"Morrigan, the great goddess of war."

"The Great Master of Nature and Death, the True Goddess of the Transcendent."

"We are here to pray to you and give you our hearts!"

The country of Nicaea, not far from the country's capital, is a fairly densely populated county town.

General Ami stripped naked and covered in sheep's blood, danced to the company of thirty-six young women, and prayed to Morrigan, the goddess of war carved from black crystal.

In order to allow the goddess of war to manifest Morrigan.

General Ami didn't put in a lot of effort.

Not only did he personally dance the Celtic Dance for more than an hour every day.

He also personally dug up the freshly steaming sheep's heart and ox heart and other objects and presented them to the black crystal statue of the goddess of war, Morigan.

Today, another busy afternoon of sacrificial ceremonies.

General Ami looked at the black crystal statue of Morrigan, the goddess of war, who was still unresponsive.

I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and a little doubtful in my heart.

He was a little worried that he would not be deceived by the mysterious transcendent that appeared in the land of cherry blossoms?

But he soon denied himself.

As transcendental, what good is it for them to deceive themselves into dancing gods?

Moreover...... In today's Nicaea country, there is no other way to break through the suppression and blockade of those hateful powers against its own forces except to continue to obey orders and pray, right?

Thinking of this, General Ami looked into the eyes of the black crystal statue of the goddess of war, Morrigan, and his eyes became firm again.

Behind General Ami, several indigenous wizards who had been called in to be bishops approached.

These indigenous shamans also wore no clothes, but only painted colorful oil paintings on their bodies.

Just like the old Celtic believers.

To please the gods.

"General, the Grand Commander can't resist the pressure anymore."

An indigenous shaman's whisper whispered to General Ami, "There are many powerful people in the region who are dissatisfied with our control of the statue of Morrigan, the goddess of war. ”

"They also wanted to be able to pray to Morrigan, the goddess of war, and felt that maybe they were the ones who were loved by Morrigan, the goddess of war."

"These moths really like to dream!"

General Ami purred, somewhat envious of the actions of the neighboring Philip region in the past two years.

The warlord-turned-commander relied on the army to suppress a large number of oppositionists, killing the heads of the local armed forces!

Of course, this may seem like a beautiful result, but it's not that simple.

The Grand Commander was able to do this, and dared to do so, by giving the cake to the warlords, at the expense of the future of the entire Philute region.

Not surprisingly, the warlords of his family, led by the warlords, would divide the whole of Filut in a few years, making it a geographical term rather than a concept of power.

This is a beautiful result that General Ami is quite eager for.

Unfortunately, they don't have that.

The Grand Commander of Nicaea didn't have the guts.

Coupled with the transcendent birth, chaos is coming.

It's impossible to start from scratch.

"Bad luck!"

General Ami sighed inwardly at this phrase learned from the ancient kingdoms of the East, and was about to leave the prayer ritual to the indigenous shamans to continue.

Suddenly!

In this underground secret room of at least three hundred square meters, there is a wind!

"The wind is blowing?"

"How can it be windy here!"

General Ami's body shook, and when he felt the cold blowing in the wind, he immediately got goosebumps all over his body!

Then, the Ami general, who felt something, looked eagerly at the black crystal statue of Morrigan, the goddess of war, on the altar.

Seeing that this black crystal statue really began to emit a faint white light.

General Ami fell to his knees without saying a word.

"Her Highness the Great Goddess of War, Morrigan!"

"Pray to you your humble believers!"

When General Ami knelt down, the surrounding women and indigenous wizards also knelt on the ground, excited.

They have been carrying out these mysterious and ritualistic prayer rituals for the past few days, and it would be a lie to say that there is no loss in their hearts.

Now the goddess of war, Morrigan, has finally been discovered.

They couldn't help but feel a lot more relaxed, and felt that the hard work during this time was really worth it!

They are not doing useless work!

They are valuable!

The black crystal statue of the goddess of war, Morigan, is used as a worship object for devotees.

It has become a node of divine power.

Such a node has the purpose of teleportation, and it is of course impossible to teleport physical objects.

But it is easy to instill some knowledge or commands, or divine creations.

Under Xiao Yu's mind operation.

A batch of cards that were divine creations disappeared from Xiao Yu's hands.

Instead, it appeared in the sky above the black crystal statue of the goddess of war, Morigan.

It emits an alluring aura that catches everyone's eye.

“……”

General Ami and the others looked at the three divine power cards floating above the black crystal statue of the goddess of war, Morigan.

The breathing involuntarily increased.

Swallowed his saliva.

General Ami stood up, and as the highest person present, he trembled and reached out and grabbed the three cards.

Curiosity led him to look at the front of one of the Divine Power cards.

And then.

"Ahh

A miserable howl of pain came from General Ami's mouth.

Then he closed his eyes, trembled and curled up on the ground.

The moment I saw the abstract image on the card.

The virtual image of a bronze throne was imprinted in his mind, and his soul felt as if he felt unbearable terror and wailed.

It's not pain, it's just the power of fear itself.

That's it, it's because Xiao Yu didn't add materials.

Otherwise, with Lilliputia's study of the occult and soul.

It's not impossible to turn a mortal into a madman or something!

"That's why the myths mentioned in the legend are invisible."

The indigenous sorcerer looked at General Ami's tragic situation and said with trepidation:

"Our souls are too fragile to look directly at the fetish."

"Put them in the box."

The native wizard took a delicate wooden box from a maid and cautiously walked over to the card that remained airborne.

The Native Wizard, who had tried to see only the back of the cards, picked up the cards, stacked them and put them in the wooden box.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and closed the lid, and stepped back.

It's just that!

I just took a few steps back.

The native wizard's eyes immediately widened.

In disbelief, he looked at the stacked and floating cards in front of him, and then looked at the wooden box in his hand.

He shuddered and opened the wooden box.

Sure enough, the wooden box was empty.

After thinking about it for a while.

The indigenous shaman immediately realized what the problem was.

"These fetishes...... Anything untouchable? ”

The strangeness of the Divine Power Cards.

To the surprise of the indigenous wizards.

It had a positive effect.

It made them treat these magic cards more and more solemnly.

The compulsion of the Divine Power Card has also changed from a simple Extraordinary Conference Invitation Voucher to a tall one. (https:)

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