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Chapter 1

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"Children, the great Lord of the Gray Fog, the King of the Endless Tides, the Lord of the Seven Seas is watching us!"

"It's time to show our bravery and kill these heretics!"

On the wide shallow beach, Lin Xiao, who was about 1.78 meters tall, kicked up a circle of fine sand with his feet. He held a wooden bone knife in each hand and leaped high into the air. He nimbly twisted his body in midair and dodged the bone fork that was piercing toward him. He then ruthlessly stabbed his knife into the bulging eye of a lobsterman in front of him. His strength far exceeded that of an ordinary person's, and it went deep into the eye socket. He cut open the shell of the lobsterman's head on the spot. Yellow and red brain tissue sprayed all over the ground and was washed into the sea by the rising tide.

He kicked the Lobster Man's corpse away, and a strange cry came from behind him.

"Lord of the Gray Fog, kill these heretics!"

A large group of Lobster Men, who were only about 1.12 meters tall and covered in small gray scales, passed by him, waving all kinds of harpoons and bone forks. They screamed and rushed toward the remaining nine Lobster Men on the other side of the beach.

Compared to the height of the Lobster Men, these Lobster Men were about 1.67 meters tall. They were covered in a thick layer of carapace, and both their size and defense were superior.

Unfortunately, there were too few of them. Seventy to eighty Lobster Men swarmed together, and even an ant could bite an elephant to death.

Lin Xiao did not stay idle. He caught up quickly after catching his breath, and after a few steps, he rushed to one of the encirclement and shouted.

"Get out of the way!"

A few of the Lobster Men moved aside tacitly. Lin Xiao used the momentum of his leap to pounce forward, and stabbed his knife into the Lobster Man's hard carapace before quickly retreating. The Lobster Men surrounded him quickly.

Lin Xiao did not stop to catch his breath. He rushed toward another Lobsterman without stopping. Halfway through, he turned around and threw the bone knife in his hand at another Lobsterman that was surrounded from afar. He saved a murloc that was almost stabbed to death by a fork.

But the injured Lobster Man went berserk, and he stabbed at the head of a Lobster Man, and the bone pierced more than ten centimeters into the bone.

"F * ck! Another one died. "

Lin Xiao cursed inwardly, feeling powerless to complain about the pitiful combat strength of his clan tribe.

However, even though he was speechless, he still pulled himself together and charged forward. Using his combat power and skills that far exceeded those of his race, he killed another two lobstermen. He killed another two and saved the situation seven times. It took him a whole half an hour to kill the remaining lobstermen one by one after saving the situation seven times and paying the price of six dead and eight injured.

When the last Lobsterman was killed, many of the Grey Mist Fishmen cheered and pounced on the Lobsterman's corpse. One of them grabbed the chopped off Lobsterman's hand and wanted to bite it, but Lin Xiao punched him and sent him flying into the sand.

He completely ignored the Murloc and reached out to grab a Lobster Man's corpse, raised it high, and roared towards the sky.

"The great Lord of the Grey Mist has granted us the power to defeat our enemies. Tonight, we shall offer these spoils of war to the great Lord of the Grey Mist!"

Immediately, some of the Grey Mist Fishmen shouted in agreement.

"Lord of the Grey Mist!"

This was Bighead, the one with the highest degree of faith among all the clan tribes.

After saying that, Lin Xiao dragged the lobsterman's corpse to the other end of the beach. As he walked, he thought to himself,

As he walked, he said, "Open the panel."

Immediately, a light screen that only he could see popped up in front of him, displaying a series of data.

God Interface:

User Name: Lin Xiao (Citizen Code: txwd 542154895147)

Real Name: Cyberlex Mayer

God Name: Lord of the Grey Mist, King of the Endless Tides, Lord of the Seven Seas

Divinity: None

Divine Position: None

Divinity: 1

Divine Fire: Unignited

Divine Power: 1

Divine Extraordinary Power: Tide Summoning.

Divine Realm: Grey Mist Sea

Sect: Fishmen Ancestral God

Believer: Grey Mist Fishmen

Profession: None

Faith Points: 14,425

"Not bad!"

Lin Xiao's gaze skipped over the first few lines and landed on the Faith Points section at the end. Compared to the previous 14,347, it had increased by about 70 to 80 points.

Then, with a thought, he landed on the Sect interface below the panel. The light screen flashed, and a second light screen popped up.

Sect interface:

Sect: Fishmen Ancestral God

Holy Emblem: Fishman with a spear surrounded by seawater

Belief: Ancestor worship (primitive religion)

Voter: Not selected (Requires 10 Divine Power)

Divine Arts: Level 1 Underwater Breathing, Level 1 Underwater Acceleration, Level 1 Seawater Essence

Priest: Not selected

Believer: Fanatic 1, Devout 14, True Believer 33, Pan-Believer 59

"Two more True Believers, not bad."

Lin Xiao smacked his lips and looked at the other race interface.

Race interface

Race: Grey Mist Fishmen

Type: Sub-human

Level: Low-level race

Profession: None

Talent: Underwater Breathing

Skills: None

Specialty: Beginner Swimming

Physique: 0.6 (Adult human: 1 point)

Strength: 0.5 (Even an 80-year-old man can surpass you in a burst of strength.)

Agility: 0.41.1 (On land and in water)

Spirit: 0.4 (Even genetic mutation can't make you a spellcaster)

Evaluation: An extremely weak aquatic race.

There wasn't much to see on the race interface. Lin Xiao had seen it countless times, and it hadn't changed at all after so many years. However, there was a surprise on the stats panel of the army. There were a total of 107 Grey Mist Fishmen, and there were two yellow plus signs. This meant that these two Grey Mist Fishmen had accumulated enough battle experience and could level up.

He immediately focused his consciousness on these two Fishmen with yellow plus signs. Immediately, a layer of faint light appeared on the two Fishmen behind his eyes, and they were immediately distinguished from the other Fishmen.

"I'll level up when I get back!"

Lin Xiao was in a good mood. The depression from the death of seven Fishmen had faded a lot.

Life and death were fated, and riches were up to the heavens. It was common for such a weak race to die in battle. Lin Xiao had only used half a year to go from being cautious and afraid of death to now being used to it.

There was a murloc tribe at the end of the beach less than a kilometer away from the battlefield. The Grey Mist murloc used crushed seashells and sand, then mixed them with the flesh and blood of the fishes they caught. They built houses made of sand.

Of course, it wasn't the Fishmen who came up with this. With the pitiful brain capacity of the Grey Mist Fishmen, there was no way they could have thought of this. Of course, it was the wise, handsome, and handsome Lord of the Grey Mist, Lord Lin Xiao, who taught it to himself in the name of God, and then taught it to the Grey Mist Fishmen.

When he returned to the tribe, the dozen or so old Fishmen who stayed in the tribe welcomed him with joy. They carried the spoils of war back to the tribe, and that night, Lin Xiao hosted a 'grand' sacrificial ceremony.

"The great Lord of the Grey Mist, King of the Endless Tides, Lord of the Seven Seas.

"The creator of all things in the world, the supreme one, the propagator of civilization.

"The creator of the Grey Mist Fishmen, the ancestor."

When he read this, Lin Xiao still felt a little ashamed even though he had read it many times.

However, when he remembered that this was related to the faith of his clan, he gritted his teeth for a long time, endured the shame, and continued reading.

"The great being who protects us and allows us to survive and reproduce.

"Sebolex Mayer.

"We offer sacrifices here, as well as our devout faith," Ye Zichen said.

At this point, Lin Xiao's voice suddenly became louder, and he prayed with a voice that ordinary Fishmen couldn't make.

"The great Lord of the Grey Mist, please accept our sacrifices and grant our brave warriors greater power!"

As he spoke, he picked up the corpse of a Lobster Man beside him and threw it onto the altar. A dozen Fishmen Warriors who were stronger than their companions lifted the corpse and carried it onto the altar. Then, Lin Xiao grabbed a bone staff and began to dance the Maori War Dance that he had created with a fanatical expression.

Influenced by him, the Grey Mist Fishmen beside the altar also began to dance the familiar war dance around the altar.

At this moment, the leader of the murlocs who was dancing the war dance like a fanatic suddenly paused and returned to its original state. However, at a level where no one noticed, a golden light that contained a mysterious aura soared into the sky and turned into a golden human figure in the sky above the tribe. From the looks of it, it was a handsome human youth.

The golden figure was surrounded by a layer of mysterious energy, and it was so blurry that no one could see it clearly.

Lin Xiao looked around. The divine domain was five kilometers long and 3.5 kilometers wide, and he could see through it with a single glance. The vast divine domain was silent at night, and only the Grey Mist Fishmen Tribe had a few lights and sounds.

This small tribe of slightly more than a hundred Fishmen was Lin Xiao's entire clan. There were a total of twelve Level-1 Fishmen Warriors and ninety-five Level-0 Fishmen.

Yes, there was also the Lord of the Grey Mist, who was about 1.78 meters tall and was a giant in the eyes of the other Grey Mist Fishmen.

"Open the race interface!"

The familiar screen popped up, and Lin Xiao found the military statistics interface with familiarity. He found the two Level-0 Fishmen with yellow plus signs. Reaching out his finger, which was glowing faintly with a golden light, he tapped on them. Two hundred Faith points disappeared, and the two Level-0 Fishmen were promoted to Level-1 Grey Mist Warriors.

He tapped on them, and it was reflected in reality when two golden lights shot out from the center of the altar and hit the two Fishmen who were cheering around the altar. In the next second, the two Fishmen suddenly roared, and their bodies grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In less than ten seconds, the two Fishmen grew from 1.1 meters to 1.2 to 1.3 meters. They were a head taller than their fellow Fishmen, and they were also stronger. At the same time, the color of their scales became darker, and their defense was higher.

After being stunned for a moment, the two Fishmen Warriors who had just completed their promotion came back to their senses. They immediately knelt down in front of the altar that represented the Lord of the Grey Mist and madly praised it.

In the sky, Lin Xiao directly filtered out the praises that he had heard countless times. He was now focused on the line of Faith that represented the two Fishmen in his sea of consciousness. The line of Faith that represented the two Fishmen had become thicker. They had changed from True Believers to Devout Believers, and the Faith points they provided per day had increased from 0.2 to 1. It had increased by five times.

Apart from that, fifteen true believers and three additional devout believers were born after witnessing their kind being bestowed with power by the Lord of the Grey Fog right under their noses.

As a result, the number of Devout Believers in Lin Xiao's clan had increased to 19, and True Believers had increased to 43. The Faith points provided per day had increased by a lot.

This was the main reason why he did not promote on the spot, but rather during the sacrificial ceremony. What better way to increase the Faith of his believers than to personally perform a miracle?

Although this was not a miracle and was just an ordinary promotion of a troop class, as a professional player of Investiture of the Gods, this kind of operation had become instinctive.

Satisfied, Lin Xiao closed the interface and glanced at the Divine Territory that belonged to him one last time. With a thought, he turned into a golden light and disappeared into the sky.

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