritor."
Qin Ze pulled the corner of his mouth.
No wonder he can be in the same world with the stone.
The high priest said immediately: "There used to be hundreds of thousands of believers here, but unfortunately times have changed."
"Because there has been no response from the God of War for thousands of years, some people began to waver in their faith in the God of War."
"They coveted the inheritance of the God of War, and even a war broke out for this."
"I led the last believers to guard the altar, and when the war was over, I was the only one left alive."
The high priest sighed heavily, his tone lonely.
"Now I am almost exhausted, but fortunately my mission is complete."
The high priest raised his head and smiled freely: "You go to accept the inheritance of the God of War, and I should return to dust and reunite with my old friends who fought side by side."
Miao Daoist's eyes were red when he heard this: "Your sincerity will be remembered forever by the people of Lieyang!"
The high priest said lightly: "My duty is over. As for the changes outside now, I believe the gods will have their own conclusions."
Qin Ze raised his right hand: "I have one last question."
"Besides us, have you seen anyone else?"