What is the most effective way to eliminate a god of faith? It is very simple. Destroy his temple, massacre his believers, and make him a rootless creature. As time goes by, when his divine power is exhausted, he will naturally die.
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The toughest way is of course to lead an army to break into his divine kingdom, blow up his divine body, and crush his divine kingdom, but this method only treats the symptoms but not the root cause.
As long as his church and believers are still there, he can return again after a period of time, so in the final analysis, it is very cost-effective to directly obliterate gods through force.
The best way is to defeat the gods so that they dare not emerge from the Kingdom of God, and then send legions to destroy the temples and massacre believers. This is what Tiffany and the giant legions are doing at this time.
As for why Muria didn't take action personally, it was because this power god was not worthy. He was assigned fifty-nine realms. If the area is converted, it can be regarded as fifty-nine small and medium-sized resource-rich worlds.
Although the realm where gods were born is not bad, Muria has already sent an incarnation and his daughter to conquer it personally. What else do you want? It is enough to give face.
Let him do it himself, but the waste of combat resources will delay the time for him to conquer the realm he has allocated. If he cannot take all the benefits placed in front of him, once other gods complete the conquest, something will happen.
What, it’s really hard to say.
Because after harvesting more realms and intelligent races, there must be gods who will gain more divine power and be promoted to become more powerful existences.
The same is true for Muria itself. Once he conquers the assigned realm, his promotion to a powerful god is an absolutely unshakable thing. By then, he will also become a boss-level god that the gods fear and admire.
"Coward!"
In the ruined city, Tiffany looked at the statue of the god that she had crushed and cursed with disdain. When she first came to this realm and led the army to destroy the temple.
This god, who was defined by her father as unconquerable and in need of death, once descended into an incarnation and tried to stop her, even counter-kill her, but was suppressed by her.
Well, that's it. The incarnation of the gods was pressed to the ground and rubbed against the dragon who wanted to destroy his faith. He was beaten to death in front of millions of his followers. It was so shameless.
After that, this god tried to struggle to his death several times, but his resistance was suppressed by Tiffany, and then there was no more. It has been given in vain. No one has the confidence to continue sending it, even if
God is no exception.
However, Tiffany acted very relaxed on the surface, but she knew very well that even if this god knew that she could not defeat him, he would never be willing to sit back and watch his faith be destroyed. He would still resist, and even drag everyone with him after he was unable to recover.
When all creatures go into the water together, something bad like this can happen.
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While Tiffany was "devoting herself" to her father, her other two sisters also led legions to conquer the realms arranged for them by Muria.
Not just them, all the core team that Muria brought from Erathia were arranged by him, such as the white tiger Troy who had made a contract with him, and the luoli queen Remi who he had raised for a while.
Leah, and the White Dragon Queen Clodia, these legends who could stand alone, were all released by him.
Of course, Indira was not one of the pets given to him by his grandfather. As long as Muria was not demented, he would not let her out of his sight.
Now that everyone around him has made arrangements, Muria has chosen to conquer the most difficult realm as his goal, just as his daughter, partners, or pets expected.
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The soft wind carrying the fresh smell of green grass blew by, and the wind chimes hanging in the temple made a crisp sound, which made the face of a woman who walked into the temple with an anxious face feel slightly relieved, and the anxiety in her heart was also relieved by the temple.
The sacred and peaceful atmosphere dissipated somewhat.
Then, the temple priest who was responsible for maintaining the temple walked out and looked at the anxious woman kneeling in front of the peaceful statue, praying devoutly, and then expressed her request.
A simple small temple, a small statue of a god, a temple priest in simple clothes, an ordinary person praying devoutly... all these simple and ordinary things fell into the eyes of a being.
In the gap invisible to ordinary mortals, beings with monstrous ambitions carefully observe them. Their performance, as well as the performance of the objects they pray to, will determine the way this being conquers their world.
Yes, in Muria's eyes, he could see that as the sad-faced woman prayed, the originally simple and crude little statue of the god began to glow with a faint aura, and then a touch of light that, to him, could
What can be called a weak consciousness appears.
The shape of the spirit that appeared was more peaceful than the statue of the god placed on the altar table, but it was less majestic. However, its existence was invisible to the two mortals in the small temple.
Weak... This is the evaluation of the "god" that accepts prayers from mortals in Muria's eyes. Because of its existence, except for its ability to accept and accommodate faith, which is the only trait that is the same as the true god, there is nothing that can compare with the true god.
Already.
But he is very kind, well, because in the world of Muria, this spirit that cannot be called a god at all responds to the prayers of mortals. It will part with the little power that maintains its own existence and give it to
This woman came to ask for expulsion from her son's disease.
When the woman left the temple with the amulet containing a faint spiritual power, the smile on the worshiped god's face became more kind, even if its power was weakened a little.
This is probably an existence similar to the Earth God, but it is weaker than the Earth God. If it loses the worship of mortals, it will probably dissipate in a short time. It is a very fragile god.
"Will you respond like this to every mortal who prays to you?"
A voice sounded with a trace of curiosity, but the temple Zhu, who was cleaning the temple seriously with a broom, suddenly didn't realize that the originally smiling god's face changed drastically, and he looked at the statue who didn't know when he was standing in front of it.
exist.
"Lord God!"
Ling, who looked like an old man and was about half the size of an adult, bowed his hands to Muria solemnly, with a respectful expression.
"Don't be nervous, I just want to ask you a few questions and express your thoughts."
Mulia, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, waved his hand, but he was not much stronger than a mortal. He just possessed some supernatural powers and did not dare to be careless. In its eyes, every part of the being in front of him, even
The robes on the body and the crown on the head are all composed of vast divine light, and its brilliance is far more brilliant and dazzling than the sun above the head.
Such an existence is far beyond its imagination, because its most essential core is just a faint divine light, far less than what is present in the existence before its eyes.
"Lord God, for every human being who prays to me, I will respond to them to the best of my ability."
"Aren't you afraid that you will die because of this? The response to some wishes will be at the expense of your own existence." Muria asked about the smallest god he had ever seen, with a gentle attitude.
"I haven't thought about this." The old man's spirit shook its head. It really hadn't thought about it.
"You don't have to respond to every mortal who prays to you, just respond to a part of it, so that your existence will gradually become stronger." Muria gave this weak god very pertinent advice. This is what real gods do.
Yes, they will only respond selectively, and the balloons of some believers, even so, are enough to maintain their faith.
Responding to the prayers of believers without restraint will only empty oneself, because there is no upper limit to the desire for things, and they will always ask for things that they cannot match.
"Not responding to prayers?" Lingtong was shocked when he heard Muria's suggestion, "How can this be done?"
"Why can't it be like this?" Muria became more interested after hearing such a strange rhetorical question. "Mortals pray to gods, and gods naturally have the right to choose whether to respond. Isn't it normal to ignore some prayers?"
"But... doesn't this betray their piety?" The weak god still couldn't understand, and its expression of confusion made Muria marvel.
"You have a very simple group of believers."
With the performance of the weak earth god in front of him, Muria understood the reason with just a sweep of his mind. The small village at the foot of the mountain was its root cause. The simple villagers would not ask too much to the god who protected them.
Excessive demands.
"However, your approach of using all your strength to restore your wish still won't work! If one day, a villager begs you, and you use up all your own strength to accomplish what he asks for, what will you do?"
"Then respond!" The weak spirit replied in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Aren't you afraid of your own demise?" Muria asked strangely.
"Not afraid." The short god without any majesty of the gods replied very honestly, "This is the meaning of my existence. I exist to respond to their prayers. If I refuse for the sake of existence, then my existence will not exist."
meaning."
"You are more suitable to be a god than all gods, including me." Muria said sincerely as he stared at the first miraculous existence he encountered after entering this realm.
"God, you are serious." The little spirit panicked. Although such praise sounded good, it made God feel extremely uneasy.