That alone gave me an idea of ??how the tribes of the south viewed life.
�Welcome, Yahweh.�
Even though Euntara did not get up from her seat, she had the ability to express her courtesy with just her voice.
�I heard you want to meet me.�Why?�
Of course, Sirone was curious about something else.
�How did you stop the flesh?�
Euntara said with a gentle smile as if she was reading her heart.
�I wanted to meet you once.�They say that Yahweh seeks an integrated mental system.�
It felt like I was answering two questions at the same time.
�The reason why the south, which was underdeveloped compared to the rest of the world, was able to participate in the holy war was because there was little damage from the demons.�Of course, that first-class contributor is a man named Gaold.�
There was a record of demons in the southern continent being helplessly swept away by his runaway.
�The height of a formidable human being.�However, it is not possible to protect the huge southern area alone.�We�ve also found a way that�s second to none.��Silver Tara strained her eyes.��Elicia.�
Sirone was listening.
�All the tribes in the south believe in different gods, and dance and sing all night long to worship that god.�To put it in the language of civilization, to go into a state of trance and reach ecstasy at the end.�
�okay.�
Sirone knew what Ntara wanted to say.
�Elicia is a group dance and song made by all tribes in the south in unison.�It is a technique that unites everyone�s hearts as one and changes the laws of the world.��Of course, it�s different from Ultima.
Using ecstasy is nothing more than an emotional integration that ignores each person�s individuality.
�But maybe���
I thought that this is the level of Ultima that mankind today can realistically perform.
�I will show you.�
Ntara turned her head to see the tent open and a group of people standing in the torchlight.
There were exactly 70 people.
�Elicia.�
As the man in the lead muttered, a low voice leaked out of 70 mouths at the same time.
�Ohhhh.�Ohhhh.�
They bounced their upper bodies in a certain rhythm, but they bent down and stepped on the steps.
The ground thumped and thumped every time I stepped back and forth along the line of the cross.
While Tormia officials watched, Laiman grabbed the handle of the sword.
�Ohhhh.�Ohhhh.� JrNovels.com