"I have worked so hard to maintain this false civilization, and I am willing to put the ground behind me and act out such a show with him."
Even the shouts of the people could not cover up this cold ridicule. The high priest really heard it, and he was convinced that the speaker was standing next to him.
He turned his head suddenly and found someone who did not kneel to him.
He was a young nobleman whose whole body was covered with mud. His hair was fluffy and messy, and he was dressed in the tattered old Western Continent nobleman's clothes. He was in a mess.
However, this man showed a strong aura. He stood with his hands behind his hands and stood aside without any unnecessary movements. The high priest's heartbeat inexplicably accelerated, and the fear just now returned to his body again.
The high priest was aware of the strangeness of this mysterious man, but he did not dare to step forward in person, so he pointed at the guards who were still kneeling before him and ordered them to take him down.
"This is a blasphemer who dares to doubt the authority of the 'high priest' and who dares to deny the miracles of the Hero King!"
After this order, the guards immediately picked up their spears and surrounded the mysterious noble.
However, when they noticed the looming red light in the opponent's eyes, their hearts suddenly cramped, and the sudden fear made them tremble all over, and the weapons in their hands dropped one by one.
The high priest also saw those eyes, and was also frightened and took a dozen steps back, staring at him in disbelief.
After waiting for a moment, the young noble revealed a deep and sinister smile, which was like a flashing shutter, imprinting a cruel scene into everyone's memory.
"Fin...Humbaba?!"
As a soldier tremblingly shouted the devil's name, all the surviving residents were frightened and fled to the outside.
However, far away from the outer edge of the tower, the terrifying black mist rose again, and the demons seemed to be waiting for them, waiting for these desperate mortals to fall into their traps.
The black mist was isolated one kilometer away from the giant tower by some kind of force, and the residents of Akkad, who were filled with fear, would only understand the truth after they were massacred again by the demon.
The high priest was the first to see through this fact, but he did not alert the rioting crowd. Instead, he poured all his vigilance and despair into the strange nobleman in front of him.
He was very confused - it was clear that the black mist had been blocked by the power of the giant tower, and even the devil himself with goat's hooves and horns had been pushed out.
But now, why does the living person standing in front of him still have the aura of the devil?
"That's enough! Until now, haven't you told these mortals the truth? 'Your Excellency the High Priest'?"
The young nobleman finally spoke again. He shook the dust off his body. The clothes were similar to the classic service of Rayman Rand two centuries ago, symbolizing status and wealth, but now they were in dilapidated condition.
The high priest's fearful eyes suddenly tightened. He saw the truth and took a deep breath in disbelief.
Now, the soul in this noble body does not belong to him, but to Humbaba...or the Wild Hunt!
"Possessed..." The high priest gasped again, "You are indeed the devil!"
"oh?"
The young noble glanced at the high priest with contempt: "Compared with me, the priest who confuses people and hides the truth, what is he? You have deceived everyone, stolen their beliefs, consolidated your throne, and created illusions to confuse people."
Isn't the human world closer to the concept of devil?"
The high priest was speechless. He didn't expect that his long-standing plan would be seen through by what was in front of him.
In the past few days, he had never seen Humbaba in person, let alone communicated with him.
He only used the collected power of faith to resist the opponent when he launched an siege.
After being exposed, the high priest felt a great panic, a panic beyond fear of Humbaba and a panic about seeing the truth of the world.
"A greedy person who falls into Akkad is like having to go to hell after death. This is the case for you." The young noble pointed to the high priest, and then pointed to the residents who were still running around crazily. "They are the same."
Putting down his hand, he continued to speak to the high priest: "You are a seer, and you were the first to learn the secrets of this place. You could have found an opportunity to leave, but greed is still the curse rooted in your heart. You did not choose to escape.
, did not try to destroy this place, but used invisible techniques to package himself into a being respected by thousands of people, put on the tiger skin of the Hero King, and sat on the throne of the king outside of modern civilization.
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Plop!
The high priest sat on the ground and threw away his scepter.
The young nobleman did not press, but walked to the wall of the tower and stretched out his hand to touch the lines.
Nothing happened, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I didn't expect that if I chose to possess someone else and get close to here, I wouldn't attract the attention of the tower. After all these years, why did I just find out now? But thanks to you, at this critical moment today, my power has actually become weaker."
After hearing this, the high priest suddenly remembered the looming death aura in his body. At this time, the abyss had become much lighter, and the speed of devouring the power of faith was not so fast.
If you give him time to wait for the golden statue...
The high priest was suddenly startled and glanced over the devastation.
Now the death toll in the city has exceeded 70%, and the remaining living people have also fallen into chaos, and they can no longer gather the power of faith for him.
It's all that damned Bain man's fault!
The high priest gnashed his teeth in hatred.
If he hadn't appeared and placed a curse on himself, how could he have allowed these demons to break into his kingdom?
The previous attacks of demons and monsters were all repelled by the virtual image of the gods condensed by the huge power of faith, but this time...
The high priest clutched his chest tightly, and at this critical moment, he began to think about ways to save his life.
In fact, he is just a seer of the Second Path of the Sun, and his abilities at both stages are not particularly outstanding.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The first secret is the "Praise Officer". After studying this knowledge, the seer can condense something similar to "faith", and he can sing praises
, guide faith into a certain object, and people who agree with the song will become believers of this object and continue to provide it with the power of faith.
In other words, the ability of the Psalmist is actually to create gods...
This kind of creation of gods does not mean to actually create a god, but to create an object of worship in people's hearts, which does not exist.
Therefore, the preacher cannot let himself become the object of gathering faith, nor can he choose people or things that exist in the world and are well-known to the public.
The second secret of the path of the sun is the "idol".
"Idols" can draw vitality and lifespan from faith, connecting themselves with the objects sung by the chanter. Just as the high priest did, he took out the concentrated power of faith from the golden statue and used it for his own use.
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What he consumes will be shared equally by the residents of the whole city. The more believers there are, the stronger the power of faith will be. When it reaches a certain level, the high priest may make the object of praise appear sacred, bursting out in a short period of time.
Incomparably terrifying power.
It was because of this power that during his tenure as high priest, he defused Humbaba's attacks several times and made him return without success.
Only this time, the high priest was clicked by the young man Bain, and there seemed to be an abyss in his body that absorbed the power of faith, making him completely unable to control the power of faith, and finally the devil broke through the city.
The high priest looked disgusted and secretly reached out to the wall, carefully recalling how he had just caused the tower to explode with power.
But his little gesture could not escape the eyes of the young nobleman, who smiled and turned his head.