Shirek is the god of murder, also known as 'Dark Sun'. Because he holds the priesthood of 'lies', he is also known as the 'King of Lies'.

However, since this guy read the 'Xirui Sutra' written by himself, his thinking has become confused, and his divine power has quickly changed from 'strong' to 'weak', and now there is only a trace of divine thought left.

But it is not easy to get the 'king of lies' to tell the truth.

The moment he spoke the truth, Ciric felt his 'lie' priesthood waver.

The priesthood brings divine power, and as long as there are lies in the world, Ciric can gain power from them. The price was that he could no longer speak the truth and do things contrary to his priesthood.

But Shirek has been wandering the world for decades since he left the High Throne of his God. Its current state of chaotic thinking and weak strength has become more inclined to the thinking of mortals, and its divinity is becoming less and less.

When he said, 'If Zhou Qingfeng dies, he will die completely', Ciric even let out a wail, and the 'lie' priesthood has a tendency to leave it.

Zhou Qingfeng keenly felt that something seemed to be separated from Ciric, and the thoughts in his mind turned into thin threads, lightly touching a gray chaos, which immediately made him feel the urge to weave lies to deceive people.

It's certainly not a good thing.

The priesthood is the law, and touching the priesthood is equivalent to touching the power of the origin of the world.

Even if it means a light touch, it quickly detached, but this simple touch is also an unimaginable experience for Zhou Qingfeng. But he resisted the 'lie' priesthood, and suddenly there was an item on the attribute panel.

Under the skill of 'shadow hiding', there is a line of words - 'recognize lies'.

Hey......, and all these benefits?

With such a light touch, it actually added a passive 'skill' to me

Zhou Qingfeng expressed his joy at this. But when he wanted to touch it again, Ciric had regained control of the 'Lies' priesthood, and took the gray chaos back into his mind.

The hapless deity fell silent again.

There are no weapons suitable for Zhou Qingfeng in the equipment arsenal. In addition to the stabbing sword, he had at most a lighter cotton coat, plus a pair of warm sheepskin boots, and a backpack for his belongings. These are ordinary goods, and they are not worth a few bucks.

Todd, on the other hand, had a great axe, cowhide armor, and an iron helmet to wear on his head. He was already extremely burly, and he became even more hideous, shaking the ground when he walked, and his steps were heavy.

"I feel much more comfortable." The barbarian was armed with a great axe, raised his head and chest, and laughed.

Poor Uncle Zhou was carrying a thin stabbing sword, and he didn't have it on his back or scratch it, so he could only insert it into the waistband of his trousers, which greatly lost points in his image.

White Crow Village arranged accommodation for Todd and Zhou Qingfeng and provided food and drink. At night, the two of them slept in the Chase bunk and nested together with a dozen rough men. Everybody's stinking, and the smell was unpleasant.

was also tired, slept late at night, and Zhou Qingfeng once again entered his 'information network'. He could still only check the prayers of some ordinary people, nothing more than to ask for some food and clothing, and there was no more unlucky bastard like a Ben believer to take advantage of him.

After inspecting the circle, Zhou Qingfeng felt bored. The messages he intercepted didn't seem to be of much use and didn't change his current situation. Occasionally, he would comfort a few people who were in distress and had a hard time, but there was no point in doing so.

The weak need food, clothing, shelter, and security, and this is not something that can be solved by a few empty words of comfort.

The poor little girl prayed again last night. She was still hungry and cold.

Zhou Qingfeng looked at the little guy from a top-down angle.

The little girl had no shelter, so she could only huddle up withered grass under the cold wind and wait for death to come—a cruel scene in which he felt great resentment at his own incompetence and powerlessness.

"What can I do? I can't do anything. Zhou Qingfeng scolded in annoyance in his mind, so he could only send a cotton coat he brought over.

The light cotton clothes crossed the barriers of time and space and landed on the trembling little girl. The child was curled up in a ball, almost freezing to death. After the cotton clothes covered her body, she realized it after a while, and weakly shouted to the night sky, "Who is it?" ”

"It's me, the one who gave you food yesterday." Zhou Qingfeng sighed in his heart. He could see that the little girl was in a very bad condition. Under the pressure of hunger and cold, a cotton coat cannot solve the problem at all.

The temperature is very cold tonight, and without the help of others, she will definitely freeze to death.

The little girl did her best to wrap her body into the loose clothes and tightened her body. But her hands and feet were cold, her body temperature couldn't be maintained, and empty cotton clothes couldn't bring warmth. She begged again, "Please, can you give me some more to eat?" I'm hungry. ”

This plea was heartbreaking, and Zhou Qingfeng was very sour. But he didn't have anything to eat, so he asked, "What about your parents?" ”

"Daddy is gone, Mom is dead."

"No one to take care of you?"

"Nope."

"What do you do for a living?"

"I can do laundry, I can clean people, I can do anything for those who are adventurous, I'm very capable. Recently, however, supplies from the Black Forest have been cut off. No one gave me anything to eat anymore. It was so cold that I thought I was going to see my mom. ”

The little girl was talking and talking, but she was very indifferent. 'Going to see Mom' was a relief for her.

Perhaps because of sympathy, Zhou Qingfeng, who was also in a difficult situation, became extremely manic. He didn't want to watch the little girl die, saving the other party was like saving himself.

If this most humble little girl can live, it means that Zhou Qingfeng can also live.

After pondering for a while, Zhou Qingfeng gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "You wait, I'll think of a way." I must save you. ”

Zhou Qingfeng wanted to quit his information network, wake up from a deep sleep, and find something to eat. But when he had the idea of quitting, he suddenly found that his consciousness entered another inexplicable area of his mind.

In this field, a black sun hangs in the sky, and in the center is a white skull surrounded by purple-black light. In front of the skull were a dozen thin lines from nowhere, one by one the flow of information.

Zhou Qingfeng's mind lit up, and he immediately understood that what he saw should be a server, that is, the location of a god.

It's Ciric.

The God of Murder had opened up a small divine domain in Zhou Qingfeng's mind, and was accepting the prayers of the believers. Compared with the large amount of information flow that can be seen in Zhou Qingfeng's information network, there is only the part that belongs to the 'dark sun'.

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng appear, the skull in the center was also greatly surprised, "How can you kid enter my Divine Domain?" ”

"This is my territory." Zhou Qingfeng also shouted, he looked at the flow of information for the believers' prayers, and teased for a long time: "Ciric, you are so pitiful, are there only so many people worshipping you?" ”

"Nonsense, it's just these believers in the vicinity. I was in the 'Supreme Throne' of the Kingdom of God, but I was able to directly contact all the believers in the entire Faeron Continent. I had too many believers at that time to be acquainted. Ciric argued.

But it's better not to say this, and it seems that Ciric's current state is really terrible.

Zhou Qingfeng sighed for a long time, and the tsk Ciric was about to scream wildly.

It's a shame that the dignified gods are in this state in front of them.

"I said Ciric, what are you talking to the believers? Can you get them something to eat? ”

"Eat? Fuck off, I'm the god of murder. I'm chaotic, I'm evil, I'm cunning, I just want the power of faith. I'm the most powerful dark sun in the world, so I won't want anything to eat. This is too low-level! ”

"Are you sure?"

"Of course."

"You wait."

Zhou Qingfeng turned around and left, about to leave Ciric's Divine Domain.

The God of Murder looked at Zhou Qingfeng's back and disappeared, and after a while, he was a little afraid of this kid, "Wait, let's discuss it again." ”