"Roar..."
Within the Divine Kingdom, a resounding beastial roar pierced the eardrums.
The Beast God had transformed into a fanged, striped saber-toothed tiger, chasing a herd of mammoths across the wilderness.
With a leap, its claws hooked into flesh. It easily pounced upon a young mammoth over ten feet tall, then drove its two sword-like tusks into its neck.
"Raaah!!"
Blood gushed like a pillar as the young mammoth let out a mournful cry.
Before dying, it looked toward the distant herd. The other mammoths were terrified beyond measure and did not dare linger, thundering away into the distance.
Like a wild beast devoid of intelligence, the Beast God tore off a bloody chunk of mammoth meat with its tiger fangs and swallowed it whole, beginning to feed.
Very soon, all that remained of the young mammoth was a stark white skeleton.
Immediately afterward, the Beast God transformed into an antlered deer. Its pitch-black eyes warily surveyed its surroundings. It lowered its head to eat a mouthful of bloodstained grass, then raised it again to look around.
At times, it became a savage predator hunting powerful prey; at times, it became a timid herbivore, spotting one and blending into its herd.
Over a hundred thousand years, the spiritual contamination accumulated by Faith Power had piled up to the very limit living beings could endure.
Only by retaining the form of a beast and using feral instincts to batter the mind could it keep its consciousness clear.
"Wuuu!!"
After a long while, a civet cat transformed into the Beast God's form.
It wore mottled animal hides, its burly body tattooed with totemic patterns, like a hunter from the tribal cave-dwelling era.
It opened its mouth and inhaled a mass of blood-red mist, sighing gloomily. "The spiritual contamination can only be suppressed