Plans cannot keep up with changes. When the beautiful blueprint planned and designed on paper is actually implemented, you will find that it is not the same thing at all. There is a fundamental difference between reality and ideals.
"Father, our existing faith resources are not enough to support your Hundred Gods Plan."
In the vast divine palace, which emits billions of rays of light and illuminates the sky, there is a goddess with twelve wings stretched out behind her, reporting to the divine master sitting at the top.
"According to your previous surveys and statistics, didn't it say that it is enough to add hundreds of gods under my command? Why do you say it can't be done now?" Muria asked her doubts and waited for Gladys's answer.
Although the Hundred Gods Plan was proposed by him, it was his eldest daughter Gladys who actually investigated the data and perfected it based on the data, a direct descendant who would not put any thought into it at all.
"I didn't pay attention to one important thing, so the plan couldn't be completed satisfactorily. This was my negligence." Gladys lowered her head.
"Yes!" Muria nodded. Although his body is still merging between worlds, and the person sitting in the temple is only a superficial incarnation, he is also aware of what happens in the major realms under his command.
Know a little bit.
"According to the plan, all the faith resources in the realm under your command, father, are sufficient to support the emergence of hundreds of new gods according to the minimum standards. Originally, according to my idea, I led this plan in your name, father, even if the new gods will
If you desire faith, don’t dare to go too far.”
"But you miscalculated. Even if you impose restrictions on those guys, you still can't stop their believers from establishing churches spontaneously and actively expanding their faith."
Muria knew very well what was going on. The Hundred Gods Plan divided the faith resources under his command into one hundred equal parts. Each equal part was enough to support a god, but it was only stuck on the lowest standard line.
In theory, it is possible to shape hundreds of gods, but in practice, it is simply impossible to accomplish.
Even if the gods who are promoted first receive orders, they are not allowed to take the initiative to manifest and expand their faith, but their followers will preach on their own initiative, which is difficult to control.
We can't let these new gods send down divine revelations and tell their believers not to expand externally and just maintain the current scale? This is completely contrary to the orders that are the foundation of the existence of belief in gods.
When believers take the initiative to establish a religion and expand their faith, many new gods will not only not stop it, but will also secretly support it. This is determined by their identities.
Such behavior will undoubtedly disrupt the Hundred Gods Plan and usurp the interests of the subsequent gods, but this is bound to happen and cannot be prevented. In the final analysis, the cake is too small to support this plan.
"Yes, father, this is my mistake, please punish me."
"What's the punishment?" Muria waved her hand in a funny way, "This plan is under your control. Even if it succeeds, I can't give you any reward. Now even if it can't be completed, there will naturally be no punishment.
And in the final analysis, this is not a problem of your ability, but a problem of my strength. If I could obtain more realms at the meeting of gods, this plan can be implemented and completed smoothly."
"Then father, when do you plan to start the war?"
As soon as Muria finished speaking, Tiffany, who accompanied her sister, asked enthusiastically. This is not the question she is most concerned about now, but it is what some of the legends and new gods under Muria's command want to know most.
"When all preparations are complete, the war will naturally begin." Muria looked at her daughter and said with profound meaning.
The execution of the Hundred Gods Plan cannot be completed satisfactorily, and the most direct result is the ruling class under Muria, that is, the group that has just become true gods, and the legends who are qualified to become gods, but cannot be promoted due to insufficient faith resources.
Has a strong desire for external expansion.
Because of the existence of Muria, even if the gods compete in belief, they do not dare to break out into large-scale battles. They must maintain a superficial peace.
But whether they are qualified legends or new gods, they all need faith. Since they cannot plunder internally, they can only focus on the outside world, so they have the driving force to launch a war.
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The bright moonlight hung high in the sky, casting the cold moonlight on a team with a decadent atmosphere. They moved forward at high speed under the moonlit night, quickly moving away from the city standing behind them. Leaving this place made them feel...
A miserable place.
Ouch——
Suppressed roars sounded in the wilderness, pairs of greedy eyes looked at the team marching at night, and the faint scent of blood blew around with the wind. It was this blood that attracted the monsters who came out to hunt in the night.
After a brief observation, the hunters in the dark night determined that all their targets were injured, and their remaining sanity could no longer hold back the hunger in their bodies.
Along with roars, monsters of different shapes and sizes reached a tacit understanding with each other, formed a short-lived alliance, and all pounced on the team, which was unaware of anything strange around them.
Puff! Click!
The sound of sharp blades cutting through flesh and blood was heard intensively in a short period of time under the illumination of the moonlight. After a burst of sword flashes and shadows, the wilderness became completely quiet. The rich smell of blood floated around, and this time, not only did the smell of blood not attract
Any monster will make the surroundings quieter.
A massacre had just occurred, a one-sided massacre, and those who were massacred were the monsters wandering in the wilderness in the dark night. The team selected as their target easily turned them into framed monsters.
Ingredients grilled on a campfire.
"A bunch of blind things, don't even know who we are? How dare they attack us!"
Beside the campfire filled with the aroma of meat, a strong man in armor hummed with disdain, but what was very inconsistent with the arrogance and domineering look on his face was that he had a faint medicinal smell on his body. He was a
wounded.
"They are just a bunch of ignorant monsters. Why bother with them? We didn't bring much food, and they just delivered it. We should be grateful to them."
The man who also had a faint medicinal smell on his body responded. His face was a little pale and his breath was a little unstable, but these did not affect the sharp light in his eyes.
"How can you be so relaxed? You are actually talking about these meaningless things. Don't you want to think about how we will explain to the archbishop when we go back?" Another person intervened and joined the discussion, but these words caused everyone around the campfire to fall into a long silence.
, seems unwilling to face such a topic.
"Explain what?" After a long silence, someone finally answered, "This time we have tried our best. It is not because we are incompetent, but because the Red Dragon Sect was too shameless and actually dispatched a Holy Knight of the Dragon Palace.
Even if we were all put together, we are no match for this Paladin."
"Such an answer does not satisfy the bishops."
"The dissatisfaction of the adults sitting in the hall is their business and has nothing to do with us? Do they want us to die fighting there because of a small city with a population of less than 100,000?"
"It is impossible to die in battle. Everyone knows the agreement between the major churches that no matter how fierce the conflict is, there can be no death in battle. This is why we can sit here to discuss it now."
"Just punish me. It doesn't matter. No matter how bad the result is, it will still be the same. With the protection of the gods, I will not starve to death. Having said that, I have never understood this inexplicable agreement between the major churches. Although such an agreement
It can reduce casualties, but it’s too weird, isn’t it?”
"What's so strange? Such regulations have existed since the gods appeared and the church was established. You actually think about such boring questions. It seems you are too busy."
"No, what I mean is that if such a regulation exists, doesn't it mean that all the major churches belong to the same force?"
"So what if it is? So what if it's not?"
"If so, the injuries we suffered are completely meaningless. We are fighting against our own people for the right to preach. This is not what we should be doing!"
"What shouldn't happen? Existence is the truth. As you said, serious casualties are not allowed in battle. Such regulations show that all major churches are essentially one, and we are all fighting against our own people.
However, the fact that the battle itself takes place shows that it is necessary for its existence. The Popes, or the great ministers, need warriors like us."
"Need us? Do you mean that one day we will step onto the battlefield and start a real war with believers of other gods? We will fight to the death, and we will no longer show mercy to each other?"
"I didn't say this. You guessed it yourself and it has nothing to do with me."
"Although it sounds reasonable, where can such a heresy exist? I have never heard of it at all."
"It's okay if you haven't heard of it. This means that your vision has not reached the level of the Pope. When you get there, you will naturally know."
When the team that failed to compete with the Red Dragon Sect for missionary rights returned to the diocese directly under the jurisdiction of their own gods in the dust, it was already noon with the sun high in the sky.
Without waiting for a team to rest for a long time, the order from the church management was issued, and they would be personally received by the Pope.
Such an order put this team into a state of confusion. They didn't even think about it, and they didn't understand what virtues and abilities they had. They were lucky enough to see the Pope who was said to be the closest to God.
Their strength is not very strong, and there is no strong Paladin-level person in the team. What's more, their mission this time has failed, and they are not qualified to enter the main temple.
But when this team saw the Pope in the main temple, they felt completely at ease. Because the Pope with scales on his face and vertical pupils like a dragon and snake was not just meeting them alone.
A team.
All the teams of the church that had participated in the struggle for religious rights gathered here. Nearly ten thousand warriors who were good at fighting and had fanatical beliefs gathered in the main temple and listened quietly to the Pope preaching God's will.
As the Pope quietly narrated, the warriors gathered here understood the reason why they were summoned, holy war! The divine war that was about to begin for the gods they believed in.
They were summoned as the most skilled believers in the church, and would soon be the first troops to set foot on the battlefield to spread the grace of God.
Following the Pope's inquiry, the emotions of the soldiers summoned in the main temple gradually became fanatical. Without guidance, they chanted the names of the gods they believed in and chanted other words.
words of praise.
“A well-trained and well-equipped army will collapse if the death rate exceeds 30% if it receives sufficient backup support.
But an army with faith, even if it is short of weapons and extremely lacking in materials, can fight to the last man in the face of an enemy that is stronger than itself, and will not be defeated."
In a space transcending the material world, brilliant divine light filled the air. Fifty-seven gods gathered together, and then they shared the scenery of their main temples with each other.
Ignoring differences such as the race, number, and size of the temple among the believers, the scenes shared by the gods were similar. Warriors with devout faith were all summoned, and then informed that the real battle between the gods was about to begin.
Although these fifty-seven are all new gods who were promoted in a short period of time, considering the long life span of gods, it would not be a problem to say that these fifty-seven were promoted at the same time.
But the followers these gods can summon are completely different. Some only have a mere ten thousand people, while others can summon millions of legions. The gap between them can reach an extremely exaggerated hundred times.
In addition to the ability of the gods to manage each other, there are also some unique conditions such as the race that believes in them and the area where the belief is spread.
"I have been waiting for fifty years. I thought I would have to wait even longer. I didn't expect that His Majesty Muria finally planned to launch a war. How am I not ready?" A god sighed with emotion. When He answered
When the Lord God gave the order, He was still a little surprised because there was no warning in advance.
"We have to fight even if we are not prepared. His Majesty the Divine Lord's will cannot be violated. Besides, some of our companions are already going crazy waiting."
"Indeed, although we also want to start a war, we have completed our promotion. It is not a big deal to be patient for a while, but it is different for those companions."
"I can understand and feel their feelings because I have experienced it."
"They don't have to worry now. The war is about to begin. In the near future, more realms will be included in the rule of His Majesty the God Lord. Only half of the Hundred Gods Plan can continue to be implemented. All