Name: Kabbalah Tree of Life

Rank: 3rd Order (Belief in Soul Life)

Race: True Hallowed Relic

Stage: Mature (Seed-Mature-Complete-Ultimate)

Ability:

passive

1. Medanzo's Canopy Bright Paradise:

Legend has it that at the top of the Tree of Life is the place of heaven, where every believer in Yahweh will find a home for their souls. All believers who believe in the Lord will be inspired by the light of heaven at the first moment of death, and their souls cannot be destroyed and resurrected as undead creatures.

2. Rachel's Wisdom Perspective of Branches;

The branch, which symbolizes the power of wisdom, will be given the ability to digitize the panel of faithful believers who believe in the true god God Yahweh and whose faith level is above the level of piety, and through the system panel, they will be able to see their personal information.

3. Yafknot's Branch Belief Network:

When the Lord's sanctuary (church), the sign (the cross), or the 100 believers of the Lord are gathered together, the servants of the Lord can connect their consciousness to the kingdom of the Lord with the power of faith.

active

1. The Kingdom of God Advent Divine Descent Technique:

The Kabbalah Tree of Life bears the place of Heaven, and after the maturity period, it will be able to forcibly bring the kingdom of the Lord from Heaven to the place where the summoner is located, and you will be able to do anything in the kingdom of the Lord.

Background: Originally, it was created by the main god Great Light Sphere, Edward, Eternal Speaker, and Alice, the god of the magic net, and after stripping the power of the time rules of the third-order holy relic "Eye of Agamotto", they worked together to create and give the Messiah the Enlightenment Vessel.

Redemption Tier: c

Faith Points: Depending on the growth stage, 1000 faith points in the seed stage

Owner: Messiah (Gray: Yahweh)

Nine years after the Stormwind Kingdom's Prince Varian's incarnation, on the western frontier of the Stormwind Kingdom.

"Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!"

Gusts of wild wind, rolling up the mud and sand, tossed back and forth over the yellow earth of the western wilderness.

"Wall, you little bastard, how long will it be before we get to the Westspring Fortress?"

A dwarf with a bushy beard on his chin, a war hammer the size of a human head in his hand, sat in a wide open carriage and shouted to the front of the caravan.

"Damn it, Saladin, you dwarf who only knows how to eat, how dare you insult the great goblin Wall!"

"Brush!" With a bang, a black shadow with a pitch-black dagger on his shoulder suddenly opened the closed curtain of the open-top carriage and rushed into the carriage.

At this time, if you look out through the gap in the curtain, you can see that in the yellow sand sky, a small caravan of nearly ten carriages is about fifty meters long, and hundreds of people are slowly passing through the land.

Goblin Wall scolded back, picked up a jug of water on the wall of the carriage, and poured a few sips of it.

"In my opinion, there's still 12 miles to get there."

"But thanks to the damn wind."

It can be seen that the relationship between the goblins and the dwarves is good, and although they are scolding, there is no hatred in their mouths.

"Those disgusting gnolls shouldn't come out to rob at this time."

While they were talking, the wind and sand outside were even stronger, and the hood of the carriage made of thick burlap was full of sand and gravel "pop!" Voice.

Sitting in the deepest part of the carriage, a young man with brown hair and a black mercenary uniform looked at his two friends with a smile and shook his head helplessly.

"Yahweh, God Almighty, may your Spirit guide me."

The young man closed his eyes slightly, and his right hand made a prayer cross over and over on his chest.

"May your faithful be bathed"

The white-gold divine brilliance gushed outward from his fingertips, accompanied by his slight prayers, marking a series of enduring sacred traces in the air.

The endless primordial light particles in the void poured into the white-gold cross traces that he had drawn in the air from all directions, transforming into the divine Yahweh holy light, and the white-gold judgment holy power unique to the Judgment Holy Warrior spread half into the void and half into his body.

"Hey! Wal, you call me a dwarf. ”

"Look at me"

Hearing someone scolding him for being a dwarf, as if he had touched some taboo, Saladin the dwarf raised the sledgehammer in his hand and was about to attack.

"Wait."

But when he saw his goblin friend who was holding a kettle and grinning and was about to scold him, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and compared the height of the two sides with the hammer in his hand.

"Hahahaha! Come to Uncle Saladin, let's compare who is the shorty! ”

Eyebrows curled like bananas, and the dwarf laughed at the goblins.

"You"

Goblin Wall had already prepared countless trash words on his lips, and he was ready to wait for the dwarf on the other side to make a move, but he didn't expect the dwarf to say this to him.

Looking there, not to mention, the copper-bearded dwarf who was as short and stout as an iron tower, and was covered with muscular bumps, was really half a head taller than him, and instantly made the goblin Wall's stomach jam in his mouth, and it was very uncomfortable to go up or down.

"Bump!"

Just when the goblin was extremely embarrassed, a slight crunch sounded violently on the innermost side of the carriage.

The dwarf and the goblin looked back almost at the same time, just in time to see the void on the human young man's chest, the traces of the exploding cross and the angry white-gold holy flame in his eyes.

"Enemy attack!"

The dwarves, who had cooperated with the young man on many escort missions, knew what this meant.

According to his friend, the young man named Andrei, who claimed to be the true god God Yahweh Holy Samurai in front of him, explained that the explosion of the sacred mark during prayer represented the presence of a creature that could threaten his life within a hundred meters, which was a unique early warning method in the Holy Light of Judgment given to them by his lord.

Although our dwarf Saladin did not believe it, there really was such a thing as Andre boasting (prayer) of the all-knowing and all-powerful God "God Yahweh".

But this kind of early warning has indeed allowed them to avoid more than ten catastrophes and have never missed it.

Therefore, Saladin shouted and hurriedly pulled the chains on the wall of the carriage.

"Bump!"

Accompanied by conspicuous sparks, a piercing early warning gunpowder explosion sounded in the wind and sand, and the entire convoy was clearly audible.

Goblin Wall also came back to his senses in an instant, pulled out the dagger at his waist, turned into an invisible shadow, opened the curtain of the carriage, and disappeared into the shadows.

It is not a loss that dares to do business in the western frontier region of the Stormwind Kingdom, in the almost deserted western wilderness of this era, to do business in the gathering place of those adventurers.

Within almost a few minutes of warning, the wide wagons were in a circle, and the men of the caravan, armed with blades and crossbows, were prostrate on the inside of the wagon, led by the big hammer dwarves and the young paladins.

"Boom!"

Almost as they prepared the convoy, two extremely unstable fireballs about the size of two heads, accompanied by a dry and incomprehensible cry of gnolls, slammed towards the convoy.

"It's the Gnoll Transcendent, the lava fireball of the natural shaman!"

The dwarf Saladin's face was a little ugly, he thought that with such a big wind and sand, this mercenary mission would lie in vain to get mercenary gold coins, but he never expected to win a big prize.

"Andrei, it's up to you!"

"No problem."

There is nothing more angry for a devout Yahweh believer than interrupting his prayers.

Ten years ago, the chubby son of the baron, has been transformed into a strong man far beyond his father under the influence of time and faith, Andre instantly pulled out his two-handed sword behind his back, and the white-gold judgment light wrapped around the blade.

"I, on behalf of God, Yahweh, judge you, sinful creatures!"

"Judgment Destroys Evil!"

The half-meter-long full moon-shaped holy light, with the latecomer in front of it, contained the slash of Andre's wrathful will, instantly slashing out the spiritual power of the gnoll shaman in the fireball.

That dangerous fireball, the spell structure collapsed in an instant, exploding in the air into a firework several meters in a circle, and a wave of heat that could be clearly felt.

Seeing that the prey had already been discovered, about 40 gnolls about 7 and a half feet tall and weighing nearly 150 attacks, armed with wooden spears and rough stone axes, guarded by a shaman in filthy robes and extremely old, appeared in front of everyone in the convoy