Part Two The Human World Chapter Fifty-Five Ultimate Belief
On the first day after Clovis left, Asa easily entered the pagan cult of the God of Nature. After staying there for a day and asking about it, he already had a general understanding of the cult.
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This is really a very weird pagan sect. The weirdest thing is its loose structure. Most of the believers are villagers from nearby villages, or almost all the villagers from nearby villages and many people from Airy City have already
They became believers. The more prestigious people among them, such as the village chief, became spontaneous little leaders.
The title of pagan is really a bit reluctant for them. In normal times, believers do whatever they need to do in farming, at least in terms of lifestyle, there is no difference between them and normal people. As long as the local officials do not interfere
In their behavior, they do not go against the official. Compared with other mysterious and strange pagan religions, they are not at all wary of all the people who come to participate. On the contrary, they are very enthusiastic, generous and enthusiastic.
Welcome and invite others to join the church.
The only thing they can show that is unusual about paganism is that they go to the sacred forest at noon every day to sit and worship, meditating under the care of the God of Nature. The method of meditation is simple and easy to learn, even if
Even an illiterate farmer can sit cross-legged and unite his mind, and feel refreshed after meditating.
This simple and easy-to-learn meditation was taught to the believers by the leader of the God of Nature, the Prophet.
The Prophet is the one who started the cult of the God of Nature. No one knows him, and they don’t know where he comes from. The last time those armies came to drive away the followers of the God of Nature, the Prophet claimed to have felt the power of the God of Nature.
God predicted that a miracle would come. As a result, these guardian statues suddenly appeared, making all those who offended the God of Nature disappear. From then on, under the influence of such a living and powerful miracle, the God of Nature
The speed of growth is rapid.
Today at noon, another group of new believers will be brought to the sacred forest to feel the power of the god of nature. Asa is also among them. But naturally he will not feel any god, he will go
Meet the prophet and look at those weird statues.
Now we must solve the problem here as quickly as possible before we can leave to chase Rodhart. For a total of 40,000 to 50,000 believers, the troops brought are really insignificant. And these believers are just ordinary people.
That's it. So the most effective way now is to find out the leader of this sect and find out how they are so mysterious.
The person who led the Protestants to the place of worship was an old scholar in his fifties. I heard that he was a teacher at a school in Airy City before. Among the gods of nature, these more knowledgeable people spontaneously came to worship.
The believers spread their faith. He kept explaining the doctrine to the new comrades as he walked.
"How great is it that the great nature creates all things to nourish us without asking for anything in return. And those gods created by religions to serve the rulers and nobles and make us obedient are compared with this great mother of all things.
It looks so ugly and weak." "So nature is our creed. We will not restrict the believers from doing anything like those man-made religions, and you will not feel anything awkward in it."
"There is no need for me to say more. Use your own eyes to see the forest of the great God of Nature, and feel it with your own heart and soul. Such a shocking power is definitely not those puppets and clay sculptures in the church.
It can be compared. As long as you face the God of Nature and meditate sincerely in the forest every day, you can feel connected with this great nature, and finally reach the realm of unity between man and nature, transcending the troubles of this worldly world."
The new believers looked at each other and let out admiration. As long as they have time to sit there, they can become one with nature and man. This is indeed an easy and cheap business.
Asa has a strange feeling that this sect has grown so amazingly in such a short period of time. In addition to using the Whispering Forest, its biggest feature is that it is too... How should I put it? Asa doesn't know the vocabulary.
I can't explain this feeling clearly to myself, I can only say that it is so... cheap and good quality.
No matter what kind of religion it is, it attracts believers with the shocking power of promises and performances. The church uses heaven and hell to intimidate and induce, and uses the magic of light magicians and priests to show power. And now the God of Nature has shown
The power that comes out is beyond ordinary people's understanding. Not only is it a feeling that can really shake people's souls, but also the sudden appearance of the guardian statue. This is a power that is far more shocking than the prayers of the church, and it has to be convinced.
Just sit down and doze off, you can receive the blessings of the gods, and you can achieve the state of unity between heaven and man. This is compared to the church's promise that you must maintain sincere prayers and devout faith to go to heaven after death.
It’s so convenient, wonderful, and affordable.
The kind of meditation Asa that every believer must learn when he joins has already been taught when he sneaks in. It changes the magician's basic meditation technique and makes it very simple. All magic is removed.
Factors will only make meditating people feel calm and energetic. And if you meditate in front of the Forest of Whispers, you will naturally feel the shock deep in your soul more clearly.
Asa also found it strange that what was the purpose of luring so many people here with such cheap and good slogans? Just to sit there and meditate every day?
But under the current circumstances, there is no time to delve into these. As long as I find out the shenanigans of the so-called guardian statues today and meet the so-called prophets, I will catch those who deserve to be caught, kill those who deserve to be killed, and then smash those who deserve to be beaten.
Once he breaks it, the rest will be much easier to handle.
Under the leadership of the old scholar, the new believers came to the sacred forest. It was actually the grassland where Asa and Vidnina met for the first time.
The grassland that was once full of killings and zombies now has a peaceful and solemn atmosphere. Thousands of devout believers are densely packed, sitting on the grass facing the forest in front of them with their eyes closed and meditating. Even the Cathedral of the Magic Academy is doing some work.
There is no such grand momentum during worship. And these are just a drop in the ocean of 30,000 to 40,000 believers. It is said that there are several such places in other places on the outskirts of this forest.
Asa was among the Protestants and saw the long-lost Whispering Forest.
Staring at the mysterious forest that once made people tremble with fear, Asa clearly felt that the power that once shocked the depths of people's souls and made people fearful and fearful and even dare not look up had almost disappeared, leaving only a little momentum.
It's like the breath of a dying giant continues to echo among the ancient trees, struggling to maintain the dignity of this ancient holy land. But now the believers all over the place add a comical flavor to the remaining majesty.
It was the first time for the new believers to see the Whispering Forest, and they were immediately completely conquered by the remaining divine power. The previous half-believers immediately took a big step towards piety. Everyone marveled in unison, and some even knelt down.
With a proud look on his pious expression, the old scholar led them towards the edge of the forest.
Asa walked with the new believers around him, but his attention was entirely focused on the dozens of stone statues standing on the grass. According to legend, these were the believers of the God of Nature who appeared here inexplicably overnight.
It is regarded as something that protects the statue.
These strange statues all have the same appearance. They are all five or six meters high. They have human-like bodies with claws on their limbs. Their narrow and narrow faces are like mice, but they have a big grin that reaches to the chin. There are also some hair on their heads.
There are two sheep-like horns and a pair of bat-like wings folded on the back. These stone statues are all in a half-kneeling posture, tens of meters apart from each other, forming an arc towards the Whispering Forest. It seems to be really real.
Just like the legends of these believers, they are guarding this sacred forest. According to the believers, these stone statues appeared silently on the outside of the forest overnight, forming a regular circle that surrounded the forest.
Protecting it, something that is absolutely impossible with human power, is nothing but a miracle.
But Asa is now certain that these strange statues have nothing to do with the Whispering Forest. He has never seen such things in the elves' residence, and the weird shape is obviously related to the old-fashioned but admirable elves.
The aesthetic and natural style is completely inconsistent with them. Besides, the dead wood guards are enough to protect them, so there is no need for these strange and ugly stone statues.
Asa walked up and touched one of the stone statues. The texture was indeed stone, and the lifelike shape was beyond the ability of ordinary craftsmen to create it in twos and twos. Asa carefully stared at the strange face of the stone statue, and suddenly there was a vague feeling.
An ominous feeling emerged from Yueyue's heart.
"Don't touch it with your dirty hands. This is a sacred object of the God of Nature." An old woman believer rushed up and slapped his hand.
"Are you sure?" Asa seemed to ask the old woman in return, and seemed to be mumbling to himself. His expression was full of horror and horror.
The old woman thought that this daring guy had felt the majesty of the gods, and walked away with satisfaction and sat down to continue meditating.
Asa was extremely shocked because he felt a trace of magic fluctuation when he put his hands on these statues just now.
Just simple magic fluctuations would never surprise him, because he had also expected that these inexplicable things should be magic. The reason why he was so shocked was that these magic fluctuations felt so familiar, so familiar that they could
Smell the smell, the smell of corpses.
It was also on this grassland that when I met my senior sister Vidnina, the zombies she summoned had similar fluctuations. Later, when I went to the magic academy to extract monsters, I also smelled it on those skeletons and zombies.
I have never had such a smell. Not long ago, when Sandro raised his hand and turned the members of the Holy Knights into living corpses, the living corpses also had this kind of fluctuation.
Asa stared blankly at the dozens of statues on the grass. According to the old believer, these were only part of the total. There were hundreds of them surrounding the Forest of Whispers. Then he looked at the grassland full of devout believers, in broad daylight.
Suddenly, Asa felt creepy.
"Believers who worship the God of Nature, please gather together, I have something to say." A very loud and dignified voice suddenly sounded. Even in this wide grassland, everyone could hear it clearly.
The believers who were sitting there quietly gathered there after hearing the sound.
"It's the Prophet." The believers were as excited as if they heard a fairy voice. "The Prophet must have something important to announce."
With great difficulty, Asa finally made his way through the crowd and came close enough to see the Prophet.
This man respected by thousands of people seems to be worthy of such courtesy. If Asa had seen it elsewhere, he would have thought that he was an aloof and distinguished hermit. His snow-white clothes were spotless, and his silver-white hair
His hair and long beard are mixed together to look holy and extraordinary. His face is upright and majestic, and every wrinkle seems to be synonymous with high moral standing and an explanation of knowing the mysteries of the universe. He is sitting under a stone statue. This stone statue
It is closest to the Whispering Forest, and its shape is different from the others. The wings on its back are spread out, protecting the prophet under his feet in an embracing posture. Even if it is just because of such a leader with extraordinary temperament, this
It is reasonable for the sect to attract so many people.
The already densely packed group of believers gathered again, rubbing shoulders one after another but silently paying attention to the smallest movements of the prophet.
"Comrades who worship the God of Nature, I have good news to tell you." The prophet's voice was loud. His back was to the Forest of Whispers, and the remaining breathtaking power in the forest seemed to be mixed into his voice, infecting it.
It has an indescribable mysterious charm. He raised his hand and pointed at the stone statues and said: "According to what I learned from meditating and communicating with the God of Nature, at noon tomorrow, the God of Nature will descend on everyone who is devoutly guarding the statues.
For those who pray and meditate, that miracle will make us unite with nature and man, and reach the highest realm that we have always pursued in life."
A huge sigh that was suppressed but still revealed excitement came from the mouths of the believers and swept across the grass.
When the prophet spoke again, everyone immediately fell silent, fearing that they would miss the smallest note coming from his mouth. But his voice was loud, ensuring that everyone could hear it clearly. "Because tomorrow
Prayer and meditation are the most important, so everyone should have a good rest tonight and nourish their spirits. And I will also conduct my final communication with God here."
Asa suddenly remembered something he had heard and asked a believer next to him: "I heard that the Prophet has never left here since these statues appeared, right?"
The believer nodded affirmatively: "Yes. The Prophet spends all his time communicating with the God of Nature. He will meditate here no matter day or night, windy or rainy. He never leaves. You don't even know this, Xin
Are you here?"
"He's here day and night and never leaves? Doesn't he need to eat, poop or bathe?" Asa looked hard at the perfect religious leader. He suddenly determined one thing, this person, or if we can still say it is a human,
Not a necromancer
"That's the prophet, a saint who has a spiritual connection with the God of Nature. Please don't use such filthy worldly words." The believer was very dissatisfied with this new comrade. "Do you know? Your luck is so good.
You can encounter such good things when you just join.”
Asa sighed and agreed. "I also think I am very lucky."
It's evening.
Rather than saying that the Whispering Forest is deathly silent at night, it would be better to say that it is simply dead.
According to the instructions of the prophet, the thousands of believers who were still sitting here during the day have all gone back home to recuperate for the miracle that will come at noon tomorrow. Now there is no sound of any living thing here, not a trace of the crescent moon and
The glimmer of starlight fell on the ancient trees and stone statues lifelessly. The ancient trees still exuded a residual majesty that intimidated wild beasts and birds from approaching here. There was not even any wind. Only the stone statues continued to knelt down silently towards the forest with their ferocious expressions.
Confronting the divine power of the ancient tree.
There is a figure under the stone statue closest to the forest. He is completely integrated with the quiet and strange atmosphere around him, sitting there without making any sound. He has long silver hair and beard, and is dressed in a snow-white robe. He is in the small moonlight and starlight.
It is still so holy and dazzling. Even in such a quiet and terrifying environment, the prophet still looks so immortal. In order to communicate with the God of nature, he stays here alone every night to meditate. This is a necessity.
It was a pure act, so he once ordered that no one should disturb him at night.
Two footsteps came from the distant darkness, breaking the deathly silence. Two figures slowly separated from the darkness and approached slowly.
The prophet did not react in any way to the sudden appearance of these two figures, and still sat there as holy, solemn and majestic.
The two figures approached and came directly to the prophet's side. The prophet still did not respond or even moved at all. He was still immersed in his own meditation. However, the two visitors showed no sign of this pious concentration.
Showing respect, one of them even stretched out his hand and laid it on the prophet's white-haired head.
The prophet still sat silently as if he was very tolerant, without even twitching his eyelids. The rude man didn't seem to appreciate it. He pressed the prophet's head, turned his wrist left and right, and then grabbed the long silver hair.
To send it, lift it directly upward.
The Lord Prophet still didn't move, his face was still so calm and dignified, but his silver hair and head cover had been completely lifted up like a lid.
The originally quiet and lifeless environment seemed to suddenly become more active. After the top of the prophet's head was uncovered, a large group of insects were revealed, including maggot-like ones, earthworm-like insects and even insects with wings. This group of little things seemed to have been around for a long time.
Tired of being suppressed by that solemn and solemn residence, he seemed extremely excited when he was suddenly exposed to the air. He squirmed and writhed hard and made some strange chirps. The man who lifted the prophet's head used his other hand to treat these active little insects.
After waving and chanting a few spells, the little bugs became quiet again and burrowed deep into the prophet's head again. The man nodded and said with satisfaction: "This bug puppet will probably only be used until tomorrow. But it should be
No problem, just hold on until noon and gather all the believers."
His companion next to him said in an old voice: "This insect puppet is really worth the money. It has deceived so many people easily."
"He was originally a pastor in a small town out of town, and he was very prestigious. But secretly, he often raped little girls under ten years old. I accidentally found out and exposed him. Unexpectedly, everyone in the city didn't believe it, but thought it was him.
I was the real criminal. That's when I discovered how useful being sanctimonious was. I happened to have to go home some time ago to deal with some things, so I captured him and made him into a living insect puppet to call on the believers.
.You see, the effect of this attractive appearance is indeed quite good. Now there are 40,000 to 50,000 people at our disposal. During this period, we have asked them to sit quietly and meditate. Tonight, we asked them to go back and sleep well to recuperate. Tomorrow they will
You must be very energetic and meet our requirements.”
The voices of these two people were very strange. It sounded like there was something choking in their throats, making it difficult to hear clearly.
"It only costs four to five thousand at most, and these gargoyles can't eat that much." His companion's old voice was filled with desolate indifference, as if he was talking about a table of tasteless meals. "The reason you made up is for these idiots.
It’s really effective. It’s the unity of man and nature, the highest realm that life pursues. I never expected that you could actually trick 40,000 to 50,000 people into joining this group of yours that was only thought up on the spur of the moment.”
"Strictly speaking, I didn't lie to them," the man said with interest. "It really allowed them to reach the highest realm they pursue in life, to die. Isn't death the highest realm of life? Everything that lives is for
This is the ultimate goal, isn't it? Most of the poor people in the world always want to pursue some illusory, mysterious and unpredictable goal to transcend the dissatisfied reality. Isn't it kind and poetic for me to let them end their lives in a wonderful fantasy like this?
"Is that so?" The man looked up and looked at the stars in the sky and sighed. "Tomorrow will definitely be a good day. With your 108 gargoyles and the help of so many enthusiastic people, the area will be like this after noon."
The ancient Miracle Forest and all the elves in it will be reduced to ashes. This feat that has never been accomplished in tens of thousands of years is about to be completed by our hands, and even I am a little excited that I haven't seen in a long time."
"The leaves of the World Tree belong to us. Let's see if the sunwell can be used. If it can't be used, we will find a way to destroy it." Even though he was talking about such a grand plan, his companion's voice was still desolate and indifferent without any passion. "Humph.
, in fact, didn’t that woman Vidnina have a chance last time? I don’t know how she did it. After all the hard work, she only took away one leaf of the world tree, and in the end it was wasted by her inexplicably. Women really have it.
It’s luxurious enough.” .
"Please be considerate. Being willful is the privilege of girls, and it is also their cuteness. Wouldn't it be nice if we did it ourselves this time." The man put the prophet's head cover back in place, letting this disgusting
The puppet looks so dignified and can be admired by thousands of people. "No matter what you do, you have to do it yourself."
"I heard that old man Ronis sent people here to quell the pagan riots. It's best not to let them mess with it tomorrow. Do you know who he sent?"
"I'm not sure. I was busy with other things some time ago and didn't pay attention to this. But now that the prophet has spoken out, those enthusiastic and devout people will definitely come as promised. No one can stop it.
"
"Hehehehe..." The old voice seemed to be inspired by the upcoming success, and let out a weird laugh. "Speaking of which, we haven't joined forces like this for a long time. There is still strength in numbers,
If it were just one person, I'm afraid even that guy Nopolinot wouldn't have enough capital to create so many gargoyles. Thanks to your suggestion, we came up with such a way to deal with the barrier of the Sunwell.
"
"This method is not my original idea, we have to thank..." The man's voice suddenly stopped, and he carefully looked at the weird and sophisticated prop of the insect puppet.
"What's the matter?" asked his companion.
The man was silent for a while and whispered: "Nothing, just a mouse." Then he turned around and waved his hand suddenly.
Like a black lightning in the darkness, a blurry shadow suddenly shot out from the shadow of the trees not far away. While still in mid-air, his figure was illuminated by the flames. The place where he stood just now has become
A sea of fire broke out, and a tall ancient tree instantly turned into a ball of flames. As long as the person's movements were slower than half a beat, the entire person would be devoured by the magical flames and turned into ashes.
This is a powerful and almost perfect fire wall technique. From the time when the magic power is released to completely burning into a ball of dazzling flames, it takes less than half a blink of an eye. The burning fire is so fierce that it illuminates the entire forest and grassland that were originally dark and dead.
It also illuminated the figures of these two people.
Judging from their body shapes, they should be an old man and a middle-aged man. Both of them were dressed in ordinary gray robes, with a silver skull mask on their face.
No one's eyes can endure such a strong light contrast. At this moment, the eyes of both the attacker and the attacked were filled with dazzling light. They didn't even have time to see each other's appearance clearly.
The man in the air and the two men on the ground both reached out and covered their eyes.
The slightly older man on the ground covered his eyes with difficulty while also trying hard to wave to the stone statue where the prophet was, and shouted in a low voice.
Originally it was just a stone statue, but with this magical shout and gesture, it immediately came to life. It suddenly started to move on its own, and the muscles carved from the stone really burst out with huge living power.
It jumped up, spread out its huge wings and pounced towards the man who was still in mid-air. The stone statue's sharp claws, which were as big as a human body, opened up, and a wide mouth revealed densely packed sharp teeth.
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The man in mid-air still covered his eyes, but when the stone statue's giant claws were about to hold him, he turned over in the air, and the stone statue's giant claws passed by him. He put his feet on the stone statue's hands,
One took advantage of the force and flew deep into the forest.
The attacker on the ground who cast the Fire Wall Technique was the first to regain his sight. He looked up and immediately saw the target flying diagonally towards the Whispering Forest in the air. He raised his hand, and a silver ball of light rolled along with the electric sparks surging around it.
Flying away in mid-air.
Just when the light ball was about to hit the target, the man in mid-air seemed to finally notice it. A huge fireball came out of his hand and collided with the spherical lightning, making a loud noise and scattering sparks and lightning all over the sky.
, the entire forest was completely illuminated by this bright impact, and the stone statues in the air let out a strange neigh like thousands of pigs wailing together and were shaken away by this violent explosion. In the dazzling light, in mid-air,
The man was covered in fire and flew straight into the depths of the Whispering Forest through the air waves.
The old man next to him waved his hand, and the gargoyle flapped its wings and pounced in the direction where the man fell. But as soon as it flew forward a certain distance, its huge wings immediately became sluggish, and its originally flexible and swift movements became stiff, as if
After a few more vigorous flutters like a chicken that had fallen into the water, the movement stopped completely, and it seemed to have turned back into a pile of lifeless stones. It fell straight into the depths of the forest with a muffled sound.
"No, the barrier of the Sunwell is still effective, and the magical driving force of the gargoyle will not work in the forest." The old man who commanded the stone statue shook his head. "What should I do? It seems that it is not an elf but an elf.
Humans. Without my command, the gargoyles can only move until a preset time. What if he comes to cause damage before?"
The man pondered for a moment and said calmly: "Let him go. There are more than a hundred gargoyles. What can he do by himself? And as soon as day breaks, our enthusiastic believers will hear the sound and come, and they will come on their own.
We will protect these sacred statues." He waved to his companions. "Okay, let's go. Things have developed to the current stage. We just need to wait quietly for the good weather tomorrow."
The two figures gradually moved away, completely disappearing into the darkness. The place returned to deathly silence. Only the air was filled with the unpleasant burning smell left by the burning trees.