Chapter 1376 What should I do if the students are disobedient?
On the vast plains, billowing smoke and dust rose from the earth like wolf smoke, making the blue sky darken and the earth trembling gently. The reason was that there was a huge army marching on the plains.
"It's the first time I've seen so many people gathered together! It's really spectacular!"
In an array that was following the troops, a young man wearing full body armor poked his head around. He could not see much, because he could only look directly in front of him, and occasionally looked around with his peripheral vision.
But even so, everything he saw amazed him. This was a big scene he had never seen in his life. Such a crowded scene made him excited and felt his heart surge.
"If you can return to your hometown alive, what happens from today on will not only be remembered for a lifetime, but also brag for a lifetime."
An officer who was riding a war beast and keeping the queue in order happened to hear the sighs of his soldiers and couldn't help but responded seriously.
"Uh, sir, what do you mean?"
The soldiers who were originally high-spirited, confident, and full of good expectations for their future were now panicked.
"Just think about it with your poor little head. We are going to fight. The big guys above have sent so many troops. You can imagine how powerful our enemy will be.
When the time comes for us to fight, let alone you, even I won't be much better off than you."
"Then what should we do?" The soldiers heard the officer's words and there was a commotion. They were all a little restless.
"Why are you panicking? This war is a holy war. All the heroic souls who died in this war will return to the embrace of the gods you believe in, and then gain eternal life in the kingdom of the gods."
The officer scolded indifferently. Although his expression was colorless, there was not much fear or panic. He knew that the probability of his survival in this war was not high, but he was a devout believer, and death was not a problem for him.
Words are not the end, but a new beginning.
"Is this true? After we die in battle, we can go to the kingdom of gods and enjoy eternal life."
Some soldiers couldn't help but raise a small question about this matter. After all, for people like them at the bottom, the high gods are like an unattainable dream.
Biographies that promote the power of gods are more like legends to them. Being able to go to the kingdom of gods after death feels a bit illusory to them.
"Of course it is true. Look at how many armies there are around us. Except for the great subordinates, no monarch has such appeal.
All the ministers jointly issued an oracle and personally promised that anyone who died in this war would receive eternal life after death.
But please note that only heroic spirits of warriors have this qualification. If it is due to other things, such as turning your back to the enemy while escaping and being shot to death by the enemy's bow and arrow, this does not count."
"Hahaha!"
When the serious-faced officer told such a joke, it immediately aroused a burst of moderate laughter.
The eyes of the soldiers who were confirmed again were filled with the flame of fighting spirit. The great god made a promise to them, so what else is there to be afraid of?
Bah! Bah!
While the soldiers were talking and laughing, a swarm of flying war beasts roared like dark clouds, drifting across the sky, leaving large shadows on the ground.
…
kill!
In a hilly area that was uneven and unsuitable for a battlefield, two armies suddenly encountered each other. After confirming each other's identities, they started fighting without any preparation.
The battle entered a fever pitch from the very beginning, with soldiers on both sides fighting risking their lives, most of them with extremely fanatical expressions.
Because this is a war caused by conflicts between gods, most of the troops participating in the war have a certain basis of belief, and the proportion of believers among them has reached more than half.
Under the guidance of a group of devout believers who are not afraid of death, even if the rest of the soldiers have doubts, they will be coerced into charging the enemy together, and then start fighting desperately. On the battlefield, even the commander has a choice.
Not much.
The sound of weapons piercing flesh and blood echoed on the battlefield every moment, and the instinctive screams and wails of creatures before death came one after another, like a sad piece of music.
This was a miserable scene like Shura Hell. Two opposing armies with faith encountered each other, and the brutality of their fighting surpassed that of any secular army.
The two sides regard each other as heretics and want to get rid of them quickly. There is no possibility of compromise between the two sides. Unless one of the gods they believe in is defeated, this war will only continue forever.
"Muria!"
A soft call sounded in Muria's ears. The god, whose eyes were filled with tragic scenes of battlefields, turned his head slightly and looked at his partner.
"I'm here, you said."
"Can you change the war mode? I don't like the war being waged now. In my kingdom of God, the number of petitioners is increasing almost every moment."
The goddess who is in charge of [Light] but is extremely warlike asked. In his kingdom of God, although the number of petitioners is increasing, she is not happy about it like other gods of faith. She just feels sad.
.
The believers who provided faith for the gods should have relied on the power of the gods to obtain a better life, but under the desires of the gods, they became pathetic expendables.
"...How do you want to fight?" Muria asked after being silent for a while.
"Start a war directly with the opponent's gods, and I can be the vanguard!" Michaelela is simple and direct. To the enemy, he is the invincible Valkyrie, but to his followers, he wants to be a
A worthy god.
"If I can't win, I've already tried."
Muria shook his head slowly. He didn't know what Michaela was thinking.
Because of his one thought, the fate of hundreds of realms and tens of billions of living beings were changed. Every moment, hundreds of thousands of intelligent beings perished because of the battle of faith.
Only the most devout believers are qualified to enter the kingdom of gods and enjoy the so-called eternal life promised by gods. In fact, they are reduced to "little batteries" that provide faith. When petitioners exhaust their soul potential
, that’s when they dissipated.
If he didn't have such thoughts, under the rule of gods, the victory of hundreds of realms might not be better than now, but it would definitely not be worse. Because war is always the worst, without it
one.
"..."
This time, it was Michaela's turn to be silent. She really didn't know what to do now. She felt sad for the believers who died in the battle and sympathized with their plight.
But apart from gathering those petitioners who had devout faith and were qualified to enter the Kingdom of God, she could not do anything substantial.
Because He knows that this war is of great significance to her partner. It is a war that stakes the future of the couple and determines their future achievements.
This is a war that they can only win but not lose, so an armistice is absolutely impossible, and changing the way of war is equally impossible.
As Muria said, he has already tried it. In terms of the combat power of the top level, their side does not have much advantage. Therefore, they can only influence the top level through the bottom level to win.
The foundation of the existence of gods is the intelligent beings living in the realm. If a large number of believers die, even gods will fall to the status of gods and lose everything.
Of course, losing followers is a very serious matter for a pure god of faith, but for an ancient god like the Sun God who was born from the beginning, it does not harm the foundation, it will only lose part of the power, which is harmless.
However, Muria never expected to be able to influence him through the war of faith. He only needed to reduce the wings of this god as much as possible. When the time comes, he can lead a group of gods to attack this lonely god.
.
But the prerequisite for all this is that Muria must win the war, otherwise the Sun God will bring his own gods to attack him.
"Actually, there is another way."
Seeing his silent partner, Muria felt a little unbearable. Although he didn't like asking his followers to risk their lives for him, as an emperor, he could make such a determination.
"What else can you do?" Michaela raised her head, slightly confused.
"Now that I want to be promoted again, it is impossible in a short time, but you can. Stop the war, wait until you are promoted to powerful divine power, and we can join forces to take down the Sun God. There will be absolutely no problem."
Muria revealed His solution - stalling for time.
The potential of the priesthood controlled by Michaela is definitely there. If you have enough faith, it is not a big problem to be promoted to powerful divine power, but this will take time.
"Instead of using up all your resources to cultivate me, why don't you choose your two gods? Whether they are the Feather Fire God or the Elf King, they are only one step away from being promoted to become powerful gods."
"After all, they are just my gods, not my partners. And after they are promoted, are they really willing to be driven by me?"
"Part of their clergy is in your hands. Even if this is the case, are you still wary of them?"
"It's not about being cautious. If they have the ability and can be promoted based on their own abilities, I will naturally not stop them at all. But if you want me to concentrate resources on cultivating them, I can't do it."
"So you would rather spend more resources on cultivating me?" Michaela was dumbfounded. She didn't even know what to say about her partner.
"Well, only in this way will our Divine Court be more intimidating. And after your promotion, even if those two guys are promoted as well, they will be more honest and honest and won't have too many evil thoughts."
"I suddenly remembered, have you forgotten someone?"
"Um?"
"The student you accepted, I remember you evaluated him to me. You said that he will definitely become a powerful god within a thousand years. In this case, you are so lacking in high-end combat power now, why don't you go and recruit your student?
Find it?"
"It's true that I am his teacher, but I took him by force in the first place. Now he has no idea whether he will admit it or not. And even if he admits it, he may not listen to me."