Godhead Steal [Comprehensive Lord Greece]

Ali Kumon never knew that the power of faith had such a powerful effect on the godhead.

Although it was mentioned in the data recorded in the program that faith would improve the godhead to a certain extent, Ali Kumon didn't pay much attention to that sentence.

Because the memory possessed by the host does not have any traces of the power of faith.

Probably because the Spring Flower God is only a second-class servant god.

You must know that if he hadn't chosen this god to board, Ali Kumon would not even know that there was such a god.

If it is unknown, no one will believe in it.

I'm afraid it's not just the original host, most of the slave gods, no matter first or second class, don't know that the power of faith has such benefits.

Most of the beliefs are covered by the twelve main gods standing at the top. The gods below cannot spread beliefs, and the status of the gods above cannot be shaken.

Except for Cronus who killed mankind by himself and lost the belief and worship of mankind, Zeus really may not be able to do anything to his father god.

From this point of view, the class status of the main god and the subordinate god, which has been maintained for countless years, is fundamentally just a difference in belief.

But the slave gods who have never tasted the sweetness know nothing about it.

If you don't know, if you don't understand, you won't have any doubts.

In the eyes of the gods, godheads are born with grades, which seems to be the default rule since the appearance of the first god Chaos.

Except for the matter of killing the father of the son for the position of the king of the gods, there has never been a case where the slave god murdered the main god and then ascended to the position of the main god.

So they never knew about the power of faith.

The host will naturally not know.

But now, Ali Kumon knew.

He looked down at the palm that exuded a holy and bright light because of the power of faith-not only for the godhead, but the devout prayers of believers to the gods can also greatly increase the strength of the gods' souls.

Ali Kumon twitched his lips.

The strength of the godhead determines that the repair speed of the program will double again, and he will naturally not politely push back the power he sent up with others.

Ali Kumeng thought of the exhausted life that he had felt before and urgently needed to be saved, and the life force flowing out from his godhead, with a dazed look on his face.

He probably did something stupid by accident.

Ali Kumeng glanced at the program that was quickly repaired as if he had taken medicine because of the improvement of the quality of the godhead, and began to actively speed up the conversion speed of the godhead.

Alikumeng didn't pay much attention to the power of that trace of life in the godhead accumulating more and more.

You must know that many main gods are actually multi-tasking, and they perform the particularly useful priesthood that is beneficial to human beings. Human beings are used to crowning everything that they think is beautiful on the most revered image in their hearts.

For example, human beings worship Zeus, such as human beings believe in the sun——for Apollo.

So the main gods use those priesthoods to snare human beliefs, probably to prevent the subordinate gods from becoming dissidents, and they don't even give the subordinate gods to drink soup.

Although it is not kind, it has to be said that it is actually very useful.

At least it's not a matter of life and death, the subordinate gods rarely rebel.

The main god can take on several roles, but it is impossible for the subordinate god to do the same.

Ali Kumon felt that if his godhead could be upgraded to the level of the main god one day, it would not be too much to have multiple life-related priesthoods.

Believe that the future is always wonderful, have hope for the days ahead and expect everything to happen.

Ali Kumeng thought optimistically, and continued to work hard to save the world... no, save lives.

As a result of his hard work, the elves were pleasantly surprised to find that their prayers were actually useful.

The Goddess of Nature responded to them much faster than before-it was almost immediate.

The mother tree of life, which has been quiet for countless years, makes a pleasant rustling sound, and the leaves exude a soft green halo, which is not very obvious in the sun, but the elves who are sensitive to nature can clearly appreciate the renewed vitality and joy of the mother tree .

The newborn elf opened his eyes, grinned big, screamed and stretched out his hand to touch the branches and leaves of the mother tree not far away from him.

The awe and closeness of the elves to the mother tree have been deeply rooted in their bones since their birth.

Feeling the joy of the Mother Tree of Life, the elves looked at their king with astonishment in their eyes, but more of it was unconcealable ecstasy.

They don't care how things turned out like this, but they know that because of their prayers, the Mother Tree of Life has been revived.

——The nature elves are saved!

No news could please the elves more at this moment.

Most of them know the godhead that was picked up by their king who came suddenly before, and they know better that the godhead is under their mother tree at this moment.

The reason why the mother tree of life is like this is self-evident whose contribution it is.

Just like humans, elves will worship whoever can give them protection and help.

It's not that no one remembers the goddess of nature who has blessed them for thousands of years, but what the goddess of nature did before really chills the elves.

In the Exiled Lands, these races who know more about the inside story of this continent than humans are far less firm in their beliefs than humans.

Because they know that few of the gods above can live for a long time, no matter whether they participated in the once-in-[-]-year battle, in the days after the period from the opening to the end of the rift, those who were defeated and furious The number of gods who directly lost their godheads and even fell from the main god cannot be counted.

The chaos during that time would drag the entire continent into it, where the gods were fighting, and even their believers were fighting non-stop.

Not only the sky was stained red with blood, but the entire land was also infiltrated.

But as far as elves are concerned, they are almost never involved in such things.

Because the gods they believe in are generally as gentle as they are, advocating peace, and they are more willing to focus on art skills than combat skills.

However, this generation of elves broke the habit of staying in a corner.

Because their gods need their help.

The elves don't know the power of faith's effect on the gods. In Alikumon's view, the main god listens to the wishes of the believers and protects the believers, and the devout prayers of the believers continuously provide the power of faith. This is a fairly equal transaction.

But unfortunately, neither the goddess of nature nor the elves think so.

Called by the oracle of the goddess of nature, the elves resolutely joined the turmoil in the Temple of Light.

There is no need to repeat what happened afterwards, the elves will only remember that after they dedicated their faith and the lives of their people to the goddess of nature and offended the newly appointed God of Light, Apollo, the goddess of nature abandoned them directly.

The elves all know that since the goddess of nature asked them to help Balder, the god of light, to quell the rebellion caused by Apollo 300 years ago, the priests in the clan have never been able to get a word from the goddess of nature, let alone answer. Their call for help.

Apart from helplessness, the emotions of the nature elves when they cannot contact the goddess of nature are more anger and unwillingness.

Although their beliefs are not firm, they have believed in this goddess for thousands of years, which makes them feel much safer than those gods who just climbed up to the position of the main god and were kicked down.

It is precisely because I have been worshiping sincerely for so many years that it is especially difficult to accept emotionally when I am abandoned by the gods I believe in.

No one is stupid, and no one wants to worship another god who no longer protects them.

But it is necessary to find a god for protection, especially when the ten thousand year period is about to come, without the protection of the gods, it is very difficult to stay in the tribe surrounded by natural dangers like before. .

In particular, they also offended Apollo, the newly appointed God of Light who has now gained a firm foothold.

In this case, there is no blessing of a god, which is too unfavorable for the natural elves.

And there happened to be one right in front of me.

Most importantly, the quick response to their prayers.

The elf king who was prostrate on the ground stood up and looked back at the little elf who was "giggling" while grabbing a bunch of branches and leaves hanging down from the mother tree of life.

It's just abandoning a god who no longer cares about them. Compared with the goddess of nature who is high above and untouchable, the one in front of them is the most suitable for them now.

The Elf King looked at the happy-looking clansmen, drove them back, and called a few elders to discuss related matters.

The old temple will be demolished, and the new temple will be built soon. It is indeed a question of what image the god they choose to believe in should be carved.

And the problem of the elves was solved, and those tribesmen who risked being caught and killed by the followers of the God of Light came back to find a solution to the problem of the elves.

Ali Kumon stared at the detection program that was about to be repaired, feeling a little bit chilled by the power of faith that had soared in recent days.

With the crisp and pleasant "ding" sound, Ali Kumeng directly started the restoration process.

He felt that the moist soil around him was full of vitality.

Alikumon froze with excitement.

——Look, how does this seem to be the rhythm of burying him?

Ali Kumeng mobilized his divine power to push away the soil above his head, and straightened his waist reflexively.

Then the soft green light ball that had just left the soil and emitted light and heat directly crashed into the roots of the tree above, and rushed into the trunk along the way.

On the throne of the Temple of Light, the Lord God, who was leaning on the back of the chair lazily, sat up straight, and turned his head to look in the direction of the momentary fluctuation he had just noticed.

He tightly held the scepter in his hand that represented the authority of the Lord God of Light.

Apollo tilted his head and glanced at Congshen who was startled by his movement. With a slight shake of the scepter, the map of the entire continent appeared in the void.

He lightly tapped a place covered in emerald green, with a hard and indifferent expression, "Where... is this?"

"..." Ali Kumeng looked at the many silver-white light spots floating in the bright space around him, and his mind was a little dazed.

This space looks huge, and the light source is a fist-sized... It looks like a gem... Or something like amber made of resin, smooth and clear.

He felt that those silver-white light spots were sleeping souls, being washed away by the soft light around them, washing away the bad defects in the soul little by little.

The unclean black slowly rose in this space, and then completely disappeared.

A pure white spot of light floated past him, with obvious joy.

Alikumeng's eyes finally turned away from the scenery in front of him and turned to himself, his face instantly sank.

His body... is gone.

Ali Kumeng felt his egg hurt to death.

There's nothing more frustrating than finding out that something you've been working on for so long has finally disappeared.

But it doesn't help even if the eggs are about to shatter.

With a gloomy face, Alikumon expanded the detection range, covering most of the entire verdant forest.

The nature elves are distributed in this forest, surrounding the tribe where they were born and growing up, and protecting the fountain of life and the mother tree that make their race survive.

As soon as Ali Kumeng probed, he probed for three days without stopping.

——Because his program did not record such a plane, but what surprised him was that the residual power detected in this forest could be clearly found in the system records.

For example, the power of Ra, the sun god of the nine-pillar pantheon, Nut, the god of the sky, Balder, the god of light of the Asa protoss, and the power of Cronus and Uranus, which he is a little familiar with.

Alikumon touched the bottom of this world a little bit, and frowned.

The composition of this world seems quite complicated, especially the existence of great gods is not lacking at all.

Uranus is the god of creation, with extraordinary status and power, but according to the rumors, he should have fallen long ago. Ali Kumon didn't know why he appeared here.

Alikumon opened his eyes wide and sighed deeply as he watched the program being continuously recorded.

His last trophy left only a godhead and a name. Although the harvest is already very good, it is impossible for him to control a naked godhead to walk around.

But if you don't move around, it may take a long time to understand the world with the power of the program.

Ali Kumon calculated it. Judging from the current level of restoration, it might not take a few years to complete the exploration of this unknown world.

Ali Kumon looked at the displayed results in embarrassment, thought for a while, and finally chose to continue to dormant quietly.

He finally took a serious look at the space.

His eyes were fixed on the fist-sized amber as the light source.

Amber's light flickered slightly.

Ali Kumeng felt that he was also drawn a little closer to the amber.

— Well, he is a godhead now.

Amber still exudes a gentle light, but Ali Cumon abruptly felt kindness from this supposedly dead amber.

Ali Kumeng shivered inexplicably as he looked at the silver-white light spots around him.

It's okay, there are all kinds of wonders in the world.Ali Kumon thought about it for a while, and boldly approached Kohaber directly.

The amber trembled suddenly when the godhead was almost attached to it, and the amber, which had been standing in the void without moving, directly crashed into the godhead floating beside him.

Seeing the fist-sized amber touch his godhead, which was only half the size of a palm, it was swallowed up instantly by Alikumon, and he felt overwhelmed.

And with the sudden surge of pure power in the godhead, it was Ali Kumeng who once again felt the warmth of the wind blowing on his body.

The sun was shining on him, making him feel comfortable like never before.

I feel the turbid air all over my body is expelled little by little with my breath, and my whole body is comfortable.

Ali Kumon hadn't been able to continue enjoying this wonderful taste, and the continuous stream of messages through certain channels directly rushed into his mind, and raped the information processing program he had just repaired.

Seeing the program whose operating speed was almost faster than ever before, Ali Kumon clicked his tongue and looked at himself now.

Well, now... he's turned into a tree.

It is still a tree with many elf babies.

The amber that just took the initiative to merge with him is not amber, but the heart of the mother tree of life of the natural elves.

The Mother Tree of Life has been sick for a long time, because the goddess of nature abandoned it, and it has no ability to communicate with the elves.

Survival is the most primitive instinct of all living beings. The mother tree of life, which has existed for a long time longer than the natural elves, has long had its own thoughts.

So after Alikumon crashed into its torso, it instinctively wanted to swallow the godhead that could save it.

—and in fact it did.

It's a pity that after doing it, it was not Ali Kumon who had no resistance at all and was swallowed.

Even Ali Kumon, who was almost killed, couldn't help but light a candle for the tree heart.

With just such a collision, the soul that it had so hard to produce was directly knocked away, and even the body was lost to Ali Kumon.

Ali Kumeng shook the branches and leaves on his body with a melancholy face, making a rustling sound.

He probably understands why most of the records show that the tree people's IQ is not very high. Specifically, referring to the mother tree of life, they tried to save themselves but ended up saving themselves.

It's just stupid to a certain extent.

It can be called a model of the tree-human world.

Ali Kumon sighed.

But even with a body, he was not very happy.

Compared with being a tree, he felt that it was much easier and freer to be a soft ball of light - at least Godhead didn't have to have children.

Although it wasn't really "birth", the feeling of so many souls waiting to be born in his body still made him feel quite... ashamed.

What's more, there is a very subtle word "mother" in the name "Mother Tree of Life".

This feeling of being pregnant with a child made Alikumon feel something was wrong.

Ali Kumon was still studying how to get out of the current predicament, and an extremely important piece of news popped into his mind through the program.

The Lord God of Light broke into the forest and came directly towards this side.

Ali Kumon glanced at the appearance of the God of Light displayed by the program, and then at the conclusion that the program analyzed the other party's strength and concluded that it was Apollo at all, and sighed deeply again.

He was even more melancholy.

What could be more sad than an old man—especially when he reunites with an old man who has a little affection for each other and he likes, and he has been downgraded from a handsome young god to a real old bark.

Ali Kumon felt that the world was full of malice towards him from the universe.

☆, reunion