0685 Chapter Fourteen: The End of the Era (Section Fourteen)
"Humble mortals, please tell me what you are calling me to ask for."
In the chaotic fog, the short-haired woman narrowed her eyes slightly, assumed a detached, aloof, and mysterious posture, and chanted in a voice that she felt was the most ethereal and sacred.
She now enjoys the pleasure of being a god. It is a sense of satisfaction that transcends all things, and it is a supreme power that controls life and death, and all living beings can only kneel down and worship at their feet.
Behind her, the men with glasses and yellow hair had different expressions on their faces, and they all stared at their captain with hesitation to speak.
It seems that she has not yet adapted to her divine power. The short-haired woman pretended to be a fake person for a while, but she could not hear the prayers clearly.
What was even more confusing was that she did not feel the close connection between the prayers' faith and herself and the other party, as Lamarck had guided her, which made her frown slightly:
"I did not hear your appeal clearly. If I want to gain something, I must first pay sincerity and due respect to the gods. I need sacrifices and need to see your surrender.
If you want to accept the call and even the shadow of the gods, you need to dedicate...appropriate energy points."
If Zhen Cheng were here, she would find that the handsome elder sister who she even admired a little when she first entered the transcendental world, and who was on par with Sister A, has long since disappeared.
After witnessing the supreme power with her own eyes, and experiencing the powerlessness of being crushed into a chess piece and being flattened and rounded on the chessboard played by Qu Yun and Lamarck, her worldview changed dramatically.
Today’s women with short hair are very realistic!
"Wouldn't this... be bad?" Glasses said silently behind her: "Although you have indeed become a god, you are still under Lamarck's pantheon after all, and are responsible for handling the believers for that Lord.
demands.
Even if you are finally summoned once, it is very likely that he is not our believer. Is it really okay to blatantly steal the faith from that adult?"
The short-haired woman sneered again and again: "That gentleman is beyond the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements. He doesn't need believers and faith at all!"
"If that's the case, then why would anyone believe in that person, and why would someone try to point to his summoning ritual?" Huang Mao showed a confused expression.
"Because there are countless Lamarck gamers in the world!" the short-haired goddess looked scornfully, an expression she would never show to her companions before she suddenly gained godhood:
"Players' abilities and extraordinary paths are ever-changing, and there are always people who can confirm the existence of that person through various methods, and even find the correct ritual method.
Is there anything wrong with charging a small fee from believers when we do things for him, solve believers' problems or help him convey information that needs attention?"
The short-haired woman said it as a matter of course, but she never thought about why Lamarck gave a player godhood or the self-contradictions in her own thoughts.
Since Lamarck does not need believers, why does he need a god to help him contact and communicate with believers?
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On the top platform of Blood Candle Castle, there is an exquisite altar temporarily built with spiritual power.
The goddesses were forming a half circle, their beautiful eyes staring directly at the hazy figure in the gray mist above the altar.
"What she means is that we were not humble enough and did not prepare adequate sacrifices?" The second ringtone hesitated and explained to Zhen Cheng apologetically.
Mei Bixi, who was maintaining her Taoism on the side, simply rolled her eyes: "Why should we worship a new false god? Is this god sick?"
Zhen Cheng, who was in the middle, tilted her head in confusion, and tapped her temple lightly with her index finger. Suddenly, she suddenly understood and fisted:
"You think... could it be that her divine power is too weak, or she hasn't become familiar with her own power yet, so she can't see us at all, so she's just pretending there?"
The second ring tone heard this and bit her lip: "I'm still a little worried about involving the innocent child. If she is not the spokesperson, it's just because there is some flaw in our ceremony..."
"Don't question my expertise, or you will make mistakes in the summoning ceremony!" Mei Bixi looked displeased.
"I didn't mean that... I was just worried that innocent people would be implicated..." The second ringtone pointed at her fingers weakly, her voice getting lower and lower.
"Never mind, doesn't she need some energy? Get the people here first," Zhen Cheng still looked thoughtful:
"We tried to contact Lamarck according to the method left by the teacher, but we ended up tricking her out. I'm afraid this is not an easy matter.
You know, Lamarck is probably the closest being to omniscience and omnipotence in the world today. It is impossible for him to have no predictions about the teacher's choices and our actions.
It's just that energy points are not popular here. It would be great if Cai Pixiu was here at this time."
Mei Bixi immediately showed a disdainful expression and threw a large handful of khaki octahedral small crystals onto the altar:
"Let's forget it, it's better to kill her than to bleed that Pixiu.
It’s just energy points, is it going to stump you? Are these enough? If not, ask the principal of Blood Candle Keep for it!
I don’t know how many energy points are stored in the entire Blood Candle Castle, but it will definitely be no less than what the teacher himself has. At this time, there is no reason for the rust-headed tech geek to hold back.”
As soon as the [Empress of All Realms] opened her mouth, she showed her domineering attitude and her poisonous tongue as before.
"Jie Lupen is not the technical nerd you see. She once united and spanned the entire world, and she and Qu Yun fought back and forth in the decisive battle of life and death, and they were evenly matched.
Whether it is communication skills or strategies and tactics, I am afraid that only Chengcheng, who has practiced intensive training among us, can compare with it."
Next to the altar, a tiny robot like a keychain made the sound of undressing.
Of course, this is not the principal coming here to boast, but a carrier projected by Misha who cannot leave the Land of All Self.
As the world manager of Lamarck Games at the time, she had personally experienced the entire magnificent war from a third-party perspective.
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While the disciples of Blood Candle Castle gathered to complain, the short-haired woman in Lamarck Temple suddenly became happy:
"Look, those mortals are still aware of things! They have already prepared energy points. They are indeed players of the Lamarck game, haha...
They prepared one, two, three...three thousand five hundred and forty-two energy points?!"
After hearing this, Yan Jing immediately pushed up his glasses cautiously: "Be careful, those who can sacrifice so many energy points, even if they sell everything for this ceremony, they are still a powerful party in the underlying universe.
The captain's mastery of divine power is still far behind. If there is any conflict, we should try to avoid a head-on confrontation."