Warhammer

"God's son!"

"Your Highness the Chosen One from God!"

It was very costly to forcibly change these people's minds through sacrificial blessings. After all, this was not before the end, and almost half of the blessings that Ai'er had accumulated were gone.

He believed that it was all worth it. All things are difficult at the beginning. With a leader, soon, more than a hundred officers of all ranks completed their complete transformation and became mortal warriors who believed in the Four Mothers.

Al asked them to return to the army and arranged for three thousand angry-horned beasts to be stationed next to them. He also relocated one thousand beastmen and one thousand human civilians to settle nearby.

Among them were a large number of shamans of the four gods, and of course, some priests of the goddess Myrmidia were also stuffed in.

Then there is the popular "other people's gods"

After the end, rationality and sensibility have also developed. People can indulge in desires that are crazier and more confused than before, or they can bring their thoughts to a higher level and touch upon the taboos and secrets of the past.

In the past, both of these meant that terrible danger was approaching and corruption was imminent.

Therefore, mortals' belief in the gods is no longer so fervent and unrewarding, because in the past there was no other salvation except this, or they would be thrown into chaos and become carriers of corruption.

Another major reason is that the power of the gods to interfere in the mortal world has become smaller as chaos recedes.

When the country was destroyed and the family was ruined, the Estalia people prayed for the goddess's blessing, but they were horrified to find that: as the war priests and leaders said, "the protector of all southern kingdoms, the invincible Myrmidia, the master of virtue and happiness, the god of justice, the god of inheritance, the creator of two oceans and two kingdoms..."

The goddess who covered almost all areas of the Southerners' lives from birth to death not only failed to show her omnipotence, but even her most common abilities of bestowing blessings on war priests and protection on the legions were difficult to guarantee. This inevitably caused many people to waver and doubt their long-held beliefs.

Radicals may even turn their faith into hatred of God, and I would like to mention Three Eyes here.

The priests were also speechless about this matter because they were also unclear about the goddess's condition.

Is she really just "accidentally ignoring the world" or is she cold-hearted and thinking "everything is a test from the goddess"?

Or maybe, Mirmidia has now been captured by four unnamed single mothers and imprisoned in the Elysee Palace, where Al's purple mother is playing all kinds of pleasant games? That's why she has lost her influence on the mortal world?

Mortals have no way of knowing.

They only know:

When I needed the goddess the most, she turned on the Do Not Disturb mode for me.

Together with the Chirons, Al designed some of the following:

Because of something, many people were injured, and the war priest was helpless. The shepherd god or the mother shaman came over, prayed and cast a spell, and the light of life bloomed and healed the wounded;

Soldiers went out to clear out wild beasts and encountered attacks from trolls and monsters. The Myrmidian priests accompanying the army could not hold back their flash spells, so the Wisehorn waved his staff and released missiles, lightning, wind, and arrows of light, and gave the soldiers a layer of wind of light protection. Then the Wrathhorn Army (commander-in-chief and spellcaster) issued a battle cry, and the Blood Mother's grace enveloped the entire army! Red rage and iron faith surged in their hearts!

The whole army charges!

The priests of joy will offer blessings to the soldiers after a tiring battle, and guarantee that they will have a very wonderful and memorable dream tonight;

By the way, most of the pleasure priests are female beastmen, and female beastmen, taking the horned females as an example, which are the largest in number, are no different from normal human women except that they have horns.

Some may have extra hooves, small tails, and hoofed legs (anti-jointed leg structure)

For example, rabbit girls have an extra pair of ears, well-developed hearing, and some have furry paws that feel soft when pinched; sheep girls have hooves and short tails, and their hair is usually very dense and fluffy, which feels great to the touch...

Al has now completely adapted to these characteristics (loudly)!

Regardless of human aesthetics, the Priests of Joy possess a charm that transcends species, which is similar to Aiur's Blessing of Joy, but much lower.

Myrmidia doesn't care about us!

There are also four benevolent goddesses!

As time went by, more and more soldiers began to seek help and pray to the four gods. Although many people did not convert to Buddhism, they had already begun to pray to the Blood Mother for glory, to the Kind Mother for love, to the Omniscient Mother for wisdom, and to the Joyful Mother for happiness...

Although because of their status as warriors, the number of people praying to the Blood Mother is the largest.

Because of the pragmatism of the human species, and the enlightened and tolerant heritage of the Estalia people, they not only do not reject the idea of ​​adding a neighbor to the goddess Myrmidia in their "country of faith", but are also very happy to worship four powerful beings at the same time.

Obviously they didn't know.

The Four Mothers are tolerant yet demanding goddesses.

Especially when the four of them appeared at the same time, all the emotions a mortal could have would be divided among them, with no more emotions left to flow to the silent goddess.

Eventually Myrmidia will be kicked out of the faith by the mortals themselves, and they will devote their whole hearts to the benevolent Chaos Throne!

The Eternal Chosen is satisfied with his handiwork. This legion and the corrupted... mortals who have converted to the right path will flow into the refugees of the three cities like drops of ink, and these will be incorporated into the "water in the bucket" of the Pina Forest that is isolated from the outside world.

Al realized that the greenskins had begun to be alert to their side, so he decided to retreat temporarily for the next period of time. At the same time, he also had to figure out the movements of the mysterious warlord.

He has no plans to communicate with the Estalia people for the time being, although it can be done safely and conveniently through the Pina Forest, but his plan to assimilate the refugees has just begun, and it is not suitable to communicate with the Estalia Kingdom too early, so it will be put on hold for the time being.

He used this mortal army as a test field. The next step was to use the same method to let the representatives of the Estalia, the nobles, parliamentarians, the rich, and so on.

Take refuge in the Four Gods!

......

As for Al.

He now...

"Ah, ma'am, have we met somewhere before?"

The boy slumped on the sheep mother's legs, his face half covered by the mask, without raising his head, and asked questions lazily.

Under the quilt, Yang Ma's left hand had just grasped the spear of God's Choice, and now she had to slow down.

The fingertips were still scratching Xiao Ai mischievously, gently touching along the blood vessels.

There was nothing unusual about Al's appearance. Only his waking body under the quilt and his hand restlessly reaching between the mother's legs indicated that Al had entered the second state of the day.

“Sexy!”

Several beautiful human women came into the tent under the leadership of the beastman maid. A female councillor was smiling widely and was selling human beings to El. She was recommending employees.

"They are here to thank you for helping us, and they have taken the initiative to apply to serve you. As volunteers who want to repay you, they are all single beauties..."

The sheep mother's movements suddenly increased. Al coughed and supported himself with one hand.

"Why do I remember that this lady already has a child?"

Al took off the mask casually and placed it on the bedside. Where his fingers touched the mask, a strange silk thread was slightly pulled and then broke.

The women in the field, mainly human women, suddenly blushed even more.

The bold ones were already flirting with Al, while the timid ones, like the lady he had saved, kept their heads down, not daring to look at the boy's face.

"But she has no husband."

Al was a little excited, and his emotions were faithfully transmitted through his body to the palm of the sheep mother.

The lady who was rescued by Al riding a griffin had a flushed face. It was obvious that she had dressed up seriously before coming, either voluntarily or under request. She had changed into a white church-like dress. The loose top was stretched by her upright breasts. The open collar structure clearly revealed her cleavage, but she had a silk scarf wrapped around her neck, which just covered that key place. It was really itchy and one could not wait to lift it up and take a look.

The long black hair was tied into a single ponytail, and it was leaning on the left shoulder obediently just like its owner.

Al had not looked at her carefully because he was in such a hurry before. But now he found that this beautiful woman had a figure that should not be underestimated. She had thighs and a plump butt, and her figure was considered to be of medium height among the women.

A shy expression paired with a mature body.

A lovely lady!

Al moved in two places at once.

Neither the goat mother nor the horse girl objected. It should be emphasized here that they had no objection to the boy developing additional relationships between men and women. The goat mother even pulled the single companions who were breastfeeding El with her over to El to accept them, but El felt that (overlapping attributes) was more important for the development of the tribe at the time, so he did not accept it for the time being.

She joined Ma Musume's exclusive maid group. Every time El and the goat mother played breastfeeding, there would be a few pairs of resentful eyes cast at her, as if questioning El.

"Is mine not as good as hers?"

cough.

"Your help saved both mother and daughter! Ms. Malena can only choose this way to repay you. We can give her child to her relatives to take care of. If possible, you can also help raise the child."

The "helping to raise" here really means helping to raise!

Al wasn't that crazy yet.

He's not Wright Baldwin!

At least not now...

"oh....."

Al basically ignored the other young girls and women, and his eyes were fixed on the wife he rescued.

Then she pursed her lips. The air in the tent felt a little hot.

"I just need one person to stay and take care of me. I can't take care of so many people by myself."

Al's words were almost naked.

The congresswoman smiled slightly. She wished the boy would keep everyone, including her.

After a few rounds of back and forth, the congresswoman left with a few regretful losers. She was very satisfied, and the boy seemed to like the woman very much.

.....

The lady who was left behind and had only met him once was not so nervous at this time. She raised her face, looked at Al, then bent down, and her heavy chest drooped down.

She thanked Al in a soft voice, similar to Yang Ma's, but more mature.

Human women also seem to be more expressive in their emotions.

Happy Mom told Al a dirty joke and then left giggling.

It makes one thing clear: my mother has seen this, so there’s no problem!

Al was asking her name.

At this time, the mother sheep's hand movements were no longer concealed. She lowered her head, her fluffy hair fell to El's chest, her breasts pressed against half of El's face, and she kissed the boy's chest.

"Didn't you remember my name just now?"

The young lady asked him back and walked towards the boy.

Her breasts were swaying and her plump thighs were faintly visible under her robe.

"I want you to tell me yourself."

Al smiled at her.

The beautiful woman's movements faltered and she almost sprained her ankle.

She sat down next to Al's bed, raised her head, and looked at the sheep mother with a questioning look.

She knows priorities.

The sheep mother did not stop the movement of her upper body. She nodded slightly and put her nipple into Al's mouth.

So the woman raised her hand to untie her hair, but Al stopped her.

"That's it. I like it this way."

Her face flushed, and she looked at Al with resentment, then gently lifted a corner of the quilt, and a soft and lewd smell emanated from it.

The wife lowered her head and put her upper body inside.

The heavy breasts pressed against Al's legs, and his lips pressed against them.

......

After a while, the quilt was thrown aside.

The sheep mother moved from the side to in front of Al's head, and most of the wife even pressed on his lower body.

She spit out Xiao Ai, her lips were sore, and she gave the boy a pleading look.

Al exhaled a breath, propped himself up, and leaned into the mother sheep's arms.

"Your name is as beautiful as you are," he exclaimed, expressing his agreement.

So the woman turned around tremblingly, aimed her round and plump buttocks like a small millstone, and then slowly sat down.

"Woo..."

The woman's body was trembling and lovely moans kept coming out of her throat. Based on the strange knowledge given by the Joy Lady, Al could tell that she had been celibate for a long time.

So he straightened his back, and his wife's voice became louder. After moving reluctantly, her legs softened and she sat directly on his legs, supporting herself with her hands on both sides.

It is not good to have a buff that is too strong. This situation may occur when encountering an opponent with weak combat power.

Al sighed, kissed Yang Ma deeply, held his wife's body with both hands and pulled her out, then stood up, pushed her onto the bed, spread her legs, and looked at her plump body that was white, rosy, and covered with a layer of oil.

A rosy face, a single ponytail hanging in front of the chest, wrapped by the breasts.

"Let's play this later."