The bear god Esun is the weakest among the gods in terms of divine power. Kislev only has this population. In addition to sharing it with the other three local gods, it also has to guard against the imperial gods in the south and the erosion of chaos in the north.
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But gods are gods after all, and the immortal species may still have a slight chance, but it is almost impossible for humans with less than a hundred lifespans and peak physical functions beyond sixty to win the favor of gods by their own strength.
"This guy's abacus is really good. With the strength shown by his son, the first prize will most likely fall into his hands. Every time he goes out, things are done, and the raw materials that were originally difficult to use have become high-end products."
Good guy!"
Snorri folded his arms in front of his chest and thought to himself. He had not communicated with Vladimir much in the past two days. This boy was far from being as rough and arrogant as he appeared, and he had quite outstanding political wisdom.
He also wants to get a share of the belief pool in Kislev. Logically speaking, the more difficult the living conditions are and the closer they are to chaos and darkness, the more people need spiritual support, and the more their beliefs will be
Pious.
There is no clear quantitative distinction between pan-believers and fanatic believers in this world, but Snorri believes that there will be some differences among them.
"The vampire has gathered a considerable force around her. In addition to her kind and blood slaves, they have also dug up many corpse pits. The undead under them are of both quality and quantity. You must be fully prepared."
The dwarf simply summarized the information he collected and turned around to leave. How much he could gain was inversely proportional to how much power Vladimir finally gathered. However, out of my own moral bottom line, I also did it to help the tiger and destroy the good foundation.
Mrs. Siwai had a plan to save herself, so she chose to wait for the result.
"Little Master, Your Majesty, you need their help!"
On the afternoon after the final of Little Sambo, Vladi drank northern spirits while exchanging experiences with his master on increasing his power. Cragg's down-to-earth dwarf style complemented Vladi's whimsical ideas from later generations.
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Time was running out, so the two sides naturally tried to negotiate the details of the terms as little as possible. The eight elite teams of dwarves were always ready for battle, and set out from the settlement area at the first order.
In the old world, there was no market for vampire counts. It was a well-known "secret" that the Principality of Mousilon in Bretonnia and the province of Sylvania in the Human Empire were ruled by vampires.
This scene reminded Vladi of his experience of rushing to the rescue of Bordeaux City from Breeze Castle. Captain Salazar and the corrupted Leviathan on board had made me wake up from my dreams many times with sweat all over my back.
Who would have thought that the owner of the Burial Ship Cemetery for a long time and the admiral of the Dread Fleet, Count Noctilus, would fall into his own hands.
Snorimir's original idea was to incite the defenders of Kislev City and even the civilians to revolt. But it turned out that I was too optimistic. Today, the lower level of Kislev City is riddled with holes, and the upper level is full of holes.
It has lost its mass base.
As soon as we left the city gate, a swarm of looming bats appeared in the clouds. Snorimir stood beside the eight dwarves. With no guarantee of personal danger, I commanded calmly.
"In the name of Motherland, you Snorimir Boha hereby swear an oath!"
"No way, how many people has he summoned?" Krage raised his eyelids slightly and acted as a villain for his disciple.
"Want to slow you down and get to know the details about Master and you? Let me open your eyes!"
After the ravages of the Eighth Eternal God, half of the original ruling class withered. The old and new forces fought for their sphere of influence and the civil war ceased. It has gradually stabilized in recent years. It was also after that that the vampires were able to steal the throne of the Tsar.
Bit.
"Happy cooperation, let's get going as soon as possible!"
"Give Karak Kaderin orders for future repairs and new fortresses, and the Ax of Dagor will fight for him!"
Because you are exactly what the master and apprentice agreed upon, the vampire has no ability to fly, and the dwarf demigod can't stop him from running away. Although this can easily solve the problem behind him, but if the eight people leave with their back legs and they come back with their front legs,
No matter how bad the reward was, Snorimir's reward turned out to be a false promise. "A small pile of zombie skeletons appears behind to block the road. You just kill them?"
"As he sees it, you also hold the authority and have the same requirements as the master. Of course, I take precedence."
"So you need the help of you and your guards. You may miss the first opportunity to revitalize the motherland!" Boyer declared in a low voice, seeming to be mentally preparing for the conditions he will agree to next.
"Perhaps I am holding back my energy and want to wait until I get to the Winter Palace before using it?"
"The world is under control, just slow down the march!"
"That's bad news. Even the warriors of the north who fall into the surrounding skeletons will be exhausted." Vladimir smiled slightly. The presence of Wanxing Wanmir outside meant that he was not prepared for a small hemorrhage.
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The turmoil has brought only severe suffering to the special people. Undead creatures are indeed disgusting, but how bad can a living ruler be? If this Caitaline can even pass the test, what will happen to the people in the city?
Residents may even fall to you.
"The world?"
Considering that those vampires need to collect crops, as long as they "donate blood" regularly, they can live and work in peace and contentment, many people even go to great lengths to escape to their rule, which does not sound like the "snake catcher theory" of another world.
"how to say?"
Vladi raised the corner of his mouth, walked a few steps slowly and rushed to the back of the team. He rubbed his hands together and brought up two whirlwinds to sweep the high-level undead to both sides of the road.
The far-reaching power brought by the unlimited power has attracted waves of suspicion. In addition to the stories of various bards, the demigods should not have the power to change the sky and the earth with just one move.
"I'm just an apprentice, this guy with his beard dragged to the ground is the real deal!"
"Because you have insight into your actions, this devil can set out now to reach the Winter Palace before Daz gives up his control of the sky." Snorrimir suppressed the anxiety in his heart and did not elaborate on the process.
Ben results.
"Four hundred, half of them are elites!"
Vladimir had no control over all that. Participants and spectators from all over the country retreated to Kyoto and brought only personal guards to the competition. Bringing an army of 1,400 people was tantamount to self-inflicted trouble.
"You are familiar with the vampires under the sea, and you also know the difference between them on land. I also met the Red Duke in Bordeaux City, and there was no Phatis at that time! How did you hear about me in those years?
information."
Boyer took a deep breath and spoke the truth word by word. The oldest of the eight dwarves is old enough to be my grandfather. Is there any point in playing stupid? Maybe those people can attack and kill in the open area.
But attacking a city is different from attacking a city with an egg against a stone.
"Is it because of your demigod strength? Why do you feel so powerful?"