Savad carefully passed through the woods. The surrounding dense forest vegetation grew extremely tall, covering the sun, and the heavy moisture, the muddy land all gave people a feeling of almost suffocation.

Jacob Island is located on a key road, convenient and has an excellent climate. However, it is located in the south. Due to various early agreements, the island is still quite primitive.

Especially the road leading to the Jacob tribe, there is almost no way, but you can only point out a simple and rough direction. Whether the remaining specifics can be smoothly reached into other people's tribes or to the village they want depends entirely on luck.

But Savad knew that since the priest had made the decision to hunt, even if he was not sure who was actually the one who had divided his storm power, he had to kill the person before the other party woke up.

Because supreme power comes from the power of the gift from the gods, if it is handed over to the wrong person, it will have quite terrible consequences. At that time, no matter the kingdom or even human beings will be destroyed.

The consequences of the tragic consequences of many women's kindness have been written in the book. Although Savard was unwilling to kill people, he was even more unwilling to leave his own devils for thousands of years... Anyway, the people of the Jacob tribe were called cannibal tribes in their early years, so he treated them as his own way for heaven and strangled their sins in the cradle.

"The climate and terrain of the sky are killing! It's also a blessing for them to have the patience and time to slowly waste it!" Savad used his storm power to cut down the trees and shrubs around him one by one, cursing, which was completely different from the solemn and solemn appearance at the Storm Church before, or the extremely respectful look to his predecessors.

The young man's eyebrows were thin and sharp, and his eyes looked particularly gloomy. Although it was due to the environment, Savardo's previous living environment, even though he had been to many remote and desolate places due to training, he had never acted or performed tasks in such places.

Especially when he was dressed in the costume of a storm priest, he had already been bitten by branches and various mosquitoes. Savardo believed that even if he stood back on the main altar of the church again, no one could recognize that he was the pride of heaven back then.

"But it doesn't matter... When I kill that guy who dares to compete with me, sooner or later all the honors will be encouraged on me!" Savardo repeatedly cheered himself up, while thinking that the Jacob who dared to fight with him for the Lord of the Storm was about to fall into a pool of blood and was full of strength.

So what if faith changes to their Storm Church?

As the Great Priest said, these people did not really want to surrender to the Storm Church. At most, they wanted to take advantage of the Storm Lord's reputation and gain a foothold. Every year, they would be pitiful and depressed. If the Great Priest had not been merciful, the things these people handed over in a year were not as good as one percent of the other places, it would be enough for the Storm Lord to give up on them.

But these people don’t know how to be content, and they always think that the people in their Storm Church are always making things difficult for them. If he really wants to make things difficult, how could they let them go back safely every time?

"The priest is right. This is a group of ungrateful guys who don't know how to repay kindness at all... Even if they really kill them, it doesn't matter. I'm still accumulating blessings for my master anyway." Savad murmured to himself, and continued to cut down round after round in the dense forest alone.

However, in the corner where he did not notice, there was a vine curling slightly and unfolding, looking straight towards Savador, then slowly bent down before almost being discovered, and then slowly evacuated.

Lou Ning stood in the square in the village, behind her was the villagers of Jacob who were trying to learn new self-defense from her. She closed her eyes and controlled the plants in the dense forest through her power of Shennong, giving a comprehensive look for the uninvited guests.

"Have you seized the power of the Lord of the Storm?" Lou Ning has adapted well in the new world these days, and has finally figured out how many complex beliefs, how many humans, and how many strange races are rampant in this world.

She had some doubts about this whether it had anything to do with the power of rebirth, but she was still confused and did not know whether these existences that should be called gods were really her own people.

If so, based on her previous understanding, they wouldn't be like people who would do such things.

"But since you will be robbed, it means that you are not as skilled as others. You have never thought about working hard to improve your affinity or strength. Instead, you just want to kill your competitors all day long?" Lou Ning was also drunk with the logic of Sawador and the Grand Priest. He really didn't expect that they were already known as one of the biggest beliefs in the world at present, and the logic of thinking was still so touching.

"But who in our entire tribe and the people in the village has a sense of storm power this time?" Although Lou Ning had also considered that the person Savader said would be himself, after all, the time he sensed was not much different from the time he appeared on Jacob Island.

But after observing for so many days, Lou Ning clearly confirmed that her power of Shennong did not mutate because of traveling to such a magical place... So after talking seriously, she felt that it shouldn't mean to her.

But Yafeng and others also looked very ordinary, and they just used their physical talents to play their normal roles. Of course, after these days of careful polishing, their strength has also increased rapidly. I think it will take not long before, and when their iron smelting technology gradually increases, they can match them with good weapons without relying on everything outside.

"Mr. Lou Ning, please accept our progress today!" The young man Ya'an made great progress. He was originally a smart young man. If it weren't for too many mental thoughts and the conditions at home were not so good, he owed a lot of money to the nobles outside, which made him thin and too much effort to use force.

However, now he has gradually caught up with Lou Ning's footsteps, and it is no longer a big problem to even raise Lou Ning's three-point strength for three minutes in one breath.

At least, the young Ya'an is going to compete with his past master in the last game. The two of them have a 50-5 win. Even Yafeng is now eager to stay in the square to practice all day. After all, losing to the students he taught before, even if he knows that the other party's talent will definitely surpass him sooner or later, there will be such a big change in such a short time, it will still make people feel unwilling to accept it.

"Oh, let's come here." Lou Ning thought for a while, and finally decided not to tell them what Savad was coming.

──Lou Ning thinks that since you have been studying with him for so long, on the premise of ensuring safety, let Ya'an and the others practice their hands first.

──Maybe it can also bring some unexpected surprises to those people in Storm Church?

──After all, they didn’t think they were wrong when they ate Jacob’s tofu. Now they can just let them taste the bitter fruits they bring, and it’s also good to give it a good idea!
Chapter completed!