On the second day, facing a piece of scenery, Artis led people on the road. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On the way, Bill knelt down in front of Artis and said, "Your Highness, I also have some familiar sacrifices in the town, please allow me to contact them so that the army can move smoothly." ”

To this, Artis nodded and asked him to take the people forward.

It's just that after he left, Bazel, who was standing on the side of Artis, suddenly knelt down and said with some hesitation to Artis: "Your Highness, the power of these sacrifices seems to be too strong. ”

During these days, he watched firsthand the influence of Bill's sacrifices spread to almost every aspect as his faith in the gods of nature spread.

This kind of influence is extremely terrifying, and it can be said that as long as these sacrifices turn to support others, then nearly half of the people in the territory will rebel at this time.

Especially in the army, with the implementation of the god of nature in the army by Artis, almost all of the people in the army are now believers in the god of nature, and once there is an accident in this part of the people, the rule of Ardis will be shaken.

Moreover, as Artis's decree continued, churches would be built in every village, and the situation would get worse and worse.

In fact, even Bazel himself already believed in the gods of nature and could use divine magic, but it was not all the way to these sacrifices.

However, listening to his words, Artis smiled and nodded, "Bazel, you are right. ”

"At present, at least nearly half of the people in our country believe in the gods of nature. Once hostile to the gods of nature, it is relative to turning its back on the people. ”

"It's just that the brilliance of the god of nature shrouds the sacrifice, but the sacrifice itself does not represent the god of nature. ”

He paused, looked at Bazel and said, "Bazel, are you a believer in the God of Nature?"

Bazel on the other side was stunned, as if he didn't expect Artis to ask like this, he looked at Artis and said in a deep voice: "Naturally!"

As he said this, above his head, a little pure white light of faith flickered slightly, obviously not talking, but really pious to a certain extent.

Looking at this light of faith, Artis smiled lightly: "Then if there is a sacrifice that leads people to rebel, or even says that I am an enemy of nature, do you believe it?"

"Naturally, I don't believe it!" said Bazel, looking at Artis, categorically.

"That's it..." Artsis smiled, "Although the influence of these sacrifices is very powerful, they are not representative of all believers. ”

Seeing Artis say this, Bazel hesitated and didn't say anything more.

At this time, the army gradually stopped and rested, and among them, under the leadership of some of the priests and officers, the soldiers prayed reverently.

With their prayers, a little bit of pure white light of faith gradually emerged in the darkness, and then condensed into a vast divine domain, banishing everything around them from the ominous. And in this, a little bit of faith power continues to come with prayers, turning into divine feedback.

Feeling this scene, Artis stood quietly, and in the eyes of countless sacrifices and awes beside him, a little noble divine aura continued to come from him, like the figure he sensed when praying in the dark.

On the other side, Bill made his way to the town with several squires. Following the induction, they came to a tavern that looked a little rudimentary.

Bill looked at the tavern, and in his senses, there was an aura that made him feel comfortable.

Sensing this aura, he walked directly in with a few sacrifices.

"Hello, may the great god of nature bless you, what do you need?"

After entering, there was an old man carving some wooden statues and badges, sensing that someone was entering, and he said without looking back.

Seeing this old man, Bill couldn't help but smile: "May the god of nature bless you and me." ”

As he said this, a little bit of natural breath slowly spread out in his body, which made people feel a lot more sober.

Sensing this breath, the old man's body suddenly stiffened. He looked up in some amazement, looking at Bill in front of him and the several priests behind him.

He first looked at the squires behind Bill for a long time, looking at their completely undisguised white-robed sacrificial robes and divine insignia. Then he looked at Bill again.

At this moment, sensing the strong natural divine power on Bill's body, the old man couldn't help but be slightly shocked, and stepped forward to perform a sacrificial ceremony on Bill.

This is the ritual performed by the middle and lower sacrifices in the north to the higher sacrifices, and it also shows the identity of the old man from the side, and it is a sacrifice that has come from the north to preach in the southern city-states.

"My lord, do you need my help?" asked the old man, looking at Bill, after the salute.

In response, Bill nodded and said, "His Royal Highness the King of Ardisus has arrived here, and I need you to contact some people to respond." ”

"His Royal Highness of Artisu..." Hearing Bill say this, the old man was puzzled, but then, his eyes widened, with a hint of shock and excitement: "Could it be..."

Bill smiled and nodded at his excitement.

Suddenly, the old man was excited, and tears welled up in his eyes for a while: "How many years!

"Please rest assured. Looking at Bill, the old man said categorically: "In the city, there are still many sacrifices, as long as I am given one night, I can gather these forces and contribute to my god!"

"Good work!" Bill nodded, looking at the old man in front of him.

"For my gods!" said the old man feverishly.

At night, Bill followed the old man to various parts of the town to visit the rituals scattered throughout the town.

Some of these sacrifices were tailors in small towns, some were ordinary lords, and even some guards from local lords.

Bill was not surprised.

After all, divine art is not like vindictiveness, it does not look at qualifications, does not look at physique, only requires piety in faith, as long as the faith is enough, you can master divine art and become a sacrifice. And the popularity of faith also makes it possible for sacrifices to appear in any profession, and maybe a beggar on the side of the road is actually a sacrifice.

During the more than ten years when Artis was asleep, with the rituals going south to preach, the faith had long been widespread among the city-states near the north, and although it was suppressed by some kings and nobles because of the ancestral gods, it still accumulated great power.

In this small town alone, overnight, there were dozens of priests who responded to Bill, including several red-robed priests.

This strength, as long as there is a good commander in command, even the lord's guard who raids this town is enough.

After all, dozens of sacrifices are equivalent to dozens of genuine knight-level powerhouses, including several big knights.

This kind of strength, even in the entire Duchy of Brooke, is not enough to support the prosperity of a noble family.

After gathering these people, Bill sent people to find out the location of the lord, and by the way, explored the power of the entire town, and then waited quietly for Artis to bring people.

A few days later, Artis led people to the outskirts of the town.

Because of the aid of the sacrifice, and in order to avoid detection, Artis chose to march at night.

"If you get here, if you go any further, there is a high chance that you will be discovered by the other party. Artis said as he looked at the faintly glowing manor ahead.

"Nadir, what did Bill say?" he said as he looked at Nadir beside him.

"According to Lord Bill, they are ready in the town and will respond as soon as we attack. ”

Artis nodded: "Nadir, you take three thousand people to the town, be sure to completely control the town, and don't let people escape." ”

"The rest, come with me. He looked at the side and said.

With his orders given, Nadir took the order and rushed towards the town with three thousand men.

Beside Artis, the rest of the people gathered around him, quietly waiting for his orders.

"Sacrifice!Divine Blessing!" he shouted.

Suddenly, one by one, the sacrificial robes of various colors came out of the line, and one by one the divine arts released a blue light.

Under the light of this light, all of a sudden, the soldiers felt light, and a warm power surged in their bodies.

At the same time, amid the sound of prayers, a natural divine realm gradually covered, merging the army with its surroundings.

When he was done, Artis looked at the calm manor in front of him, and a cold color flashed in his eyes.

"Rush!"

With an order, thousands of people rushed forward in silence.

In the darkness, wisps of light purple qi condensed into the shape of a tree, and when the branches shook slightly, a stream of crimson qi rushed forward with a killing meaning.