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Inside a dimly lit room.

A young man suddenly woke up screaming, he was drenched in cold sweat all over his body, the bed was torn, his palm was punctured by his fingertips due to excessive force, and drops of blood fell down his fingers.

"Demons! ……”

He hugged his head in pain, slammed his forehead hard, and muttered, "Why do you dream of such a demon?" ”

Insect cries were heard all around.

The young man pushed open the door and walked out, it was a small manor, it seemed that his family was very good, he stood in the moonlight in a thin shirt, the weather was already a little cold, but he didn't seem to care at all. The young man stood outside and took a deep breath to calm his mood, and then calmed down a little.

"Huh?"

He looked down at his palm, and he didn't know when the wound on his palm had healed, and the blood stain on his fingernails had now become very shallow. He seemed to be a little incredulous, raised his palm and put it in the moonlight to observe, only to make sure that the wound was really almost healed, and if you looked closely, you could even see the traces disappearing slowly little by little.

"How is this possible?" He looked at himself with surprise on his face. Suddenly, I found that I could see in the dark, although I could see some of it before, but it was definitely not as clear as it is now.

He looked left and right in disbelief. Muttered, "What's wrong with me?" What's going on? ”

………………

Inside a remote monastery.

There was a woman's suppressed screams in the room, the door was suddenly slammed open, and then a nun of no small age rushed in, she raised her hand to chant the incantation, a faint light appeared on her fingertips, she looked at the girl in front of her with some concern, the other party was wearing very ordinary linen clothes. The appearance is very delicate, and at the moment he is covering his head in pain, and his expression is a little distorted.

"Liana. What happened to you? ”

The old man stretched out his hand and hugged the girl in front of him. Shaking her constantly tried to wake her up, but the girl still seemed to be in a nightmare, and her face became more and more pale.

- "Defend against evil! ”

The old nun cast a spell quickly, and a touch of holiness emerged. shrouded in each other's bodies. The young girl's expression calmed a little, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

She shouted in fear, threw herself into the arms of the old nun, and muttered, "Mama Isaro." I...... I just ...... Demons again! ……”

The old nun clenched her palms and said in a deep voice, "Hurry up and pray to Lady Silvermoon." ”

"The goddess will bless her followers!"

The girl trembled and stood up, knelt on the bed and began to pray, and as a little holy light emerged from her prayers, the divine power condensed by the monastery began to gather on her. The girl's frightened expression became calmer and calmer. This is a monastery that believes in Lady Silvermoon, since Lady Silvermoon took over some of the priesthood of protecting women. There have been many such convents made up entirely of nuns who have thrown themselves into the arms of Lady Silvermoon.

Lady Silvermoon's church has changed a lot over the years, with an increasing number of female pastors among believers, and the church has come to see milk as a symbol of motherhood and a source of feminine strength, and milk has begun to play a very important role in many ceremonies. This means that Lady Silvermoon may be involved in more priesthood realms, because there are many priesthood realms extended by women, milk, and nursing, and if Silvermoon Lady merges these priesthoods, it is very likely that she will regain her powerful divine powers.

The divine radiance faded.

The girl finally stood up calmly, she glanced at the old nun in front of her, and whispered, "The demons in my heart have never been able to get rid of, and they are more and more terrifying to me. Mama Isaro! Is it because my faith in Lady Silvermoon is not strong enough? ”

The old nun reached out and hugged her, patted her gently on the back, and said slowly, "My dear Liana, you are definitely the most devout believer in the goddess. Believe me, the Goddess will never allow the demon to hurt you, she is watching you all the time. ”

"She loves you like her own daughter!"

………………

Similar scenes are happening in the dark basements, small villages in the wilderness, and dead castles, and many people wake up from nightmares that nightmare, and when they open their eyes, the whole world has changed a different place.

In a certain gloomy canyon, a strange man stood in the moonlight, he looked into the distance, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and murmured, "My dear brothers and sisters! You've finally woken up! ”

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time."

His figure flew out, jumping directly from the cliff wall dozens of meters high, and then the whole person gradually blurred, and quickly left in the distance.

………………

In places further north than the Far Northlands.

It is surrounded by glacial mountains and the sea can be seen in the distance, but this season has completely frozen. In this land of ice and snow, which is rarely populated, a tall tower towering into the sky stands in the center, and its height is simply beyond the estimation of mortals. Even here, Sauron would doubt that the technological civilization of the interstellar age could build such a strange but rock-solid tower, erected in the bitter cold wind for thousands of years, still intact and undamaged.

"Teacher."

A handsome young man came to the top of the tower, where was an ancient astrological platform, he stood respectfully behind it, and said softly: "The believers of the fear demon god have begun to spread chaos and fear, they have awakened the Son of God in advance, should we do something at this time?" ”

An old man with a white beard turned his senses, he was wearing a gray wizard's robe, his snow-white beard almost dragged to the ground, he glanced at the apprentice behind him lightly, and said slowly: "Miadotus, you must always remember that we are observers, and our task is to observe the changes in this world, not to meddle in the changes in this world. ”

The handsome young man seemed to hesitate a little, and struggled for a moment before retorting: "But if we don't interfere, Teacher, and the Dread Demon God is resurrected with the help of the body of the heir, then the world will once again be shrouded in the shadow of fear." This is a demon god with powerful divine powers, and if he misses this opportunity, I am afraid that it will be difficult to have another chance to let him fall in the future. ”

The old man sighed softly and said slowly, "Miadotus, you have to remember that we are neutral, neither righteous nor evil. Only then will the gods allow us to always exist. ”

"Besides, the resurrection of the gods is not so easy."

The young man seemed to be a little unconvinced, and said in a low voice: "Then why did the God of Tyranny succeed in resurrection?" ”

The old man seemed to be a little helpless, he glanced at the disciple in front of him, and said slowly: "There are many conditions that the gods need to meet if they want to be resurrected, and mortal bodies cannot withstand their strength, even if these people are their heirs. Therefore, they will strip out the divine power before the resurrection and gradually disperse it into the bodies of those heirs, and the more powerful the divine power, the more children are needed to share it. After his death, this divine power will gradually converge, and many of their descendants will fight for killing in pursuit of power. ”

"In the end, there are fewer and fewer heirs with divine powers, and the heirs who remain are getting stronger and stronger."

"Powerful heirs and gathered divine power are only part of the resurrection of the gods, but more importantly, the power of faith. All divine power is generated by the conversion of faith by the priesthood, and the most crucial part of this is the control of the power of faith. If the believer is still praying to the original god, then his will can rely on faith to reunite into the body where the divine power is located, and he has been lurking in the body of the heir for a long time, using the power of faith to repair his soul, and finally completely regain the power inherited by the son of God. ”

"So the resurrection of the god of slaughter failed, because his chief priests betrayed him, and his followers had long ceased to pray to him."

"But the god of tyranny was resurrected, because his followers still maintained their faith in him."

The handsome young man seemed to understand a little, and raised his head and said, "Teacher, then it is impossible for the Dread Demon God to be successfully resurrected this time?" ”

The old man was so angry that he tapped his head with a wooden staff and said in a deep voice, "Always remember that we are neutral observers. ”

"No one can predict the future."

"But the Church of the Gods will definitely not allow the believers who fear the Demon God to spread chaos everywhere, it is estimated that it will not be long before they will be severely attacked, and if the number of believers who fear the Demon God is greatly reduced, then he will lose the source of the power of faith. There are not enough believers praying in His name, and even if the Son of God succeeds in fulfilling the conditions for His resurrection in the future, He will never be resurrected. ”

The handsome boy still didn't understand.

However, he could roughly hear that the possibility of the resurrection of the Dread Demon God was not high, so his expression was very happy, and he said happily, "Teacher." I'm going to make you tea, with your favorite southern tea leaves. ”

The old man sighed helplessly.

He had been staring in the direction of the far north, as if he had passed through space, and saw a brilliant curtain of light, which was shining from the sky, and it looked so beautiful.

……………… (To be continued......)