In the yellow rice field, the ground is cracked, and the farmer with yellow sand looks at the shriveled ears of wheat in his field, his face showing helplessness and despair.

After trying a series of salvage measures, but to no avail, they finally pinned their hopes on the ethereal and invisible gods.

So after asking the village chief to invite a famous mage and temple blessings from the nearby temple, a grand rain prayer ceremony began.

But unfortunately, no matter how much money the villagers put into their money, how rich the sacrifices they bought, how hard they tried to dance and how promising the villagers were, the sky was always sunny and cloudless, and there was no tendency for clouds to gather.

"Don't you respond to such a devout prayer?" asked softly as the young man in a gorgeous costume stared at the serpent sleeping comfortably under the water.

So, the big snake with spirituality and a little majesty suddenly woke up from his dream, and then looked at the existence of a vast divine light blooming in front of him, and hurriedly lowered his head,

"I don't know that God has come, please atone for your sins!"

"Aren't you raining now?"

"God, you look down on me, how can I have the ability to rain heavily in the weather like this, which can satisfy them. ”

The big snake, which was pure white and had scales as clear and round as jade, replied embarrassedly, and it was the object of the villagers of the nearby village who were worshipping for rain, a god of water.

"If you give it your all, you can still do it. ”

"But if I do this, I will be back to the ignorant serpent I used to be. The serpent flicked his long, thin tail and replied cautiously.

"Don't you want to? Yes, the pay is not proportional to the gain, so this is the normal choice. Muria nodded.

"God, if you have a request, the little god is willing to do everything to meet it. The big snake looked at Muria's attitude, and immediately panicked, although he didn't know Muria's origin, but the divine light on his body undoubtedly showed his identity. Needless to say, it is needless to say what a god who can wander around represents, and it must be the existence that it needs to look up to today.

"Don't force it, just choose whether to respond to the demands of mortals according to your own ability. ”

Muria calmed the serpent fit to be frightened by him, and his figure faded into the eyes of the little god of water.

"Where did this great god come from? so powerful, but why have I never heard of the legend of this god before, this is unreasonable!"

The serpent scratched his head with his tail in confusion, completely unable to figure out why. So it quickly gave up thinking and focused its attention on the mortal sacrifices not far away.

After a moment's hesitation, it chose to forgo the offering and answer the prayer, feeling incapable of the heavy rain that mortals demanded.

And just as the serpent was hesitating to continue sleeping, Muria had already begun to wander through the realm that seemed special to him.

Well, special, anyway, according to Muria's assessment, the realm he is in now is a very good place, and if he can, he will try to subdue it in a peaceful way as much as possible.

Its peculiarity lies in the temples that stand along with the gathering places of cities, towns, and villages formed by the intelligent races in this realm.

In these temples and temples, different gods are enshrined, or simply some goblins and wild monsters, and they are willing to give shelter, and this is the most special place.

Such a seemingly scattered earth god system with divine power and no condensation in one place, Muria had seen it in the realm where his student Jiuli had risen, but the realm where he was now was completely different.

In the realm that has been closed by Jiuli, the earth gods are all fighting on their own, just like a warlord dividing the territory, and each earth god wants to devour and merge the earth gods who are weaker than themselves.

But the realm he is in, although there are also a large number of earth gods, but these earth gods have almost no conquest against each other, and the intention of strengthening themselves seems to be stronger than that suppresses everything.

This is Muria's judgment, the relationship between the earth gods in this realm is too peaceful, and such a peaceful environment is not normal at all, and the only explanation is that there is a supreme power to suppress everything.

Although somewhat unfree, Muria liked the environment, because it was the environment that gave birth to the weak spirit he encountered when he first entered, and gave up his intention to conquer it by absolute force.

Of course, this is not to say that everything in this realm is good, there are still many imperfections in it, there are still things that make Muria unhappy, and there are still filth breeding in dark places where the sun does not shine.

But overall, it's really good, at least Muria is more satisfied, he plans to take control of this realm with force, and sweep away everything that makes him feel discordant and an eyesore.

......

Months passed through Muria's travels, and then one day, when Muria met one of the swordsmen who had come to him, his relaxed and leisurely travel came to an end.

"Why didn't you find me later? It's a difficult time for me, and I don't know if there's a next time. ”

The black-haired and golden-eyed young man stood up from the dining table with a leisurely and natural expression, stretched his waist, and across the street, looked at a swordsman who was holding the sword at his waist and walking slowly towards him.

"If you let you wander around here any longer, my two sisters will go crazy. But not to mention them, even I can't stand it, after all, Your Excellency, you are really a little powerful. ”

Along the way, as if it didn't exist, the swordsman who made his way through the crowd in the city finally stood in front of Muria, and then carefully looked at Muria.

"It's okay, I'm not really strong like this, I can only say so-so, barely okay. "Muria is unusually humble, and he can't float in the face of a true god who holds the priesthood related to battle, and feels that everything is under control.

"Your Excellency is so humble, even at the other end of the gate, with your strength, you should be considered a strong man. ”

"Hey, it looks like my origins have been revealed. Muria sighed with some chagrin.

"It's not difficult to discover where you come from, after all, your strength is there, and only this explanation is the most reasonable. ”

"Oh, I see. ”

"So, sir, have you seen enough, and if you have seen enough, can you please return to your original position?"

"Well, I'm going to say I'm sorry, I can't!"