After a beautiful night, Todd woke up from his bed, looked at Deirdre lying beside him, her cheeks still flushed, smiled and stroked her hair gently, and then walked down the stairs.

After getting dressed and having a simple breakfast, Todd pushed open the door of the small building, and only took a step out, and caught a surprised glimpse of Evie leaning against the door: "How long have you been here?"

Evie glanced inside the door, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Not long." ”

Seeing that Todd still looked confused, Evie straightened up: "Are you ready?"

"Prepare? Prepare?"

Evie gave a thumbs up and pointed in the direction of the basin's central temple, "You've been away for so long, of course it's a worship ceremony!"

Todd sighed and was about to lift his feet to leave, when Evie grabbed him.

Todd frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Evie pointed to the clothes on his body and said helplessly, "You don't plan to use this image to meet your believers, right?"

Todd then realized that the believers were worshipping their tyrant form, not their current form.

Fold the clothes and put them away, Todd urged the tyrant virus in his body and began to transform.

When a tyrant with a height of more than ten meters appeared in the middle of the basin, a wave of frenzy suddenly broke out among the believers.

Devotees of the gods and goddesses from various kingdoms and tribes of the north knelt around the temple and recited the hymns of the gods taught by the shamans.

When the tyrant's huge body passed by them, every believer was overwhelmed with emotion, and people placed their most precious possessions or belongings on either side of the path the tyrant had traveled, hoping to gain the favor and gaze of the sons of the gods.

Within a radius of two kilometers, looking at the inner and outer three-story shrines surrounded by surging crowds, Todd was a little stunned.

With so many believers combined, I am afraid that there are more than 10,000 people, and there are people constantly trying to squeeze in outside, if it were not for Alfonso and his army to maintain order, this temple would probably be trampled into ruins.

Under the watchful eyes of the believers, Todd lowered his head and burrowed into the door of the temple.

The interior of the temple has been perfected a lot compared to the past.

The originally narrow space of the temple has now been increased to six times its original size. Standing at one end of the temple, the voice of the shouting can continue to echo in the vast hall.

The original statue of the tyrant, the throne of the gods, and the ceremonial platform were built from stone and wood to gold and precious stones.

Dozens of huge obsidian totems were erected around the temple, intricately engraved with rune script.

The throne was filled with all kinds of jewels and coins donated by the faithful, and on the walls, barbarian painters used gold dust and mineral paint to vividly depict each of the tyrant's victories.

Sitting on a high platform, Todd looked first at the astronomical star map made of colorful gems on the roof, and then looked down at the gold coins and treasures that had nowhere to go.

The three words "nouveau riche" slowly floated in his mind.

Evie stood beside Todd and poked his scales with the hilt of her sword, signaling that the followers of his gods were waiting to be summoned.

Todd reacted, then nodded, signaling that it was time to begin.

The bravest and most devout believers in Froststone were chosen by the shamans according to their contributions and exploits, and one by one they came to Todd, knelt at his feet, and offered their most precious goods or trophies with both hands.

Todd was initially interested in this form of worship, but after a long time, he became bored.

The form of the conversation is nothing more than this:

"Son of the supreme gods!I am your humble servant, your fanatical believer!I am the xxx from xxx, and I offer you the most precious xxx in order to restore the glory of the gods!I am willing to give you the blessings of the gods......"

After hundreds of repetitive conversations, Todd would say a few words from time to time at first, but later, he didn't bother to open his mouth and waved his hand.

However, in the midst of so many people's worship, he did find a few things that interested him.

One was Minnie, the shaman, who led a group of shamans and offered him a newly made top-notch snuff.

Due to her size, the small can of snuff in Minnie's hand turned into a pinch of powder in Todd's hand.

But after trying it himself, Todd was very satisfied with the taste, smell and quality. In order to reward the shamans for their exploits, in addition to mass production in Froststone City, he also granted these shamans a limited amount of time to grow, improve, and buy and sell their own products.

The other, a tribal elder named Kamamulian, represented the alliance of forty-four tribes in the south and presented Todd with a token of divine power that symbolized submission—a mysterious mask made of black metal.

According to legend, this mask, known as the "Pillar of the Divine Domain", existed between heaven and earth thousands of years ago, and those who wore it could gain the power to talk to the gods.

Todd held the strange mask with his iron claws, and it always felt familiar, and when he asked Kama Murian if he had ever seen anyone wear it?

The clan elder actually told him that as far as he knew, all those who tried to put on the mask had been stripped of their souls and turned into walking dead.

Todd was immediately interested, and while taking the mask away, he naturally agreed to the conversion of the forty-four tribes to the belief in the gods.

The last pilgrim to interest Todd was the former favored vassal of the Alster kingdom, Fergar.

Originally, Todd always thought that Fugar said that he wanted to dedicate his daughter to himself as a side room, which was completely addictive. But I don't know which nerve this old thing is, but I actually said in public on the temple, "My precious treasure is my daughter, and I will sacrifice her to the son of the gods!"

Not only that, this old guy actually shamelessly brought her daughter!

Look at the daughter of Fergal, Emer, forced to wear a tulle that does not cover her body in the temple of the cool breeze. And in the eyes that looked at him, there was only endless fear and despair, and Todd suddenly lost any good feelings for that unscrupulous parent.

Todd gave Evie a look, and the latter immediately found a few sisters and put the father and daughter out of the temple.

After dealing with this little episode, Todd continued to meet with believers.

Fortunately, there were not many people who had the right to enter the temple to worship the children of the gods, and Todd spent most of the day meeting these people, selecting a hundred meritorious people from among them, completing the soul link with them, and taking them around Asgard in the soul space before he was finally able to catch his breath.

After dealing with the affairs of the pilgrimage, Todd summoned the stewards of Froststone City at all levels, and after some understanding, he understood the management methods and hierarchies here.

The original tribal patriarchs have slowly lost their power, and the shamans who spread the belief in the gods have become the rulers of Froststone City, and those warriors have spontaneously elected leaders according to their races, territories, and pasts, and formed legions to obey the "orders of the gods" conveyed by the shamans.

Specifically, in Froststone, where the faith of the gods is impregnable, the pyramid of power becomes like this:

The first estate is naturally the source of belief in the gods, which is Todd's tyrant form.

The second class are the shamans who have the power to speak in the will of the gods, who form shamanic assemblies and arrange and organize the production, construction, development, and military of Froststone City according to the spirit meeting with Todd.

However, even in the soul space, Todd has no way to manage the affairs of Froststone City. At such times, the shamans will deliberate and vote on themselves through assemblies, and finally make decisions.

The third estate is an army made up of groups of warriors. In the beginning, on the battlefield, depending on the race and place of birth, the fighters often fought in groups. At first, it was just a group of people of the same clan or close friends, helping each other in battle. But later, this kind of mutual assistance team gradually expanded into a war group.

For example, Ackerman and Casper gathered most of the gladiators and organized them into a warband called the "Red Branch", the barbarian veteran Fried merged the Froststone people into the "Falcon" warband, and the refugees from the Holy Acropolis spontaneously formed the "Wind Hammer" warband...... In this way, hundreds of legions, large and small, were organized in Froststone City.

Warriors have only two requirements for the commander who leads the warband: first, they must have excellent skills and be able to serve the people, and second, they must be warriors approved by the children of the gods (complete the soul link with Todd).

Before each foreign battle, the shaman holds a military meeting with the commanders, and each legion receives a different type of mission and objective according to its own strengths and strengths. Of course, the rewards after the battle are also judged and distributed by the Shaman Assembly according to the difficulty of the task.

As for the Fourth Estate, the civilians of Froststone City are the only difference between them and the slaves of the Fifth Estate, and the only difference is whether they have freedom or not.

In this way, the Froststone City, which is constructed by the five major classes, constitutes a wonderful balance in terms of power and economy.

This balance, according to common sense, should not have existed. But in Froststone City, it became a reality.

In Todd's view, the development model of Froststone City and Twilight City are completely at opposite extremes.

One is domination based on theocracy, and the other is autonomy based on civil rights.

Which one is the right path, Todd was also a little confused for a while.