"Why be so nervous? Actually, you and I know that my little trick is really not worth mentioning. As long as you come to that city in person and explain everything to the city lord, the misunderstanding will be immediately transformed
Unlocked."
The psychic wise man withdrew his gaze.
A cruel arc was raised at the corner of his mouth, and he turned around and walked towards the carriage. Allowing the flame to move forward and follow behind him.
"Look, just show your ability a little, save a few people, or, spread your wings of light and fly around the city. Then I can guarantee that my little trick will soon
The smoke disappeared from everyone's thoughts. Moreover, His Majesty Ransendall's believers may grow significantly. How about it, isn't it quite simple? Ah, you don't have to be grateful to me or something, after all, it's a fight
After a few events, I can still help you with such a little thing."
His pace was not fast, so when he climbed the shaft, he had already said a lot, but there was no response from the golden flame following him.
Because the viciousness hidden in humans' relaxed laughter is probably not unaware of it even the dullest person...
What method... might be the more vicious trick?
When an angel appears in the world, he can naturally purify all evil spirits... not only on the physiological level, but also on the psychological level, but also on the filth of the psychological level can also be exhausted overnight - but how could this involve faith and God be so simple?
In order to avoid excessive damage to the abundant source of faith of the main material plane, the gods promote their ideas, influence, recruit and absorb believers, and can only be carried out through the creatures of the main material plane. This is their
After a long war, any tacit agreement that arises. Any direct interference with power is forbidden, and subordinates of the above-mentioned tiers directly enter the main material plane, which is obviously the most direct action to destroy balance.
.
It is tantamount to being enemies with the gods in the whole world.
Even if Lansendall had sufficient reasons to explain everything, that was the situation he least wanted to see. Otherwise, Edward would have been listed as a dangerous criminal by the entire continent, and was captured in partnership, sacrificed to the gods, waiting.
They discussed how to distribute dividends.
That human being saw through this point and acted like this.
The rumors he created were not something that could be erased from everyone's heart in just a few words. Although the creatures in the heavens can solve the problem most effectively, they will inevitably attract the attention of other gods - there is no doubt that even Lansendall's command
These creatures in the heavenly world try to restrain themselves and do not cause excessive publicity. That human will spare no effort to spread this incident. If he cannot fundamentally stop these actions, the gods will pay attention to the abnormality of Lansendal. That is sooner or later.
Something about.
"This kind of approach is meaningless. You are just venting your dissatisfaction, using those innocent lives, using their misfortunes... But this destruction will only bring you greater emptiness, pain and misfortune. In addition,
There is nothing else. Is that what you want to get?"
In the golden flames, Ariele's voice eased.
However, the sound that became familiar made the psychic warlock even more angry!
"What I want? Looking for may eventually lead to despair, but waiting will only dry up people's hearts. If doing so can get what I want, then it proves that I did nothing wrong, everything, whether it is emptiness, pain or misfortune,
Or something from others is worth it!”
The spirit flows, without the need for someone to drive, the horse has begun to move forward: "And if I don't succeed, at least in this process, my spirit will be comforted. Isn't the satisfaction of the soul the meaning of happiness? Just like some
People love money, some people value righteousness, and some people just like to watch the world burn…”
"You are really... crazy."
"Ask a madman, are you sure you are normal?"
The Serathians knew this world thoroughly, but she didn't know much about how to curse a person, so the low curse only made humans laugh even more: "Whether it is a god or you, or
A powerful existence is bound to have such a little delusion... Powerfulness does not mean correct. You can be arrogant, but don’t identify everyone as your slave. For a master of the soul, there is only one’s own belief.
It is everything, and I will unswervingly dispel the haze in front of me until my true purpose is, rather than simply relying on the vain and ethereal fate."
After a pause, he stretched out his hand, and the golden flame was locked in the space by invisible force! No matter how burning and struggling, he would not be relieved! "I will say it again. If he cannot satisfy my wish, I will just have a little bit of it."
I don’t mind, letting the world go crazy... Don’t doubt it, this is what I really think.”
The next moment, the golden flames flew away and turned into a day's fireworks!
...
The wheels were rumbling... Three days passed quickly.
The white carriage appeared and disappeared in the empire, and six cities were involved in disasters of all sizes. One city was attacked by a robber group, and the second one was destroyed by several greedy mercenaries.
In his hand, the lord of the third city was lucky enough to win the support of the Dawn Church and completely eliminated the neighbors who had been in conflict with it for many years. He did not leave any armor, but on the way back, he was shocked to find that his city had also been destroyed.
In the blazing flames of war.
The remaining two lords were relatively relaxed because they were only forced to expand the Dawn Church on the territory... However, when the huge, swing-out building was erected, the two unlucky ones
The lord discovered that it occupied almost a quarter of the city!
Of course, in this world, land is not a big problem, but the golden exterior wall, gem emblem, and huge statues of gods required by the Lansendal Temple - this series of various subsequent decorations are enough to make
They sold their territory! Before that, their warehouse had been looted by the builder in the name of construction fees! As for resistance? Haha, dozens of corpses of the city guards who were instantly scorched by the flames were enough to make them
The smoke of anger that had just emerged disappeared.
So, that terrible greed, that timidity like a rat, and the despicable robber, and hopeless stupidity, or, when facing beautiful women, they seemed to strip their clothes.
...That is the so-called parade priests of the God of Dawn, leaving the impression on everyone.
Today's psychic warlock is not enough to compete with the power of the Temple of Dawn in the main material plane... But destruction is always simpler than construction, so the goal of these three days has been completed very smoothly - or, in this world
To discredit an image, it cannot be as simple as typing on a keyboard, but for Edward, who can control his mind, have sufficient money, and possess powerful magic power, the damage caused by public opinion is much more terrifying than sword magic.
The wheels rumbling across the simple road, hanging bows dispersed the bumps. Although the two horses had no masters, their spiritual power controlled them, obediently bypassing every pit and allowing them to be in the carriage.
No bumps felt.
Relying on a few cushions, Edward looked into the distance outside the window, gradually darkening green mountains. In his slightly narrowed eyes, his eyes seemed to have no focus.
During these three days, he had already made a lot of preparations to deal with what might happen - for example, the incarnation of the Arrival of Ransendall, or some astral apostles sent by him, was ineffective, and
There are wanted notices released by the Temple of Morning Light...
But what is frustrating is that none of these expectations can be realized-the Lord of Dawn seems to have no concern at all about the changes in the believers. Not only the gods themselves, but even the Temple of Dawn has not been calculated.
Those reactions that should be done, such as siege, or strengthening the security in various places.
Or, this is due to Pan Duorion's evil talisman, which blocks all communication and transmission methods on the mainland. But since Eriele has been paying attention to her own movements, what she should do is not
It should be just a verbal warning. Even though the last time, I used the power of the mages to turn into a weak-powered technique and hit her, but first of all, not to mention the ability to kill mortals in seconds, it is simply a seraphic servant like her.
It's nothing. Even if it really has an impact, isn't she even notified her subordinates?
Or, she really didn't do that... No, how could she be so protective of herself?
Edward shook his head and abandoned the thought that had just arisen... No matter whether the Seraph's servant was really protecting himself or not, he could not stop his steps for what he wanted. Now he no longer planned.
Consider tolerant and retreat, so before achieving your goal, you do not need to have any mercy or hesitation towards the enemy.
But hesitation still exists after all.
Can the means you are using completely destroying Ransendall and the foundation of your world? Will destroying the foundation of your faith really give Ransendall a heavy blow? These two, or in fact,
A question kept surrounding his mind.
For some weak gods, if all people shake and change their beliefs and views on them, they will almost only have a way to fall, but powerful gods like the Lord of Dawn are different - or, in other words, why can he be
Becoming a powerful god is because the laws that support him are solid enough and cannot be shaken. No matter what, you cannot erase the existence of the natural phenomenon of the sun. As long as humans reproduction in this world support Ransendall
Another layer of rules will last forever.
So, should you try to destroy this world?
This terrible thought made the psychic shake his head, but he probably didn't know that at this time, his expression seemed to be smiling. He only knew that his current power was far from supporting the absurdity
The idea - to deduct all the miscellaneous things about how to achieve it. If he had the power to destroy the world, even if it was just an indirect ability, he would no longer need to consider the issue about Ransendall.
But why do I think so?
Or because intuition, there is a kind of restlessness that is erupting, that kind of strange, restlessness...
It's like the feeling of a person waking up after having enough food and drinking, but being forced to lie on the bed and shrinking his hands and feet and unable to move slightly, the throbbing of wanting to break all the constraints or even destroy everything.
The feeling became stronger as they traveled, and from the fleeting slight throbbing at the beginning, gradually became stronger, heavy, like mercury. The heavy bets filled his heart and blood vessels, making him want
Get up and shout, or jump, dance, or even become a simple murderous intent!
how so?
Because what binds him is this world?
"Squeak"
The thought broke down while the carriage was shaking. When the psychic opened his eyes, he noticed the gradually noisy voice around him.
Through the thick window screen, the wilderness on both sides of the surrounding area has been replaced by regular ridges, and the shadows of farmers gradually gathered together in the cold and cold evening. Through the narrow front window of the carriage, Edward had already seen that
In the afterglow of the sunset, the shadows of the village were also noticed. The figures of the road stopped and even bent down and crawled.
Now that six territories have passed, the thirty paladins who were following around the carriage have disappeared, and even the Knights of Carlos who were responsible for driving are no longer there - to ensure that rumors will spread in a short period of time, Edward
Some people need to stay in the city to continue fermenting and leaving messages, so Edward is wandering alone in the journey after this. He planned to find a suitable prey before tomorrow...a large enough imperial city, or a territory
, as the end of this trip. Before that, he just let the horse run free. Anyway, this carriage made with magical skills is a surprise. Even if you spend the night in the wild, it is enough to shelter from the wind and rain.
However, it seemed that the intelligence of the two horses who were pulling the cart was actually wandering around a city by them.
Or, the animals that have gained freedom have already possessed spirituality that humans had unexpectedly expected? After a smile, his mind turned, so the two horses pulling the cart moved their steps again, passing through the center of the village, and opened up
the way.
Speaking of which, this cottage is a bit strange. It is not surrounded by roads like ordinary villages. Instead, it allows a road to be opened in the center of the cottage. Although it is not something that is as strict as a fortress to guard the road, it is
It also presents a different style, which makes Edward feel a little friendly - after all, in the plane he is more familiar with, every village would be built in this way.
The white pine wood carriage and the two horses that pulled the carriage were dyed pure white without any miscellaneous hair. For a village, it is obviously a matter of news. All, when the carriage walked into the village
The door, the laughter and screams of the children, stirred the entire village. When the carriage leisurely walked halfway through the road, almost all the residents had joined the ranks of waiting and bowing on both sides of the road.
This made Edward in the carriage feel a little funny.
The backward education level in this plane and the constraints of gods have indeed suppressed their average IQ - or, the so-called faith, is a way to make everyone give up thinking - since everything has
If the gods come to solve the problem directly, what's the use of civilians having a brain?
However, there may be no shortage of shrewd people.
"Sir, Lord Traveler, Lord Pastor, do you... need accommodation?" The voice of a woman was particularly loud in everyone's silent prayer. Then, the short figure approached from the side and patted her gently.
The side of the horse's neck prevented them from moving forward.