Chapter 937: From now on, all new gods must be registered
Chapter 930 All new gods will be registered in the future
However, to everyone's expectation, there were no enemies at all. No one seemed to have noticed the birth of the godhead. No one came for a long time. The king who was prepared for traps and ambush was disappointed: "Why doesn't anyone come?"
"How strange." Ange also responded with rare doubts. The new godhead is sweet, delicious and useless, but it can't attract anyone? It's so strange, just like losing money and no one picks it up.
Even the Goddess of Redemption, sensing the birth of the godhead, would not hesitate to run half a mile across the sea just to pick it up.
The temptation of the new godhead is fatal to the gods, because it represents a large amount of divine worship energy, and even a belief network. If it can be taken for oneself, not only will the divine power be greatly increased, but a bunch of believers can even be added out of thin air.
But why didn't anyone come to pick it up?
Maybe it's not that no one came to pick it up, but that the guy who wanted to pick it up was too busy taking care of himself. There was a secret temple thousands of kilometers away, and thousands of elite soldiers surrounded the temple.
Within the defensive barrier of the temple, the priests are fighting bravely to be the first, fighting to the death with the soldiers. These priests are very fast, no matter how fast they run or how fast they attack.
With every step, there was a surge of divine power, and he rushed towards the enemy with an afterimage, and was then knocked back by the enemy.
Speed alone is of no use, you also have to be tough enough. Many of the soldiers on the opposite side are tough enough. They are heavy armored, heavy helmeted and heavy shielded. They advance slowly like tin cans, constantly compressing the priest's movement space.
The magician behind kept looking closely at him, and when he saw the opportunity, he struck with lightning, leaving the priest charred on the outside and tender on the inside.
In this way, it was compressed layer by layer and pushed forward slowly, and soon the gods and priests were surrounded in the temple.
In the temple, a majestic voice sounded: "I, the Gale Wind Temple, have no grudges against your Royal Magician Group, why are you attacking us!?"
A magician flew up and raised his voice and said: "You magicians don't produce, don't work in the fields, don't cure diseases and save people, don't research and invent, and don't pay taxes. You spread some false remarks to deceive ordinary people and collect their money."
Making a living by offering sacrifices is like a parasite and does not bring any benefit to the entire world, so please die!"
The majestic voice was silent for a long time, but the battle did not stop. On the contrary, because the movement space was compressed, it became even more fierce.
After more than half of the priests died, a majestic voice sounded: "Faith comes from the heart and comes from pious beliefs. I can fall, but can you destroy the beliefs in everyone's hearts?"
The magician sneered: "What kind of faith teaches people that they don't need to study, work hard, or study, but they can gain strength, wealth, youth, and beauty just by taking a sip in the temple? Let thousands of believers work hard to support people like you, which has no influence on the world.
What’s the benefit? It’s a waste of manpower and material resources, so please go die!”
"I was born of faith. This is what the world's people want. They don't need to study or work hard. It's their dream to come to the temple and have a bite to get everything. I can't change it." The majestic voice said with a hint of helplessness.
"God of the Wind?" the magician asked tentatively, and then smiled: "You can't change it, but we can kill all the gods, and then hang your corpses at the entrance of the temple, so that those idiots can see what they believe.
What are these things, so that they will no longer think so beautifully, so please go to hell!"
Three consecutive sentences of "please" only changed from "you" to "you".
Following the magician's words, the fighting soldiers immediately changed their tactics. They took out a small hand hammer and smashed it on the priest's leg. Each one was knocked down, but compared with being electrocuted into coke, the broken leg could at least be saved.
Life is a kind of mercy in disguise.
The God of Wind sighed: "Stop it, don't cause any more unnecessary casualties, I will ask them to put down their weapons."
Following the words of the God of Gale, the divine power surging in the priests quickly disappeared, and the God of Gale withdrew the power projection.
The priests looked desperate, and some fell to their knees in grief, crying bitterly. The gods they believed in had given up. Although this was to save their lives, compared with the collapse of their faith, it was better to fight together.
Die.
Without their divine power, these priests were no longer a match for those elite soldiers, and were knocked down, tied up, and dragged away one after another.
The magician nodded approvingly: "You are good and very knowledgeable. Is there anything else you want to explain?"
"No, I just want to ask, we useless gods, you ask us to die, what if we are the useful gods?" asked the God of Wind.
"Useful gods? What gods are useful?" the magician asked in confusion.
"You said it yourself, isn't a god who can cure diseases and save people, spread knowledge, and plant and work, a useful god?" said the God of Wind.
"Pfft - can such a god exist? If he can cure diseases and save people, spread knowledge, and work in the fields himself, then is he still a god? He is my father!" the magician sneered.
The God of Wind also laughed: "Yes, he has worked hard himself, so what kind of god is he? With such a god, your royal family will definitely enshrine him. In the final analysis, it is just a struggle between royal power and divine power. He also said
What is useful or useless, you are very hypocritical."
The magician shrugged and did not deny that although these religions failed to develop and grow under the restrictions of the empire, they still affected the productivity of the people to some extent, and there were also a lot of magicians who were not engaged in production.
The only role of these magic sticks is to stabilize people's hearts. With the people's spiritual sustenance, it will be less likely to cause trouble, and the empire can still tolerate their existence.
However, with the arrival of the Shenguang Chamber of Commerce, the empire finally realized that if they could not mobilize all their forces, they could drive away the Shenguang Chamber of Commerce this time, but that would not be the case next time.
After some deliberations, the empire decided to eradicate all religions and bring these forces that were not under the control of the empire back under the control of the empire. This was known as the Twilight of the Gods in history.
In line with the simple wish to die together, the God of Gale Wind said: "There is a newly born god in the Foehn Forest three to five thousand kilometers west of here. Will you also destroy it?"
The magician shook his head and sneered: "You just called me hypocritical. This is a struggle between divine power and royal power. A new god will not deter the royal power. Why should I destroy it? But the new god you mentioned, I have already
I understand, it’s from the Federation of Commerce and has been registered.”
"Register...?" The God of Wind was shocked by this word.
"Yes, register. All new gods must register in the future. If it can study hard and become a god useful to the empire, it will be protected by the laws of the empire." The magician said matter-of-factly.
"Okay... good guys, it turns out that this is your ambition, to hold the explanation of divine power in your hands. Unfortunately, you underestimate the power of God." After the God of Wind finished speaking, the entire temple suddenly erupted.
With strong divine power, a huge energy pillar burst out and shot into the sky.
All the soldiers suddenly stood upright and collectively looked up at the magician with firm eyes. A shadow slowly appeared on the magician's body, and then he waved his hand towards the front of the energy column.
An energy jet was thrown from the phantom's hand, crossing the distance between them, blasting the front end of the energy column into pieces in the air, and the godhead exploded in all directions, leaving dazzling trails like fireworks.
The shadow disappeared. Looking at this magnificent scene of God's death, the magician smiled and said, "Is it possible that your understanding of God is too superficial?"
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Little did he know that the Fei Lie Empire had launched the God-killing Twilight operation, and Yin Coin was still thinking about how to become bigger and stronger, create greater glory, develop and expand the business federation, and provide adults with more divine power.
At this moment, he was muttering to the soul fire: "The discount information is such a genius idea. Why didn't I think of it before? Sir, I have no body and it is difficult to move. Can you help me get a body?"