Entrenched in the villages around the sacred tree, the lights are bright, one by one the farmers raised the torches in their hands, towards the location of the sacred tree, they dreamed tonight, dreamed of the sacred tree, their hearts felt, they all went to the sacred tree, intended to worship and worship, dense crowds, formed a long dragon, standing under the sacred tree, muttering in their mouths, praying words, praying for the sacred tree in front of them, giving divine grace, bathing and creation.

On the crown of the sacred tree, there are actually fruit fruits, the color of these fruits is extremely transparent, at a glance, they are all small baby embryos breathing and growing in it, and the sacrifices below are all arranged by other gods, and they come here, intending to win over this new god, even if this new god has finished talking with the god behind them, they are still coming.

God needs faith, and living beings are the source and lamb of faith, and without these things, like a fish without water, it will never survive.

The spread of faith is not so easy, except for those evil gods who can stir up the instinctive evil and desires in people's hearts, which is relatively easy and easy, it is extremely difficult for other gods to obtain the power of faith.

At this time, it is the apostles who need their gods, the priests have made a move, they are God's preachers, and they are naturally attracting much attention, the art of fooling, the art of mouth cannons, are all cultivation perfections, presumably the new gods need these, their arrival, is undoubtedly able to help the god tree solve many problems.

For these priests, it is still an unimaginable luxury to be able to get close to a god, even if this god is not their real master, and it is still an unimaginable luxury to be around God at all times, listen to God's teachings, and must receive God's attention, and when the time comes, it is easy and simple to bathe in God's grace, get God's reward, and improve their own pastoral level.

The priests gathered together, dressed in different costumes, but they were all exquisite and extraordinary satin clothes, engraved with inscriptions of divine magic, with magical effects, such a group of people walking in front, it is unimaginable in ordinary times, and the farmers who were close behind the priests were staring at these priests with envy, bathing in divine grace, and having extraordinary power, for them, the poor people, undoubtedly dreamed of it.

The difference in class status means that the gap in what they need to pay will become very large. For example, these farmers, even their wives' first night rights belong to the lord of the territory knights, and they can't eat meat a few times a year, and the crops they grow are also to extract two-thirds of them and hand them over to the lords of the territory, as for resistance, hehe, in such a world of extraordinary power, these people, any lord's subordinates, can be easily pinched to death without paying any price, and the so-called law is like a fictitious one, only for the strong.

In the past, none of the priests whom these peasants met were not arrogant and unusual, and who were superior to others, and if it were not for the sake of the faith of God, I am afraid that these people would not even look at these lowly peasants, like a rich man, but they had to accompany the beggars every day, and without a good temper they could not become a priest. After all, what do they all believe in the equality of all people, and if they are equal, will not even God be like them, denying God's authority and supremacy?

Now, the rebellious priests, bowing their usual proud heads, humbly sent out otherworldly prayers to the sacred tree.

The knights are riding on tall horses, holding knights' swords, with solemn expressions, as if guarding the steel walls here, standing still, giving people a sense of perseverance and reliability.

"Great God, I praise you......."

"You are the spirit of nature, the master of the forest......."

The level of these priests is still very high, especially after the blessing of some divine arts, the catchy prayers fill the air, vibrating the hearts of everyone, so that people involuntarily follow the priests to chant, this is a kind of guidance magic, similar to the charm technique, can make the people who hear the voice of the priest, fall into a state of obedience, is their most deadly weapon to spread the faith.

Under such prayers, the knights became more and more majestic and holy.

I saw that at the end of the prayer, a little bit of faith power, invisible matter, but real, merged into the body of the sacred tree, and suddenly bloomed with infinite brilliance, the wrinkled bark gradually distorted, transformed into a human face, he looked at the people below, and said: "From this day on, you are my believers, my gift, your divine magic." ”

The sacred tree has always been very generous, especially in the initial stage, the ungenerous god has no future, this is what an old god told him, of course, this god also told him another truth, after the power grows, the generous gods are dead.

The experience of these veteran gods reverberated in the heart of the sacred tree, so after absorbing the power of faith of these people, he did not hesitate to sway his divine power and bestowed them with divine magic, and the priests didn't feel anything, after all, their rank was there, transcendent and not like mortal.

However, ordinary farmers are different, they are ordinary people, they are brutally oppressed on weekdays, and their bodies have accumulated a large number of injuries, which are still not visible from the appearance.

However, at this moment, the injuries in their bodies were all self-healing.

"Oh my God, I see, Lauren, my eyes are healed, thank God. All these are God's gifts, and when I go back, I must pray for God day and night and become a believer in God. At this moment, a blind man who was blind opened his eyes and regained his light, and the endless darkness was swept away, and the faith of God was firm and hot, and he could not help but bow down to the ground and dare not get up, and his mouth was full of the grace of God.

"My legs, my legs are healed too. ”

A lame man suddenly felt his thighs pulsate, only to feel a heat all over, and everything became clear, he stroked his thighs, and danced happily.

At the same time, all kinds of diseases, under the divine light, disappear invisibly.

"This is a miracle, I didn't expect that His Excellency the new god was so generous, and he was willing to come down to them as humble farmers, and I have to say that the heart of the new god is as big as the sea, and the heart is noble and sacred, and it is destined to make today's things pass down through the ages. "The wandering bards, listening to the music of the gods and bathing in the gifts of the gods, looked at this sacred and glorious scene, and automatically made up a legend of tens of thousands of words in their minds, intending to spread it in all directions.

"Well, God?"

The pinnacle of the world, the supreme powerhouse of mortal mortals, they looked at the divine light in the distance, and their minds flashed with vicious thoughts, slaughtering this newborn god, seizing his godhead, divinity, and divine position, so as to preach and become a god.

I saw that a legendary mage descended in front of the eyes of the Divine Tree, and the legendary spell in his hand was unleashed, which was to suppress the new god on the spot.

"Look for death. ”

The Divine Tree looked at the movements of this legendary mage, the anger in his heart was monstrous, the divine power was revealed like a prison, and the violent divine power was swayed out, no matter how strong your legendary spell was, it was difficult to resist the attack of the gods, even if he was just a newborn god, but the gods were still gods, and they were insurmountable peaks.

If a mortal wants to slaughter the gods, it is too difficult, at least the peak of the legend, the extreme level of the world, and he also needs to hold the destruction artifact, which can directly destroy the gods and souls, otherwise, it is impossible to slaughter the gods.

This is not a game, as long as it can cause you damage, you can kill the elephant with ants.

In reality, the gods are almost immune to most of the magic and physical damage, and the power of the magic is also extremely great, obviously, the legendary mage in front of him is not the opponent of this divine tree, a move of natural withering glory magic skill, fiercely strangled on the body of the legendary mage, the death of the natural avenue came, only to see that the life of the legendary mage is being withdrawn at a speed visible to the naked eye, and integrated into the body of the divine tree.

"Sorcery, it's sorcery. ”

The legendary mage felt a kind of panic and uneasiness, the passage of life, regardless of his hesitation, directly broke the cauldron and sank, took out the dimensional scroll on his body, as well as the scroll of substitution for death, etc., and tried his best to jump out of this terrifying purgatory, escape into the depths of the void, and disappear.

The other legends of the world all frowned, and they didn't dare to make a move, but they gathered the killing intent in their hearts, and the storm that filled the void subsided.

The Divine Tree showed its invincible posture, and instantly captured the faith of the living beings, and in their hearts, planted the idea that the gods are invincible, and even gave birth to many fanatical believers, which is undoubtedly a blessing and a curse for the Divine Tree, and benefited a lot.

"Click!" The fruit hanging on the sacred tree, under the nurturing power of faith, gave birth to little elves, and they flew to the left and right of the sacred tree, dancing happily around the sacred tree.

They are the creation of nature, the primate of all things, as thin as cicada wings, exquisite shining wings are their symbols, small and agile bodies, beautiful faces, is an important way for them to capture people's hearts, pure and kind hearts, is their magic weapon to get close to natural creatures.

"Elves, from this day on, the elves are born. ”

In the crowd below, a traverser seemed to see the story behind the torrent of history, sighed slowly, and said.