Todd and Rachel decided to use the method of the coming of the Holy Spirit to build the country, but the first question was which belief system to adopt.
If you still use the Christian rhetoric, I'm afraid it won't be very convincing to these barbarians and gladiators from the north. After discussing with Rachel, Todd finally plans to adopt the belief culture of the gods of the North Island.
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The reason why he did this was a decision made after careful consideration.
The residents of the northern border mainly consist of three parts.
The first group of people are the people of the North Island. They believe in the legends of the gods of the North Island and can naturally accept the culture of the gods. The second group of people are the barbarians of the south. They believe in the three ancient gods of ancient times, but they have no understanding of the gods of the North Island.
Human belief in gods does not exclude them, but in terms of doctrine, Odin and Fu
Leia and other gods regard it as the continuation of the bloodline of the ancient gods; the last group of people is a bit troublesome. They come from the northern kingdoms such as Ulster or Connaught. They have been in contact with Christianity for a long time, and some of them have even converted to Heavenly Father.
, this group of people has the lowest recognition of belief in gods.
Therefore, after some analysis, if you want to use the method of the Holy Spirit to come to the world to win over people's hearts and establish a kingdom in the northern region, after weighing the pros and cons and comparing the situation, it is undoubtedly the most convenient and convenient way to use the culture of the gods to gain believers.
The safest choice.
After confirming the belief system, Todd followed Deirdre and Rachel to supplement his knowledge of Northern mythology, and even spent a lot of time memorizing a large amount of Rune language.
After everything was prepared, Todd's soul space began an unprecedented transformation.
The entire soul world was originally divided into two levels, namely the above-ground research institute and the underground temple. The former occupies an area similar to that of a small village, while the latter is only a few hundred square meters in size if the depth is not included.
After some renovations, the above-ground part has basically remained the same, but the underground part has been extensively widened and repaired.
The originally small temple was built into a splendid castle, which Todd named the Golden Palace. He also created an endless river around the Golden Palace, and placed thick fog on the river to keep the fog layer from flowing.
It swirled and flickered with tongues of fire and lightning.
After completing a series of projects in the world of gods, Todd and Rachel floated in mid-air, admiring the spectacular scene below them.
"I really envy you for having such an ability..." Rachel looked at the breathtaking golden castle in the mist and said quietly: "I never thought that I could create a world like building blocks."
Todd looked down at his hands: "All this is not as smooth as you see. At the beginning, I can only control the space the size of a room, and then I can build a fully equipped research institute.
, and only later did I have the ability to create such a large and complex world."
"Moreover, with the increase in the number of people linked to souls and the inhalation of the Tyrant Virus, I feel that my body is getting stronger day by day. I am now able to create larger and larger spaces in the soul world and can also accommodate
More people stay in it longer.”
Rachel's eyes flashed with a hint of worry: "Todd, I'm a little worried."
"Worry?"
"The desire for power and power is like a slow poison, causing many upright people to slowly lose their original intention under the accumulation of erosion over time."
Todd waved his hand amusingly: "That depends on the person. For me, this assumption is not valid."
"I hope so." Rachel changed the subject: "We need to determine one thing next. What role do you plan to play in this world?"
Todd was stunned at first, but soon understood the meaning of Rachel's words, frowned and said, "This is indeed a problem."
"What about Odin, the King of Gods?" Rachel gave a suggestion: "We can say that after Ragnarok, Odin's soul is immortal and returns to the world."
Todd shook his head: "The Twilight of the Gods has already happened, and those figures from the mythical age have disappeared in the long river of history. I don't intend to borrow their names."
"Then what identity do you plan to use to meet believers?"
Todd activated his body and transformed into a dark monster in the form of a tyrant: "The descendant of the apocalypse, the master of heroic spirits, the survivor of the gods who rebuilt the divine realm of Asgard."
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Three days later, the tribe hall in Froststone Camp.
Todd was sitting upright, with Rachel standing on his right hand and Alfonso on his left.
Todd looked at the tribal leaders sitting on the floor in the room and asked, "Are everyone here?"
Ackerman, who was standing nearby, said quickly: "Boss, a total of twenty-two tribal leaders are here."
"very good."
Todd nodded and said, "I've called you all here today to tell you something."
Looking at the confused expressions of the tribal leaders, Todd stood up, his body gradually grew larger, and entered the tyrant form without warning.
The huge figure and terrifying appearance frightened all the leaders present. Amidst the screams, some even fainted.
Todd curled up, trying his best to prevent his head from hitting the ceiling of the hall, and said in a rich voice unique to the monster form: "As a member of the Ragnarok survivors, please come forward one by one, I will
Take you to the Holy Land."
None of the tribal leaders responded to this request. Everyone retreated in fear, looking for an exit.
The helpless Todd gestured towards Rachel.
The latter used his mind power to catch the leaders in front of Todd and help them complete the soul link.
After completing these preparations, Todd closed his eyes and brought everyone in the hall into the Golden Palace.
When the tribal leaders regained consciousness, they were so frightened by the dazzling scene in front of them that they forgot to breathe.
Magnificent golden palaces, countless luxurious decorations, and complex and gorgeous epic murals.
"I'm not dreaming, am I?" Someone squeezed his thigh hard, and the pain gave him the best answer.
Someone walked to the window, pointed at the scenery outside the window and shouted: "Look outside!"
The rolling river of mist, the gorgeous palace, a few people already have the answer in their hearts, but the answer is so shocking that they don't know whether they should say it out loud.
"This is the Golden Palace of Asgard." Todd, in his tyrant form, walked into the palace, and the ground shook with every step he took.
"How is this possible?! Both Asgard and the Golden Palace should have been destroyed in Ragnarok!"
Todd turned around and came to the Golden Throne with a loud voice: "When Ragnarok was about to come, the gods of Asgard safely sent a group of descendants out of the battlefield before the decisive battle. At the end of the Final Battle
After that, these descendants tried every means to build a new Asgard on the ruins..."
A tribal leader looked at the dark monster in front of him and stammered: "You mean... you are..."
"Yes, I am one of the descendants of the gods, and I am responsible for managing this new divine realm." Todd pointed to the hall and said calmly: "As you can see, the new Asgard has not recovered all its divine power.
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"Wait a minute!" A tribal leader loudly questioned: "How do you prove that you come from the age of gods?!"
As if he had expected such questions, Todd waved his hand and turned on the 3D holographic projection in the middle of the hall, playing the Battle of Ragnarok that Jingsu had taken him to watch before, for these leaders to watch.
It's just that Todd kept an eye on it. He added some extra easter eggs to the image, added his own image to the final battle, and specially added a video of him leading his descendants to escape from God's Realm.
This clip has been edited to include both real and fake images, and has completely conquered most of the devout believers spiritually.
Many leaders knelt on their knees, looking at Asgard slowly disintegrating in the flames, beating their feet and chests, and crying loudly.
But there were still a few leaders standing there, looking at each other at a loss, in a dilemma.
After waiting for the video to end, Todd turned his attention to those who were still standing: "Why don't you kneel down? Are you questioning the gods?"
There was a standing leader who tremblingly took out a wooden cross from his chest, moved his rickety body, and took two steps forward: "We are all baptized Christians, and we only recognize the Almighty and the only Lord.
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The other kneeling leader, with red eyes, raised his fists and got up, rushed towards the opponent, shouting loudly: "You blasphemous heretic! How dare you use your mouth to defile the gods."
Sanctuary!"
Todd gently raised his fingers and separated the two people who were fighting together.
He looked at the Christian holding the cross high, and suddenly felt that he looked familiar. When he thought about it more carefully, he seemed to be the tall and thin tribal leader who was fighting for grazing land.
"May I have your name?"
Upon hearing Todd's question, the Christian leader touched his swollen cheek and replied: "McGill."
After a moment, McGill added: "My tribe joined the Froststone Camp because the Ulster people took away our land, increased our tax burden, and occupied our sisters. My tribe and I hated it.
They are willing to sacrifice their lives fighting them, but this does not mean that we will change our beliefs!"
Todd shook the Iron Thorn Tail behind him and looked at the Christian in front of him: "If I remember correctly, you once led your tribe to participate in the defense battle of Frost Stone?"
"That's right!"
"In order to protect the camp, two warriors from your clan gave their lives honorably?"
"Yes, may God bless their souls!"
Todd, in the tyrant form, let out a dull laugh in his throat: "Don't rush to thank the Lord first. How can you be sure that their souls have returned to the embrace of the Heavenly Father?"
McGill raised his head in surprise, as if he didn't understand why the other party would ask this question.
"Pick one of the two tribesmen who died in the battle at random and tell me his name, age, and appearance!"
McGill hesitated for a while, and finally whispered: "Maxiken, my nephew, 21 years old, has a crescent-shaped scar on his right cheek."
Todd stretched his two iron claws into the mid-air of the hall and began to chant rune incantations. On the originally smooth and clean ground, many ancient and shining words suddenly appeared.
Tens of seconds later, a light blue spirit slowly fell from the sky to the ground.
Todd retracted his arms, looked at McGill and said slowly: "Take a closer look."
McGill rubbed his eyes and opened his mouth wide enough to fit an egg in: "Marsiken!"
The spirit whose name was called raised his head and looked at McGill, and said hesitantly: "Clan leader?"
McGill excitedly wanted to hug the spirit body, but found that he had missed it.
Todd leaned on the golden throne and said to the admiring leaders in the hall: "Due to his heroic performance on the battlefield, Marcikon has been taken into the Hall of Valor in the Holy Realm."
McGill, who had a few words with the spirit body of Marcikon and had no other doubts, took the cross from his neck and slowly knelt down at Todd's feet.
"Supreme descendant of the gods, I offer you my loyalty!"