Chapter 1490: Divine Art Loophole, Priest Inheritance!

Outside the world of faith.

As the gambling battle officially started, the small-scale conflicts between humans and aliens became more intense and frequent, as if driven by the undercurrent before the storm.

However, although the tense atmosphere was so intense that it was almost condensed into substance, until the fifth day of the gambling battle, the two sides still miraculously maintained a delicate balance and did not allow the conflict to escalate further.

The reason is simple.

Both humans and aliens are waiting for the game to publish the real-time data in the gambling battle.

As long as you can gain a clear advantage in the gambling battle, you can naturally get a multiple morale boost in the outside world.

But if you see the data after the war and find that you are the disadvantaged party, it is very likely to cause a crushing defeat and cause a great rout.

Eastern New World.

Alien gathering palace.

Yin Yuan closed the game panel, retracted his gaze, and looked at the shadow inside the room.

"According to your design, as long as the human Su Mo enters the gambling space, he will definitely choose to take the path of the gods, and will eventually be firmly tied to our rules." His voice was low and magnetic, and every word revealed unquestionable confidence.

"I have to remind you that it will be a critical moment to verify whether your design can succeed!"

Chuckling.

As soon as the voice fell, a few cold and weird laughs immediately echoed in the shadows, like the low hum of a night owl, which made people feel cold.

"Lord Yin Yuan, we didn't say that we can get rid of Su Mo now, and we don't believe that these ambushes at the beginning will make Su Mo fall. After all, what kind of threat he is, you aliens should know much more clearly than us humans, but..." The voice in the shadow deliberately prolonged the tail tone, revealing a cunning.

"But what?"

Yin Yuan did not get angry, and his reaction was so calm that he seemed to have long been accustomed to the other party's response.

In the past few months of dealing with humans, the other party has indeed proved his ability with some practical actions.

And now it's time to reap the fruits. Why did you start to question it now?

"But the ambush we designed is always useful. Even if we can't cause him much trouble at present, we can use the data released by the game to infer the difficulties he is facing now. As long as there is no problem in this step, he will definitely fall into the trap we prepared step by step and die."

"Oh?"

Yin Yuan heard this and raised a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth.

His huge body also rose and fell gently with his breathing, constantly swallowing and exhaling the surrounding airflow, rolling up a series of tiny whirlwinds.

"It sounds good. Okay, wait for the data to be released. I hope you can give me a good explanation."

Soon, the time came to eight o'clock in the morning.

Several humans in the shadows immediately opened the game panel and began to carefully check the data released by the game.

Since this battle of faith was not broadcast live to the public, the data was all in text form.

It is divided into three lists:

Strength list.

Tribe list.

Faith list.

Among them, the strength list refers to the current divine arts rank of players after obtaining divine arts talents.

The tribal list is the size of the player's tribe, sorted by size, and only records the tribe controlled by the player. If you just join the tribe, you will not be on the list.

The last faith list is more complicated, requiring players to take root in the faith world and create their own faith.

The ranking is determined by the number and quality of believers.

And the current strength list, the human column is indeed empty.

Five days have passed, and still no one has obtained the talent for divine arts and the qualification to participate in the ranking.

On the other hand, the list of aliens can only record one thousand, all of which are full.

The strongest person has reached the eighth level priest, and the progress is far beyond the human side.

"Hahaha, it seems that the king's choice is indeed correct. Humans have no talent for divine arts at all. Even Su Mo has not been able to obtain the talent blessing for such a long time!" Yin Yuan was overjoyed.

And when he turned to the second tribal list, he looked at Su Mo hanging alone on it.

"Really arrogant, I didn't expect him to dare to step into the trap we prepared!"

Yin Yuan put away his smile again and snorted coldly.

"How is it, now he has fallen into the trap you prepared?"

"Yes, our most important plan succeeded."

It can be heard that several humans in the shadows secretly breathed a sigh of relief after reading the data.

What they are most worried about is that Su Mo will not play according to the routine and give up the path of choosing the gods.

In this way, no matter how many killer moves they arrange later, at the critical moment, Su Mo only needs to choose to surrender and withdraw, then this plan will be considered a complete failure.

"Next, it will be a step-by-step difficulty. When he finds that things are irreversible, even if he wants to run, he can't run away!"

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Faith World.

Fire Fist Tribe.

After realizing that he had finished showing the magic, Su Mo fell into a thoughtful silence.

Thomma paused and said loudly: "If the chief has any doubts, you might as well tell me all. I, an old man, have been to many places in the wasteland in my early years, and I may be able to say a thing or two."

A very miserable reality that must be faced.

Counting it, Su Mo is already the thirteenth chief of the Fire Fist Tribe.

Thomas was the second priest of the Fire Fist Tribe. He alone defeated seven tribal leaders.

"Well, I'm thinking, since the level of a priest is affected by the number of times the magic is released, then we humans haven't developed a... ninth-level magic that can be released many times a day to quickly increase the level? "

Sumo captured the problem with this system.

Using the number of releases to divide strength is indeed a simple and crude way of dividing.

As long as it can be ensured that the divine magic possessed by humans can be controlled no matter how it is combined or how many divine minerals are used to increase the number of releases in a single day.

Then within one year, absolutely no player will be able to upgrade their level to a high level, and it can also ensure that the world's strength structure at the beginning of the structure will not be affected and change.

However, this crude approach also leaves an obvious loophole.

What if humans mastered a magical technique that could be released a hundred, two hundred, or even a thousand times a day?

Perhaps the power of this magical spell is very small, and it is not even combat-oriented, but the upgrade of the priest's level does not mention any restrictions on the power or type of divine spells.

As long as the magic has gained a level, it will all be included in the number of times the magic is released.

And mastering this method, even if there are not enough divine mines, is still equivalent to having the ability to mass-produce high-level priests.

"Uh..." Thomas pondered for a moment.

"Patriarch, I have indeed heard of the magic you mentioned, old man. It is rumored that in the rare cracks, those large tribes with hundreds of thousands of people have a variety of basic spiritual skills in their hands. Although these magics are of different levels, It’s low, but the number of releases per day is ten times that of magical spells of the same level!”

"Oh? Then why are they unwilling to share it with other humans?" Sumo asked in surprise.

Considering the current situation of human beings in the world of faith, only by allowing more people to become priests and increase their strength can humans get out of the radiation cracks and kill the black disaster monsters.

"It's not that we don't share, it's that the cost of sharing is too high." Thomas shook his head and sighed.

"Chief, do you know how the parchment scroll I gave you was made?"

"Parchment rolls..."

Somo pondered.

That parchment really didn't look like a mortal thing, and it didn't look like something a small tribe like Fire Fist could possess.

"From the very beginning, the divine arts mastered by the priests were rewards from gods and were not discovered by us humans. Therefore, due to this restriction, we priests cannot tell other humans about the specific content of divine arts through oral transmission. Even if the other party is also a priest."

"So everyone had to find another way to pass on the inheritance, and finally found the only way, which is to use a special method to engrave the magic they mastered on the carrier before death, so that later people who gain the talent of magic can The reading carrier attempts to learn these magical arts.”

"However, let's not talk about the success rate of burning with this method. Even if the burning is successful, the number of times the carrier can be read and studied is fixed, depending on the strength of the priest. For example, the parchment in our hands was studied by three people. It will be completely useless later.”

"Huh? Is that so?"

Su Mo couldn't help but feel shocked.

The design of human beings in the world of belief is really exhaustive, and even this point has been fully considered.

If the inheritance of divine magic can only be obtained by the death of the old person and the new person, then the number of priests is actually fixed!

Even the human players who entered the world of faith received three kilograms of divine minerals, held a prayer ceremony, and obtained magical talents.

There will also be a group of people who have no place to obtain the inheritance of divine magic, so they may have talents and be unable to practice and use them.

"Too cruel!"

Sumo couldn't help but improve his previous evaluation of the designer by one point again.

But what Thomas said is not all bad news. For example, this kind of magic that is of the same level but can be released ten times as many times does exist.

Since it exists, can we directly use the system to upgrade it and create an experience-earning magic spell exclusive to the Fire Fist tribe?

The dilemma they are facing now is that Shadu, the high priest of the Benlei tribe, is too strong.

But as long as Thomas' strength can be increased to the same level as Shado, or even stronger than Shado, wouldn't the current predicament be easily solved?

Thinking like this, Sumo suddenly couldn't help coughing twice and felt a tightness in his chest.

Forehead.

Got a cold?

Feeling something strange coming from his body, Sumo felt helpless.

The people who designed the gambling space brought the physical fitness of all participating players back to their original shape, which undoubtedly increased the threat of nuclear winter.

But having said that, it is quite impressive that the body that has been restored to its original shape can endure a four-day long journey in low temperature weather.

Keep all your thoughts in your stomach for now.

After telling Thomas that he would find a way, Somo strolled around the Fire Fist tribe.

There are a total of sixty-seven houses used to live in the tribe.

Most of them are simply built with simple wooden boards, bark, and animal skins. The roof cover is thin, and the corners will lift when the wind blows.

Many of the houses are empty and have been temporarily requisitioned by the tribe and turned into warehouses for debris. You can tell from the dust on the debris that the owner has not been back for a long time.

Walking on the tribal trails, Soma could see the residents trying every means to make up for their material scarcity.

The shabby clothes have been mended repeatedly, and they have long been unable to recognize the color they were before.

The women wore wide, ill-fitting shoes and walked crookedly.

Several men sitting outside the house were making daily necessities with scrap metal and old wood collected from somewhere.

"Chief, you are awake. Yesterday's candy was so delicious!"

"Chief, chief, when can we get that kind of candy again?"

"Chief, can you be a priest now?"

"Chief, look at the weather this year. I am afraid the food harvest is not optimistic. What should we do?"

"Chief..."

When Su Mo walked by, the men and women in the tribe immediately came up, showing no restraint at all.

Perhaps because everyone didn't know that the food was about to run out, Su Mo felt that the mental state of these people present was healthier than the survivors of the three years in the wasteland outside.

Is this the power of faith?

Thinking so in his heart, Su Mo quickly walked to the most important place in the entire tribe.

Greenhouse.

"Chief, why are you here so late?"

The devout believer 'Nong Cao' who was responsible for taking care of the greenhouse came up to him, with mud on his dark face.

Behind him was an oval yurt, about four times the size of an ordinary house.

With the heat provided by the heating tower, the plants in the greenhouse grew quickly, and it was an important source of food for the survivors in the world of faith.

"Are you still tending to the farmland so late?"

"Hey, I just dug out a batch of potatoes. Although they are a little small, they can always fill my stomach."

Nong Cao smiled innocently, pushed open the door of the greenhouse, and Su Mo walked in.

The smell inside was not pleasant. The dung buckets used for fertilizer were placed on the right hand side of the entrance, with four large buckets.

But in this environment, no one obviously cared about the smell.

Su Mo bent down and picked up a potato from the pile of potatoes dug out by Nong Cao. It was about half the size of a fist.

"We grow early-maturing varieties, and it only takes about fifty days to harvest once."

"Only potatoes?" Su Mo raised his head.

"We only have potatoes now. We used to grow wheat, but when the Benlei tribe came to plunder last time, they not only took away our flour, but also all the seeds."

Potatoes alone won't do...

Although potatoes contain more starch and dietary fiber, they are good carbohydrates, but humans need a lot of minerals and vitamins, as well as dozens of different amino acids, to survive.

If we can't get them from food, our bodies will become weaker and weaker.

Before entering the gambling space, Su Mo also put a lot of high-yield and disaster-resistant seeds that have been improved several times in Tianyuan Territory into the soul carrier just in case.

But distant water cannot quench immediate thirst. The key now is to overcome the many difficulties that are coming.

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