"I hope my sister's illness can be taken away. Revered Lord God, your humble believers pray here." The little boy wearing dirty clothes knelt on a rock, with the rough surface facing him.
His knees are a severe challenge, and his still tender skin is suffering intolerable pain for people of his age.
The little boy clasped his hands together and prayed devoutly. Next to him lay a girl smaller than him. She was wrapped tightly in rags, but she was clean. She frowned and opened her mouth.
She was making wheezing and moaning sounds, which seemed very imaginative, but she was suffering from the most terrifying disease for people of her status, wind-heat.
Disease. The cause of the patient's illness is very simple. Insufficient food, warm clothes, and excessive fatigue. Although the conditions for the disease are very simple, its cure requires at least a second-level healing spell to be cast on her. Just rely on her.
It is almost impossible to cure oneself, and for people like them suffering from this disease, the only solution is to cure it completely after suffering.
Silence, this is a very acceptable fact. The little boy knows that under him, in this medium-sized gathering place, the survivors from Digus are concentrated here. At least more than four-ninths of the people are infected with this disease.
Disease, you see, many people are like this, everyone will lose their loved ones, you are not alone, but the little boy is hoping for a miracle.
Walking by the lake, the Saint, or in other words, Jasmine, was very calm. She collected all her thoughts and planned the next step. Digus's breakthrough was expected, and the large-scale invasion of demons would definitely find a foothold.
Point, after failing in neighboring countries, naturally there is only one place to go. Jasmine’s eyes passed through the people who were involved in this catastrophe.
The homeless people and the powerful people have left long ago. Those who remain need to be protected. In other words, if they can't provide faith, then they are just a burden. However, Jasmine is not
They have not lost the power of the Saint, so these people are not really a burden.
"Everyone, please listen carefully!" Jasmine stood in the center of this simple stronghold. Magic power was attached to her voice and could be transmitted far away. All conscious people looked at Jasmine, with various emotions in their eyes, which were extremely unified.
The mood is that I hope to live a better life. That is the saint. Could it be that she is going to launch a large-scale magic to cure all people suffering from wind fever? People whose faces had lost their luster have used blazing heat to cure them.
His eyes were fixed on Jasmine.
"I want to use everyone's strength to rebuild a homeland that belongs to us." Jasmine said loudly, "The First Alliance has only given you pain. Submitting to others must be a kind of compromise with one's own destiny. Since how to rely on others
Even if you can't let yourself protect the dream you want to have, why not create a country by yourself?" Jasmine's words were like a super-powerful nuclear bomb falling in everyone's heart, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of confusion,
What the hell is this girl talking about? If the identity of Saint Jasmine hadn't been deeply imprinted in everyone's minds, everyone might have thought that this woman was crazy. The soldier who luckily escaped from the demon's pursuit looked like a fool.
Looking at Jasmine, if they were allowed to believe in a new main god who could give them hope, it would be easy to discuss, but if you directly tell others to change their nationality, that would be serious! Changing beliefs and betraying one's own country are two completely different things.
thing!
"Lord Saint, are you not dreaming?!" A refugee stood up and said in a questioning tone.
"No!" Jasmine replied firmly, "Have you ever really gotten the life you want under their rule? With rigid classes and rigid taxes, can you possibly get a good life? What's more, the one who saves you now is not the Philippines.
The guards of the Star Alliance, but us, the gods of the Temple of the Space Lord God.
Staff members, you know that the belief in the Space God is very unique in the main plane, because even if it is not stated openly, most of the evaluations of the Space God on the road are not very positive. Some people even say that the Space God is the tenth
The three main gods of the abyss! But what? You should also know that standing in Feist
Even if some of the dark history of the Lord God behind the Alliance was deliberately eliminated by the people over at the Temple, this chaos, which is enough to be recorded in an immortal epic, has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of each of you, passed down from generation to generation, and will last forever! Once here
There was only one kingdom, three main gods, two orcs, and one dwarf. Later
, there are only two orc empires and their main gods, and the Fist Alliance and the Fist main god we are seeing now!" At the end of the sentence, a bright light burst out of Jasmine's body and slowly floated in the air.
It transformed into a huge barrier that enveloped everyone. It wasn't until Jasmine finished speaking that the barrier dissipated.
"So, stories from tens of thousands of years ago tell us many things. For example, it is difficult and easy to rebuild a country, but now the devil is invading. At this perfect time, we are given a chance to choose, continue to shrink in
There, you can still eke out a living, but then
In this way, it is better not to live. Do you long for a chance to truly live?" After Jasmine finished speaking, she looked directly at everyone. She knew that the people she could influence were very limited, but among this group of people who no longer have the meaning of living,
She has already planted a meaning in her body and is just waiting for the right soil to be selected.
"Lord Saint!" A little boy struggled to squeeze out from the crowd, his little face flushed. People stared at this brave little boy, "Can you save my sister? I don't care if I can build something new."
As long as you can save my sister, I will do whatever you ask me to do!"
"Of course, not only that, if you are willing, I can teach you spells. I believe that as long as everyone here is willing, the Lord God will mercifully give everyone a chance to live a new life." Jasmine flicked her finger, and a beam of profound magic power shot to you.
The little girl lying on the rock was filled with white steam. The little girl's face suddenly became much rosier, her heavy breathing became calmer, and her expression became much softer.
"..." A deathly silence echoed in the crowd. They looked at each other wordlessly. Jasmine just stood there steadily. Everyone's eyes finally focused on her. It was the little boy who broke the silence again.
"Lord Saint, I am willing to work with you to build the home we dream of. You have given me a miracle, so I want to give you a miracle in return!" The boy's voice became weaker and weaker, but this sentence completely
Jasmine's route is cleared.
"I am also willing to join. I am already a useless person and have nothing left. There is nothing left except death. How can I be able to attract such fantastic hopes? My Lady, you must ask me to join!
"Someone immediately chased after her, and her voice trembled violently.
"Yes! Lady Saint, we have nothing left. As long as you give us a direction in which we can work hard, we will be very satisfied!"
"I'll join in too!"
"And me!"
Of course, the words of affirmation are also mixed with the cynicism of these people, "A bunch of stupid people, are they really confused by the devil and have forgotten the fate of the rebels?"
"Yes, yes! The empire's methods are far from being as simple as they see. These ignorant fools deserve to be led away for the rest of their lives!"
Those harsh sounds seemed particularly small among the loud sounds. Jasmine's eyes inadvertently glanced at those people who were sneering...
An angry god, or rather, even a being like a god, still has emotions like a higher intelligence. It may be an idiot to say that, okay, very idiotic. God is derived from these higher intelligent creatures, so how could it be so?
What about not having these emotions?
The reason why I think gods are cold, Liming thought, is that it is indeed the fault of the divine settings created by those big guys who got into Western fantasy novels back then. Who said that when we gather the power of faith and ignite the divine fire,
If you cast a godhead, you will have a cold personality like the server? What's more, the person Li Ming was with at the time was known as the world's largest homosexual.
The talented people in the ghost section of the dating website are so powerful that they can even make the server girl's voice look weird. Are you afraid that you can't manually add some affection to the affectionate God?
Ahem, far away, after comforting the angry child, Dawn can finally meditate. The increase in the level of the soul system will also promote the magic power of other attributes. After all, magic power comes from the strength of the soul power.
, to give a simple example, magic power, engine power, soul power, engine energy. Dawn is based on space
The spell inheritance passed down to him by the Lord God can barely cast fourth-level space spells. However, this spell is too violent. It is a bit more circuitous than space tearing, a bit more durable than space cutting, and more powerful than space teleportation.
A bit domineering, a bit more flashy than space interference, this newly learned spell is, space isolation!
Let's continue to use Dawn's understanding to interpret this skill. Normally you can wander around in a big room, but now there is a man who can fly to the sky, escape from the earth, and run against the wall. He is holding a transparent and non-touchable light screen that can be stretched freely.
, the skill is to let this idle and panic-stricken master place the light screen at any position in this large room, and once placed, the large house will be divided into
Two parts, you can only move in the part you were originally in. Strictly speaking, there are still many loopholes in this analogy. To really achieve this kind of forced division of the main plane into two parts, haha, set a small goal first,
Let’s talk about reaching the height of the Lord God of Space! What? Can you not reach this level? That’s okay! You want to tell me how you can withstand such a huge amount of magic power and stay in your body instead of filling you up!
When Liming was thinking about how to deploy this tricky skill, a low sobbing sound came from her ears. Liming opened her eyes and saw this spotted leopard clan hugging herself and crying, with white tear gland secretion on its furry face.
Are you crying? Liming wants to put this crying spotted leopard to rest, at least don't let this guy ruin this robe that he earned from volunteering at the Temple of Light again. Liming saw this crying leopard.
Wake up.
"I'm really sorry." He apologized repeatedly, "Sometimes I accidentally wake up and find myself like this. I'm sorry for causing you trouble!"
"It's okay!" Liming replied kindly, brother, if you are a cute-looking girl with animal ears, if you do this, the fat man will shed tears of emotion, hug her, and whisper softly
Said: Don’t be afraid, sister, there is no obstacle in life that you can’t overcome. With me by your side, I
I will protect you, and you will start your life again from now on! However, why does this scene make Li Ming so angry?! I have really traveled through time and lived like a seal! Why does this kind of incident that can quickly capture girls happen to men?
On my body?! It’s disgusting!
"Actually, our group of people are very similar. We are all homeless people." Li Ming was confused in his heart and decided to talk to this leopard who did not have the consciousness of an orc. "Don't look at me like this. In fact, I
He is also a wanderer, but let me tell you, wandering people are more
Reality is the most free. You can be wild. Just like I told you, you can meet many interesting people and pass by many interesting places. The most carefree thing is that when you are tired, you can find someone you like.
A place where you can spend your whole life with people you don’t hate.”
"..." The leopard seemed to be frightened by Liming's words. It looked up and down at Liming and flicked its long, slender and elastic tail.
"But all this is based on you having your own power, your own power. Orcs seem to regard drinking as a very honorable thing, but drinking also requires Feist. You said you have Feist but you don't."
You can still drink despite your strength, but you will meet people like today. They will take away all your Pist and let you live on the street. No matter how good you are in drinking, if you can't drink,
What's the point! You want to imitate the wine master you call, but do you know that your seemingly powerless wine master can knock me down with one hand! So, what you should chase is change.
To be strong, not to increase the amount of alcohol." The bonfire was relit at dawn, and the orange firelight illuminated the two people in the darkness, "I said, we are very similar, we are both travelers..." (To be continued)