Richard stretched out his hand, and the crowd fell silent, waiting for the verdict of fate. Most people see despair in their eyes, but there are even more heavily armed warriors around.

"There may be fanatics among you who are the gods of war in the Highlands, but it doesn't matter, you can come out and come to my right hand. You are just ordinary people, unlike those clergy, and I do not require you to be converted, but the price of being a devout believer is that you will be turned into slaves. Others, as long as they swear to renounce their belief in the highland god of war, can continue to live here, and can get the status of civilians, I can guarantee that. ”

Richard's words immediately stirred up an uproar in the crowd, an unprecedentedly generous condition, which no one had ever heard of among the conquerors. In the history of the Faroes, religious wars were even more brutal than interracial wars, and when a religious city was captured, the inhabitants of the city were often killed in order to eliminate the believers of the opposing god at the root. Another reason for this is that fanatical believers are basically difficult to convert, and the beliefs of shallow believers cannot be discerned, and it is not known whether they are really shallow believers or fanatical believers in disguise.

The process of conversion was too long and uncertain, so the massacre was seen by many as an efficient method.

The same is true in the eyes of many gods.

Slowly, people began to step out of the crowd and towards the area that Richard had demarcated, and in this way they would fulfill their faith in the highland god of war. The rest are the majority, and there will definitely be fanatics with other minds in it, but I don't know how many. However, Richard is from Norland, a master plane that has been fighting for countless years, and has been fighting with the gods of other planes for countless years. There, the knowledge of fighting the gods has become a well-established system, and it has been systematically passed down among most of the powerful.

Richard waved his hand, and a line of knights lined up, escorting the rows of priests to the crowd. Tall knights galloped around the crowd, chanting constantly:

"The rest of the people should recite the hymns with the priests! Those who refuse to recite them are regarded as fanatical believers!"

The priests chanted mystical prayers, and under the threat of the knights' swords and guns, people began to follow them, and the number of them increased. Slowly, wisps of energy invisible to the naked eye began to rise, gradually permeating the crowd. The knights' piercing gaze swept over the crowd over and over again, snatching out the fanatics who refused to recite the hymns out of the crowd. At this moment, a young woman suddenly screamed in pain, fell to the ground, and rolled desperately, and after a while, a divine fire erupted from her seven orifices!

The people around her were in an uproar and retreated. People naturally know what this means, this is divine punishment! What did she do, she would actually attract the divine punishment of the highland god of war!

Then people remembered that she had just been chanting the same prayer as everyone else. But just casually following Nian Nian, why did he suddenly attract divine punishment!?

"Keep reading!!No one will stop!" the thunderous voices of the knights echoed.

The people continued to chant with trepidation, and suddenly they realized that the prayer was not as simple as they had imagined. In the crowd, an elderly man fell to the ground again, and a divine fire burned on his body. Immediately after, it was a man in the prime of life. In this way, one by one, the fanatics fell, and they all incurred the wrath of the highland god of war.

Richard did not pay attention to the painful fanatics, but looked up at the sky, his gaze had passed through the sky, and fell on the realm of the gods in the void, and shouted: "You are too embarrassed to call yourself a god, what can you do but punish your own devouts!"

Richard's questioning spread like thunder, not only for the people in the square to hear clearly, but also to echo in the kingdom of the highland god of war. At this time, there will be whispering voices in the kingdom of God from time to time, but the content is all curses and rebukes to the highland god of war. This is what the prayer is about, except that under the influence of the priest, if the fanatics recite the prayer, their voices will be heard by the God in whom they believe in it.

The highland god of war is not a tolerant god, and he is constantly insulted by hundreds of voices, even the best tempered god can hardly bear it, let alone the warlike highland god of war?

Ironically, the punishment of the gods can only fall on the fanatics. As Theodore the hypocrite said, faith is a noose, one end tied around the believer's neck and the other in the hands of the gods. The deeper the faith, the tighter the noose.

Now Richard understood that Theodore was a very radical hypocrite and blasphemer, and that his theories and methods, while very useful, and even inventive of a genre, were sometimes biased. The prayer ritual he designed was so effective that it used God's hand directly to identify the fanatics.

The ritual was still going on, with occasional burns, fanatics walking to designated areas, and others rushing madly at the knights and priests, intending to die with them. They immediately fell under the swords of those knights armed to the teeth, such a huge difference in strength, even if they burned all their fighting spirit and soul, they could not leave any wound on any knight.

Finally, the ritual came to an end. Richard had the fanatics taken away, and then said to the rest, "Congratulations, from now on, you are civilians in the Crimson Duchy." Soon you will know what this identity will bring you. ”

Richard's voice was unusually loud and clear under the influence of magic, but the people still left in disbelief. It wasn't until they made their way to their respective homes, still not seeing a deadly sword or magic attack, that they were relieved and hurried home. Then the bereaved families began to cry.

In the days that followed, Richard transformed the Temple of the Highland God of War into an altar to the Dragon of Eternity and Time, where he performed a sacrifice ceremony. This time the sacrifices were the ones that Richard had brought back from the battlefield of the Peerless Realm. Quicksand still used the Book of Time as an altar and presided over the sacrifice.

The sacrifice proceeded discreetly and quickly. The first time Richard chose the top sacrifice to sacrifice, and as a result, there were several choices that made Richard feel helpless. Richard immediately gave up the time-type charisma and chose the special equipment type charisma instead. In fact, Richard is not short of equipment now, only the equipment of the artifact level. The reason for this choice is that the grace of this special equipment has a rare explanation: "Choosing me means an additional gift to the person who presides over the ceremony." ”

When he saw this explanation, Richard was extremely speechless, and for some reason, a little irritation rose. This is indeed an option that he desperately needs lately, but he didn't expect it to appear in this way, and it is so obviously written. It's no wonder that so many powerful people have a lot of complaints about Eternity and the Dragon of Time, and now Richard finally understands that his hidden secrets can be snooped on and used by coercion.

No strong man would like this feeling of being manipulated, and neither would Richard, though he would have chosen it.

Richard suppressed his unhappiness and reached out to touch the ball of light, which represented special equipment, only to see a fragment of broken bone fall out of the cracked ball of light. Richard took it in his hand, and the remnants of the power of time transferred the purpose of this piece of bone to Richard's mind. This fragment can be used to repair most weapons, and has the potential to increase the weapon's level. But its best use is in weapons made from animal bones. This immediately reminded Richard of his own savage massacre, which he now uses as a dagger most of the time. Richard pulled out the savage slaughter and tried to put the bone fragment on the knife, but the bone fragment actually dissolved, and then immersed in the savage slaughter. The knife let out a low roar and trembled a few times, and the blade became more slender and slender, and the short knife became a little longer, barely shorter than the long knife.

After the change, the whole knife revealed a vast dark gray, and the breath became deeper, revealing a smell of rust. Upon inspection, Richard found that the knife had two more attributes, sharpness and armor-piercing. If it is against a barbarian, then these two attributes will become strong sharpness and strong armor piercing. With the addition of two stats, Savage Carnage has advanced to the Legend level.

From a quasi-legend to a legend, but consuming a top-level sacrifice, Richard couldn't help frowning. Now he could only hope that this divine favor would indeed be able to distribute additional divine grace to quicksand, as stated in the explanation.

At this moment, the quicksand outside the altar's light curtain suddenly shook slightly, revealing an unexpected color. She did feel that a great deal of divine grace was flowing to her, far more than she would normally get from presiding over a single worship ceremony. The other part of the divine grace continues to flow into the Book of Time, constantly strengthening this mysterious artifact. However, the divine grace left to Richard was barely enough for a high-level sacrifice, which was a top-level sacrifice! Quicksand did not interfere with the content of the sacrifice, how could it become like this? But before the sacrifice ceremony was over, it was not to be disturbed. Richard was in another time and space.

The sacrifice continued. Richard sacrificed nearly a hundred sacrifices in total, and the combined value was about the same as the two top sacrifices, but that meant the price of the sacrifices, and the total amount of charisma received was much more than the two top sacrifices. But the number of sacrifices was large and the level was low, and the end result was that there were no really useful and illustrious gifts. There is no bloodline ability, no powerful skills, no powerful fifth-order structure blueprints, and no Chosen Guardian. Richard was given several years of life, a pile of scraps, and a quasi-legendary hammer. This two-handed hammer is unusually large, the handle alone is three meters long, and the hammer head weighs several tons, and it can also release an extremely strong impact at the moment of smashing. With such a heavy hammer, Richard's command can also be picked up by Tiramisu.

Then, Richard looked at the several large and small hourglasses of time in his hand, and finally felt that he had not been so thoroughly pitted by the dragon of eternity and time. There are fewer of these dewdrops of life, but they are better than nothing.

ps: There have been a lot of things in the past two days, and I can only change it for the time being.