Dick and Demichra have already begun work on the formation of the Cult of the God of War, including recruiting craftsmen, building temples and churches in the major cities of the Miró Empire, selecting priests, priests, nuns, and bishops from among the faithful, revising the doctrine of the Cult of the Mars, and dividing the clergy.

After the investigation of Demehera and Dick, it was found that the followers of the god of war Trencius were a rather loose organization, they did not build temples and churches, did not have a special clergy to listen to the gods, and did not have their own independent armament like the Holy See of Light.

Trencius governed the faithful by herding cattle and grazing, going with the flow, believing or not believing voluntarily, and allowing the populace to pray directly to God without having to go through the clergy.

In the words of Demichra: it is a miracle that such a religious organization has survived until now!

Voluntary beliefs can ensure the devotion of believers, but it will turn away a large number of believers who have the potential to be cultivated. And the way believers pray directly to God without going through the clergy makes the whole organization lack centripetal force and becomes a plate of scattered sand.

Dick bought a prime lot of land in Mill Rock City to build the main church of the Cult of Mars, and he and Dimihra were watching the construction of the church at the construction site.

Standing in front of the half-carved statue of the god of war at the construction site, Dimihra said to Dick beside him: "I admit that the god of war, Trantheus, is a great man and a strong man who is not born in the world, even if I fight him in my heyday, I dare not say that I will definitely win."

However, his way of managing religion is naïve, and he really doesn't know how the belief in the god of war has been maintained to this day. In my opinion, not necessarily one of the ten people in the Miro Empire has faith. ”

Dick had to admit Dimichra's words. Because after refining the God of War Divine Position, he was able to sense the beliefs of the God of War believers. Naturally, the number of believers can also be calculated, and the number of God of War believers among the people of the Miro Empire is indeed not one in ten.

He began: "Believers should not be determined by numbers, but by whether they are pious or not." ”

Di Mihe stretched out a slender finger and shook it gently: "Wrong, the quantity of believers can make up for the lack of quality, and believers who are not very devout will also contribute the power of faith." You can't waste food just because it's not delicious. ”

She paused, then pointed to the pedestrians coming and going on the street and said, "You see, Shijie is full of people, and if you are a human being, you will encounter setbacks or problems, and when they hit a wall, you need to pour out their sorrows to the gods. Or maybe it's to set up a spiritual pillar for yourself. That's where God comes in.

But if you herd sheep and graze like Trantheus, the believers will have no way to talk, and they will miss out on the faith of many people. ”

"And what is the purpose of temples and churches?" Dick asked again.

"Temples and churches can gather some believers who are not very religious, such as holding a mass or a meeting from time to time, most of the people have a crowd mentality, if most of the people around them go to the religious service, they will follow." Over time, you can also be cultivated as a believer.

It is also to increase the cohesion and centripetal force between believers, and promote exchanges and feelings between believers. Strengthen their faith in God.

Another point is that the establishment of temples and churches is inevitably accompanied by the hierarchy of believers, such as the bishop is higher than the priest, the cardinal is higher than the bishop, and so on. In order to elevate oneself to one's own rank, whether for power or to prove one's faith in God, believers must devote themselves wholeheartedly to the Cult. ”

Dimichra spoke. Dick had no other reaction to do than keep nodding his head, and he was surprised, "Dimi." How do you know so much?"

Di Mihra said, "I'm copying the Bright Sect's set. Don't forget, I'm the first angel of battle under the throne of the Lord God. Haven't you ever eaten pork and seen a pig run?"

Dick had to admit that he was stronger than Demihera in both war and politics. But when it came to how to establish and govern a religion, he could only be an apprentice to Demichra.

Three days had passed in the blink of an eye, and during those three days, Dick had been busy mobilizing troops and forming a Protestant church. The formation of Protestantism is in a hurry, and it has only just begun in the past few days.

In the past three days, an interesting thing has happened, the Divine Dragon Tarot has been cowering in the Temple of the God of War for thousands of years, and because of the barrier of the Temple of the God of War, his aura has not been noticed by others. However, Dick brought the Immortal Sword to open the door of the Temple of War, causing his divine dragon's breath to leak out, so dozens of dragons have flown in to meet the divine dragon in the past few days, and more than half of the dragons have asked to serve by the divine dragon's side.

The Divine Dragon is the Sage of the Dragon Clan, the messenger of the Dragon God to the mortal world, and is synonymous with liliang, nobility, holiness and wisdom, so the dragons are proud to serve the Divine Dragon.

Now Tarot is accompanied by more than a dozen younger brothers regardless of food, clothing, housing and transportation, which can be described as majestic.

The strategic deployment of counterattacking the orcs was already in full swing, and in three days, the 300,000 reinforcements of the Xiuth Empire and the 300,000 demons of the Demon Legion all rushed to the outskirts of Mirrock.

The original garrison of the imperial capital of Mirrock had been led by Marshal Lupsas to the southern front, or by other generals to the territory of Faun. Therefore, the task of fighting back against the orcs fell on the newly arrived 600,000 legions.

Outside the city of Millrock, 600,000 troops stood quietly and solemnly, the army formation was like a mountain, the banner was like a cloud, and the armor was like a sea!

Emperor Mitte stood on the high platform and spoke to the 300,000 soldiers of the Huth Empire, while the demon legion stayed quietly, first, they could not understand the human language, and second, the demon legion was not afraid of death, and did not need to speak to boost morale.

"Soldiers of the Empire of Hughes, I, Mitt Miro, the Emperor of the Milo Empire are speaking to you! Although our human race is weak, it will not allow foreign people to be bullied!

However, the orc barbarians of the southern border have taken advantage of the civil strife and the vitality of our human race to invade, burning our villages, slaughtering our civilians, trampling our farmland, and raping our women!

Soldiers, these shameless orcs are so deceitful! They have committed unspeakable crimes on our land!

God mercy, the sword in our hands has not been exhausted in the civil war! There are still soldiers like you in the Terrans! Soldiers, you are the hope of the Terrans, the future of the Terrans!

Now, Prince Dick will lead you to the front line, so that you can face the orcs on the battlefield! Soldiers, use your swords to show these rude, savage, dirty, and impudent orcs what will happen to our people!

God bless the Terrans, long live the Terrans!"

"God bless the Terrans, long live the Terrans!" 300,000 soldiers roared and shouted in unison, and the sound rumbled through the nine heavens!

In the midst of such a call, the army burst out, and groups of soldiers with fierce fighting spirit embarked on the journey with the wrath of the Terrans.

At the same time, in the orc territory in the southern part of the Karimodan continent, Achilles, dressed in gold, was flapping the four wings behind his back and swept forward like the wind. The fierce wind blew her long hair wantonly, and her golden robe blew in the wind, hiding the graceful curves.

Just three days ago, Achilles, who couldn't feel Dick's soul breath, was still hesitating in the orc territory whether to return to the Holy See of Light to ask for the assistance of that group of human races, after all, it is a small matter to lose face, and it is a big matter to complete the task assigned by the main god. She didn't dare to risk her life to shiyan the patience of the Lord God.

But just when she was at a loss, the soul aura of that guy named Dick appeared in the Terran territory in the center of the Karimodan continent again. She was overjoyed by this discovery, which gave her the best of both worlds, saving face and fulfilling the mission of the Lord God.

In fact, if Achilles wanted to, he could fly at full speed, so that he could reach the territory of the Terrans a few days earlier. But Achilles, like almost all angels, is a creature that loves beauty, so she hates the dirty and rude orcs, so she arrogantly chooses to kill all the orc soldiers she encounters along the way. That's a lot of time.

However, she was not worried about accidents, because the last time Dick's aura disappeared in the south of the continent, and now he was in the center of the continent of Karimodan.

One of the enchantments in the mortal plane that shielded the perception of the superior gods was already remarkable, and Achilles would never believe that there would be a second enchantment that would cut off her perception of Dick. (To be continued......)