Early in the morning, the city of Naples, the temple.

Devin got up from the bed, leaned on the back of the bed, covered his head, and recalled the strange dream of last night.

In his dream, he actually went to the Paradise of Life and was treated by the gods. He was promised to become the God of War.

All of this seems a bit absurd.

But this dream is very clear, and it is still fresh in memory even now. Every detail can be recalled, as if I had experienced it myself.

What is paradoxical is that he has clearly not gone out of the temple, so how could he go to Paradise of Life?

At this time, the door was opened, and Laishuya walked in, holding breakfast in her hand, and when she saw Devin, she smiled before she could speak.

She placed the dining plate on the cabinet beside Devin's bed, and sat on the edge of the bed, habitually pulled Devin's hand, and asked with interest: "My knight, wasn't the experience of last night very wonderful?"

Devin concluded that the goddess’ incarnation knew something, and he smiled bitterly: "Don't keep it aside, what happened? Everything that happened in the dream is true?"

Lai Shuya nodded: "Yes, this is a soul trip. It's probably your first time, so it's a little uncomfortable."

She let go of Devin's hand, cut a slice of bread in a plate of food, soaked it in milk, handed it to Devin's mouth, and said dotingly, "Don't talk about this for now, have breakfast first, don't be hungry."

At this time, more than half a year has passed since Devin killed the God of Desolation. The God of Desolation still often sends ferocious beasts to invade, but it is difficult to become a climate when he is defeated by Devin's army.

Victories have forged the invincible reputation of Devin, the Templar Warrior, and made the goddess of harvest fall in love with Devin. As long as there is no one else present, she is omnipotent to Devin, and there is no difference between her and an ordinary woman who is in love.

Under her little intentions, Devin finished breakfast silently, then put on his clothes, and said indifferently: "I want to go out and have a walk."

His mind was completely immersed in the proposal of the goddess of life last night.

The life guardian, the god of war, and the plane that belongs to him alone, these things have a strong attraction to him.

His ultimate goal is to get the power to defeat Fodocen.

The original plan was to get a divine crystal similar to the Star Stone. He thought it was very simple because there were gods everywhere in this world, but last night's experience made him realize the truth of this world.

Indeed, there are many gods, all over the world, but most of them are false gods.

There are still very few true gods, only a few, and they are all extremely powerful. If they want to die, they have to grab their divine crystals through so many false gods' peeping. With his current strength, it is too unrealistic.

Perhaps, when you become a powerful god, you will have a little chance of success through a series of operations.

Becoming a god of war and growing stronger seems to be his only way.

But he was still a little hesitant.

Is this general public worthy of this Titan Kingdom or the True Dragon Kingdom worthy of his abandoning all his freedom and guarding it wholeheartedly?

This is a problem.

Devin thought, and walked towards the exit of the temple.

Along the way, both the priests and the newly added temple warriors in the temple saluted him and paid their highest respect.

He walked to the gate of the temple and looked at the city outside the temple.

The whole city was bathed in the foggy morning light. The residents of the city had just woken up from a night of sleep and began a busy day.

There were hawkers selling, farmers driving carriages to pull food, fruits and vegetables into the city, soldiers patrolling, and more people were busy building this city of the goddess of harvest.

Devin stayed at the gate of the temple for a while, then walked out and stepped into this gorgeous Ukiyo-e painting, becoming a part of it.

He wandered the street, observing, and carefully experiencing his emotions.

If he protects everything in this world and everything in the main plane, will he regret it in the future?

Devin kept asking himself.

Wherever he passed, the crowds of people on the streets of Naples retreated to both sides, bowed and looked at him with love and admiration.

Dewen seemed to have not seen it, as if she had not heard it, and was just walking by herself.

He felt as if he was walking in the city of silence, looking down at all from a higher perspective.

Suddenly, he felt a small figure flashing in front of him, and then a little guy hugged his legs.

A young woman's scream came not far away.

These movements interrupted his thoughts.

Devin looked down and found that the person holding his legs was a little boy. He looked less than five years old and was white and fat. He raised his head and looked at Devin with clear eyes, and asked in a slight voice: "Mom said, you are a great hero. Will you always be with us?"

Devin was stunned and remembered his son in the main plane. His son was so big, just as fragile, just as adorable.

His heart softened, and he reached out to stroke the little boy's hair, smiling without saying a word.

He himself is asking the answer to this question.

Devin took the little boy's hand and held him back to his mother. He left again in the other party's flattery thanks.

He kept walking, watching, and walked out of the city of Naples and onto the fertile field outside the city.

It is full of fertile fields, and within the view, there are many newly established villages. Many early farmers are already busy in the fields.

The fields were covered with lush crops, which seemed vigorous and the farmers were filled with deep joy.

If nothing unexpected happens, another bumper harvest will be coming this year.

Devin felt their joy and smiled on his face.

He continued to move forward, walked into the grassland, chose a random direction, and walked around his destination.

The breeze is blowing in the grassland, the world is open and endless.

Devin kept walking, until dusk and when it was dark, he found a low hill, walked up, and turned around and looked around.

Here, you can see the entire city of Naples.

The whole city is bathed in the golden and red sunshine, showing a bronze color, which looks extremely heavy.

This is a thriving city, a rising and growing church.

In German's eyes, he felt that he had seen a microcosm of the entire mortal world.

Suddenly, a black phantom appeared beside him, and the shadow turned into a man in black robe.

He also looked at the city of Naples and said, "Soldier, you have created all this. You have used your efforts to fulfill the eternity of the goddess of harvest. In decades, you will fall, turn into dust, disappear, and in a few decades, you will be forgotten by the world and you will be able to stay nothing."

Devin did not turn his head. He knew who this phantom was. He was a projection of the desolate god in the mortal world.

This is the parish of the Goddess of Harvest. This projection of the God of Desolation has no power and does not pose any threat to him.

"Heris, the desolate god, right?" Devin smiled.

"It's me." said the man in black robe: "Soldier, I can feel that you have a powerful soul. You are in the same position as Mites. Are you so noble, and you are willing to work for her?"

"Hris, there is no need to say anything. I have never been confused or regretful about what I have done. Your words have no effect on me." Devin said lightly.

This God of Desolation just wanted to provoke his relationship with the Goddess of Harvest, which was useless to him.

He took a step forward, looked at Naples ahead, and said, "I ask you, what attitude do you have toward the city in front of you?"

"These are pagans, and I will turn all this land into a barren land." Hris's voice was indifferent, as if it were taken for granted.

Devin turned his head, looked at the incarnation of the god beside him, and said lightly: "You are worthy of being the follower of the Lord of Darkness, and are the same as some creatures I have met before."

At this moment, Dewen realized his heart.

At the beginning, life was fragile, just like a baby in a cradle, which needed people to protect and protect.

He could not watch these lives being destroyed by the evil gods, just as he was in the main plane, unable to watch those mortals being killed by the demons.

He remembered the Sword Saint, Russell, and the sacrifices of the ancestors in Danteburg.

They continued to choose the ending of soul dying without hesitation, just to prevent the continent from being destroyed by demons.

Those sages used their lives to fight for a glimmer of life as the main plane, and he was the one who carried this glimmer of life.

So what about him? Is there anything he can't give? It's just falling, why be afraid? Why hesitate?

Devin strengthened his heart.

He laughed: "Hris, your appearance shows your powerlessness. You are helpless with me, right?"

The God of Desolation immediately sank. Indeed, as long as this mortal stays in the parish of the Goddess of Harvest, he will not be able to destroy him.

He stopped talking, and his figure turned and faded out of the air.

A sentence was left in the air: "The gods cannot be blasphemed, you will regret what you are today."

Devin smiled slightly, not caring about it at all.

He raised his head and looked into the sky.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and it happened to be on a moonless night. The stars were flashing, not many, but there were nearly a thousand, which looked very beautiful.

According to legend, each star represents a god.

Some are very bright, representing powerful gods, while others are very dim and shining with light. These are gods who have just been promoted or are about to fall.

While Dewen was observing, a meteor streaked across the sky, and behind him was a dazzling light tail, which was the last flash of a god when it fell.

A gentle voice came from beside him, and a soft touch was felt on his back. A woman hugged him, it was Mites.

She stretched out her hand and pointed at the starry sky.

"Look at that bright star, it is the light emitted by the Lord of the Glory. Look at that one, the little star next to it belongs to the goddess of life, is my harvest paradise."

Devin looked along her arm, and finally retracted his gaze and fixed it on Mites' face.

The other party also looked back and looked at him silently.

"You decided?" Mites said.

"I figured it out." Devin nodded.

Mites showed a bright smile on his face, and there was a little naughty in his smile: "You will become a god of war, but not now, but when your mortal body grows old. During this period, you have been my Templar."

Devin nodded. He knew Mites' purpose, which was to let him learn how to build a church and continue to accumulate reputation in the mortal world.
Chapter completed!