The Era of Gods

The reason is simple. Although there are many churches in this world, there is only one church with absolute faith, called the Holy Church, and the others are small churches, with only a small number of believers in some remote places.

Precisely because it has occupied the traditional belief for many years, the Holy Church at this time is already a swollen behemoth. It is no longer an ordinary church. The clergy in it no longer need to preach. position in society.

Now the church at the lowest level of the Holy Church is at the town level, and there are no priests at the village level. Just like Lin Xiao’s current village of Fore, many middle-aged villagers have never seen the pastor of the Holy Church in their entire lives.

At least Lin Xiao has never seen the pastor of the Holy Church in the month and a half since his arrival, and even the Lord's Mansion only saw the tax officer to collect the tax, and saw no other outsiders.

The outline of the mountain he was going to could be seen from a distance. At first, he walked along the path for a certain distance, and turned a corner at a junction into the wilderness.

But after crossing this wilderness with a width of more than ten kilometers, I found a road again. This is the road from Gibson Castle to the Baron Mine, because there are often cars and patrols passing by, especially the heavy mine carts. The road is full of potholes.

Except for the baron's convoy and patrols, there are very few outsiders walking this road, but the baron's convoy usually only goes once a few days, and no one is seen along the way.

Holding the scepter, he walked unhurriedly. The four subordinates were sweating a little at this moment, but none of them said they wanted to rest.

Their strong physique gave them stamina far beyond that of ordinary people. In addition, they came out for the first time after gaining strength. They were excited. Looking at the expectant eyes of the boys, they probably wanted to meet a few robbers to try their strength.

On the road one kilometer away from them, a convoy of five wagons filled with ore was walking slowly on the potholed road.

In front of the convoy were two knights on horseback, a middle-aged man and a young man. Behind them were ten armored soldiers and more than thirty militiamen wearing only sackcloth and holding a wooden short spear to escort the convoy.

There is a conspicuous badge on the carriage, if Lin Xiao recognizes it here, it is the badge of Baron Gibson's family.

The convoy moved forward slowly, and the middle-aged man in the lead suddenly stretched out his hand and shouted when passing a lush grass taller than a person:

Stop!

Keeping the posture of reaching out, eyes narrowed slightly to scan the surroundings, and suddenly reached out and pulled out the knight sword at his waist and shouted:

There is an ambush, prepare to fight!

The team reacted immediately. Ten full-time armored warriors quickly drew their weapons and approached the two knights. More than thirty militiamen were a little dazed, but habitually approached them with the grooms around the carriage.

Everyone was ready, but there was no movement around, as if there was no ambush.

The leading middle-aged knight snorted coldly, took out the longbow hanging on the horse, drew the bow and set up an arrow, and shot the arrow behind the dense grass.

There was no sound, nothing was shot, but the people hiding behind the bushes could no longer hide, only a burst of shouting was heard, and more than 20 heavily armed soldiers and more than 30 militiamen came out from behind the bushes. It was a strong man with beard and beard, raised his long sword and shouted:

Kill them!

Soldiers and militiamen raised their weapons and rushed over chaotically.

And the two knights raised their weapons without fear and shouted:

For the honor of the Gibson family, kill these robbers!

The ten armored soldiers slammed their swords on their shields in response, and rushed forward in a messy formation together with the shouting militiamen, and the two sides fought into a mess in an instant.

There is no such thing as exquisite command and tactics in this low-level battle similar to the Middle Ages. After all, most of the soldiers are militiamen and illiterate. The real elite are the two knights and ten armored warriors. The tactics must be executed by someone.

The two knights were well equipped and proficient in combat skills. They directly pierced through the army formation with the impact of their horses, but the full-time soldiers and militia behind them were blocked.

Although the two knights easily pierced through the army formation, they were not happy, because this round of impact was fruitless. The knights' swords each hit a target, but they were completely blocked by their armor, except for the impact of the horse. There was no harm in knocking the opponent down, which was beyond their expectations.

In terms of individual physical fitness, these two knights are far stronger than these ambushers, and these ambushers are only slightly stronger than ordinary people, but their armor defense is too strong.

When they pulled back their horses and turned their heads, they saw a scene that horrified them. After a while, the battle was already overwhelming.

This group of soldiers who don't look like robbers not only have super high armor defense, but also have very sharp weapons in their hands. A random sword can cut through the armor of an armored warrior, the lock rings are scattered, and the weapons are cut off. Poured a third.

The young knight was startled and cried out:

You are not homeless, who are you?

He was answered by a sharp javelin and the sound of silent killing.

When Lin Xiao heard shouts of killing and screams coming from a distance, he happened to see a dozen bloody remnants being chased and killed.

The younger of the two leading knights saw him and shouted:

I am Alfonso Gibson, the first heir of the Gibson family, save me, and you will get the friendship of the Gibson family and a hundred gold coins.

But Lin Xiao didn't look at him at all, his eyes were fixed on the soldiers who were chasing after him, to be precise, it was the twenty or so heavily armed soldiers, with a strange expression on his face:

It can't be such a coincidence, can it?

He shouted loudly to the pursuers:

Who is your leader?

He recognized at a glance that the weapons and armor on these pursuers could not be forged in this world, and if nothing unexpected happened, they should be the subordinates of some descendant.

He didn't know which one it was, but he had been away from him for so long, so he had to ask first, if they were also human descendants, then he would turn around and leave.

If it's not a human descendant, then I'm sorry.

The leading chasing leader glanced at him with bloodshot eyes, and said loudly:

We are Gulda's subordinates. If you are not from the Gibson family, then you can leave.

Gulda?

Lin Xiao compared this name with the thirty-three human descendants who descended together, and found that there was no one with the same name.

Since it's not the same name, it must be the enemy.

He threw the scepter in his hand to the ground and shouted in a deep voice:

The killer will be punished!

As soon as the voice fell, the face of the big man on the other side sank, and he snorted coldly:

I hate the Holy Church the most, brothers killed them.

Lin Xiao didn't explain what he meant by not being a holy church. He just raised the seemingly ordinary wooden scepter in his hand and carved it with mysterious patterns, and said softly:

My lord says, life lies in mercy, group healing!

As soon as the words fell, the lines of the scepter in his hand lit up and quickly spread to the top, turning into a light ball full of life, rising up, exploding, turning into streams of life and falling on more than a dozen injured deserters.

The power of life submerged, and the wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

All the deserters were stunned, their mouths opened wide and they looked at their wounds in shock.

Not only them, but even the pursuers were stunned. Several subconsciously wiped their eyes with their hands and thought they had misread.

My God, this is a miracle!

But Lin Xiao ignored them, and just continued:

My lord says life is tenacity, the strength of a herd of bulls!

Our Lord says that life lies in tenacity, and the tenacity of a group of bears!

My lord says that life lies in agility, and the elegance of a group of cats!

He said three admonitions in one breath, and the scepter in his hand flashed three times in a row, casting three group magic spells.

The strength of the bull increases strength.

Bear's Fortitude increases Constitution.

Feline Grace increases Agility.

What is the experience of performing magic in a non-magic world where there are only ordinary people?

crush?

Or kill randomly?

After blessing three kinds of gods in one go, everyone's physique, strength and agility all increased by four points, which is equivalent to any physical quality reaching the rank of knight in this world.

And this was just the beginning, and Lin Xiao successively blessed them with the blade technique and the blessing technique.

After one set, all the soldiers felt the miraculous and terrifying power in their bodies, and the eyes they looked at Lin Xiao were indescribable.

At this time, he coughed lightly at the right time and said:

God of life and wisdom, brave warriors, kill these robbers who trample on life.

The crowd was overwhelmed with enthusiasm, raised their weapons and charged at the previous pursuers.

After a round of charging, more than a dozen of the pursuers fell directly. The armor they were proud of could no longer protect them under the sword with the edge technique. Without this defensive advantage, how could their physical fitness be crushed? Beat a group of knights.

The battle ended in less than five minutes, and the dozens of robbers were all killed without a single escape.

And to create this glorious battle result, only six divine spells were consumed, and a total of fifteen auxiliary divine spells were added to his life scepter. Three or five times, it can be used for many battles in a row.

And this is just auxiliary magic. In the book of wisdom on his right hand, there are also more than a dozen kinds of combat magic and several super powerful comprehensive magic. Use three to five times.

The scepter of life on the left and right, and the book of wisdom on the right, these are the trump cards that Lin Xiaozhen prepared for his incarnation.

In this world, it is impossible to use extraordinary power, let alone magic, so everyone is miserable in spreading beliefs.

But if he can equip his priest with this set of equipment, and his left hand assists his right hand in fighting, just think about it, and you can see how much advantage this will have in the competition.

This has been reflected at the moment. After the battle, four of his subordinates came to Lin Xiao with bloody long swords and knelt down on one knee to offer the enemy's head. He smiled slightly, held the book of wisdom in his right hand and opened it. The pages were windless. Automatically turn to a page with a picture on it.

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PS: overslept.