After staying in the main temple of the Moon Goddess of the Black Big 6 for three days, Sean returned to the magic tower of the Golden Big 6 with a strange mood

Three days wasn't too long, but it was enough for Sean to have some understanding of prophecy.

However, after learning the art of prophecy, Sean knew that he did not have this talent. As for whether Lazarilla can truly grasp it with the help of the troll god's divine power, it will only be known in the future.

Sarah actually has a certain memory of the possession of the gods, and she also knows what happened between Sean and the moon goddess.

It's not just the Moon Goddess who misunderstands Sean's intentions, but even Sarah's face flushes from time to time every time she sees Sean, making Sean scream ashamed.

He made that promise, which was a subconscious act of compensation. But I didn't expect that I was completely misunderstood. It's just that Inexplicable Sean's heart did not reject this change, but had a joy from the bottom of his heart.

So after staying for three days, Sean hurriedly said goodbye and left, not wanting to straighten out the strange relationship between them.

After returning to the Magic Tower, Sean immediately called Lassarila to his side.

This new disciple under Sean's disciple has long since changed from beginning to end.

He no longer wore a casual magic robe, but a lilac robe, which was completely tailored to Lassarila's figure, and when worn on his body, he had a different kind of dignity.

If there is another crown on the top of the head. Then the image of this papal place is barely passing.

But even Lassarila wore this outfit. In terms of grace and luxury. It's also not comparable to Sarah at all.

Sean was still a little dissatisfied. But I know. This kind of natural ability is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.

As long as it's at the time of the next Earth God Sacrifice. He was able to perform unsatisfactorily. Then Sean is satisfied.

Compare him to Sarah at the moment. Isn't that a joke?

"Teacher. What do you command? Lazarila saluted respectfully.

Sean asked slowly, "Lasarilla, have you sensed the divine grace of His Majesty the Troll God?"

A hint of excitement appeared in Lassarila's eyes, and he said, "Yes, teacher, under your guidance, I have been able to sense the divine grace of His Majesty the Troll God, and I have also received his blessing. ”

Sean was stunned for a moment, took a deep look at him, and sure enough, some more obvious red and black colors could be seen on his body.

This is the characteristic of the troll god, and one of his hallmarks is the great divine grace he bestows on his followers.

"Lasarilla, where's your prophecy, how are you practicing?" asked Sean.

Lassarila suddenly looked ashamed, and said, "Teacher, the disciple is blunt, and he hasn't mastered the trick yet.

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Sean coughed lightly and said, "Lasarilla, you don't need to practice that prophecy." ”

Lassarilla's face changed suddenly, and he immediately said, "Teacher, please don't be angry, I will work hard to meet your requirements." ”

Sean opened his mouth to say something that even he didn't quite understand, and then threw out a magic book in Lazarilla's bewildered eyes.

"Lassarilla, you don't need to learn the prophecy technique that was given to you last time, from today onwards, you practice the prophecy technique in this one. ”

Lassarila exhaled in surprise, but did not dare to ask the slightest question, so she had to take the record.

With a wave of his hand, the future troll god Pope respectfully retreated.

It wasn't until after he went out that Sean's face relaxed a little.

The last time he practiced prophecy for Lazarila was in one of the trading cities. But now, it seems that maybe this magic book is real, but it is not suitable for Lassarila.

There are two ways to learn prophecy. One is the cultivation of spells, and the other is the cultivation of divine arts.

The cultivation of spells is to rely on one's own hard work, such as Efflet, who has the realm of perception, and he typically relies on the power of self-reliance to possess the ability of prophecy.

And more people choose to prophesy in a way that is related to the gods, which is called divine magic. Both Shian and Sarah use this method.

Of course, the ones who can help people in this regard are the gods who have prophetic powers.

The main god of fate, such as the Moon Woman......

But in addition to this, there is also the fact that believers themselves have the potential to foresee the future, but they are never able to excite it. So he became a believer in a certain god, and with the help of the divine power of the god, he stimulated this ability and successfully made a prediction.

Lassarilla himself does have the talent of foresight, but it is a pity that he did not choose the most correct route when he first came into contact with magic, so after learning elemental magic and reaching the realm of a great magician, it would be extremely difficult to turn back.

It's like a blank piece of paper, so you can naturally wave it anywhere, but if you have already scribbled a piece of graffiti, and then you want to draw it in a peerless danqing, the difficulty is not an ordinary difficulty.

This is exactly the case in Lassarila, so Sean will do everything possible to ask Sarah for the divine method of prophecy, with the help of the divine power of the troll god to stimulate his prediction ability, so that he can rightfully become the Pope of the troll god.

Regardless of the gods, if there is a prophecy among their followers, then they will basically be the next pope.

This is already an unwritten rule among the gods.

The construction of a magnificent temple on flat ground was an extremely difficult task for whoever came.

However, in the eyes of Mother Earth, this kind of thing is as normal as ordinary people eating, and there is no difficulty at all.

Last time, in a single day, Mother Earth caused ten temples to rise out of thin air, creating a giant

Traces, so that all the masters and powerful characters in the Great 6 of God are convinced.

In the following ten days, Mother Earth used her extremely powerful earth ability, and built a full ninety huge temples in the location specified by Sean.

All the temples are identical, even the slightest pattern inside is indistinguishable.

This kind of ability, Sean is almost certain, even those low-level gods, may not be able to do it.

Perhaps the elven main god who created the Great 6 of the gods could do this, but the troll god, a god with nine inferior godheads, was absolutely unable to do this.

Therefore, although the mother earth is not a god, if it continues to develop, I am afraid that the final achievements will not be inferior to the gods.

Ten days later, the majesty of the earth departed in high spirits. And the 30,000 core believers who had been carefully selected from the Troll Temple were immediately ordered to start arranging in the temple.

Each temple has 300 core believers, as well as more than 3,000 ordinary believers, to prepare for future pilgrimages to worship the gods.

In this way, a month later, it took Sean and the others about ten years to gather nearly five million people under a hundred temples in the ten major regions.

Among these five million people, there were already more than 300,000 people who were originally believers in the troll god, and the miracle created by Mother Earth, which built hundreds of earth temples in ten days, also spread throughout the entire god under Sean's special arrangement.

Ten days to build a hundred temples is already a typical miracle for ordinary people.

So when these people saw this sudden temple, they were all shocked by the huge and magnificent building in front of them.

Since the population could not be evenly distributed, there were between 30,000 and 70,000 people in front of each temple.

So many people gathered around a temple actually gave rise to a solemn feeling.

This is the mass effect, when the number of people reaches a certain level, there are many things that can have an unexpected effect.

Of course, this also has a lot to do with the particularly oppressive feeling that emanates from the temple.

For this day, the believers of the Troll God Land have been preparing for a long time.

When the people gathered together within the specified time, in the temple of the landlord in the middle of the mountain, Sean nodded slightly.

Today's protagonist is not Sean, but Lazarilla, who is already dressed in Pope attire.

This mage, who used to be only a great magician, is now no different from a believer who has served the gods for many years.

In particular, the papal robe and crown on his body all clearly express his nobility and stability.

After receiving Sean's answer, Lasarila solemnly walked towards the inner sanctum, followed closely by eighteen core believers.

The age span of these eighteen people is extremely large, and the beard is white, and even a little trembling between actions, it looks like a wind candle in the last years, which makes people worry that they will fall at any time and never get up. And one is only seven or eight years old, and ordinary people are still ignorant at this age, but in the eyes of this child, there is wisdom that is almost demonic.

However, with the exception of these two particularly young and old, the rest of the people were between twenty and fifty. ‘

They also vary in gender and ethnicity, ranging from flower-like maidens to tower-fierce orcs.

They are the representatives of all races in God's Creation 6, and they are the core believers carefully selected by Sean and others among the believers.

They encompass all groups of people in the three races and represent that anyone can become a devout believer in the troll gods.

Surrounded by eighteen devout believers, young and old, Lhasarila slowly stepped into the inner sanctum and slowly knelt down on the huge platform carved from white jade.

The eighteen believers behind him, young and old, also knelt down reverently at the same time, their eyes were all filled with a strange color.

That's extreme madness and extreme calmness.

It was as if the spirit of each of them was divided into two parts, one like the molten flame, and the other like the ice and snow. Around them, there was a strange and trance-like energy, and it was precisely because of this strange energy that such a strange scene was caused.

In fact, these eighteen people are not just core believers, they are also a bearer, carrying part of the power of the troll god, if it weren't for this, their performance would not have become so uniform, just like one person.

Lazarila slowly raised the scepter in his hand.

At this moment, there are not many people in the inner temple, and in addition to these people, there are only Sean and the main sacrifices of those temples.

As for Jin and the others, they did not participate in this scene, and for some special reason, Sean had already let them leave the Great 6 of God's creation.

What is a believer?

Believers are the source of power for the gods, believers are playthings controlled by the gods, and believers are fanatical idiots who have gone to extremes.

Sean doesn't mind raising hundreds of billions of such idiots in order to gain power, but he has no intention of trapping his relatives into it.

So all those who have a relationship with Him have left God before today.6 Even among them, there are some who complain that Sean is deaf.

This decision undoubtedly made Jin and the others breathe a sigh of relief, and they all privately thought that Sean must have another deep meaning in doing this, at least it would not be to express absolute surrender to the troll god.

However, no matter how they guessed, they still couldn't imagine that Sean and the troll god were actually one and the same person.

As the scepter in Lassarella's hand grew taller and higher, the atmosphere in the inner sanctum began to grow solemn.

When the scepter is finally lifted to the highest one

A wisp of gold, filled with a fierce majesty of light, rose from the gods.

The light seemed to be only a glimmer at first, but it shot at Lazarilla's scepter with an unparalleled degree.

As if under some kind of traction, Lazarila slowly got up, his head raised, his face extremely solemn, and his voice sounded like thunder:

"The Great God-King Has Come, and the Holy Scriptures Have Begun to ......"

A blinding light burst out of his body, instantly passing through everyone's bodies, through all the buildings, through the infinite expanse of the area.

The light passed through everything and came to the whole hundred temples.

The next moment, the tops of all the earth temples lit up, and the divine and indescribable holy light enveloped everyone like radiation.

Some magicians subconsciously moved their magic shields, but they immediately appeared, and this holy light easily penetrated their shields and penetrated their bodies. However, under the light of the Holy Light, they were not harmed in the slightest, but felt an extremely comfortable feeling.

Almost at the same time, all the temples that began to glow floated with a large, heart-throbbing pattern.

It was Lassarila, holding up the scepter high, while the eighteen most representative believers behind him looked up at Lassarila with the same devout and spotless gaze.

Although the distance between the people and the temple varied, no matter from which angle, they could see the eyes of two or three people, and from their eyes they could clearly sense their devotion to their minds.

This is a firm and absolutely unshakable idea, and with this single thought, it has already sparked strange changes in the hearts of countless people, and planted the seeds of pious faith.

Subsequently, the entire God-made Great 6, almost five million people heard at the same time a voice full of majesty that seemed to be extremely distant and seemed to come out of the depths of their hearts.

"The Great God-King Has Come, and the Holy Scriptures Have Begun to ......"

At this moment, there was no need for guidance at all, and the holy light shrouded in his body and the sound he heard in his ears had already caused almost everyone to fall into a dreamlike feeling.

Not only them, but even Sean himself's mental mind was almost mired in it. Fortunately, he and the Troll God were one and the same after all, but there was a slight trance in his eyes, and he immediately regained his clarity.

One by one, they knelt down, their movements were not uniform, and some of them even had a hint of resistance on their faces, but in this case, they were not allowed to hesitate at all, because any hesitation would be oppressed by the force that permeated the space so strong that it was impossible to resist.

This is the power of faith for the power of pure faith.

The power of faith generated at this moment was far greater than that of the many moon elves at the time of the moon goddess's descent in the past.

One of the main reasons is because of the number of people.

At that time, there were only about 200,000 earth and moon spirits, although most of them were believers in the moon goddess, but how could the scale of that little be compared to today.

Of course, the real gap is still under the incomparable light, and without the illumination of this light, it would not have been possible to have such a rich fruit.

Countless voices rang out in the air, a temple ballad in praise of the troll god.

The humans on the Black Big 6 are not stupid, and those who come from the orcs also have many professions as bards.

In the past ten years, an unknown number of poems have been created to praise the troll god.

In this completely closed world, these people could not communicate with the outside world at all, and under the influence of people, the birth of these poems naturally spread to all cities and towns.

Although the content of these poems is relatively simple, it is not far from the content of Sean's previous life in the fifties and sixties in praise of great leaders. But it is composed in different tones, different instruments, etc., and it is not annoying.

And every time you come into contact with the temple, whether it's going to the temple, or the priest of the temple going down to heal, preaching, and so on, this kind of chant will always come up several times. Therefore, even a person who is twice as stupid can already easily hum a few words.

Of course, the chants selected today have been carefully prepared, which is equivalent to the sound of the main theme, and is especially suitable for singing on such occasions.

Seeing the light curtain that reached the hundreds of shrines, Lasarila was chanting loudly and forgetfully, and the eighteen believers who knelt down around him gave up everything and threw themselves into it.

Under their leadership, stimulated by some mysterious energy in space. In just a moment, the entire God-made Great 6 resounded with a loud echo.

As the echo grew stronger, the light from above the temple brightened.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Sean's mouth, which others couldn't see, but he could sense that in this golden light, there was a trace of red-black that was almost imperceptible.

It's just that under the status of the golden light, no one notices this color at all.

All the exhibitions are under his control, and they are constantly transitioning in a good direction.

When he closed his eyes and sensed with his heart, he could clearly sense the countless lights in the sky.

Each light here represents a soul, and from these rays, a trace of strange energy constantly flies, and these energies are condensed towards the temple in a special way. If Sean hadn't sensed the mistake, he would have done far more than just the usual believers, but all the characters who remained on the Great 6 of God's creation.

Even the souls of those powerful and stubborn magicians seem to be infected and scattered

The energy of the filament.

Sean was surprised in his heart, it seemed that the effect of the superposition of miracles and numbers was very much more than Sean expected, not only ordinary people were far affected, but even those arrogant and powerful magicians and orc shamans also had a little sign of faith at this moment.

Even the magicians, let alone the ordinary people, the slightest trace of the power of faith, which is stronger and more numerous, has already reflected all this.

Sean let out a long sigh of relief and opened his eyes contentedly.

He looked at the sky, where there were two strange clouds, and Sean knew that they were actually the embodiment of the troll god's divine power. When the idea of the troll god came to the god to create the big 6, he had already made contact with Sean in silence.

At this moment, the power of faith that was almost frantically pouring out was condensing towards these two strange clouds, and those two clouds were like two greedy beasts that could never be fed in Sean's senses, swallowing up the rising power of faith without leaking.

Sean could sense the immense joy that came from the troll god. For a god, especially a beginner-level god, it was a rare thing to absorb such a huge amount of faith power.

If it is the dragon god in the mouth of the Black Dragon King, the big man in the god with tens of billions of core believers, I am afraid that he will not be moved by this little energy.

Looking at the surrounding situation, Sean hesitated for a moment and nodded heavily.

Suddenly, a huge amount of energy burst out of the temple.

If the holy light just now was just a little introduction, then the holy light at this moment is an incomparably stimulant, making everyone active from the bottom of their hearts.

The Troll God's divine power is very different from that of the Moon Goddess.

No matter how great the power of the moon goddess is, it also has a sense of mystery and mystery, which makes people lose themselves unconsciously.

But the power of the troll god is filled with an unusual energy.

When he let go of this energy without any scruples, this energy can easily enter everyone's hearts and leave a seed in everyone's heart.

This is the power of darkness, the Lord of Darkness who has mastered all the darkness, and can possess strange and powerful energy.

The lurking of darkness, this ability to be used against a large number of believers, is indeed a great deal, even Sean was a little surprised after hearing about the plan of the troll god.

Soon the incomparably enhanced power flowed through everyone's heart like a spring, and before these believers were even aware of it, the seeds of darkness had been planted deep in his heart.

Then, a strange voice sounded as if it was a mixture of several different forces that could lure out the deepest ** in people's hearts.

No one could hear what the sound was expressing, but everyone seemed to be frozen and could not move a single bit.

The singing voice echoed in the sky, completely suppressing the chanting of millions of people.

In this moment, everything fell silent, and the golden light between heaven and earth became stronger, leaving only the incomparably beautiful, yet full of majestic voice.

Everyone's bodies trembled slightly, and the voice was like a confidant who understood them, smoothing out the countless thoughts in their hearts one by one, and entering the most peaceful state.

Then, a strange feeling slowly sprouted in their hearts, and this feeling slowly filled their hearts until it took root deeply.

This voice seemed to be a powerful nutrient that spread that thought, but it had already become a towering tree in a few moments.

Sean exhaled deeply, he already knew what kind of energy it was.

The temptation of darkness, the rest of darkness.

These two powers, which are very different even in the dark world, are so superbly used by the troll god.

It seems that it is not entirely a bad thing for a soul to be in charge of a divinity, at least in this case, there is no conflict between the control of each other.

What the troll god did was a bit of a forced buy-sell.

First, he used energy such as Requiem to soothe the thoughts in everyone's minds, and then planted a wisp of control in a land that was equivalent to a blank space.

It's an energy full of temptation, but it's his followers who are tempted by it, a force that will keep them alive.

Like opium and drugs, this power is insanely addictive.

Sean is even sure that after today's so-called miracles, it will be difficult for these people to get rid of this wisp of divine thought in their hearts for the rest of their lives.

Not only that, even after their death, this obsession in their hearts will not easily dissipate.

Although it is impossible to enter the kingdom of the troll god 100%, it is expected that nearly 20% or 30% of the people will be able to abandon everything and enter it.

If such a strong ratio were known to the other gods, they would definitely be impressed by it, and they would have confronted it.

In fact, in this world, as long as it is a god, it is not difficult to achieve a little.

With the support of divine power, divinity, and the power of great faith, it is actually a very simple matter for them to plant a divine idea of control in the hearts of living beings. And that little bit of divine thought is like cutting off a little fingernail for the gods, and it doesn't hurt the vitality at all.

However, this refers to the control of one or two people, or in the case of a few tens or hundreds of people over a period of more than a decade.

However, if you want to plant this seed of divine grace in the midst of a miracle for nearly five million people, it is impossible to do it even if it is the greatest being as fierce as the dragon god. If he insists on doing it, I'm afraid it will be the day he falls.

Divine thoughts are the thoughts of the gods.

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In the head, there is more or less a meager soul.

A few thoughts naturally have no effect on the whole of the spirit, just like metabolism, the head and nails are naturally within the scope of being repaired.

However, if the amount of divine thoughts consumed is too large, even reaching a million, then it is not as simple as repairing the head and nails, but a matter that will greatly damage the vitality and even cost one's life.

Therefore, apart from possessing a soul body and being able to continuously cultivate soul land Sean and the troll god, there is no second god who can have such a huge hand......

Feeling the power of faith rippling in the air and becoming more and more mellow, Sean let out a long sigh.

All of these people, as long as they are the ones who have been planted in the hearts of the troll gods, then they will never want to leave this place for half a step in their lives.

No one else can see what they are doing, but they can't hide it from the gods who are on high above.

Although the probability of encountering a god is not large, even if it does, people may not have time to care about it. But Sean just doesn't worry, if he can not leak it, then it is better to block all the openings in advance.

When these people are a hundred years old, the souls among them who can hold on will soar to the divine realm.

In the realm of the troll god, with the cover of powerful divinity and divine power, there will be no such worries.

Bowing his head and smiling bitterly, the result of this consultation with the Troll God was to transform everyone into core believers by any means.

Originally, he didn't think of using this kind of divine manipulation, but on the black big 6, Sean witnessed the miracle of the moon goddess.

The goddess's approach is far more clever than Sean could have imagined.

The miracles she showed were not just about expanding the temple, but also about moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, but the main thing was that the power of the goddess touched everyone's hearts as it spread.

At that moment, everyone felt extremely peaceful, and they all had the illusion that I had been in contact with the gods.

Although it is only a momentary feeling, but thinking about the gap between the status of an ordinary person and a god, then it is easy to make people haunt it, and the eternal memory is in the heart.

In the fifties, those workers who were really at the bottom of society were received by the leaders of the country, and they shook hands warmly, and the throbbing in their hearts was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

It is precisely because of this feeling that after seeing the miracles of Her Majesty the Goddess, her followers can increase dramatically, and a large number of core believers have emerged.

The effect of this method of expressing soft power is so great that even if Mother Earth is allowed to rise from the ground, it will not be able to compare with the construction of a hundred temples.

It is precisely because of the practice of borrowing from the Moon Goddess that Sean and the Troll God have simply come up with a more powerful improvement plan.

They believed that after this miracle came, the sacred atmosphere of the entire God-made Great 6 would reach its peak state.

And this atmosphere will continue intermittently, and it will be passed on to the descendants of these people.

As long as they live forever in the space that God created the Great 6, then the effects of this miracle will accumulate for generations.

Although this is not fair to the millions of lives in God's Creation 6, where is there true justice in this world?

The strange sounds in the air continued.

For today, the nine souls of the troll god have also made great efforts, and this kind of voice that even Sean and Deville can barely resist can definitely make the vast majority of people fall into it.

As long as there is even a little bit of faith in their hearts, they will be guided, amplified, and even filled with all their hearts and feelings by this voice.

Of course, if someone with some talent can still stay sober in this situation. Then they will pretend for the rest of their lives, otherwise once they are discovered, then there is only one end waiting for them.

Bursts of faith power rose from the bodies of countless people, turning into an incomparably huge amount of energy and surging towards the two clouds above the main temple.

After devouring the powerful power of faith, the clouds became thicker and thicker, and continued to spray out huge clouds of holy light.

The combination of light and sound has reached a state of near-perfection, and millions of people are staring at the sky in a demented way, they are being brainwashed and hypnotized in a strange way.

It's just that this method no longer belongs to the realm of human beings, but is the work of the gods.

Of all the people on the ground, Sean was the only one who still had a clear mind.

His body slowly rose into the sky, side by side with the two clouds.

Looking down from the sky, countless believers are as small as sesame seeds.

His mood gradually calmed down, just like the deep ancient well, which had never fluctuated.

In a slight voice that immediately dissipated into the infinite space, he muttered, "Ants under miracles......

: It's going to be a little late, but I'm sure I'll have to come out tonight even if I don't sleep.

Baihe used to eat with credibility, but in the past two months, because after taking over the responsibility of teaching children to learn, he has broken his trust twice.

This is a fatal blow to the white crane, and even the monthly ticket battle at the beginning of this month cannot continue to explode, and everyone has seen the miserable results of the monthly pass.

Well, from today, the diligent Hakutsuru is back.

From today to Friday, it must be ten thousand days a day.

Maybe it's a little later, but it's never less......

Also, the day before yesterday was very weird, I remember setting it to seven and a half o'clock, but in the end it turned out to be more than 1, at that time I definitely didn't make 6 for the whole district, how could it be a text? And it's just a chapter......

Hell yes!