In the western sky, a bright star appeared in the afterglow, heralding the coming of night, and the mountains on both sides of the Solna Valley began to darken.
When Lucien arrived at the agreed-upon hidden cave, El, Francis and Jacob were already waiting there. After making a long circle to get rid of the tracking false gods and priests, they actually arrived earlier than Lucien.
"Leviathan, why are you so late?" Jacob, who had a white beard on his face, asked in a deep voice, while using divine magic to check if anyone was following Lucien.
El and Francis also looked over with doubts. It was not far from the city of Husum, and "Leviathan" jumped into the river and left when the moon god Asin appeared. There was no need to get rid of the false gods and priests.
Why is it that the arrest is still later than the three of us?
Lucien said calmly: "After I jumped into the Solna River, I was hit by the tide caused by the moon god Asin. I was unable to swim out of the city smoothly, so I was delayed a lot of time."
"Yeah." Jacob nodded, and he really didn't find anyone following him, so he felt relieved.
El's face was slightly pale, but there was always a smile on his lips, and he was very high-spirited: "Although the moon god Asin was not killed this time, it was successfully deprived of his divinity and shocked the other false gods. You all do it.
Well done, I will reward you well!"
"This is our glory." Jacob quickly replied.
At this time, Francis took out a small laurel box from his arms, filling the cave with a faint fragrance, and there was a faint hint of magic on it.
This was given to him and Jacob by El to collect the divinity of the moon god Asin. Without this box, "mortals" could neither see the brilliance of the divinity nor touch it, let alone collect it.
"The great 'God of Resurrection, Fertility and Redemption, this is the divinity of the moon god Asin." Somewhat beyond Lucien's expectation, Francis simply handed over the "Divine Glory" to El.
El eagerly took the wooden box made of laurel, and opened it gently in front of Lucien, Jacob and others. Suddenly, a stream of cold light like moonlight shone out, cold and clear.
Cool and refreshing.
Without hiding his curiosity, Lucien concentrated on looking at what divine radiance was.
The tiny fragments of the silver moon inside the wooden box are as if they are virtual and real, as if they are in a far, untouchable distance that is difficult to truly approach. At the same time, there seem to be many vague and changing things in each small piece of the silver moon, giving people an inexplicable sense of sacredness.
feeling.
These fragments float quietly in the wooden box as if dead, occasionally shrinking and expanding slightly.
"Why does it look familiar..." Lucien felt a very familiar feeling as soon as he saw the divine brilliance of the moon god Asin. His memory turned over and he began to try hard to recall where he had seen it before.
"You three guard me." El ordered in a worried voice. If he hadn't been worried about "Leviathan" attracting enemies such as the Lord of War, he would have been unable to control his impulse. As long as he absorbed this tranquility and tranquility, which symbolized immortality,
With the divine nature of the Moon God, you can restore your strength, consolidate and expand your priesthood!
"Yes!" Both Francis and Lucien watched El absorb divinity with slightly burning eyes.
El's right hand suddenly shrouded in a quiet and distant light, which not only gave people a feeling of death and sleep, but also seemed like a quiet corner of the soul. Then with this light, he reached into the wooden box and grabbed the floating silver moon fragments.
A little bit of the fragments began to gather under the driving of El, and gradually they condensed into a ball of silver-white light, like a small silver moon.
This silver-white light ball contracts and beats like a heart. It is profound, majestic, aloof and sacred, and looks down on the earth indifferently like the real silver moon forever.
Lucien's mouth opened slightly involuntarily, and familiar memories poured out like a tide!
In the reflection of the world of the dead in the Sphinx's mausoleum, the rusty and blood-stained light ball floating above Finks' coffin
On the inner floor of the Sun King's underground palace, the pale white transparent ball of light is held in the palm of the statue of Thanos...ยทยทยท
Each picture is like a frozen movie, so clear and shocking. Although the colors and details are different, the feeling of being high above, intangible, inaccessible, constantly changing, and sacred and inexplicable is so consistent!
Lucien had a flash of inspiration, and seemed to understand something. He seemed to have grasped a trace of the mystery of the gods and ancient devils. But then a stronger doubt arose in Lucien's heart: Silver Moon Aitna's existence far exceeded all
The same is true for the existence of living creatures, ancient hells and abyss. Where did they come from? The existence and manifestations of the seven ancient demons, false gods, and gods are also very different. Why is this?
Have you fallen into a misunderstanding of your thinking?
"It seems that there are more secrets in the world of the dead than I thought." Lucien sighed softly in his heart, and a little question emerged, "This moon god's divinity is because I wear the crown of the sun.
Did you just see it, or was it because of the laurel box?"
The silver ball of light slowly merged into the light shrouded in El's right hand, making it slowly light up with a cool color.
El's face was twisted and ferocious, as if this was a very painful thing.
The light expanded rapidly, enveloping El like a cocoon, contracting and beating like a heart.
After a while, a feeling of coldness, aloofness, and sacred indifference emerged from the "cocoon". The brilliance quickly converged, penetrated into El's body, and completely merged with it.
El opened his eyes, his pupils became deeper and deeper, like the starry sky at night, and his whole person's temperament became much more feminine: "My three major priesthoods of resurrection, fertility, and redemption have been significantly strengthened and restored to the level of Afanduo."
At the level of the era, it also has two additional priesthoods: undead creature and moonlight."
I'm a little confused as to what my name is as a god, let alone the flames of Afando and the priesthood of destruction.
"Resurrection, undead creatures belong to the realm of death, fire, fertility belong to the realm of life, redemption, moonlight belongs to the spiritual and material realm, and destruction includes everything. Therefore, you are the master of matter and spirit, the master of death and life, but there is no need to bother anymore.
If you change the name of God on a regular basis, you only need to create an incarnation, Asin, to accept the faith, and changing the name of God frequently is not conducive to the worship of your true believers."
"Why don't you restore the title of 'Sovereign Lord,' 'God of Doomsday Salvation' in the future, and let everything in all fields belong to you. We will also emphasize this point when we preach."
Francis was still moving El closer to the "one and all-powerful" God of Truth, while Lucien was silently observing and recording, hoping that this experiment could explain some of the questions in his mind.
"Very good, this is my true name of God." El's eyes lit up with strong ambition. Regardless of whether he was a true believer before, now he completely believes in this and takes it as his goal. "The false gods who betrayed in the past,
One by one I will strip them of their divinity."
Obviously, the harvest brought about by this divine fusion is too much to stop.
El looked at Francis and Lucien with satisfaction and said: "Your performance this time shows your piety. I will give you 'spiritual seeds' to make you stronger and gain a longer life."
After speaking, he stretched out his right hand, and a ball of silvery-white tranquil light floated on the palm of his hand. Compared with the previous "divine radiance", this ball of light was a little less aloof and inaccessible, but it was sacred and vast.
still.
"So this is the 'spiritual seed,' the divine radiance that can be seen with the naked eye after being transformed by the gods... Is this the source of the priests' divine magic?"
Lucien probably understood what the "spiritual seed" of the false god priest was, but he was even more confused. This spiritual seed would obviously reduce the "divine power" of the false god himself, so the number must be strictly controlled. This is consistent with
The number of strong men in the major false god churches in the northwest of the Dark Mountains is the same, which can be initially confirmed. However, within the Church of Truth, there are thousands of priests, bishops, and cardinals who can cast spells.
Even if the God of Truth has surpassed the level of Aitna, such a separated divinity has long since become an ordinary existence. How is it different from the false god? Or is that level already beyond my imagination?
"Francis, you have shown great strength and helped me defeat the Moon God. You are the most dedicated person among all people. Although this spiritual seed can only give you the strength of a high priest.
But it can make up for your lack of magical means, allowing you to flexibly adapt to different situations. You hold it, communicate with it with your own piety, and then you can fuse it."
After the originally handsome El absorbed the divinity of the Moon Goddess, his outline became softer and his eyes became narrow and long, making him look very feminine. At this time, his eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at Francis with a half-smile.
If he has ulterior motives, he will not dare to absorb the spiritual seed, because in this way, if his faith is shaken in the future and he wants to betray, his soul and body will be swallowed up by the spiritual seed.
"After absorbing this spiritual seed, you will have about six levels of divine-like strength..." Lucien lowered his eyes, paying attention to Francis's reaction. What means would he use to avoid this problem?
"My piety is no worse than anyone else." Francis smiled and took the spiritual seed, held it in his palm, and then recited the prayer of God El in a low voice.
Soon, the spiritual seed vibrated gently, made a buzzing sound, and blended into Francis' palm, letting his body exude a sacred and solemn aura.
Lucien's mouth was half open, he, he absorbed the spiritual seed like this?
Are you kidding me? How could he believe in El devoutly? He is not worried about the devouring of spiritual seeds?
Or, does he have a way to avoid it?
In Lucien's mind, Francis became even more mysterious and seemed to hold many secrets just like him.
"Leviathan, you are smart, rational, keen and brave, and have made great contributions. This is your spiritual seed, which will allow you to gain the strength of an ordinary divine-blood hero." El was very satisfied with Francis' piety.
Unexpectedly satisfied, he once again condensed a ball of silvery "spiritual seed", which was much weaker than the one given to Francis just now.
Compared to Lucien, who only showed his ability to talk, Francis, who had superior strength, was obviously more valued.
This time, the bystander was Francis. He smiled, watched with El and Jacob as Lucien took the "spiritual seed".
In view of the various examples of failure of his ancestors in exploring magicians to perform magical arts, Lucien has no doubt that even if he keeps his mind in a trance-synchronized state by reciting prayers and religious rituals, he will be able to communicate with his cognition after absorbing the "seed of spirituality"
The world is in strong conflict, and either the cognitive world collapses, or like the mad dog Altir, who has the Holy Light but cannot use it, and El and others see the problem.
How could such a dangerous thing be absorbed as carelessly as Francis did?
"You have only been in the Secret Prayer Society for more than ten days, and you don't have the strength of Francis, so it will be more difficult to absorb the spiritual seed for the first time, and you need to try again and again." El saw that Lucien's movements were a little slow, so he seemed to encourage him.
He said as if urging, while Francis and Jacob stared at Lucien with unknown but different smiles.
Lucien lowered his eyes, brought his hands to his chest, and brought the "spiritual seed" into contact with the center of his chest.