Woo......

The head of the steam locomotive, with a large amount of black smoke emitting from the front of the locomotive, dragged one carriage after another on the tracks and drove into the Mumo steam train station.

Watching the huge train rush in, the hired slaves and civilians waiting on the train platform hurriedly took a few steps back, looking at the steam train with a frightened and happy expression, and the merchant standing at the back of the platform immediately drove these people up excitedly when he saw the train.

"Hurry up and unload. ”

"Hurry up, don't rub it, you have to finish it before dark today, otherwise you won't have anything to eat." ”

"Hurry up and get to work. ”

"Be careful, don't miss my goods. ”

In the steam train station, a shouting was remembered.

As early adopters of the steam train for the first time, they were initially very skeptical of the so-called steam train, could this unmagical thing really transport things quickly and cheaply?

You know, it takes days for them to transport goods from one kingdom to another with pigs.

After the Tritheistic Sect promised free shipping and ten times the compensation for the loss of the goods, they handed over the goods to them for delivery, and it turned out that it was only a little over a day before they arrived?

Dressed in a craftsman's costume and a short shirt, Ieta Cavendil looked at the scene with a happy expression, and he could feel that a new authority was being born, and because it was a new authority, it didn't have a name yet, so he planned to name it 'rails'!

"Great Lord. Following him, the man with obvious half-breed characteristics bent down and whispered, "His Majesty the Pope has died in battle, and it was the goddess of the forest who killed him, and the evil god has descended." ”

I knew he was dead, and I knew he was dead before you did, because I knew when he was going to die before he died, but I didn't expect him to die from God...... Ieta Cavendil listened to the archbishop's words, and his eyebrows furrowed.

Now things have come to the point where the gods are descending? This is much earlier than I expected, these gods with sensitive noses like hyenas are more hostile to steam than I thought, and they value steam more than I thought, and they don't have any time left for me, and they strangled 'steam with all their might'.

Fortunately, I am now a doppelganger of the God of Craftsmen in the eyes of the outside world, and with the level of the goddess of the forest, he does not dare to appear in front of me, otherwise, I will be the one who faces the gods.

Ieta Cavendil closed his eyes and began to prophesy the future, and pictures of the future came to his mind, although in the foreseeable and not-too-distant future, under the influence of the God of Craftsmen, the Church of the Trigods became his enemy, and he should be happy that the Pope of the Tritheism was killed in battle and weakened.

But the opposite is true, because it is still too early, and at this time, he still needs to use the power of the Tritheistic Cult to promote steam.

After a moment, he said in the same tone that the god of craftsmen usually spoke when he descended on the gods, "I will entertain him in my kingdom." ”

"Praise be to my Lord. "The mixed-race man bent his waist deeper, and his head was buried deeper.

Of course you have to praise.

Looking at the archbishop, who was not sad about the Pope's death, he sneered in his heart, You are very happy that the Pope died in battle, after all, you are a contender for the Pope's position, under normal circumstances, according to the age of the Pope, you will need to stay up for at least another fifty years before you have the opportunity to take over the Pope's throne, and now that it has been so long in advance, you are happy in your heart.

"Let Kohler take over as pope. ”

Kohler ...... Taking over as pope?...... The mixed-race man was stunned at first, and then buried his head in his stomach like a mourner.

"Yes, my lord. ”

Kohler, but his nemesis.

Finished.

After the mixed-race man left, Ieta Cavendir muttered, "Don't worry, I'm optimistic about you." ”

Through the prophecy, he had already seen the end of this half-breed becoming the Pope and the total destruction of the Tritheistic Cult, and such a capable person would of course stay until the Tritheistic Sect became his enemy before letting him ascend to the throne.

"And the goddess of the forest, when you descend next time, I'll give you a surprise!" the corners of Ieta Kavendil's mouth turned up.

He closed his eyes and quietly prayed in his heart, "Lord of the Great Morning Sun, Loshanda, your descendants pray for you to descend your power. ”

The light of the morning sun flowed down like flowing water, and a vague, cold, and unconscious golden figure slowly descended from the extraterritorial void, landing behind Iyeta Cavendil, merging into his body.

After the fall of Loshanda, the Lord of the Dawn, the House of Cavendir acted at the will of the great god to bring him back, and although the day of his return seemed far away, he still gathered a great deal of power for him, and now he borrowed it.

Ieta Cavendil opened his eyes, and a faint golden glow appeared under his eyes.

A faint white light emerged from his wrist.

......

At the headquarters of the Ice Church, Epram Clell, who has changed his appearance into an archbishop, meets with the Pope of the Church, and although the priest of the gods has many ways to see through this change, no one will throw detection magic on a person of high authority in his idleness.

Moreover, as a blasphemous priest, he used the ability of 'deceitful lies' to steal a large amount of divine power from the Ice Goddess, so his body was filled with the breath of the Ice Goddess.

Who would have thought that a priest with the aura of a corresponding god would be a false priest?

The Pope, kneeling in front of the statue of the goddess, muttered in a low voice, as if he was communicating with someone.

As he communicated, the majesty of the gods quickly emerged from the statue of the goddess.

Without any hesitation, Efram Krell showed a fanatical expression, "Praise the goddess." ”

Golden divine power surged from the void, with a solemn smell, and landed on Epram Krell's body, and the aura on his body began to climb up steadily, but in a moment, his priest level climbed from level 23 to level 31.

"It's a pity, Charismatic is a false priesthood, not my real professional blasphemy priesthood. Efram Krell thought regretfully.

His priest rank was disguised through the ability to blaspheme the priest, not to mention that it was as high as level 31 at this time, in fact, no legendary-level divine magic could be released.

"Durham, you have done a good job, and when our lord takes control of the 'newspaper', he will elevate you to a demigod. The Pope whispered.

He was responded to by the frenzied cry of Epram Crell, "Praise be to the Goddess!"

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