After Catherine left, Allen returned to his room again and quietly opened the stack of thick books that Catherine had sent before.
In this plane, both the magical civilization and the technological civilization are much inferior to the plane of Braden Kingdom.
Not only do the books here have rough paper, but most of them are handwritten copies and are at least several years old.
Because of this, when Allen understands the relevant information of this plane, he must also consider the issue of timeliness. After all, not every plane has newspapers published nationwide every day like Braden.
As he quickly read through these books one after another, the system, laws, history and other relevant information about the Essar Empire gradually came into his mind.
He discovered that in fact, this plane was not the belief of people who had always believed in the sun god, but would change with the change of dynasties.
For example, the previous rulers of this plane were a family called Vistana. They believed in a god called the God of War, and claimed to be descendants of the God of War.
However, after the rule of the Vistana family gradually declined, Nicholas, the founding emperor of the Essa Empire, suddenly rose to prominence in coastal towns.
He held high the emblem of the sun and called himself the "Son of the Sun". He destroyed the temples of the God of War across the entire continent and built the temple of the Sun God on their ruins. He established the belief in the Sun God as orthodox and promoted it nationwide.
After Nicholas the Great, the throne of the Essa Empire was passed down for five more generations, and the belief in the Sun God became more and more popular. As for the once glorious God of War, it has long been forgotten by people and turned into the dust of history.
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Before this, Allen had considered whether to pretend to be the envoy of the Sun God and intercept the power of faith in this plane to deal with the Goddess of Light.
But after seeing this information, he had new ideas
Can he support a new dynasty that believes in the dark god, overthrow the Esa Empire, and let this plane change its dynasty again?
In this way, he can also obtain the power of faith in this plane.
Although it may be less efficient, these powers do belong to him and no one can take them away.
But here comes a new problem
"But...where should I find a person and convince him to rebel?
"Or simply go to the emperor of the Essar Empire, put a knife on his neck, and force him to change the state religion to the Dark Temple?"
This latter approach is undoubtedly nonsense.
According to historical records, the royal family of the Essar Empire has always been famous for their integrity. They would rather hang themselves, jump off a building, or set the palace on fire than betray the faith of the Sun God.
After all, they are "sons of the sun" and their power is also granted by the sun god.
If they betray the Sun God, who are they?
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Although the power of the goddess of light has enveloped the plane, as time goes by, Allen becomes more and more calm.
His current goal is simple, to become stronger, join the believers, and then return to the original plane alive.
If conditions permit, sow the seeds of faith in this plane. Of course, this is also one of the most effective ways to become stronger.
besides……
Allen thought for a moment, then reached out and grabbed the "Origin" next to him.
At this time, "Origin" looks like a tattered, yellowed book, mixed in with the pile of information about the Essar Empire sent by Catherine, with "Haha, you can't find me" written on the cover.
One line of words.
However, as a faint black mist emerged from Allen's fingertips, the paper in "Origin" immediately curled up, shivering, and had to change back to its original appearance.
And another line of words appeared on its cover: "Disgusting!"
"I want to read the second page." Allen said calmly, ignoring the resentment of this broken book.
He knows that the knowledge contained in "Origin" is vast, and he has not yet fully understood the content on the first page. Regarding the origin of the universe and the relationship between order and chaos, he needs to increase his strength before he can understand it.
A deeper feeling.
Logically speaking, if he wants to read the second page of "Origin", he must digest the content of the first page beforehand.
Otherwise, when a large amount of difficult knowledge pours into his mind, it is likely to have a strong impact on his spirit, causing him to have a mental breakdown or even go crazy.
But now, time is too late.
He must take risks.
Of course, he also has some confidence in this, that is, there is a mysterious black crystal in his conscious world, and the "Origin" is also a gift left to him by the predecessor of the God of Darkness.
Allen believed that if he really committed suicide, the predecessor of the God of Darkness would never sit back and watch him collapse and go crazy. There must be other behind-the-scenes tricks.
As expected, this line of writing appeared on the cover of "Origin": "No."
Alan didn't want to argue with it.
He once again focused his divine power on his fingertips and forced the book to open to the second page.
Like the first page, the second page of "Origin" is also blank.
But Allen knew that the reading of this book was different from ordinary books.
His eyes slowly turned black.
A line of mysterious text with an extremely complex structure that only he could understand appeared on the originally blank page:
"The role of faith is reciprocal."
Compared with the first page, the second page of "Origin" seems to have much less content, with only this short sentence.
But in Allen's perception, the amount of information on this page is no less than the first page.
This information was like a tsunami, roaring and rushing into Allen's conscious world, beating his spirit crazily. Allen's head felt sharp pain, and he couldn't help but reach out and cover his temples.
At this moment, his reason was like a small boat in the sea, struggling to hold up amidst the waves of knowledge, and seemed likely to capsize at any time and fall into madness.
"I have to hold on," he told himself over and over again in his mind, "I have to become stronger to defeat the goddess of light outside the crystal wall of the plane, to leave this prison, and to go back."
With a little bit of his remaining sanity, he tried to recall the huge ball of light outside the plane, the rainbow bridge and the broken space passage, the saint who fell into the turbulent flow of space and the believers who had high hopes for him, and the time he spent in mine.
Earl William, the two teachers and Howard who were waiting for him in the Kingdom, recalled his past and present lives...
Unknowingly, he was like a drowning man grabbing a branch on the shore in the rapid torrent, and with a sudden tug, he pulled himself to the shore.
When he finally came out of his trance, he couldn't help but hold on to the table and let out a long sigh of relief, feeling a lingering fear in his heart.
As he closed "Origin" again, the restless knowledge in his mind finally calmed down and quietly accumulated in his conscious world, waiting for him to digest it silently.
"The role of faith is reciprocal."
At first glance, this sentence does not seem difficult to understand.
Gods rely on faith to obtain power, and believers pray to gods for protection. This simple truth is something every god should know.
But Allen understood at this time that this sentence actually had another meaning.
That is, while God draws strength from believers, he also provides believers with a channel to reach God.
The will of gods may also be affected by the will of believers.
However, Allen still does not fully understand the meaning of this re-extension. After all, there are not many of his followers left.
If such an impact does exist, it is minimal.
Somehow, he even had such a feeling
If he can thoroughly understand the knowledge on the second page of "Origin", then he will understand the laws of the operation of divine power, and his proficiency in the use of divine power will also reach a higher level.
Instead of being like now, only relying on intuition and vague memory fragments to control divine power, like a child wielding a machete, unable to protect himself under the power of the goddess of light.
"Then how do I digest this knowledge?"
With this thought in mind, Allen slowly opened the door and came outside.
The dazzling sunshine fell evenly on his body, but it could not sweep away the haze on his face.
At this time, he heard the sound of wooden flute and harp playing not far away, accompanied by fast-paced drum beats, playing a lively and cheerful melody.
At the same time, he noticed that many residents of the town were wearing brightly colored clothes today, rushing towards the center of the town with their families.
Only then did he remember that today was the wedding of Girod, the carpenter in Oak Town.
And because Oak Town is not large in area and has a small population, the neighbors all know each other.
In their view, every neighbor's wedding is a festival for everyone in the entire town, and everyone should celebrate together and send blessings to the newlyweds.
"Maybe I should go for a walk," Allen thought to himself. "After the impact of that massive amount of knowledge just now, my brain is about to explode. It is really necessary to relax now."
Thinking of this, he put on his coat, straightened his collar, and followed the colorful crowd towards the center of the town.
At this moment, a rough dome tent had been set up in the square in the center of the town, and colorful flags were hung on the surrounding buildings, fluttering in the wind.
Under the tent, there was an unfashionable band of five people playing music for the wedding. The sounds of recorders, harps, tambourines, and organs were mixed together. Although it was not pleasant or even noisy, it was lively and full of excitement.
Festive feeling.
On the side, there are several troubadours who are following the rhythm of the music and singing cheerful love songs on the spot.
As for the bride and groom, as well as other residents, they all gathered under the dome tent, singing and dancing.
Allen walked straight over.
It had been too long since he had felt this simple and joyful atmosphere.
When Allen walked into the dome tent, a young man ran over in a hurry, holding a wine glass precariously in his hand, handed it to Allen, and said with a smile:
"Sir, my uncle and aunt are getting married today, and I have specially asked each distinguished guest to taste the wine they have treasured for many years."
"Thank you."
Allen smiled and took the wine glass, put it to his lips, and took a sip.
To be honest, he was quite curious about the difference between the wine in this plane and the Kingdom of Braden, whether it was as full of the simplicity and heroic spirit of the fields as he imagined.
But as soon as the wine entered his mouth, Allen frowned slightly.
It's not because the wine tastes too strong.
It's not because it tastes too bad.
It's because, if Allen's sense of taste was normal, what he drank was not wine at all, but water!
"All the wine in your town tastes like this?" Allen asked the boy next to him.
The young man stared at his face, gave him a serious look, and then said like an adult: "You are new to our Oak Town, right? No wonder you have to know our practices.
"According to the rules set in the past, when every family in our town holds a wedding, they must entertain their neighbors with the best wine they have collected to deepen their relationship.
"But in recent years, because the weather has been getting hotter year by year, the crops have not been harvested well, and His Majesty the Emperor wants to build the Sun Temple, which has collected a lot of extra taxes.
"The neighbors don't have enough money to treat the guests with wine.
"There is no other way. They can only use water instead of wine, deceiving themselves and others without exposing it... It can be regarded as a tacit understanding in our small town!"
Allen nodded and said no more.
At this time, he looked at the villagers singing and dancing in the middle of the tent, and felt a faint sense of bitterness.
After all, he knows that the real reason why the climate has gradually become hotter in recent years is because the goddess of light is eating away at the crystal wall of the plane step by step.
Not only did he and Isabella almost die in the turbulence of space, but it also gradually deprived the residents of this plane of their living environment.
Thinking of this, Allen sighed softly.
As a deep black light flashed in his eyes, the liquid in the wine glass in his hand also changed silently.
From colorless and odorless pure water, it turns into a fine wine with a strong aroma.
Of course, it's not just the wine glass in his hand.
In this entire dome tent, all the white water in the wine glasses turned into fine wine at this moment.
For a while, the fragrance overflowed and refreshed the mind.
Under such circumstances, everyone in the tent let out one after another exclamations of surprise.
"Girod, your family is rich? How can you afford wine?"
"This wine is extraordinary. The taste is much purer than any wine I have ever drunk before."
"..."
Under cross-examination by his neighbors, the carpenter Girod was at a loss and kept saying: "Don't ask me, if you ask, it will be a miracle, a miracle from the great Sun God!"
Everyone thought he was talking nonsense.
But inadvertently, they thought of the mysterious and handsome new neighbor, the wooden house rising from the ground, and the saw and hammer that suddenly became brand new, and suddenly tears filled their eyes.
They felt that the great Sun God had not abandoned them. When they fell into trouble, he actually sent a messenger to rescue them from their difficulties.
Their worship and sacrifices to the sun god over the years are ultimately meaningful.
"Where's Mr. Allen? Did he also come to the wedding banquet?" someone suddenly asked.
After hearing this, everyone looked around and began to look for Allen in the crowded crowd.
But at this time, Allen had quietly left the wedding banquet.
At this time, he came to the wheat field at the edge of the village, looking at the golden waves of wheat rolling in the wind, and he was filled with emotion.
The role of faith is reciprocal.
The goddess of light sees all living beings as ants, but I see all living beings as my subjects.
Although my current strength is much worse than hers.
But if I unite the will of this entire plane, can I have the power to fight her?
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At the same time, in the square.
Naturally, Mayor Royal also attended the wedding.
But now that he is older, he doesn't like drinking or making noise. He has been staying quietly in the corner, watching the young people singing and dancing.
When the water in the glass turned into fine wine, he was shocked but also felt that this was expected.
After all, he had long guessed that the new neighbor was the messenger of the sun god.
So today's gift may be a miracle sent by the Sun God?
Then, just when he was about to shout "Praise the Sun" from the bottom of his heart, Mayor Royal heard a majestic voice in his head.
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