I Possessed the Sun God

"Evened."

When Jiang Hao sitting on the **** seat saw the actions of the goddess of the forest, Elona, ​​he was taken aback. The authority of'agriculture' and the authority of'forest' are opposed. The expansion of agricultural authority will erode the authority of the forest. On the contrary, the authority of the forest will expand. It will also erode agricultural authority.

He originally thought that the goddess of the forest would act on the priests of the former craftsman god, the current craftsman and the followers of Iyeta Cavendil, the **** of steam, to force those believers to change after discovering his actions. Believe, as long as the faith is shaken once, these believers will not be so religious after they believe in the craftsman and the **** of steam, Iyetta Cavendil.

　　 I didn't expect that the goddess of the forest, Elona, ​​would choose to give in.

"But that’s good, the backlash of the wheel of fortune is always the sword of Damocles hanging above my head, and it will fall at any time. There is no need to avenge the goddess of the forest, otherwise the doom of the backlash will be effective at the critical moment. I'm in trouble."

The power of destiny is too elusive and requires constant vigilance... Jiang Hao sighed in his heart, no wonder the gods are so hostile to fate, and in awe of the goddess of luck Tamora and the goddess of doom Bensaba, they suppressed it intentionally or unintentionally. The church of the two goddesses...

With the two powers of good fortune and bad luck, bad luck is forgotten. Good luck should be the most extensive power of alien faith, but in the main plane, there are very few followers of these two goddesses, which is not consistent with this point. Common sense.

"And Ms. Dark Night, this ancient great divine power that has existed since the birth of the main plane. The vampires and werewolves he created were driven to rare places by humans. His two incarnations are the Moon Demon God and the Inertia. The faith of the mother has not been able to spread in the human world."

　　 "Although there are reasons why he doesn't pay attention to this, it is probably due to the tacit suppression of the gods."

　　 "If I can grasp the authority of destiny, I must hide this information... Although the great divine power is the existence at the top of the gods, it is not a completely invincible existence."

　　 He pondered for a while, then turned his gaze from the priest of the goddess of the forest to the priest of Iyetta Cavendil, the **** of craftsman and steam.

　　 He saw the priest named Yareka standing in the square, shouting at the countless believers who had gathered.

　　 "Just now my master craftsman and the **** of steam sent the oracle, and he changed the name of the god: Iyeta Cavendil!"

　　 This very shocking news shocked the minds of these believers who were almost forced to change their beliefs just now. After they reacted, they looked at Yaleka, the pastor they were so familiar with before.

　　 If I put this sentence in another person, if it hadn't been for the former God of Craftsman to change the title, they would have rushed to the person who said the word angrily and killed him.

　　 Someone blurted out their doubts, "Is this true? Master Yaleka, you really got the oracle? Does the great **** really change the name of the **** like he changed his name last time?"

　　 "Well! It's true, I did receive the oracle." Yaleka said categorically. In order to strengthen his persuasive power, he also released a magical technique to bless those who questioned.

　　 Feeling the familiar, warm breath filling his body, the man quickly accepted the news and said excitedly: "It's the power of God, Lord Yareka didn't lie to us."

　　 The moment his voice fell, excited voices rang one after another, bringing a rhythm.

　　 "God did not abandon us, God did not fall, He just changed his name."

　　 "Praise your great craftsman and steam **** Iyeta Cavendil."

　　 "...Areka is really a wise man, and he can actually think of a false oracle method to claim that the **** of craftsman has come down to revise his oracle, and he also brings his own navy."

　　 "It's really an individual talent. It's just that the navy business ability he found is not very good. He can only fool the civilians with little knowledge. The civilians, nobles and professionals with a little knowledge will feel too artificial.

　　 "Let me help you."

　　 Jiang Hao sat on his **** seat and saw this scene, grabbed the connection between Yaleka and himself, and cast his magical power.

　　 In the crowd, Charfel lowered his head, listening to the increasingly enthusiastic voice in his ear, a smile of contempt on the corner of his lips.

　　 stupid.

　　 The gods changed their titles because the authority of the gods has changed. Why is the name of the gods changed? Because the deity who bears this title has changed.

　　 But these believers still feel that God just changed their name. If the God of Craftsman finds that his believers are so stupid, he has to crawl back from the star realm and scold his believers as idiots and continue to lie in the star realm.

I don’t know which **** it was. After killing the God of Craftsman, he wore his honorific title... Sharfi thought to himself that the visions that appeared in the sky some time ago and the priest of the God of Craftsman collectively lost the ability to release magic. It all shows that the **** of craftsman has fallen, but he has no idea to expose this deception.

　　Because he discovered that this priest named Yaleka can still release divine magic.

　　 Being able to release divine art means that other gods have intervened. Behind this matter is the will of the gods.

　　 Suddenly, the voice in his ear disappeared in vain.

　　 Sharfi raised his head curiously, and then his gaze solidified.

　　 He saw the sky above the square condensed into a vague golden figure. Gradually, the golden figure condensed, and a familiar face mapped into his pupils.

　　The huge voice resounded throughout the holy kingdom of Viksima,

　　 "My name was changed to Iyetta Cavendil, the God of Craftsman and Steam!"

　　 "We must follow your will, the great craftsman and the **** of steam, Iyetta Cavendil."

　　 Neat and neat voices came out in the square, and countless believers excitedly looked at the figures in the sky. The faith flowed along the transparent lines to the unknowable place that even Jiang Hao's eyes could hardly see.

　　Gonde Frank, the **** of craftsmen, how could it be possible that he has fallen?

　　 An incredible emotion emerged in Charphy's heart.

　　……

　　 Dangdang, Dangdang——

　　 A train puffing thick black smoke is running on the rails.

　　Antonio, with a big-tailed red rat lying on his shoulders, sits on a hard iron plate. Next to him are the wild **** Muvik, Viminaga the snake god, and Brent the valley god.

　　 From his profile, several people with pockets slung on them are playing with the card of the Travel Mage.

"Antonio, it's been more than ten days. Haven't you chosen a place to teach?" Viminaga, the viper **** who has learned polymorphism from Antonio, turned himself into a body with well-developed muscles exposed, and his hair was shaved. A magnificent young man who is polished up.

　　God asked them to find a place to preach, but Antonio took the train for ten days and passed through several kingdoms. After staying for a few hours each time, he said it was inappropriate, and then continued to call it a train to go to the next location.

　　 If it weren’t for believing that under the gaze of the gods, Antonio could not betray, he would have to wonder if Antonio didn’t want to preach

　　 "This thing called a train really makes me uncomfortable."

　　 It doesn't like such a small space, even if it uses the carriage of the post-transformation train to hold him.

　　 "Wait more." Antonio looked at the rapidly retreating scenery outside the window and thought.

　　 The **** of agriculture asked him to find a place to teach, but after hundreds of thousands of years of hard work, wherever there are people in the main plane, they are shrouded in the glory of the gods.

　　 Fighting with those gods for believers? Of course it can, but the problem is that it takes too much time and energy. Think about it, if you are a believer, would you let the gods you believe in for generations not to believe, but to believe in a new god?

　　Although it is possible to obtain believers by giving in divine grace, this consumes too much divine power, and the gain is not worth the loss.

　　 So he wanted to choose a country that believed in a weak **** to preach, and then through time to erase the faith of this god, and implant the faith of the **** of agriculture.

"In fact, the Sassanian Kingdom is quite suitable. The **** of sacrifice they believe in is weak in power, has no reputation, and is not a member of any theological system. Unfortunately, there are too many people who believe in the Lord of Dawn, and they are about to become a believer in Dawn. The kingdom of the Lord is now." Antonio looked out the window and thought.

　　 The churches of the principal plane generally choose a certain kingdom for deep cultivation, turn it into its own religious country, and then use this religious country as the core to infiltrate other kingdoms for preaching.

　　 The Sassanian Kingdom is the religious state of the God of Sacrifice, but it is so infiltrated by the Church of Dawn, it will become the religious state of the Lord of Dawn in a few decades.

　　 In a beeping sound, the Mercedes-Benz train stopped, and the horn in the train rang to remind the passengers that they had arrived at a certain place.

　　 Antonio got out of the car and politely found a middle-aged man who was unloading, and asked softly, "Hello, can you take me to the most crowded temple in the city to pray?"

　　 Hello, no.

　　 The middle-aged man opens his mouth and refuses. He hasn't finished unloading the goods. The **** overseer who hasn't finished unloading the goods will definitely say, ‘Oh, the great **** of cruel staff is here, look at what Forns did today? He didn't unload the cargo, but accompanied a stranger to the temple in town. I must deduct his salary today'.

　　 But when Forns refused, he was about to speak, when he saw the strange man tossing a shiny silver coin in his left hand.

　　 "Take me to the most populated temple in the city, and then it will be yours."

　　 Ha...Is Foens the kind of person who is greedy for money?

　　 "Hello sir, the temples with the most people in the city are the Temple of Cooler and the Temple of Vengeance. Which one are you going to go to?" Forens showed a pleasing smile on his face.

　　 A silver coin is his salary for more than ten days, and he can earn it just by taking someone there. It's a big deal, when the **** supervisor came to ask him, he said that he was not feeling well today.

　　 "Which temple has the most people?" Antonio asked.

　　 "It's all the same, but there are more people in the Temple of Cooler."

　　 "Then go to the Temple of Cool Staff." Antonio smiled.

　　 "Wait for me, I'll take you right away."

Fornes hurriedly carried the cargo and ran forward. The cargo that had made him feel heavy in the past suddenly became lighter. After unloading the cargo, he turned around and shouted at the acquaintance behind him, "Hey, Rucci, If the supervisor comes over and asks me why when I am away, you tell him that I am not feeling well and go home first."

　　 "Remember to buy me a drink when you come back." The person called Rucci said with envy. He listened to the conversation between the man and Forens just now.

　　 "Hey, I'll talk about it when you come back."

　　 "If you don't invite me to drink, I'll tell your wife that you climbed into Hypatia's bed last time."

　　 "I will invite you to drink when I come back."

　　Antonio followed Foens into the inner city. He remembered the surrounding situation in his heart and suddenly asked, "By the way, can you tell me, are there any temples in the city besides the Temple of Cooler and the Temple of Vengeance?"

　　 "There are also the Temple of Dawn, the Temple of Darkness, the Temple of Justice, the Temple of Order, and the Temple of Death." Forens replied.

　　The Temple of Justice? Antonio was stunned. Hasn't the **** of justice fallen? Why is there a temple here? Didn’t the **** of justice fall? He put this question in his heart and asked curiously,

　　 "Are there many people who go to the five temples of Dawn Temple, Dark Night Temple, Justice Temple, Order Temple, and Death Temple to pray?”

　　 "Not many things." Forens replied casually, "Sir, we are here."

　　 Following Foens’s gaze, Antonio saw a gorgeous temple, with ordinary-looking carriages parked on either side of the temple.

　　 He raised his right hand, threw the silver coin in his hand, and threw it to Forens~www.NovelMTL.com~ and said with a smile,

　　 "Thank you for leading the way, the last question, can you tell me how to pray to the **** of cool officials?"

　　 Looking at the face of the silver coin, Forens did not hesitate to pray in front of Antonio.

　　"The tenth king of the nine hells;

　　"The Forgotten King of the Devil's Pit;

　　 "A patron of cruel officials!"

　　 "Thank you very much for your help." Antonio thanked him and walked towards the temple.

　　 A quarter of an hour later, Antonio came out of the temple. He searched the streets of the city, and finally found a little match boy with a broken leg and walked over.

　　 "Want to heal your legs?" Antonio asked with a smile, a reassuring breath exuding all over his body.

　　 "Think." The little boy's eyes flashed with desire and hope for an instant.

　　 "Take it to the priest of the Temple of Justice."

　　 The red light belonging to the ruby ​​flicked through the boy's eyes and fell into his hand. Antonio said gently, "He will heal you."

　　 Holding the bright red gem in his hand, the little boy was startled, an emotion called ecstasy climbed into the little boy's heart.

After 　　 was stunned, he rushed out, obviously dragging his broken leg, obviously inconvenient to move, but at this moment, the little boy walks faster than an adult with both legs intact.

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