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Even in the most obscurantist periods, nature worship was the only one that appeared.

And this nature worship was quickly replaced by family ancestor worship in a very short period of time.

In the Central Continent, if a person has faith, then he must believe in his own family, his own bloodline, and not some kind of ethereal god.

But the concept of God has been introduced since a very early age.

In this world, there is a certain existence, which is not swayed by human will, and has a huge and powerful power, which can manipulate the wind, frost, rain and snow, can live forever, and can look through the future, this kind of existence, we call them, God.

This is a passage from the well-known theological treatise "Theology", which caused a stir when it was published.

Because the person who published this treatise was not an unknown person, but the sixteenth emperor of the Central Empire, known as the Abbasid Great, known as the king of war.

This emperor fought all his life, and his military achievements were second-only to King Lionheart and Charlemagne in terms of martial arts.

In the first half of his life, he was a staunch family ancestor worshipper, and he was extremely superstitious about blood.

After he received the title Lionheart at the age of eighteen, his superstition about bloodlines had reached the point of being lost.

But it was also by virtue of this superstition that he was able to lead the Central Empire to rise again from the quagmire.

At the beginning of his ascension to the throne, the Central Empire, which had been founded for nearly 300 years, had fallen into internal and external troubles, and forces everywhere were ready to move.

The eventual outbreak began in the third year of his accession to the throne, when he was twenty-four years old.

Riots and separatist forces spread everywhere, and at the most terrifying time, eighteen forces swarmed and rushed to the central royal city from all directions, trying to pull the Lionheart King from his throne and start a new dynasty.

The thick flames of the beacon surrounded the heart of the earth like an ocean.

Everyone was desperate, feeling that the Lancaster family was in danger.

But this Lionheart, in this case, is stubborn, relying on superstition about his own bloodline, convinced that he is a descendant of the Lancaster family, with the blood of a natural king flowing in his body, and with the blessing of Charlemagne behind him, he is undefeated.

He really started from the Central Royal City, fought all the way out, and finally settled on the whole continent, creating a glorious record comparable to his ancestors.

After pacifying the Quartet, the emperor was no longer satisfied with the mainland, he felt that he was the true glorious bloodline of the Zhongxing Lancaster clan, and his footsteps could no longer stay in place, he wanted to go on an expedition.

His imaginary enemies were no longer known enemies, but possible races in the inaccessible lands of the glaciers overseas.

At the age of thirty-five, he launched his first overseas expedition, sending heavily built ships with 100,000 heavily armed soldiers to the sea in search of possible land and enemies.

As a result, half a month after going to sea, the fleet encountered a rare storm, 50,000 people died in the sea, and less than 30,000 people escaped, many of whom went insane and collapsed.

It was from that time that the war madman emperor began to doubt his bloodline, and he felt as if his ancestors no longer protected him.

But he did not completely give up his desire to go on an expedition, and the year after the failure of the overseas expedition, he launched the Glacial War again.

He commanded his soldiers as they marched towards the bitter cold of the north, where humans could not survive at all.

In order to confirm that the will of his ancestors is still protecting him, this time he drove the expedition himself.

With a huge military force of more than 150,000, they set foot in the north, a field known as the north wind tundra, which has rarely been penetrated since ancient times.

This time, he encountered a miracle.

Miracles, in Abbasid the Great's own discourse, used the word.

In the first half of the army's departure, there was no incident.

Except for some who had to be repatriated due to the weather, most of them followed the emperor who wanted to have the real world.

"Follow me, ride your horse north, drink the sea of the north, and then return. Before the expedition, Abbasid the Great also shouted such an exciting slogan.

Just when everyone thought that everything would be as smooth as Abbasid the Great's past life.

The unexpected happened.

Incomparably terrifying wind and snow.

Difficult to describe in words.

In Abbasid Great's own account, it was God who chose the sacrifices with his hands.

The sky is scarlet, and it is the demons who want to drink our blood.

In the mouths of the surviving soldiers, the matter is a different story.

In short, a lot of people died in that blizzard.

Even the Abbasid Great, who was known for his martial arts and was so powerful, almost died in that red blizzard.

The heroic spirits of his ancestors no longer protect him.

"God saved me. In the later years of Abbasid the Great, this was a phrase that often came to his lips.

After three days of blizzards, the impatient Royal Guard found the dying Emperor in the depths of the borean tundra.

When he was found, the Emperor's mind was completely unclear.

He was tossing and turning in the middle of a few words.

"We've all been lied to. ”

"God exists. ”

"I have been deceived by my ancestors for more than thirty years. ”

"God exists. ”

God exists.

A month after returning to the Central Royal City, the emperor, who had already regained his senses, had fundamentally changed from an absolute bloodline believer to a god believer.

He desperately tried to explain to the people around him that God really existed, and that he had seen God.

But no one believed that.

People just thought that the emperor had gone mad.

After two failed expeditions in quick succession, his sanity had completely collapsed.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a glorious history to make a note of him, his reputation would be too high to touch.

I'm afraid he's been thrown off the throne.

But that's it, his old age is also extremely bumpy.

Because of the excessive promotion of theology and the promotion of the existence of gods, there is not the slightest trace of the existence of gods.

His prestige in his later years fell to its lowest point.

In the end, he died in a huge temple that he had built with his own hands, and his body was not found until a month after his death.

His death was extremely tragic among many emperors.

And the prophecy he left behind after his death is even more treacherous and terrifying, becoming one of the famous prophecies in history.

"When the blood-red storm rekindles from the north, only God can save us. ”

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