In the world of swords and sorcery, the gods are not immortal.

The tide of the world rises and falls, prosperity and mourning, and I don't know how many countries and nations are changing. The same is true of the high gods, who are born and die every few hundred or thousands of years.

In the case of a particular deity, it will fluctuate over the long period of its existence. For example, Bane, the god of tyranny, has been repeatedly killed and resurrected; And the murder god Ciric, who likes intrigue and intrigue, is purely a joke and likes to die himself.

Ciric made a copy of the "Ciri Sutra", originally intending to harm people, but in the end, he made himself an idiot and fell from the divine realm.

It wanders around the world in a muddle, its spirit is good and bad, and its powerful divine power is exhausted, and it has reached a very weak point.

But the god of murder will never change his penchant for playing tricks, and he originally possessed a Bane believer like a mischief in an attempt to cause trouble for his enemies behind his back.

But because Zhou Qingfeng intervened, this disciple of Ban was arrested, and Ciric, who only had a wisp of divine thought, was powerless to change this ending, so it naturally wanted to find the next possessed object.

It's good to die, Uncle Zhou appeared.

Compared with other adventurers who are brave and ruthless and only know brute force, Zhou Qingfeng is much more 'interesting'. The god of murder was ridiculed by him, but it inspired memories and remembered who he was. So it simply took possession.

Zhou Qingfeng is only a first-level thief, and his strength is too weak to resist this kind of possession. Ciric was confident that he would play with the mortal's soul and make him pay for his mocking remarks.

And then......

This body is very wrong, it can get in but can't get out. The thoughts in his head are also strange, he doesn't believe in God at all, and he still regards the gods as some kind of waste existence - the spirit will believe in you for a day or two, as long as it doesn't work......

Planting flowers that can't be prayed for rain often drags the dragon king out of the temple to fight. If it doesn't rain yet, this dragon king is afraid that it will be useless, and he has no ability, so he will burn it.

When he understood Zhou Qingfeng's strange logic in dealing with the gods, Ciric was extremely surprised and understood why he couldn't get out - this kid was really an unbeliever. His mind is completely autonomous, and he is at odds with this world of swords and magic.

What's even more unfortunate is that if this kid dies, the trapped Ciric will also die with him.

This is absolutely unacceptable.

There is only one way for the god of murder to get out - turn this kid into a believer of his own, make his heart leaky, and make him worship himself. This is the only way to oppose the guest and forcibly take possession of this kid's body.

But this kid didn't believe in God at all.

For the first time, the god of murder, who had encountered a new problem, had been silent for hundreds of thousands of years.

Zhou Qingfeng was also silent.

If a fanatic is possessed by a god he believes in, he will rejoice and be willing to dedicate himself and feel the supreme glory.

But Zhou Qingfeng is not a fanatical believer, he is not even a believer. Not that normal person likes to have another consciousness in his body, even if the other party is a god.

After being possessed, Zhou Qingfeng briefly experienced the process of fear, fear, and helplessness. But he soon made it clear that his body was still in his own hands, and that the guy named Cirek was not in control of his own destiny.

"Victor."

A shout pulled back Zhou Qingfeng, who was thinking differently.

Todd waved his hand in front of Zhou Qingfeng's eyes and asked strangely, "What's wrong with you?" ”

The corpses on the rack were lowered, and the assembled adventurers had dispersed.

The death of the Bane believers is nothing more than a matter of stressing out the people of Raven Village. But no one said much, after all, accidents happen every day in the Black Forest, and everyone is used to facing sudden death.

"What's next for us?" Zhou Qingfeng asked rhetorically, "Do you still want to go to the Mortar Village to find someone for revenge?" ”

Todd sighed in annoyance, the cold wind and death outside made him sober up a lot, "The goblin boardwalk is blocked, and the supplies in the village can last a week at most." If the boardwalk is not reopened within a week, many people will starve to death.

I had to do something, both for myself and for others. But now it's getting dark, and no one dares to wander the Black Forest at night. So we're going to stucco tomorrow to the village of stucco, and now we're going to get some gear and get some more sleep. ”

When entering the White Crow Village, Todd was empty-handed, and Zhou Qingfeng was also empty-handed.

In response to the current problem, the forester Lukanth opens up his arsenal and allows Todd to arm himself. Zhou Qingfeng can also take advantage of it and get a weapon at hand.

The so-called equipment depot is nothing more than a locked wooden house, the room has no windows, and it must be entered with a torch to see it. Zhou Qingfeng followed Todd in, and there were dozens of thick heavy weapons on rows of wooden shelves.

Greataxes, swords, heavy flails.

In order to deal with the terrifying monsters of the Black Forest, the humans who survive here are accustomed to using powerful weapons. Todd picked up a big axe and laughed happily.

But these things are not suitable for Zhou Qingfeng at all. Those axes are only ten or twenty kilograms at every turn, and only barbarians can wield them - the axes used by normal humans are only a few kilograms, otherwise they can exhaust a person to death just by carrying them.

In addition to heavy weapons, there is also some armor in the equipment arsenal. Todd picked out a heavy piece of cowhide armor, enough to cover most of his body. But this kind of leather armor is also heavy to death, and Zhou Qingfeng can only turn his head and leave.

The rest of the stuff is lackluster, there is no elaborate equipment for thieves, not even daggers. No one would use a knife to fight a monster in hand-to-hand combat, and that would be no different from looking for death.

"Boy, you can't seem to find any suitable weapons." Ciric's voice came out again.

"Shut up, it's none of your business." Zhou Qingfeng said in his heart, but he was really disappointed. Although having equipment may not make him stronger, it is a psychological comfort.

"If you are willing to pray to me and serve me as Lord, I may be able to help you." Ciric chuckled, "There are a lot of thieves among my followers, and I know all too well what you need. I can even make an artifact for you if I want. ”

Artifacts are hard to come by, and mastering artifacts is something that every adventurer dreams of.

But Zhou Qingfeng scoffed, "A guy who has fallen so far that he can only exist by possessing mortals, tell me about artifacts? ”

The of the 'Ciri Sutra' is like a needle, and the Shirek who pierced it is very sensitive, and a word makes it thunderous, "Boy, you'd better see your current situation." With your current strength, you can't cope with the siege of a few goblins.

If you obey me, I can keep you alive. Otherwise, when an unbeliever like you dies, the soul will go to the underworld and be sealed in the walls of the unbeliever to be tortured for hundreds of years. ”

The soul is tormented, which is an extremely terrible thing for believers.

But Zhou Qingfeng didn't care, everything Ciric said was like a joke. He managed to find a thin stabbing sword covered in ash from the corner of the equipment store, grabbed it in his hand and weighed it a few times.

The stabbing sword was like an enlarged embroidery needle, about sixty or seventy centimeters long, very light, with a simple gauntlet. I don't know how many years this thing has been left in the corner, the sword body is a little rusty, and the scabbard is nowhere to be seen.

It's better than nothing.

Zhou Qingfeng stretched out his hand and struck the slender sword body, its toughness was good, and it could still be used.

Finding that Zhou Qingfeng actually chose such a stalk, Ciric immediately mocked: "This thing has a fart in the Black Forest, and even a wolf can't kill it." If you want to worship me, I can teach you how to enchant this sword. ”

Enchantment is the addition of additional stats such as lifesteal, tear, toxin, and even elemental damage, or other magical abilities.

But Zhou Qingfeng just didn't agree, "Ciric, shut up." I wouldn't believe even a punctuation mark at what you say. ”

"But you're going to fight with such a junk weapon?"

"There are always things that need to be faced."

"You are so arrogant that you have no idea of your weakness and ignorance."

"I'm well aware of my weakness."

"But if you die, I'll die too, and I'll fall completely."

"Really? That's great. ”