Lord of Flames

The fighting had finally come to an end.

During this battle, the Black Fox Tribe didn't have a lot of casualties, mainly because most of them gave up and surrendered.

However, the treatment for Black Fox Tribe’s soldiers is quite simple.

All of them would be taken away and be sent to the mines.

On the other hand, the women, children, and elderly would be allowed to continue living in the forest so long as they were willing to believe in the “Lord of Flames”.

While doing so, they will be guarded by other tribesmen.

The exception was that all the Chiefs and Priests were to be executed.

Since the Black Fox Tribe occupied a large amount of land in the forest, there were no problems with feeding themselves.

These lands used to be fertile in the forest, but now, the Foxes of the other tribes have no longer taken care of them.

The land in the Miracle Wasteland was much more fertile than the lands in the forest.

To some extent, they could also be considered as hostages of the other tribes.

With them, the Black Fox warriors sent to the mines will be safe.

"The Great Lord of Flames is merciful as long as you work properly and believe in the Lord of Flames. If you devote yourself to praying every day, and finally believe to a certain degree, then you will be given a chance to be granted your freedom by the Lord of Flames. He will grant you and your family the right to enter the Miracle Wasteland!"

The Fox girl, Qing Ling, had not forgotten to give these Black Fox warriors some hope.

The first evil has been killed after all.

If there was a Black Fox warrior who dedicated himself to Lin Yan’s faith to a certain degree, then giving this Black Fox warrior freedom was nothing.

…..

Within the Black Fox Tribe’s property, the people from the major tribes were still busy escorting most of the Black Fox warriors away.

Meng Ying and the Fox girl, Qing Ling, then entered and proceeded to an altar.

The shrine was in a small square inside the premises.

Above it was several totems.

"Sister Meng Ying, is this the Black Fox Tribe’s God?" The Fox girl asked.

Even though they were about the same age, both 15 years old, Ming was a few days older than the Fox girl.

"Yes, Holy Maiden."

Ming Ying stared at the objects.

When the Fox girl stepped in front of the altar, her hands clasped together as she began praying to Lin Yan.

Soon after, a small flame appeared above her and floated above the altar.

Boom!

The objects on the altar were set ablaze with fire.

Lin Yan had arrived!

Both the young girl and the Fox girl lowered their heads at the same time.

…

As soon as Lin Yan arrived at the altar, he noticed something unusual.

He felt a great deal of faith in the totems next to the altar.

It seemed that the Black Fox Tribe also believed in some kind of God.

They believed in a Barbarian God whose power tends to lean to the dark side. Not only that, but they also forced the other Foxes into their beliefs.

"That’s strange… Why didn’t this God take the power of faith? Is it perhaps a fallen God?" Lin Yan muttered to himself.

He pondered over the information about the world he had acquired during his journey.

Lin Yan quickly found out the reason why.

His faith, as long as properly produced, would be directly collected by his Virtual Godhood.

Then, it would be gathered into his Virtual Godhead.

However, with the other Gods who can only live in the heavenly realm, the barrier makes things impossible for them to collect Faith like how Lin Yan does it.

This gives another meaning to the church’s existence.

Every church has a certain object or place that can store Faith.

Once in a while, the Pope or Bishop would pray to their God. By doing so, their God would use their powers to open a passage, bringing in the Faith that their churches have stored.

The stronger the God, the shorter the interval.

The weaker the God, the greater the interval.

The amount of Faith in these totems was not little. It seemed to have collected quite a bit over at least half a year now.