Ian went on to tell a lot more.

He talks about the importance of alchemy, the possibility of alchemical prosthetics to restore the disabled to health, and he talks about such a future, and promises that it will be realized, and that all those who are disabled by the war will receive near-free treatment, and all that is needed is to go to the Xiahui Collar to cooperate with the experiment.

He talked about the necessity of education, the significance of learning and knowledge to the mountain people, and he announced that all war orphans would be raised at his expense, that all children who had lost their relatives due to the war would receive subsidies and free education, and that there would be schools from Xiahui in the future between each tribal settlement.

This is not compulsory education, and our empire does not prosper this. It is the simple Academy of Loyalty, and all those who have given their blood will be rewarded by the lord.

Ian tells a lot, he paints a picture of the future and makes people believe it as much as possible.

Then, there were bursts of cheers and praises.

Of course, maybe a little potion was added. But rather than the fact of victory itself, and the excitement that Ian stirred, the potions were not so much about incitement as about maintaining a certain level of composure so that they would not hurt themselves by being too fanatical.

After his speech, Ian was silent in the face of the tsunami-like cries.

At this moment, he closed his eyes slightly, listening to the mighty and noisy waves.

He heard.

He heard his heart pounding, and he heard tears running down his cheeks.

He heard pain, torment, and sorrow lurking in the hearts of all people, but some chose to hide their anxiety with passion, and some showed hesitation with crying.

Ian listens to it all. He knew what he was going to do, he knew where he was going, his heart was beating steadily, the light of the stars was shining above his head, and the crown of guidance was quietly emerging.

He can feel, he can hear, he can see.

So I know that he is already the center of thousands of mountain peaks.

- He has been genuinely recognized by all the mountain people present...... He has become a well-deserved co-owner of the mountain people and a messenger of the dragon god.

So at this noon, the sun is shining.

At the top of the Sacred Mountain, a star suddenly lit up.

The blue stars shone between the heavens and the earth, and faintly, the brilliance of the gods flickered away, and only Ian himself could see it.

In this instant, Ian sensed that in the 'Guiding Star' of his Mind Light Body, the star gem that was originally blocked, representing the 'Spiritual Calamity Path', was suddenly unlocked.

Unlike the gem that originally represented the 'Swarm Path', this time, probably because Ian was more experienced, or because his control over the psychic body had become stronger, he sensed that behind that star-like gem, there were hazy countless silver-cyan threads that were spreading and deriving......

In other words, this time, he may not rely on random selection of parallel worlds to 'contact' with him, he can choose a string to pluck and contact the other party.

Ian can also see that the options are not without limitations. With his current strength and condensed 'guidance', there are not many lines he can pull, most of them are parallel worlds of the same level as himself, the highest is the third energy level.

This is not surprising - the random contact of the insect swarm is almost the second and third energy level or so of the insect swarm Ian, everyone wants to contact each other, at least they have to experience major events such as the South China Sea Labyrinth and the Viscount of Avak.

Anyway, having a choice is better than random.

The conditions have been met, and the choice can be said later.

Ian pulled his thoughts back.

The boy noticed that it seemed that all the mountain people had seen it, and that it was manifested in the daytime, and the star hung high in the sky.

Everyone saw it, and they stared at Ian's psychic body, at the unbelievable, almost miraculous vision—so there was silence first, followed by a cacophony of exclamations.

"This, what is this?!"

"Is it a vision? Cardiovolta? But...... Isn't the envoy only at the second level?! ”

"It's a miracle! It's a miracle! It's the protection of the dragon god! ”

For a moment, a huge wave of sound shook the entire valley, and everyone was dizzy from the sound of others, and even the mother who was holding the child ended her prayer, she raised her head, looked up at the top of the sky with some puzzlement, and then slowly opened her eyes.

She didn't believe that was the result of her prayers...... But it's also too coincidental, too coincidental......

If anything, this is a miracle......

At least, she'll believe it.

Believe in a slim hope.

The admiration and cheers became high, and Ian wore a crown on his head, and he bathed in the sound of enthusiasm and hope, even the calmest of his heart was slightly rippling.

"I don't really care how you're doing, whether you've been hurt in the war or not...... To be honest, I don't care what the future holds for you, because as long as everything goes according to my plan, you will have the most basic human rights and a life, and you will not be in such a precarious situation as you are now. ”

Ian sighed inwardly, "But now I understand Archduke Thorin a little...... If this is the kind of trust he has endured, as the hope of his own people, and foresees the harm that war will do to ordinary people, it is no wonder that he is so frightened that he will kill everyone and take their souls to hell. ”

Because, even the fourth-level Grand Duke of Thorin could not stop the war between the Flying Flame Land and the Empire, and could not prevent the tide of the times from crushing over his own people, leaving behind a desperate ruin.

Just the many sad voices he heard on the scene today, the sad wives and mothers, the fathers and husbands who were so desperate that they just fought hard to listen to their speeches, their stories were enough to melt the hearts of many people whose hearts were like stone.

If the scale of the war were a little larger, then the Grand Duke of Thorin as a buffer zone would definitely be even more tragic.

In the heart of the Grand Duke, what he did was probably really an inevitable measure of desperation.

But Grand Duke Thorin was wrong. Ian thought so.

Because his hell is not perfect, the Dead King he designed is not a complete body.

So, it's up to him.

It was up to him to create a religion that would soothe the hearts of these wounded.

Yes, it is not science, but the cold facts of science do not comfort these desperate people - to tell a widow that her husband will never return, that death is an eternal separation, and that her life will not return to the way it used to be...... So what is the use of this being the truth?

What's more, in Terra, it's not the 'truth'.

In the future, Ian is almost guaranteed to have several wars, and by then, maybe more people will die.

Death should not be an obstacle to his plans, at least, it should not be so absolute to the end.

- Perhaps, the connection between the 'Guiding Star' and the Spiritual Calamity Path should be used here. I should try to find another technology related to the 'Dead King'...... Artificial souls are not just the energy pools of the Dead King, nor are they just the basis of the arcane path.

- Artificial souls, perhaps as a starting point for 'Second Life'...... Death is just the beginning!

Ian thought to himself. Through the unlocking of the heart light body, he has another plan in his heart.

Lowering his eyes, he looked at the people below the mountain.

I can't give you back the husbands, wives and children you lost, I can't turn back time and change all that.

- but I can at least give you a future. Even if it is death, it will not be a future of eternal farewell.

[I am the messenger of the dragon god, the prophet of thunder - I have defeated the constructed knights of the Flying Flame Land, defeated the Kod of the Jiamu tribe, and I am the one who crushes the traitor's plot and defeats the enemy's tricks]

I will lead you to victory, and another victory! 】

At this moment, Ian stepped forward, his voice echoing through the mountains.

The boy spread his hands and slowly walked down the stairs down the sacred mountain, the Magnetic Storm armor shining left and right beside him, and the steps of thunder shining with his steps.

He descended from the hill and stepped into the midst of the mountain people, and as he passed, chiefs of one tribe after tribe bowed down and saluted on one knee, and great crowds bowed in awe and hope to their messengers, their future hopes, and their stars.

Perhaps, in the distant future, there will be a world where no one will have to bow their knees to anyone.

But not now.

- I will lead you...... Go to the heavens.

Ian lowered his eyes, he came to the center of the crowd, and endured the worship of the crowd, with no sorrow or joy in his heart, only the most determined desire.

On January 1, 774, Ian became an emissary of the dragon god.

On the same day, Ian Yinfeng, the envoy of the dragon god, and Manya Avode, the head of the Nanling Mountain People, went to the Holy Land Steel Dragon's Lair together.

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