Holy Land, Warrior Academy.

The last time he left here, Thales was just an ordinary man who had just escaped from the White Mist Land. After three years, when he returned here again, he had become a hero.

He had handed his ears to the Military Award Statistics Camp and was recognized, especially the skeleton necklace that was firmly the symbol of the Demon God Priest, which brought him 4 hectares of land. With the ears of 12 lizardman warriors, he obtained a total of 5 hectares, or 75 acres of land, and had obtained specific land deeds.

In terms of land rewards, the Kingdom of Grisson has never been ambiguous. Thales, who obtained the land, could live a rich life in the second half of his life by collecting land rent.

He came to the academy now, but he was going to receive another reward, a reward that does not belong to the mortal world, the power of the gods.

Compared with three years ago, the scale of this academy, which was once located on the edge of the Saint Sigfoss City, has expanded by three times. In fact, with the continuous expansion of the Holy City, it has long been no longer the edge of the city. Instead, it has become the city center because of the establishment of the academy.

The academy was more lively than before. Thales kept passing by with students full of longing. When these people saw the dark blue meritorious battle robe that Thales was wearing, they were both envious and respectful, which greatly satisfyed Thales' vanity.

‘No wonder every successful warrior likes to come to the Warrior Academy. This feeling of returning home from a prosperous place is really great.’ Thales couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

Soon, he arrived at the most central hall of the Academy. It was an extremely magnificent place. The hall was thirty meters high and the columns were at least five people hugging each other. In the center of the hall, where there was no exterior wall and only the columns, there was a statue of a warrior wearing a cloak, holding a first-generation musket in one hand, and bowing his head to meditate.

This is the god of war, Rawlin, the guardian of warriors, and the guardian of the holy land. It is also the god of faith for most warriors.

Thales was no exception. He had seen the image of the god of war as the abyss demon dragon defeating the abyss monster, and fought frankly. His deep and calm expression made him feel heartbroken. In his opinion, this was a model of a warrior.

Of course, this is just a new god. Thales has a very shallow belief in him. His most fundamental belief is Gracedy, the goddess of life.

Under the statue of the God of War, there was already a priest of the God of War waiting for him. Seeing him coming, the priest nodded and smiled: "Welcome, hero Thales."

Facing this praise, Thales felt a little ashamed. At this moment, he remembered his comrades who died in battle, who should have enjoyed this glory with him.

"This is not my own efforts, priest, behind me are the heroic souls of my comrades. They are the real heroes." Thales said seriously.

"You are humble." The priest's expression turned solemn, and he said seriously: "Every heroic soul will be redeemed, and God will not let their souls suffer."

"Thank God." Thales felt a little comforted.

"Then let's start." The priest said, and a light ball appeared in his hand. This was a magical technique, which was used to record the warrior's combat experience in the White Mist Land.

"Yes. May the God of War listen to my battle." Thales knelt in front of the God of War statue and gently told his experience with the Lizardman warriors in the Land of White Mist.

He said in detail, including his own thoughts before the battle, his teammates' thoughts, and his personal reactions when facing an accident after the battle began. As well as all the important details of the entire battle process, he said without missing a trace.

This life-and-death battle left him so deep that he would never forget it.

He kept talking about the whole process for more than one time. He lowered his head and said modestly: "I've finished talking, this is my experience."

The ball of light in the priest's hand lit up slightly, and then flew into the blank book placed at the foot of the temple, and disappeared, followed by. The handwriting quickly appeared on the book, with illustrations, and various detailed tactical analysis. Finally, the book was automatically closed, and a line of words appeared on the cover, "The Jungle War between Thales and the Lizardman"

This is the title of the book.

The pastor prayed devoutly, and after a while he walked up, picked up the book, and handed it to Thales: "God already knows your experience, and soon the content of this war book will enter the instructor course of the Warrior Academy. Now, God will give you a real reward."

"May the God of War be with me." Thales knelt humbly on the ground. His body could not help but tremble slightly because of excitement. He knew that he would gain the power of God's favor.

He had heard the legend of those who were favored by God. They could live longer, have stronger bodies, more outstanding vision, hearing, and even use some spells, which was simply superhuman.

He waited patiently.

Slowly, he felt everything around him was gone, and he found himself kneeling in a void, with a ball of light burning like fire in the void, which was like an eye, staring at him silently.

Taylors immediately understood that this must be the God of War. His heart was trembling, both awe and excitement.

"Mortal, I see your soul, it is very powerful. Would you be my messenger in the mortal world and fight for me in the White Mist Land?"

"Emporter?" Thales raised his head in disbelief, but he looked at him and hurriedly lowered his head. The fierce and fiery light of God made him unable to look directly.

"Yes, messenger. You have two choices. One, I give you glory and go home to enjoy the rest of your life. You will have 40 years of life. Two, becoming my messenger, I will give you true power. When you complete the supreme achievements in the world, your soul will be upgraded to an immortal hero."

Without hesitation, Thales chose the second path: "I would like to be your messenger!"

He has never been willing to be ordinary, otherwise he would not have ventured in the White Mist Land when he was middle-aged. Now he has joined this magnificent cause and become one of the protagonists. How could he refuse?

As for going home to enjoy the rest of his life? He never thought about it. In fact, even if he only got some ordinary divine power this time, after he went back to arrange the placement of his comrades and relatives, he still had to organize a team to go to the White Mist Land to take risks.

"Very good." The voice of God came into Thales's ears: "You will be invincible and will be invincible. Your martial arts will be circulated in the world, and history will record your name. In thousands of years, your name will still shine and become a beacon on the roadside of warriors. It shines on the way forward for future warriors. Go, Thales, go build your achievements."

With this sentence, Thales felt a heat flowing into his mind. He felt his body constantly becoming stronger, his mind became clearer, and his whole body was confused with endless energy.

After a while, his consciousness began to retreat from the void, and in a trance, he heard the last sentence of the God of War: "My name is battle. Don't use words from your mouth, but use battle and victory to tell the mortals that you are my messenger, and you are the apostle of the God of War in the mortal world."

Thales heard it as if he had some clarity.

He has now returned to the mortal world, feeling his new body, ten times stronger than when he was young, and he has great confidence in his heart.

At the same time, accompanied by this confidence, Thales discovered that he had a very clear understanding and positioning of his physical strength. Now, his strength alone is enough to compete with an ordinary lizardman warrior.

But he knew that he was not a lizardman warrior, but only his last resort to protect himself. His main combat power still needed the sharp firearms of the human race.

The real change is that he now has a stronger body and he can use a more powerful firearm.

"I should build a combat armament that belongs to me alone. I also need to form a new team. But this requires a lot of money, where does this money come from?"

Taylors was wondering how to get the money. His eyes fell on the land deed that had not yet been warmed up in his hands: "Selling land? Good idea! Yes, just do it!"

He only needs money now, not land. Although land can be used to farm and collect land rent for ordinary people, the income is too slow. The distance water cannot save the near fire. He needs big money on one side and quick money.

"Leave some land for Hanson and the others to support their family, and I will sell the others!" Thales made up his mind.

He is the messenger of the God of War, and he is in the name of the God of War. He will receive great help from the God of War in combat, but in other aspects, he is still just an ordinary person. Before he establishes great achievements, gains great merits and reputations, not many people will pay attention to him.

The world is realistic, and it is difficult to deceive real money by just opening your mouth. Thales doesn't think he has the ability to fool this.

In the early stage, if you want to raise money, you can only rely on yourself.

"When I get a lot of victories, I can borrow money from those vampire merchants. After the loan, I can repay the land I rewarded. This method is very good." Thales planned this way. For him, as long as he could form a team to enter the White Mist Land to wipe out the abyss creatures, he didn't care where the money came from, or even who it belonged to. All he needed was the money that could be used by him.

Thales's shoulders were very hard and could bear all the consequences of such a choice, so he was very capable of acting and did what he thought of.

On the third day, he sold the land and got a lot of money. Then he spent a lot of money to buy a large-caliber continuous-haired musket, known as the "Sword of the God of War" as his personal weapon, and formed a fully equipped 10-person team. He even fooled the priest of the temple for a month to follow him to fight.

"Let's go and deal with the bastards of the Lizardman!" Thales said to his new teammates, and he patted his terrifying new weapon and said, "This time, I will use this thing to educate them."

Temple of Life.

The moon god Allen looked at the Thales team that had already set off and smiled at Rollin and said, "Why did you choose such a middle-aged man as your messenger?"

"He has ambitions, he is also bloody, and he is very wise. This is exactly who I need." Luo Lin smiled.

Allen nodded: "You have a very accurate positioning of the God of War. If this Thales really succeeds, your God of War will be stable and there will be a continuous stream of faith power pouring into the God of War. But at that time, you don't have to worry about the source of power."

Luo Lin smiled: "However, I have to thank you and the goddess for being able to guide me to transform the power of faith and condense the divine nature, which has saved me from many detours."

After becoming God, Rollin realized that for God, the divine character is just a tool to gather strength. This thing is very useful and important. A mature divine character represents clear and clear doctrine, represents a large number of believers, and can provide a continuous stream of power for God's growth.

However, this is not a necessary tool.

For example, the demon god Heersin has never had any divine character before. This guy directly seized the soul of a mortal as his source of power. The Lord of Darkness may also have a divine character, but the power provided by this divine character is definitely not the main one. This guy does not play with the silly heads and brains, but directly absorbs the power of the plane world, and at the same time squeezes out the power of the demon gods under his command.

God’s way is free and cruel.
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