"Evacuated. ”

Jiang Hao, who was sitting on the throne of the gods, was slightly stunned after seeing the movements of the goddess of the forest, the authority of 'agriculture' and the authority of 'forest' are opposites, the expansion of agricultural authority will erode the authority of the forest, on the contrary, the expansion of the authority of the forest will also erode the authority of agriculture.

He had thought that the goddess of the forest, out of consideration for curbing her own development, would do something to the followers of the former god of craftsmen, the current craftsmen and the god of steam, Ieta Kavendil, and force those believers to convert, as long as they wavered in their faith once, these believers would not be so devout after believing in Iyeta Cavendir, the god of craftsmen and steam.

I didn't expect the goddess of the forest, Alona, to choose to back down.

"But that's fine, the backlash of the wheel of fate is always the sword of Damocles hanging above my head, and it will fall at any time, there is no need to make a feud with the goddess of the forest, otherwise the bad luck of the backlash will be in trouble if it takes effect at a critical moment. ”

The power of fate is too elusive to be vigilant at all times...... Jiang Hao sighed in his heart, no wonder the gods were so hostile to fate, and in awe of the goddess of luck Temorrah and the goddess of bad luck Bunsaba, they intentionally or unintentionally suppressed the church of these two goddesses......

The two powers of good luck and bad luck, even if bad luck is counted, good luck should be the most extensive authority of the otherworldly faith, but in the main plane, there are few believers in these two goddesses, which is not common sense.

"And the Night Lady, an ancient and great divine power that has existed since the birth of the main plane, the vampires and werewolves he created have been driven to untouched places by humans, and the faith of his two major incarnations, the Moon Demon God and the Mother of Inertia, has not been able to spread in the human world. ”

Although there are reasons why he doesn't pay attention to this, I am afraid that it is also indispensable to the tacit suppression of the gods. ”

"If I can hold the power of fate, I must hide this information...... Great divine power is certainly an existence that stands at the top of the gods, but it is not a completely invincible existence. ”

He pondered for a moment, shifting his gaze from the priest of Elona, the goddess of the forest, to the priest of Ieta Cavendir, the craftsman and god of steam.

He saw the priest named Areka standing in the square, shouting at the countless believers who had gathered,

"Just now my master craftsman and the god of steam sent an oracle, and he changed his name to the god: Ieta Cavendil!"

This shocking news shocked the minds of these believers who had just been forced to change their faith, and when they reacted, they looked at Aleka with stunned eyes, the priest they were so familiar with before.

If it were a different person, if it weren't for the fact that the god of craftsmen had changed his honorific title before, they would have rushed up to say something in anger and killed the person who said it.

Someone blurted out his doubts, "Is this true? Lord Alekka, have you really received an oracle? Is it true that the great god has changed his name the same way he changed his honorific name last time?"

"Yes, I did receive an oracle. Aleka said categorically, and in order to enhance his persuasiveness, he also unleashed a magic spell to bless those who questioned him.

Feeling the familiar, warm aura filling his body, the man quickly accepted the news and said excitedly, "It's the power of God, Lord Yaleka didn't lie to us. ”

The moment his words fell, one excited voice after another sounded, bringing a rhythm,

"God didn't abandon us, God didn't fall, He just changed His name. ”

"Praise you for your great craftsman and god of steam, Iyeta Cavendil. ”

“...... Areka was such a clever man that he could think of a fake oracle to claim that the god of craftsmen had sent an oracle to change his god's name, and he also brought his own navy. ”

"It's really a talent, it's just that the naval army he found is not very good at business ability, and he can only fool those civilians who don't have much knowledge, and the civilians, nobles, and professionals who have a little insight will feel that it is too pretentious. ”

"Let me help you. ”

Jiang Hao sat on his divine throne and saw this scene, grabbed the connection between Yaleka and himself, and threw his divine power down.

In the crowd, Charfil lowered his head and listened to the increasingly frenzied voice in his ears, a disdainful smile on his lips.

Stupidity.

The deity changed the name because the authority held by the deity changed, and why did the name of the deity change?

However, these believers still think that the god has just changed his name, and if the god of craftsmen finds out that his believers are so stupid, he will have to crawl back from the astral realm and scold his believers for being stupid and continue to lie in the astral realm.

I don't know which god slew the god of craftsmen and took his honorific name...... Charfi thought to himself that the vision that appeared in the sky some time ago and the collective loss of the ability to release divine magic by the priests of the god of craftsmen were all indicating that the god of craftsmen had fallen, but he had no idea of debunking this deception.

Because he found that the priest named Areka was still able to unleash divine magic.

Being able to unleash the divine magic means that other gods are intervening, and behind this matter is the will of the gods.

Suddenly, all the voices in his ears disappeared in vain.

Charfi looked up curiously, and then her gaze froze.

He saw a blurry golden figure condense into the sky above the square, and gradually, the golden figure condensed, and a familiar face was reflected in his pupils.

A loud voice resounded throughout the kingdom of Holy Vixima,

"I have changed my name to Iyetta Cavendir, the god of artisans and steam!"

"We will follow your will, great craftsman and god of steam, Ieta Cavendil. ”

A neat voice came out in the square, and countless believers looked at the figures in the sky excitedly, and faith flowed along the transparent lines to the unknowable places that even Jiang Hao's eyes could not see.

The god of craftsmen, Gondefrank, how could it be, hadn't he already fallen?

Charfi's heart welled up with incredible emotion.

......

Dangdang, Dangdang –

A train spewing black smoke runs on the tracks.

Antonio, with a red rat with a big tail lying on his shoulder, sat on a hard iron plate, and next to him was Muvik, the god of savages, Vimenaga, the god of vipers, and Brent, the god of the valley.

On his side, several people with fanny packs were engrossed in playing the Brigade Mage card.

"Antonio, it's been more than ten days, haven't you chosen a place to preach?" Viminaga, the serpent god who learned Transfiguration from Antonio, transformed himself into a majestic young man with well-developed muscles exposed and his hair shaved down.

God told them to find a place to preach, but Antonio took the train for more than ten days, passed through several kingdoms, and after a few hours at a time, he said it was not suitable, and then continued to call it a train to the next location.

If he didn't believe that Antonio couldn't have betrayed under the eyes of the gods, he would have wondered if Antonio didn't want to preach

"This thing called a train really makes me uncomfortable. ”

It didn't like a space so small, even if it used the transformer and the train had enough carriages to accommodate him.

"I'm going to have to wait a little longer. Antonio thought as he looked out the window at the rapidly receding landscape.

The god of agriculture asked him to find a place to preach, but after hundreds of thousands or millions of years of cultivation, all the places on the main plane that were inhabited were shrouded in the brilliance of the gods.

Compete with those gods for believers? Of course, but the problem is that it takes too much time, think about it, if you were a believer, would you let go of the gods that you have believed in for generations and believe in a new god?

Although it is possible to obtain believers by sending down divine graces, the cost of doing so is too great for the gains.

Therefore, he wanted to choose a country that believed in weak gods to preach, and then erase the faith in this god little by little through time, and implant the belief in the god of agriculture into it.

"Actually, the Sassanid kingdom is quite suitable, the sacrificial god they believe in is weak, the reputation is not obvious, and they are not members of any god system, but unfortunately there are too many people who believe in the Lord of the Dawn there, and it is about to become a country that believes in the Lord of the Dawn. Antonio looked out the window and thought to himself.

The church on the Christian plane will generally choose a certain kingdom to deepen, make it its own church, and then use this church as the core to infiltrate and preach to other kingdoms.

The Sassanid Kingdom is a cult of sacrificial gods, but it is so infiltrated by the Church of the Dawn that it will become the Church of the Dawn in a few decades.

In a beeping sound, the Mercedes-Benz train stopped, and the horn in the train sounded, alerting the passengers inside to a certain place.

Antonio got out of the car, politely found a middle-aged man who was unloading, and asked softly, "Hello, can you take me to the temple with the most people in the city to pray?"

Hello, no.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth to refuse, he had not finished unloading, and the hateful overseer who had not finished unloading would have said, 'Oh, the great god of cool officials, look what Fornes has done today?' He did not unload but accompanied a stranger to the temple in town, and I must deduct his salary for today.'

But as soon as Fornes refused, he was about to speak, when he saw the strange man tossing a silver coin in his left hand.

"Take me to the most populous temple in the city, and then it'll be yours. ”

Scold...... Am I, Ferns, the kind of person who is greedy for money?

"Hello sir, the most populated temples in the city are the Temple of Cool Officials and the Temple of Vengeance, which one are you going to?" said Ferns, with a flattering smile on his face.

A silver coin is his salary for ten days, and he can earn it just by taking someone there, and when the damn overseer comes to ask, he says he's not feeling well today.

"Which temple has the most people?" asked Antonio.

"It's pretty much the same, but there are more of them in the Cool Priest Temple. ”

"Then go to the Temple of the Cool Officials. Antonio smiled.

"Wait a minute, I'll take you right away. ”

Ferns quickly carried the goods forward, the goods that used to make him feel heavy suddenly became much lighter, and after unloading the goods, he turned back to his acquaintance and shouted, "Hey, Lucci, if the overseer comes and asks me why I am not there, you tell him that I am not feeling well, and go home first." ”

"Remember to treat me to a glass of wine when you come back. The man known as Ruchi said with envy on his face, and he had listened to the conversation between the man and Fornes the whole time.

"Hey, I'll talk about it when I get back. ”

"If you don't invite me to drink, I'll tell you your wife that you climbed into Hypatia's bed last time. ”

"I'll invite you to drink when you come back. ”

Antonio followed Ferns into the inner city, and with the situation around him in mind, he suddenly asked, "By the way, can you tell me what other temples are in the city besides the Temple of the Cool Officials and the Temple of Vengeance?"

"There are also the Temple of Dawn, the Temple of Night, the Temple of Justice, the Temple of Order, and the Temple of Death. Ferns replied.

Temple of Justice? Antonio was stunned for a moment, didn't the God of Justice have fallen? Why is there still a temple here? Could it be that the God of Justice has not fallen? He took this question to heart and asked curiously,

"Are there many people who go to the five temples of Dawn, Night, Justice, Order, and Death?"

"It's not a lot of it. Ferns replied casually, "Sir, here we are." ”

Following Ferns's gaze, Antonio saw a splendid temple flanked by ordinary-looking carriages.

He raised his right hand, tossed the silver coin in his hand, threw it to Ferns, and said with a smile,

"Thank you for leading the way, one last question, can you tell me how to pray to the god of cool officials?"

Looking at the face of the silver coin, Ferns prayed in front of Antonio without hesitation,

"The tenth king of the nine hells;

"The Forsaken King of the Demon Pit;

"The patron of the cruel officials!"

"Thank you very much for your help. Antonio thanked him and walked towards the temple.

A quarter of an hour later, Antonio came out of the temple, and he searched the streets of the city, and finally found a little boy who was dragging a broken leg and selling matches, and walked past.

"Want to heal your leg?" Antonio asked, smiling, exuding a reassuring breath of relief.

"Yes. The little boy's eyes lit up with longing and hope.

"Take it and go to the priest of the Temple of Justice. ”

The red light belonging to the ruby passed under the little boy's eyes and fell into his hand, and Antonio said gently, "He will cure you." ”

Holding the brilliant red gem in his hand, the little boy was stunned for a moment, and an emotion called ecstasy crept into the little boy's heart.

After being stunned, he rushed out, obviously dragging his broken leg and obviously unable to move, but at this moment, the little boy walked faster than an adult with two intact legs.