After coming into contact with the light on the periphery of the stone, the man's soul began to melt like a wax statue. A look of pain appeared on his face, and his eyes suddenly returned to clarity.
"Please let me go, let me go!"
After noticing the current situation, the man began to plead.
Sherry didn't even understand his own situation, how could he have the ability to save the man in front of him.
Seeing that begging for mercy was ineffective, the man's soul began to curse.
"Damn evil god, you must die a good death!"
"The great ice god will avenge me, just wait for the revenge of our tribe!"
His expression was twisted and crazy.
Hearing the word 'Ice God', Sherry became cautious and was about to say something.
But before he could ask, the man completely melted away with a shrill scream.
Sherry: "..."
The man's soul was turned into an inexplicable transparent object by the light, and then the wisp of thing floated to the surface of the stone in the blink of an eye, and then disappeared.
The white light on the white stone then rose slightly.
The primitive people who were watching were shocked at first, and then cheered loudly.
To them, this was an obvious sign that the gods accepted their sacrifices, and might even be satisfied with their sacrifices.
Sherry felt that he had absorbed that thing, a sense of coolness came over him, and his whole body felt comfortable.
At the same time, memory fragments appeared suddenly and quickly appeared in his mind.
This primitive man is called Black Stone, and he is a member of the Ice Tribe.
A few days ago, he was ordered to go out to explore, but he was attacked by a powerful alien beast. Fortunately, the man escaped nearby and accidentally discovered this small tribe of several hundred people.
At that time, his heart was full of joy. As long as he reported the news to the tribe, the tribe would definitely reward him after sending people to subdue this small tribe!
However, to his great surprise, he was discovered carelessly. The secret of this small tribe He was caught red-handed.
Then before he could think of a way to escape, the scene just now happened, and he was sacrificed to the evil god!
"Evil god, are you talking about me?"
Sherry's heart moved, and he said half-surprised and half-suspicious, "I really am. God?"
Regarding the identity of God, he was still a little confused at first, but now this outsider thinks so...
Sherry suddenly felt a little excited and panicked.
What made him excited was that if it was really what he thought, then God represented power and eternal life!
Who could not be excited when he suddenly became a god?
What made him panic was that several questions immediately rang out to him. mind.
How did I travel through time?
How did I become a god?
Becoming a god only made Sherry happy for a while. He calmed down. Before he understood these questions, he couldn't settle down.
And now is not the time to be happy.
Judging from this person's memory, the ice tribe was very large, with about two thousand people!
Compared to his own small tribe of several hundred people, it was really shabby.
Even most importantly, he discovered from this man's memory that this tribe actually has a god!
"God of Ice?"
Sherry had a bad feeling. Whether it was the number of people in the tribe or the time it took to become a god, it would really matter. In a fight, he didn't even think that this small tribe of several hundred people would have any chance of winning against him.
However, the ant still managed to survive, not to mention that with this opportunity, Sherry's mind started to work quickly.
"The most important thing now is to figure out my own situation. If I am really a god, I should have divine power, right?"
He felt the condition of his body carefully.
In a vast white space, a figure whose body was shrouded in light and whose image could not be seen clearly opened his eyes suddenly.
...
When Sherry felt his body, he was in a tribe with a large number of people about ten kilometers to the east.
"Huh?"
"One of my true believers died?!"
The middle-aged man frowned and looked up in a certain direction.
A believer's thread of faith was broken!
"It's a bit far away, is it someone who went out to explore?"
The middle-aged man looked confused and didn't understand how the believer could go to that location or even die there.
He thought for a moment and decided to send someone to check it out.
Bored but also curious, he wanted to find out how the believer died.
Maybe there will be some unexpected gains.
Relying on the thread of faith, a message was passed to the priests of the tribe.
...
Sherry looked at this vast white space.
This space is very small, about four to five square meters. The surrounding walls are white, and there is some white light floating in the air.
Sherry lowered his head and looked at his palm. The white light around his body did not hinder his vision. He could easily see the appearance of his palm clearly.
The palm is white, delicate and perfect yet masculine, like the most perfect thing in the world. There is no flaw on it, but it is a little transparent and seems to be insubstantial.
But even so, he was stunned when he saw it.
"This is my hand?"
Sherry clicked his tongue in surprise.
Even his hands are like this, but what about his current appearance?
Just thinking about it, he had a vague guess. Unfortunately, there was no mirror or anything here, and he couldn't see what he looked like.
Without paying much attention to the appearance, Sherry closed his eyes and felt the inside of the body.
A surging power was immediately felt by him, and with a movement in his heart, he mobilized the power in his body like an instinct.
Sherry opened his eyes, and a soft white light lit up on his raised hand.
He waved his hand again, and the light ball was waved away by him.
The next moment he approached the white wall, the light group that struck his mind immediately dissipated without actually attacking the wall.
"I wonder how powerful it is?" Sherry muttered to himself.
Without a test object, he couldn't figure out the strength of this attack.
"In addition to this power, I seem to have sensed a strange thing."
He then sank his consciousness into his body.
In a pure white space, a circular, semi-red, translucent crystal with nine facets, like a diamond, was floating quietly in the center of the space.
Faint lines are densely connected to the crystal, and there seems to be some liquid flowing in the crystal.
Sherry seemed to have turned into this crystal, and his perspective also changed, becoming able to see everything in this space clearly.
At the same time, he also had an inexplicable word in his mind regarding this crystal.
'Godhead'!
(End of this chapter)