Chapter 27 The Ideal of Aliens

Io was skeptical at the time, because the dragons of eternity and time did not need faith, and Richard, who had a brood, would never lack warriors. Implementing Richard's policies would only be a waste of time, and the results would not seem to be obvious.

What can a barbarian do if he refuses to give in? The slave traders there had countless ways to get them to their knees, and it was wisdom to leave the problem to the professionals.

At that time, Richard smiled and said, "I just want them to have a better life, and we have the ability, and it won't take too much." โ€

The Battle Priest continued to object with a shout, for in his view, dimensional warfare was the process of chasing resources and profits. In the past, there were also many Norland nobles who implemented the policy of softness in the Alien Plane Dominion, but most of them failed. That's why there is such a saying: "The orcs of Norland are more beautiful than the elves of the different planes." โ€

Plane-based hatred is irresolvable, abstractly speaking, a clash of different systems of rules.

Richard did not refute the words of Iran and Russia, but directly announced that the war in the ancestral highlands would be carried out according to this plan. After making the decision, Richard said: "I came here for profit and strength, but I might as well pursue some ideals in the process." โ€

"Contradictory, and meaningless. Io said. In the eyes of a true clergyman, the world can always be divided into two camps, and other things can be dealt with in the same way.

"Definitely. Richard admitted with a laugh.

A few years later, when Richard returned to Faro, the policy had already spread widely. The repercussions evoked in races such as orcs and barbarians were not as intense as those of the human nations.

The Faro is the dominant plane of the Terrans, and the Terrans' war strategy against the aliens is to exterminate, snatch everything that can be moved, kill all those who resist, and turn the living into slaves and resell them to distant lands. Therefore, Richard's behavior is an outlier for the entire human race, and it is difficult to accept.

If it weren't for the title of the Three Goddesses and the Spear of Divine Punishment on Richard's head, there might be someone who would have doubted that he was a devil from another plane.

Today, however, the effects of these policies are being felt, not least by Richard's growing alien army, but also by the calm in the occupied territories. Along the way, Richard's troops encountered little attack by barbarians. Of course, under normal circumstances, the human nations would be equally calm after conquering the alien lands, because they had killed all the aliens who might resist.

On the vast ancestral plateau, Richard's Doomsday World Tree Battle Banner moved forward steadily, and one military flag after another gathered around this battle flag, and each battle flag was a battle-hardened force.

Hundreds of bats and eagles flew in the air, monitoring the movements within a radius of 100 kilometers. There were more than a dozen sub-brains that followed the army, and under their coordination, the army of nearly 100,000 people moved in unison, as neat as a plane.

Richard and his followers were now standing on the back of the chrysalis, looking down at the slowly advancing army below.

Richard finally smiled and said, "With such an army, I can easily defeat the enemy's million-strong army." That's all the army that the four true gods can muster, right?"

"You don't spend much less on this army than the enemy's million-strong army. What's so strange about winning the war?" quicksand had habitually poured cold water on Richard.

Richard shook his head and said, "If I command it myself, I don't need so many people, these troops are left for you." โ€

"The war with the Four True Gods may not be as easy as you think, be careful. Quicksand said solemnly.

"I understand. โ€

A few days later, this torrent of steel had already stepped on the Lesser Ancestral Origin Heights, and at a distance of thirty kilometers from the Great Temple of the Highland God of War, it encountered for the first time an army of believers of the Highland God of War. It was an army of nearly 10,000 men, with a haphazard set of equipment and weapons, and a large number of races, and it was a complete rabble.

In the center of this team, there is also a tall mobile tower on which four ** barbarians with upper bodies beat war drums, and a colorful priest is desperately dancing a war dance, praying for victory. There was indeed a faint light of encouragement shining on the believers, but it was too insignificant compared to the crimson army on the other side, armed to the teeth.

In the face of Richard's army, which had absolute superiority in all aspects, they actually took the lead in attacking and charging frantically, completely unable to talk about formation and coordination.

Richard's torrent of steel was only slightly hindered, and it crushed the fanatics and continued towards the Grand Temple of the High God of War.

At dusk, Richard and Quicksand stepped into the Grand Temple of the Highland God of War.

This great temple has not been built for a long time, and due to the lack of materials in the ancestral highlands, it is more magnificent than luxurious. Inside the 50-meter-high temple, the highland god of war stands 30 meters high. Judging from the appearance of the idol, the highland god of war appears to be a barbarian warrior, wearing a horned helmet and four arms, holding a sword, an axe, a hammer, and a shield. Three of them were the weapons of the barbarian samurai.

From time to time, a pale red glow flashed across the idol, which meant that the will of the highland god of war was still in the idol. However, at this time, all of his high-level magicians were arrested and handed over to Clark and Nayu, who naturally had a way to temporarily isolate the passage between the clergy and the gods. Therefore, even if the highland god of war wanted to communicate with Richard, he could not find the clergy to carry it.

In fact, Richard did this, which was equivalent to cutting off the communication channel with the highland god of war, because Li sensed that there was nothing to talk about. His purpose in waging this divine war was not even to conquer, but only to destroy miรจ.

"It is said that hundreds of years ago, the Highland God of War was not like this. He looked more like a human-dwarven hybrid, holding a sword and shield in his hands, and only two arms. โ€

Quicksand was also looking at the idol and said, "That's normal. Many gods of this plane, especially those with weak divine power, will change their image in order to gain more power of faith, so as to get closer to the race that intends to develop believers. In this way, it will be easier to get the approval of believers, and the development of faith will be faster. โ€

"But in this way, isn't their divine image fixed by the believers?" Richard said.

"That's true. So many of the weak gods in those planes are guys who don't have much discipline. Take your three goddesses, for example. Speaking of this, Quicksand's tone was a little strange.

Richard immediately digressed from the subject, and this was not an issue that could be explored in depth.

The three goddesses had seduced Richard with various clergy more than once, and there were more and more young and beautiful girls among the clergy in Bluewater Oasis City, and there were even teenagers. They also hinted to Richard through the priests that their goddess or even the incarnation might have a wonderful night with Richard if necessary. If quicksand would be happy about it, hell would it.

Quicksand didn't pursue it anymore. The Three Goddesses are Richard's biggest disguise in Faro, and they have been tied to Richard's chariot, no matter how unhappy she is, she will not push this kind of ally out.

The current situation of the highland god of war is actually not as good as the three goddesses, and his best way out is to join Richard like the three goddesses, but unfortunately he hesitated and missed the opportunity. Now I want to defect to Richard, but it's too late. Richard had decided to use him as an example to show the local gods of Farrow what would happen to his enemies. Pulling and cracking down is the most effective way to do this.

"I'll see what else is in this temple first. With that, Richard raised his head and scanned the entire temple. In his eyes, the tangible material structure of the temple was becoming transparent layer by layer, and no secret could be hidden.

Richard suddenly snorted softly, staring at the center of the idol's eyebrows. There was a thick shadow hovering there, blocking the power of insight.

Richard unleashed a levitation spell and rose to the head of the idol, taking a closer look at it. The shadow is less than half a meter inside the head and doesn't look big. So he pulled out his short knife and dug into the statue, and in a moment there was a soft sound from the tip of the sword, touching something hard. Richard picked it with a short knife, and a fist-sized metal ball was dug out.

This metal ball was dark black, polished to an extremely smooth finish, it was extremely heavy, a small thing, and it actually weighed more than a ton! If it weren't for Richard's early vigilance, he found that something was wrong, and immediately sent out several magic spells, almost dropping this thing by mistake.

Richard held the metal ball and looked closely, only to find that its surface was not a pure arc, but a curved surface made of countless tiny triangles. Each triangle seemed to be able to be subdivided into more triangles, and when Richard's natural eyesight was no longer sufficient to distinguish them, and thus his abilities were mobilized, the number of triangles that could be seen increased exponentially. In the blink of an eye, Richard felt a dizziness in his head, and his calculation power had reached its limit.

Richard landed in the air, handed the metal ball to Quicksand, and asked, "What is this?"

Even Richard didn't have a clue about this thing, and in dimensional exploration, the more mysterious something tends to be, the more valuable it is.

Quicksand took the metal ball, and even though Richard's additional magic effect was still there, her hand still sank slightly, and then steadied. She showed a slight look of surprise, and then looked at it carefully, and the more she looked at it, the more solemn her face became.

Without saying a word, Quicksand opened the Book of Time and placed the metal ball on one of the pages. Countless threads of time emanated from the pages, wrapped around the metal orb, then submerged into the orb, and then disappeared without a sound. Quicksand continues to infuse the Book of Time with the power of time, and more threads are wrapped around the metal ball. However, no matter how many timelines appeared, they were swallowed up by this mysterious metal ball, but there was no reaction.