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Chapter 999: The god who transformed the Eagle Kingdom?

 Should the new research institute be called Umbrella?

Gretel is reluctant, Gretel is confused, and Gretel protests.

Gretel... you can't roll around on the ground. After all, he is a level 10 mage, so he still needs a little face. However, this does not prevent him from trying to refute:

"I do not want!"

"Why?"

"This name sounds unlucky! It feels... it feels like it could explode at any time and kill the entire research institute and the entire Eagle Country!"

"Where did you get this feeling?" Archmage Heins was stunned. Gretel quickly shut up, turned his head, and cleared his mind:

He doesn't necessarily tell others that he actually traveled from another world. Is this joke about "Umbrella Company" from "Resident Evil"?

This is going to be a big deal! Especially in this world, high-level mages can only use [Detect Thoughts]!

"I just don't like this name anyway!" He had no choice but to lie:

"Why not give it a name? It doesn't need an additional name! In the entire New World, at least in the central part of the New World, when it comes to the Institute of Tropical Infectious Diseases, I am the one!"

"Okay, okay..." Archmage Heins coaxed him. Well, in the short term anyway, there is really no need to rush to come up with a name. As for the future...

It is passed down by word of mouth among the necromancers who take over. As long as the time is long enough and enough people pass it on, the nickname can also be turned into a name!

Just like Little Gretel, didn't the nickname "Lord of the Plague" just get passed down from generation to generation, and he himself accepted it, and regarded it as his own...

The Archmage took his disciples, one at level 18 and the other at level 15, to throw out skeletons that could work independently, and checked each room with Lin En. Have the conditions of all the patients who were imprisoned improved?

Or has it gotten worse?

Is there vomiting of blood? Is there bleeding in the conjunctiva, gums, or other places? Is there less urine, or no urine at all?

Pay attention to the conditions of prisoners of war who are locked up with indigenous patients or facing each other through railings. Do they have a fever? Do they have a headache? Do they have chills? What is the temperature?

If someone is sick, pull them out and identify them carefully: What kind of disease is it?

If a common cold, fever, inflammation caused by a wound somewhere, or anuria caused by insufficient drinking water supply were confused with this infectious disease, Gretel would not laugh at them, but would actually hit them.

!

The Necromancer is working hard to do research, but the Archmage Baierbo has found the Eagle Kingdom. Strictly speaking, it is the Eagle Kingdom that finds the magicians, and then requires them to report to the higher level one level at a time.

Archmage Baierbo is here:

"What? They want a promise that these prisoners of war will be returned to them after they are used up? What if we don't?"

"If you don't hand it over..." The person who came to deliver the message was Isabel Ladd, a level 15 magician of the plasticity department and a sonic director.

"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"

She belongs to another faction and is not a disciple of the Lord of Thunder. Therefore, Archmage Baierbo is more polite to her, and she also maintains some respect in front of the Archmage:

"If you don't pay,

They hope to exchange these prisoners of war for gold or other items of equal value. They said... these prisoners of war are to be used to sacrifice the gods after all, and it is rare to capture so many foreign prisoners of war, which is very important to the gods...

"

Archmage Baierbo frowned subconsciously. Then he stood up:

"I understand. Let me handle this matter - just talk to their gods."

He raised his hand slightly, and a flash of lightning immediately fell on the entrance of the research institute. The figure of Archmage Baierbo appeared in the lightning. He looked around and found Gretel accurately:

"Little Gretel, are you interested in going with me to talk to their gods?"

"I -" Grete had a stack of paperwork on his left and a stack of records on his right. He was sweating profusely from work. Just when he was about to answer, "I really don't have time," Linn, who was also busy opposite, said softly.

Kicked him:

"Go, I'm here. It's always good to see more things."

Archmage Baierbo nodded slightly to the necromancer. Then, he pulled Gretel up and drew a stroke in the void in front of him with his left hand.

An oval mirror made of lightning quietly appeared. He pulled it casually, and the oval mirror separated on both sides, revealing a portal:

"Walk!"

After taking one step and standing still again, the two of them had already stepped on the first step in front of the pyramid. Archmage Baierbo raised his head and looked above the pyramid, and also looked at Tratoani who was rushing over:

"I need to talk to you about the living sacrifice."

They were immediately invited into the interior of the temple, the most spacious hall, and sat down with Tratoani under the statue of the god.

Gretel was sitting under his senior brother, holding a cup of cactus fruit juice and a drink mixed with mint water. He looked left and right at the obsidian statues of gods and bowed their heads slightly. The brilliance of the sunstones inlaid in his eyes was flowing, as if the gods were staring at them:

In fact, it is probably not "like", but it is indeed the case. Gretel felt it attentively, and indeed felt a different wave of power from the statue. Beside him, the senior brother got straight to the point:

"I came here specifically to ask for advice. - I would like to ask why the Eagle God and the Snake God need to use living people to perform blood sacrifices."

"Because the gods need power!" Tratoani replied matter-of-factly:

"If we don't perform blood sacrifices, where does the power come from? Just like this time, the great eagle god, the strong man who ate the white ghost, has increased a lot... If we can't worship it regularly, where will the gods get the power to protect us?

, Where will the strength come from to lead us to fight?”

Archmage Baierbo nodded slightly. He watched the whole blood sacrifice process, and the airship kept scanning - bullying the indigenous gods and being insensitive to the magician's power. He came to the conclusion that the power of the Eagle God is indeed

There is a rise.

But this increase is not stable. Just like a person, a full stomach will always have strength. But whether it can be converted into muscles and whether it can strengthen bones is another matter...

Grete couldn't help it. The gods he had seen absorbed power in different ways; and Elder Tapros also mentioned in the lesson he had given him that blood sacrifice was a rather low-level method of using energy.

The efficiency is very, very low...

"Can't we use other methods to absorb power?" He glanced at his senior brother, and after receiving his nod of approval, he asked his question:

"For example, absorbing the people's faith power? The people's worship and offerings should be able to provide enough power to God, right?"

"Of course that's possible." Tratoani nodded calmly:

"The people of the Eagle Country are all devout subjects of the Eagle God and the Snake God... However, dear Son of God, I believe you also know that under different circumstances, the people can contribute different amounts of faith and worship.

not much."

Grete naturally knows this. In other words, this is why rituals are performed... Under the influence of a specific environment, music, singing, even church architecture, light and shadow... etc., it is easier for people's hearts to converge, and it is easier for them to have faith.

force.

How is the ceremony going for the two gods of the Eagle Kingdom?

"Moreover, every time a living sacrifice is held, the people worship it, and when the excitement reaches its peak..."

Uh...okay.

Grete originally had rituals in his mind that he wanted to provide to the two gods. Of course, he had to ask his senior brother for his opinion on whether he could provide them:

What if these two gods obtain advanced development methods and then evolve to level 19, or even become legendary, will it break the balance of the situation? Is it possible that it will involve some of the power of the parliament?

However, after listening to what this Tratoani said, the relevant rituals were packed away silently. He pricked his ears and listened to Archmage Baierbo’s second question:

"There are not many beliefs that a single person can contribute, so wouldn't it be enough to increase the population? - For example, if there are 3 million people in the basin now, and the number has increased to 6 million, wouldn't the power of the two gods be able to overturn it?

What’s the point? Why do we need to engage in blood sacrifices?”

"But the basin can't support so many people!"

Tratoani blurted out. As the "spokesperson", leader, and wise man of the Eagle Kingdom, he was very familiar with the population capacity of this basin.

He turned his gaze and looked towards the square outside the temple, and even towards the sparkling lake in the distance:

"Although this basin is so big, the soil on the mountainside is barren, water is scarce in the dry season, and floods wash it out in the rainy season. There is only a little land by the lake and floating fields in the lake that can grow food. Whether the floating fields can be grown depends entirely on

Will the rainy season be half a month late that year?"

"Then bring the residents under the mountain under the rule!" Gretel blurted out:

"There are so many people at the foot of the mountain! If we let them rebel for a while, why not rule them and let them worship the gods together! Isn't the belief at the foot of the mountain also a belief?"

Gods absorb faith, and there are no geographical boundaries! Of course, like the Kingdom of God of the Lord of Glory, uu看书www

.uukanshu.com You may need to consider the issue of long-distance faith transfer, but as far as the Eagle Country is concerned, there is no need to worry about this!

Archmage Baierbo turned to look at his junior brother and smiled slightly. Tratoani had already shaken his head:

"Going to the foot of the mountain, whether it is conquest or plunder, will consume the power of the two gods. Without the power of the Eagle God, there is no way to attack, and even the White Eagle warriors cannot fly high; without the blessing of the Snake God, the warriors

When you come back, you will bring the great plague back to the mountains!"

So, is it a matter of attack power and defense power...

The two brothers looked at each other again. Archmage Baierbo had already taken over the conversation:

"If it's a matter of attack power, the Parliament can join forces with the Eagle Country to conquer the surrounding areas and share the results. If it's a matter of worrying about the plague..."

He looked at Gretel. Gretel raised his head and answered loudly:

"I'm already doing research. Within a month, preliminary results will be available."

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