8,000 years ago, the God of Frost and Death's image was that of a terrifying god hidden in black mist.
The reason why it had such an image was because of the Younger Dryas Event that had a major impact on human civilization.
Due to the meteorite had hit the American Continent, setting off dust that covered the sky, causing vegetation to wither and animals to decrease. Famine and death had begun to spread across the land.
Therefore, human civilization at that time generally regarded the dust that covered the sun as one of the characteristics of death.
However, when the time came to the 28th century, the dust caused by the meteorite impact on earth had disappeared from the collective body of human civilization, and the God of Frost and Death had naturally removed the layer of black dust.
The current God of Frost and Death was a fat man who was wearing clothes inlaid with gold and gemstones and holding roasted meat in his hand. He was eating as he walked.
Just by looking at its image, Tan Weili could imagine what kind of beautiful and rich post-death world the English gods had promised to the humans living in this civilized world.
The moment the God of Frost and Death's voice faded, the last god of the English gods, the God of Agriculture and Astrology, spoke.
He was the one who had changed the least among the five gods of England. Other than his more exquisite appearance and more gorgeous clothes, there were not many changes.
However, the changes in the field of agriculture were part of the progress of science.
It was unlikely that there would be too vicious of a change in this field.
Therefore, the fact that there were no changes to the God of Agriculture and Astrology was the worst result.
The god said to the God of Frost and Death in a rather harsh tone, "Knowledge is actually a good thing. It's of great help to us... Just be careful not to let this knowledge fall into the hands of ordinary people!"
"Alright then!"
Hearing the God of Agriculture and Astrology's words, the God of Frost and Death did not refute.
He looked at Tan Weili and said, "If that's the case, unfamiliar god from afar, do you have any knowledge you can give us?"
"Of course!"
Tan Weili could feel the arrogance of these gods.
But he didn't care.
He only cared about one thing, whether these gods would fall into his trap!
He said to the English gods, "Our civilization was once attacked by the barbarians, which led to the subversion of the order of theocracy we built."
"In this crisis, the power of the secular world has also begun to covet the power of us gods."
"I wonder if any of you are interested in this knowledge?"
The order of theocracy was subverted because of the attack of the barbarians?
After hearing Tan Weili's introduction, the faces of the English gods suddenly showed a look of shock.
Maintaining the status quo and allowing the gods' rule to last forever was the core appeal of these gods.
If there was any existence that could overturn the order they had built, they would definitely not let it go.
After realizing that the knowledge brought by Tan Weili was of great significance to their rule, these gods no longer dared to neglect Tan Weili.
The God of Thunder and Lightning said, "Your Excellency, the knowledge you brought is very important! If it's possible, I hope to be able to share the ruling wisdom of the civilization you belong to."
Tan Weili laughed.
He said to the English gods, "I've come a long way and am tired. Are you going to let me pass on my knowledge to you? At least let me spread my faith in your civilization, okay?"
Tan Weili's tone when he talked about spreading faith was as if he was asking for a glass of water.
And that was the truth.
Under the careful cultivation of these gods, the English civilization did not have much room for new gods to participate.
Therefore, even if they allowed Tan Weili to spread his faith, he would not get many followers.
So, the God of Thunder and Lightning asked Tan Weili, "Your Excellency, may I know what authority you hold?"
"Law, revenge, and order."
Tan Weili answered with a smile, hiding the power of royalty that could threaten these gods.
Law, revenge, and order...
Upon hearing this, the gods whispered to each other and exchanged their opinions. They came to the conclusion that Tan Weili would not be a threat to them.
So, they agreed to let Tan Weili spread his faith in England on a small scale to restore the power consumed by the long journey.
Tan Weili did as they wished and only spread Horus' faith in a small area in England.
However, this small range was a little subtle.
Because this small range was not a small range of regional territory, but a small range of class.
The people he spread his faith to were, without exception, the aristocrats who were born at the top of English society and held secular rule and military power.
In the process of spreading his faith, Tan Weili also instilled a concept into them: 'It's enough to only accept the rule of humans. Why should we accept the rule of gods? If we could overthrow the gods, we would monopolize the power!'
When Tan Weili planted the seeds of desire for power in these people's hearts, greed began to water them.
The seeds of desire sprouted quickly and spread like weeds, occupying the hearts of these secular lords.
Under the turmoil in their hearts, these lords began to do things to subvert the current order.
This phenomenon was also noticed by the English gods a month after Horus' faith spread.
It was only then that the English gods realized that this god from a foreign land had the power of royalty in addition to law, order, and revenge!
The English gods were dumbfounded.
They had never thought that this foreign god would have such a dangerous authority.
After a brief moment of panic, they made a decision to resentfully kill this God of Royalty from a foreign land!
Soon, they found Tan Weili, who had been waiting for a long time, at the giant stone formation in Salisbury.
"I didn't expect this, I didn't expect this! We only relaxed for a moment and let a seemingly insignificant worm in, and he has eroded such a huge loophole in our civilization order!"
"Set!" they cried. The English gods did not even know Tan Weili's identity.
The God of Thunder and Lightning said, "Today, we will definitely kill you, the parasite and thief who stole the fruits of our civilization!"
"Steal the fruits of civilization?"
Tan Weili couldn't help but laugh when he heard that.
He looked around at the gods present and said, "In my opinion, you are the parasites that steal the achievements of other people's civilizations! You've caused the civilization here to stagnate, and yet you can still stand in front of me and accuse me."
"What?"
Hearing Tan Weili's words, God of War roared, "Since the birth of this civilization, we've been living with the humans here. We've guided them to develop step by step, let them build their own city, perfect the calendar and text, let them have a stronger military than the surrounding barbarians, guide them to farm at the right time, and even let their souls rest in peace after they die. You're actually saying that we're parasites that steal this civilization? You must be joking!"
Tan Weili's smile became even brighter when he saw how flustered and exasperated God of War was.
He said sarcastically, "This civilization is yours? If that's the case, why did you explain so much?"
"Just admit it! Even without you, the civilization here can still develop into a brilliant one!"
After a pause, he continued, "8000 years ago, you took the civilization that a human shaman had created from his own hands. Why don't you dare to admit it?"
"Could it be that you all also know that this is wrong? Is that why you don't dare to mention that matter because of your sense of shame?"
"What?"
When the English gods heard the two keywords '8000 years ago' and 'human shaman,' their faces suddenly showed horror.
"You... Who the h*ll are you? It's been 8000 years! Why would anyone still know about this?"
The God of Thunder and Lightning stepped back and asked Tan Weili in a trembling voice.
"Hahahaha! Hahahaha!"
Tan Weili suddenly laughed wildly when he heard the question of the God of Thunder and Lightning.
However, his eyes were burning with a raging fire.
"Very good! You're actually asking me who I am?"
Looking at these gods, Tan Weili sneered.
At the same time, a holy chant reverberated within the huge stone formation.
As the song spread, the jackal head that Tan Weili used to disguise himself as smiled quickly.
When the fake mask disappeared, the English gods were shocked to see the face of an ancient and weathered shaman.
It was also in the same stone formation, surrounded by the five gods, and the shaman was in the center of the stone formation.
Even after 7960 years, the English gods still remembered that on the day of the tribe's revelry, they had killed the shaman here and taken over the shaman's civilization.
And now...
That shaman had returned for revenge!