Let God Judge Everything

Turfiras was a fanatic, but his entire Lineage was not.

The once foolproof methods of winning over believers have crumbled under the sacrifice of Turcalando.

The First Elder, Tueryongduolu, and the Second Elder, Tuerchalanqing, exchanged a glance, realizing that this matter was unlikely to end well.

"Chief, you are the most honored member of our Tuer tribe. Why bother arguing with Tuerfilas over such trivial matters?" Elder Tueryongduolu pleaded, forcing a smile.

"Elder, you actually think that God's grace is a trivial matter? You seem to..."

"No, this is a big deal!"

When Turkalando drew out his words, Elder Turkyondor shuddered, then quickly denied it.

"Let's get moving on this important matter. It seems that the seven clans of Divine Grace don't care much about this; perhaps some Lineage have indeed stopped sincerely serving my god," Turkalando said. "If there are any who wish to go with me to the god's presence to verify this, this chieftain is very welcome!"

"We serve our god with utmost sincerity, and have never harbored any other thoughts. Since the chieftain wishes to proclaim himself and Tulfiras under the light of God, we absolutely support him!"

Seeing that Turkalando seemed poised to escalate the battle, the Second Elder, Turkalando, quickly spoke up, even offering direct support.

The chieftain was indeed qualified to drag an elder down with him, and he also held the trump card brought by the god Tu'er. However, no one expected that Tu'er Kalandor would use this trump card so early, and it also had a negative impact on the entire Tu'er Firas Lineage.

Thinking of the former chieftain, Turcorando, everyone felt that the mother and daughter had completely different personalities.

The former can compromise and tolerate in every way, and still manage to gain some benefits, while the latter is a clueless young person who will directly fight to the death when suppressed.

The Sixth Elder was now pale and embarrassed. When everyone verified the truth, this chieftain, under the guidance of the god Tu'er, would most likely not fare well either.

The Tuer people have served the god Tuer for thousands of years, and there are numerous records of this.

The god Tu'er is definitely not one to enjoy trouble, and the other party's divine grace is rarely bestowed upon him repeatedly. If Tu'er Kalandor squanders this divine grace, the other party will become a useless person who is unable to communicate with the gods.

The elders exchanged glances, while others focused their attention on the Sixth Elder, Tulfiras, who had failed in his attempt to suppress the elder and instead found himself in trouble.

Turfilas jumped up so high not because the other party disliked Kalandor, but because his previous act of cutting off his left hand to attract Divine Grace had indeed had a significant impact, and many people were gossiping behind his back.

Strengthening authority is what Thurfiras needs to do. Thurfiras has been sincerely praying to the god Thur for a long time but has not been able to win the god's favor. There are very few people left who can provide authority.

However, his skills were mediocre, and before Turcalando could be suppressed, the opponent chose to fight to the death.

"Turfiras, there are still over sixty people left in your clan. Call them all over here!"

Turkalando pointed in a deep voice.

She followed Zhang Xuezhou's telepathic messages from afar, constantly relaying and targeting them, but Turkalando never expected it to go this far.

Turfiras chose to suppress the newcomer, while Zhang Xuezhou's counter-strategy was to make an example of him.

In this back-and-forth struggle, it is destined that whoever is suppressed will never be able to recover.

Turfilas won, and Turcalandor could only act as a puppet from then on. Unless supported by the god Tur, her words would lack authority.

Turkalando has won this time. One of the eight great divine Lineage may be removed from the list, or it may be so weakened that it will be difficult to enter the list again, and another Lineage will take its place.

The interests of the Tuer tribe are difficult to change, but the Divine Grace Lineage, represented by the elders, is likely to maintain a balance with the chieftain, and Tuerkalandor will have relatively normal political and social harmony.

"There are downsides to this too. If the Divine Grace Lineage chooses to target you, their next attack won't be this kind of indirect approach; they'll strike decisively and leave you with no chance of recovery!"

Hearing Zhang Xuezhou's admonition, Turkalando could only take a deep breath.

Once the arrow is released, there's no turning back. Having chosen to trust Zhang Xuezhou, the true 'divine messenger,' Turkalando never considered any other way out.

As for what to do next, she naturally had to grit her teeth and move forward.

In any case, if this kind of thing is done successfully even once, the deterrent effect will be enormous. Many divine grace Lineage will find it difficult to stop her momentum in the short term and will have no choice but to obey or cooperate.

Since Zhang Xuezhou made a promise, she would not fail when communicating with the god Tu'er.

Holding the scepter that symbolized the power of the Tur clan, Turkalando couldn't help but feel that this scepter had a long way to go before it could truly possess power.

One path is to choose the path of gene development, a path that requires the strong support of Turcolando until she becomes the first Seventh Sequence individual in the Thousand Islands Alliance.

The second path is to cultivate the Spiritual Qi of the god Tu'er. Wherever this aura covers, everyone is kind and benevolent, resulting in harmonious governance and peaceful society.

The former path has blocked countless people, and Turkalando will most likely become one of them.

As for the latter's path, Zhang Xuezhou would need to ask the God of Tur to see how much she could improve this ability, and how much she could reach or even surpass the level of her mother, Turcolando.

"Kalando, you've gone too far!"

As Turkalandor was lost in thought, he saw the Sixth Elder, Tulfiras, sway unsteadily before crashing headfirst into the enormous golden statue.

The sight of the Sixth Elder, unconscious and bleeding profusely from his forehead, came into her view, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Come on, all of you, go up and kowtow! Let's see if the god Tu'er truly protects your people, and let's see if your blood can communicate with the god, or if it truly disgusts the god!"

If it weren't for Zhang Xuezhou's encouraging message, Turkalando would have been truly terrified and caught in a dilemma by this fanatical believer's reckless attempt to prove something.

She shouted loudly, pointing her finger at the twenty-odd people in the shrine who were associated with Turfiras.

The priests and paladins present were pale as they looked at the unconscious Turfiras and the shrine elders who stood there with gloomy faces, blocking their way.

A near-semi-circular encirclement gradually formed under the guidance of the elders.

Some paladins might be able to escape the shrine by virtue of their abilities, but the elders' statement means that the matter has been almost tacitly approved by the top echelons of the Tur clan. They can hide for a while, but they can't hide forever. And it won't be so easy for them to come back after they escape. If they are labeled as traitors, they and their families will face endless persecution.

They must now offer blood to invoke the gods.

Although they held divine authority, many people knew very well that the god Tu'er was beyond their reach, and no one could be certain that they would receive the god's favor.

In this struggle within the shrine, their Lineage reached a dead end and became the target of the new chief's all-or-nothing attack.

But things shouldn't have gone this way. They had only just had two mistresses, and the other side had already played their most important trump card.

The God of Tur is not someone you can summon at will. Even if Turkalando wins this time, what cards might the opponent play next?

"As long as you offer your blood to the gods, I, the chieftain, will also offer my blood at the same time, and let the gods give us the true answer!" Turkalando roared. "If the gods do not respond, I, the chieftain, will also kowtow to my death at their feet!"

Upon hearing Turkalando's shout, everyone fell silent for a moment.

In theocratic religious groups, everything is left to God to judge.

Only if the god Tu'er does not respond to Tu'erkalando will they be able to escape this calamity.

If the god is summoned by Turkalandor, then their Lineage of divine grace will face true doom.