Kill him, kill him, kill him!

Ye Wentian's voice echoed in everyone's ears, full of undoubted power.

"You dare, you dare, you damned animals, ah!" Roya roared madly, blood and dirt splattering everywhere.

At last, a thin old man stood up, shrunk a little, tentatively picked up the stone and threw it, but with little strength, smashed it on Baron Roya's leg.

"Lowly brute, you dare to ......" Luo Ya glared, unable to believe that these lowly "domestic animals" really dared to beat themselves.

"My daughters, my sons, my granddaughters, all died at your hands, I know you, I know you when you turn to ashes!" the old man trembled, and muddy tears rolled down.

Someone took the lead, and the courage of the rest of the people suddenly fought, and three or four more people picked up the stone and threw it at Baron Roya, this time it was more accurate, and it hit it right in the face.

Baron Roya scolded more fiercely, screaming even more violently, seeing that Roya had no power to resist, more people picked up stones and threw them over, and finally some people even rushed out, pounced on Roya and cried and bitten.

"Give back my daughter!"

"Give me back my son!"

"You devil, I'm going to kill you!"

"My granddaughter, grandpa will avenge you, woo woo!"

The crowd was completely chaotic, and the accumulated anger and sorrow erupted in an instant, like a stormy wave that completely drowned Baron Roya, and Baron Roya's angry scolding gradually turned into a terrified roar, and soon turned into a miserable wail, and finally came to an abrupt end.

If you don't explode in silence, you die in silence!

Ye Wentian stood at the head of the city, quietly watching what happened, feeling the anger of the people, and finally showed a smile.

Half an hour later, the chaotic crowd finally calmed down, and the tide receded, leaving nothing but blood on the ground.

At this moment, Xiang Shaowu and others keenly discovered that people's eyes were different, numbness was gone, there was more anger and sadness, and the eyes that looked at Ye Wentian were full of gratitude and a trace of fear.

Ye Wentian said in a loud voice: "From now on, you no longer belong to the eternal night, you will no longer be cruelly oppressed, this city belongs to me, this land belongs to me, I am not your master, I am only your leader, the redeemer! Follow me, you will bathe in the sun, follow me, you will have tomorrow!"

The high voice resounded in the sky, the city gate was opened, and a column of carriages was driven out, which was full of grain, full of grain, all of which came from the warehouses of the major nobles, and the first thing Ip Mantian had to do was to make people eat their stomachs, and he wanted to prove that what he said was not empty words.

Long Yi stood in front of the convoy and raised his voice: "Everyone line up in a row to receive food and silver coins, one bag per person plus five hundred silver coins, no chaos, those who disturb the order will be expelled and driven back to the eternal night!"

Listening to Long Yi's words, all the people fell into a state of sluggishness, five hundred silver coins, that is, five gold coins, a million people totaled more than five million gold coins, and their monthly income was only a few dozen copper coins, and they were oppressed and exploited, and they had never even seen what the silver coins looked like.

There was a dead silence in Orran, and no one believed it was real.

It wasn't until Long Yi shouted more than a dozen times that everyone woke up like a dream, but still no one dared to come forward to claim it.

"You come here, it's you, don't look at others, you're the first. Long Yi casually pointed to a thin young man.

"Me?" the thin young man swallowed and looked around before hesitantly walking up to Long Yi.

Long Yi took the next generation of grain from the carriage and put it on the young man's shoulder, the young man's physique was too weak, and he almost didn't stand firm, so he hurriedly hugged the grain tightly with a shudder.

He took another bulging cloth belt and stuffed it into the young man's hand, Long Yi patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Remember, this qiē is all a gift from that adult, and his name is Ye Wentian!"

The young man held the grain, clutched the money bag in his hand, was stunned for a long time, convinced that this qiē was real, suddenly knelt on the ground, bowed to the city and cried: "Lord Ye, you are the god who came to save us, thank you, thank you, woo woo......"

Seeing that the young man had indeed received food and goods, all the people woke up from a dream, and when they came to their knees, they fell to their knees like the waves of the sea, and in an instant millions of people fell to their knees.

"Woo, Lord Ye, you must be our savior!"

"God has finally opened his eyes!"

"God, Lord Ye, you are our god, my son knows under the spring, and he can also look at it, woo woo ......"

"It's a pity that my son died early, otherwise he would have ......"

For a while, the crying and kowtowing sounded to the sky and the ground, and the rolling waves hit the city wall, and the will of all the people gathered formed a visible energy, and a ** swept from the city.

Xiang Shaowu's faces changed, even the Nightmare Emperor's face changed slightly, it was unimaginable that the will of ordinary people could be so strong when condensed!

The gratitude of all beings, the faith of all beings, the faith of all beings.

Ye Wentian was particularly touched, and the gratitude and faith of millions of people all rushed into his sea of souls, making the sea of souls boil again and undergo earth-shaking changes.

The endless power of gratitude and the power of the soul fused together, causing a strange change in the power of the soul, the soul suppression card automatically flew up, buzzing and vibrating burst out of ten thousand rays of light, and the word soul suppression flashed, constantly absorbing the power of the continuous influx of feelings.

Behind Ye Wentian, the blood flashed, and the Divine Martial Spirit Punishment Heaven automatically appeared, bathed in the power of feelings, the magic patterns on his whole body flickered endlessly, and the aura of the divine soul began to increase little by little.

In the crimson cloak, the Nightmare Emperor's face was solemn, and he couldn't hide the horror in his eyes, and muttered: "The power of the sentient beings' thoughts can actually enhance the divine soul! No, not only that, but his soul aura has changed, and it seems that something is about to form, is it ......?"

The so-called gods must make great merits and obtain the power of all faiths in order to condense the imprint of the divine soul, ignite the divine fire, upgrade the soul bead to a godhead, ascend to the divine throne, and obtain eternal life.

Maybe it was unintentional, but what Ye Wentian did at this time, and what he obtained, wasn't it the only way to become a god?

Ye Wentian himself was also very surprised, he originally just wanted to do something good, to fight the eternal night at the same time, and make his territory rich.

But he didn't expect that the gratitude of millions of people would actually form the power of faith and emotion, and forcibly rush into his soul, merge with his soul imprint, and continue to increase at the same time, it also produced strange changes. It feels as if a thin protective layer has condensed around the soul imprint, the protective layer is very light and thin, but it exudes a soft halo, full of peace and warmth, listen carefully, and even hear the voice of all people's feelings from it.

"What an unexpected bonus. After a moment, Ye Wentian slowly opened his eyes and showed a smile of relief.

The person next to him looked at Ip Mantian and suddenly found that Ip Mantian at this time seemed to have become different.