Heaven’s Intention

Rek, God of the Sea, is a young deity. Existed for no more than two hundred years.

It holds the fisheries along the coast.

Two hundred years ago, it was first worshiped in a small fishing village. With the passage of time, several nearby fishing villages worshiped it one after another. Several generations of believers have been worshiping it for hundreds of years, and finally Dai Senling was built.

Dai Forest Territory is located on a peninsula, basically only in contact with Sarant Territory. In fact, this territory is quite good, but because the development is too late, the current foundation is not very stable.

In a coastal fishing village, Lake's temple is not big, and it maintains a poor and peaceful life that is basically self-sufficient.

At this time, hundreds of cavalry had already occupied the village.

Seems like the wrath of God.

Boom lightning and thunder tore through the silent night, and heavy rain came...

Those who lay down on the ground and abandon their weapons will not be killed. The cavalry shouted, and the men in the village who dared to resist were all executed on the spot.

Bishop Kanrongpa looked around. This is a large village with about three hundred people.

Is there still resistance? Bishop Kanrongpa listened to the movement in the village. At this time, the sound of killing had slowly subsided, but it had not yet completely stabilized.

Yes, there are still several priests and warriors in the Temple of Lake! A priest waited for a while, and then came back to report: After a while, the battle will be over.

In the sky, there was a bang, and another thunder. Bishop Kanrongpa smiled disdainfully.

...Lord Bishop, the temple has been cleaned up, and a total of sixteen enemies have been executed on the spot. After a while, a soldier came to report, his tone full of pride.

Very well, take them all to the temple.

Yes, my lord bishop! After a while, three hundred people were driven to the temple, and Bishop Kan Rongpa squinted his eyes.

The holy light in the temple has not been extinguished, and the false god Reik still occupies this holy place—every temple is a holy place for gods.

Listen, as long as you are willing to abandon your god, spit on it, and swear to believe in the great god Anlomon, you can be saved. A priest shouted.

This is blasphemy, God Reike will bring his wrath down on you! At this moment, an old man shouted.

There is no need to ask again. Soldiers rushed up.

Hang him! the bishop said coldly.

Two soldiers, one grabbed the old man's hair, and the other put a rope on it, and then pulled it without hesitation. The old man immediately swayed on the gallows. After a while, his tongue stuck out... died.

Next!

The second person pointed to had a livid face. He hesitated for a moment, and when he saw that two soldiers were about to step forward to pull him out, he immediately cried: No, I am willing to cast aside Lei Keshen and change my faith in Luo. God.

He ran up crying, and spit at the god of thunder.

Outsiders didn't notice it, but Bishop Kanrongpa felt it. The moment the saliva was sprayed on it, the faint holy light on the altar suddenly jumped and became weaker.

Next! Bishop Kanrongpa shouted.

At this time, another man. He cursed: May the God of Reike bring his wrath down on your heads!

No! cried a woman in the line, holding her child tightly.

The two soldiers pulled him to the gallows without any hesitation, put it around his neck, and pulled him violently again. This strong man was immediately swaying on the gallows.

Due to his strong vitality, he struggled desperately on the gallows, and died ten minutes later.

Three hundred people, all out of breath, watched him die little by little.

Next! Bishop Kanrongpa said.

No, I'm willing to cast aside the god of Lei Ke and convert to the god of Romon. Before the soldiers stepped forward, someone was already crying.

One after another came forward, cursing, and as more and more people succumbed, the altar was covered with spittle, and the holy light became weaker and weaker.

More and more cracks appeared on the statue, and when the last believer cursed on it, there was a boom, the statue collapsed violently, and the entire holy light was completely extinguished immediately.

Praise my Lord, you are the true God of the earth. Bishop Kanrongpa prayed.

Almost at the same time, similar scenes took place in various villages.

Dai Forest City, main temple hall.

The area of ​​this hall is very huge, and the center is a huge and complex magic circle.

In the center of the magic circle is an altar, and on the altar, it is full of blood and gore.

Behind the altar, stands a two-meter-high statue.

Obviously. This statue is the god of the ocean, Rek.

At this moment, a group of priests were gathering in the hall. They prayed devoutly, and directed the low-level priests to pull several girls onto the altar.

A priest took out a dagger, skillfully sank it, and inserted the dagger into the girl's heart!

A stream of blood spurted high and flowed into the blood lake of the altar.

The idol's eyes lit up.

The prayers of believers and pastors became more and more exalted.

Do not!

A mysterious space, this is a small and narrow land, so small that it is only about a thousand square meters, and in the distance, there are unreal waves.

On this land, there is a huge building. If someone sees it, they will find that it is exactly the same as the temple outside.

The huge corridor is formed by stone pillars one by one. There is no sun in the space, but light is shining on the stone pillars. The combination of these dark lights can illuminate the space, the wind is extremely gloomy, and there are groups of ghosts looming.

These poor ghosts wandered in this space, howling in pain from time to time.

Inside the hall is a huge altar. Compared to the huge altar, a black throne looks small.

No! The man on the throne groaned in pain.

far away. About sixty stone pillars were extinguished one after another, and darkness gradually enveloped this small area.

The people on the throne are extremely painful.

When every stone pillar is extinguished, it can clearly feel that its body is collapsing and exploding, and complete death is just around the corner...

Finally, except for the largest stone pillar, all the stone pillars have been extinguished.

The entire area has entered the night, with only two light sources.

One is the largest stone pillar, which is the area of ​​Dai Forest City, and the other is the man on the throne.

The man on the throne gasped in pain. It originally had light golden skin and a body exuding a strong radiance, but now it was rapidly wrinkling, and its hair was also rapidly turning white.

Now it is already an old man.

No! The man moaned, all the past memories came to his mind.

He is not a legend, but a fourth-level fighter, a relatively wealthy captain who sank into the sea and drowned.

By some coincidence, his soul did not perish.

Although he died, his family continued to multiply and grow, and every family sacrifice would bring him the power of hunger and thirst.

Once, a ghost attacked the fishing boat, among which were its offspring.

It jumped up angrily, and after a fight, it killed the ghost in the sea and swallowed it, and it was surprised to find that its strength had increased.

As it preys and cleans up the ghosts of the coast, the fishermen who are favored gradually worship it, and as time goes by, it grows stronger and stronger. And, fifty years later, it acquired the altar that mysteriously arose in this area.

The altar endowed it with great power, and ten years later, the first magic was produced.

The name of Lake, the God of the Sea, began to spread. One hundred years later, Dai Forest City began to be built. There were more and more believers, and the number of villages grew to 60, with 30,000 people.

Everything is so beautiful... It thought its dream would continue.

It started looking at other territories.

However, all of these were destroyed.

Boom! A roar came from afar.

The man on the throne raised his head sharply: No, it's the divine dragon. That divine dragon is here again.

The last time I defeated the giant dragon, I relied on 30,000 beliefs and altars, but now, he is old, and he feels exhausted. As a new god who is only 200 years old, he really gained the power of 30,000 beliefs, no more than 50,000. ten years.

The lack of knowledge of the new gods also made his real power savings pitifully small.

Boom! There was another roar and breath of a dragon, and the space swayed violently. The man showed fear.

This space is actually the space formed by the ground temple and the altar, and it is the same when attacking the outside.

No, no, I don't want to die, I don't want to die. Panting, the man hid his head on the throne, and closed his ears to the anxious prayers of the believers outside.

The sound of killing and praying continued to come from outside, but it was constantly weakening.

Gradually, the voice weakened.

The man finally raised his head in a daze, his eyes revealing madness.

No, I can't own it, and I can't give it to you. There is no altar. Let's see how you merge the two territories. Haha, it will take at least fifty years to create a new altar!

His eyes glowed red, and he suddenly laughed wildly. With the wild laughter, his body changed rapidly.

The wrinkles were quickly made up, the white hair disappeared, and he quickly turned into a young man in his twenties. The light on his body was shining brightly. He laughed wildly and rushed towards the altar.

Boom! There was a loud noise, and in reality, the main temple and the connected lord's mansion exploded violently.

Thick smoke billowed straight into the sky.

Below is the sea thorn dragon's roar. It roared and rushed in, and came out after a while, biting only a small half of its body, which still emitted a faint golden light.

It exploded again! murmured Haboba who was following behind the giant dragon.

It doesn't matter. Only false gods need altars. Our Lord doesn't need altars, and he is not limited by the scope of the territory. Bishop Kan Rongpa said coldly.

Yeah, it's just that the movement is too loud, will other regions notice it?

With the existence of giant dragons, those false gods dare not invade. Besides, it is a good thing that the altar was blown up.

Oh?

If you accept the altar, according to the rules of this world, my lord should quickly grasp this territory within a few years. All false gods will feel the scope of the territory.

However, no matter it is now, the altars in the restored original territory are destroyed. It is normal that the new altars produced cannot immediately form a territory. Those false gods will doubt our lord at least five years later.

And in just three years, this territory will be the territory under the radiance of our lord. Thirty thousand lambs will greatly enhance the brilliance of our lord. You can also directly call him the earl.

After hearing this, Haboba nodded, and smiled at Bishop Kanrongpa.