Heaven’s Intention

In the void

This is a world of dusk. Above the void, the sun, hazy, seemed to be stingy to spray the warm sunlight to the earth, and the cold filled the earth.

A castle stands high above a mountain.

With marble as the basic material.

Looking far away, there are a large number of elves in the castle. They have different strengths. They wear thick clothes and are busy building and strengthening the castle.

If you look closely, they are all between the spirit and the body, and obviously they are not fully formed prayers.

In the center of the castle, there is a hall. This hall is carefully observed, and it is clear that every place is formed by the condensation of spells and emits a faint light!

In the center of the hall, on a high staircase. A huge throne stands here.

On the throne, Annion is at work.

Innumerable thin threads and spells were woven in his hands, and the thin threads gradually became a network, and the network condensed into entities.

As the network and entity gradually formed, at this time, a trace of white light emerged, converged into a trace of silk, and integrated into this network.

With the emergence of white light, there is a little bit of light in the void, which flashes out of the void. This is the original force attracted by the power of divinity and faith.

Seeing this phenomenon, Anion sighed.

Attracting the original force means that in the main world, your faith has been established and stabilized.

But sigh, too. Every closed world has its own rules. In this world, everything has to start from scratch, even more difficult.

This is the rejection of the original instinct.

Different crystal-walled universes have different laws.

Anion sighed softly.

Beneath it, there are still hundreds of thousands of elder prayers, busy and diligent. After building a palace for his own god, after a moment of silence, Annien suddenly smiled.

In an instant, the whole hall shone brightly, and below, beautiful flowers emerged.

Annien pulled out a long sword, and as soon as it appeared, it made a low hum.

This is the sword of kingship, shaped with the demigod's divinity and flesh and blood.

Annion ’s eyes scanned the space, and outside, there were uninvited guests who had come to visit the new kingdom.

However, this kingdom of God is still in the main world. According to the laws of this world, the gods cannot come directly, as long as it is not the incarnation of the gods, then it does not matter.

The next moment is in the outer space where the kingdom of God exists. There was a violent explosion.

Various energies swept through the void.

In the void, countless figures appear or disappear.

Each time flashing, Annien will appear once, and in the void, a firework will explode.

The fireworks exploded continuously, and time gradually passed.

Finally, calm in the void.

Annien appeared again in the kingdom. The golden armor on his body also carried many scars, but in his hand, he was holding a ball of light.

Among the spheres of light, there are thousands of souls, these souls have a mysterious and mysterious atmosphere, but at this time, they only scream and cry in unison.

Ann sneered and waved, these souls affixed to the wall automatically, and then solidified instantly.

Solidified is their wail of pain.

At the next moment, this country, which has not yet been exalted to heaven, is back to busy.

The elven prayers continued to work, and Annion continued to work.

"My lord, my lord, kill all human beings." The call from somehow filled the hall.

Ann Nian remained unmoved, and continued to weave, wiping out a trace of the calling voice with ease.

Pure and clear, like the breath of the sea. It gradually emerged.

The Mist Plane. Viscount Salante

Now this is a very busy city

In the sun, within ten miles of the surroundings, the mist has dispersed, exposing the jungle, lakes, and plains that were originally in the mist.

The migration is still going on. From the city wall, you can see another group of leaders who have been rushed below.

They were driven by cavalry, showing a panicked look, but when they passed the field, they couldn't help but look at it.

In the misty area, large fields have been reclaimed, but now they have been harvested, and a large number of assimilated farmers are working hard.

In February, plowing the land, raking the land, fertilizing, planting trees, building fences, and preparing for spring sowing.

Now is the time to sow spring wheat, so naturally it cannot be wasted.

"Unfortunately, if it wasn't for the Holocaust and another fire, we would now get the city of Butley." On the wall, the person speaking was Haboba. Now he is no longer Baron Salante, but Viscount Salante.

"The crime committed by the Evil God must be settled one day." Bishop Kamrongpa said calmly. "Besides, only when the old forest is burned out can the new forest grow."

"In the future, this territory will not be called the Butley, but the Viscount Salante."

Hababa nodded with a smile.

Four months ago, after the goddess Hepharan was eaten by the dragon, he was contented and was frightened by the Bishop of Tekas and Earl Hanger who were about to occupy the city of Butley.

The army quickly retreated to Hengel's collar. However, before leaving, he robbed tens of thousands of people in the city, and set aside a fire.

The fire burned for ten days, but the 600-year-old city of Butley was reduced to ashes.

And, soon after the news came out, on the Altar of Hifiran, tens of thousands of people were sacrificed at the same time. It is said that the godly goddess, which was originally weak and unfeelable, relied on the altar and the blood sacrifice to show signs of recovery.

Even so, no one came to this original Butley collar for a while.

At this time, Hababa calmly sent troops.

Although the main city was destroyed, the villages distributed in the territory still existed. These four months have been busy conquering the villages that still exist in the territory until now.

"However, this is also the last batch." Haboba said with emotion: "The cavalry has swept around. There are probably no other villages except the wanderers."

"There are already nine thousand people. We may have to digest it for a while. Now the number of pastors is completely insufficient. We can't rush." ​​Bishop Kamrongpa said.

"You are not wrong, this city can only accommodate a population of about 20,000. In fact, I have considered dividing it. Recently, there are several fighters who are showing signs of breaking through to knights."

"The segregation is not in a hurry, wait a few more years and send them out to build a village. Besides, according to my divine revelation, we may not have the opportunity to avenge ourselves."

"Oh. What's going on?"

"Hefei Lan evil spirit, swallowed by the dragon dispatched by my Lord, even if it retains a trace, its strength is greatly reduced, and now its territory has become fat, and nearby territories are all delaying.

"As for our territory, the power of the dragon has deterred the Quartet, and no one dared to easily make up his mind."

"We can wait and digest for some time, and we can also send troops in the future. Although it is impossible to swallow the Hengel collar by ourselves, it is perfectly fine to plunder some people and divide some land."

Hababa nodded again and again, smiling.

Once upon a time, I was just a master of the city, but after the destruction of the city, I was blessed by the disaster and became the master of this vast territory!

Although this vast territory is now blank, there are gods and dragons, and no one dares to offend.

The following things are simple, as long as the population is multiplying enough, you can send vassals one by one to build a village to cover the whole area.

At this moment, the bell struck

With the bells, everyone except the newly relocated farmers, except for some necessary positions, put down their jobs and swarmed into their temples.

There are still five shrines, crowded with nine thousand people, it is too crowded, many people just kneel on the square outside the shrine.

The people in the city bowed their heads and prayed, although they did not go on.

Bishop Kamrongpa also prayed. After a while, he opened his eyes and saw five temples. The white light filled out, and the number was much stronger than before.

But Bishop Kamrongpa also clearly felt that the originally harmonized faith now confuses many impurities.

This situation is normal, and new believers who have migrated cannot immediately have a pure faith.

However, this is the responsibility of the pastor.

"The situation is not very good now, it's too messy." Hababa finished his prayers, frowning and looking at the following: "Every time prayer is chaotic, the new five temples have been built, when can I ask my Lord What about the Lord? "

After a pause, he said again: "Now the newly relocated people, as you mean, I will send them to work and exchange food for work. We can build it again. If ten thousand people want 50 small temples! "

"Sir Viscount, you can continue to build the temple, but to open the temple, there must be pious and certain believers, and now the faith is not qualified." Bishop Kamrongpa smiled bitterly: "Recently, ten pastors have become first-level pastors. ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Barely meets the needs of the current temple, but the church can take care of only about 3,000 people. "

"Sir Viscount, so I said, you can't worry now. It takes time to build all the temples, expand the clergy, pure faith, and you need to reclaim the farmland, build the workshop, train the army, etc." Bishop Kamrongpa said .

Hababa nodded helplessly and said, "Actually, I still want to build the mage tower, but I was just an ordinary mage, and I didn't have the opportunity to be exposed to such mysteries."

"If you fumble on your own, it may take hundreds of years."

"The territory is strong, and we may be able to obtain it through trade or plunder." Bishop Kamrongpa can't help with this, he said.

"I can only think so."

"Oh, Master Viscount, are you supposed to get married, although you have a daughter who can be a lord, you may need multiple children to prosper for a long time," Bishop Kamrongpa said.

Speaking of this issue, Hababa smiled bitterly. He didn't speak for a long time. (!)