Chapter 102 Cutting Off Faith

The rain gradually stopped.

As the evening fell, the group finally chose to settle down and set up camp. They had been traveling in the rain for a whole day, and if they continued like this, they might not be able to hold on. There was a lot of people outside, because it was not easy to set up a bonfire after it rained just now, and many soldiers could only swallow dry food soaked in water. But there is no bonfire at night. Everyone is soaked and the cold wind blows overnight, and tomorrow will basically be affected. These soldiers don't have much extraordinary physique.

Sir Eden sent someone to find some dry firewood, and he himself ordered a small stove to be prepared and sent to the carriage.

There is a charcoal stove in the team, that kind of exquisite and small copper stove, you can cook something directly with charcoal, but it is only enough for one or two people. The inside of the carriage is like another space, everything outside will not interfere here, as if there is some invisible force, the others become very quiet after approaching the carriage.

Time passed bit by bit.

As the sky grew dark, bonfires were lit outside, and soldiers boiled a large pot of broth.

Sir Eden ate some dry food casually, then drank a large bowl of thick soup, and then he began to arrange sentries for the night watch. He is a veteran who retired from the battlefield. The title of knight was bestowed by his master. After the master passed away, the object of his allegiance became the eldest daughter of the family. In the Principality of Valoran, it is said that no man can inherit the title, and the eldest daughter and second daughter of the family also have certain inheritance rights.

A sentinel had been arranged for the night, and Sir Eden would have gone to see the carriage.

But just when he got near the carriage, he felt that it was better not to bother him at this time, so he turned around and went back to the campfire.

It was quiet in the carriage.

Of course, this is just not heard from the outside.

In fact, from nightfall, the young man in front of Caitlin's face became distorted, as if he was suffering from great pain. Holding his head in his hands, he let out a terrible growl.

She feels scared!

Then her eyes went dark and she didn't know anything.

Zizizi.

The solid wooden boards of the carriage were easily crushed by the young man like a block of tofu. If it wasn't for the masked woman next to him to help comfort him, the carriage would probably be dismantled into pieces by him in the blink of an eye.

"Owner!"

The masked woman put her hand on the young man's forehead and said softly, "Relax!...Relax!..."

"Let my soul become one with you!...I will help you share these pains!...My master!...You must let go of your mind!...Otherwise your mortal body will not be able to bear the pressure from the gods! Huge amount of information!..."

"You're going to go crazy!"

"You will really go crazy!...Let me enter your heart!...Otherwise, I will not be able to cut off these belief connections for you!...That is the belief connection belonging to the previous god!...His power is interfering with you !...You must learn to reject these beliefs!...You are the supreme god!...Not a tool kidnapped by beliefs!...Let me help you cut off all belief connections!...Then re-establish your own country!……"

"if not!"

"The will of the previous god will replace you!...He will use your body as the host for resurrection!..."

"Abandon these beliefs! . . . "

"It's not you that they serve the faith!... What you need is a new faith!... A new kingdom!... My master!...Let me help you cut everything!..."

"These old beliefs should be buried with the dead gods!..."

An invisible spiritual force field spread out.

The masked woman held the young man's hands, and then pressed her forehead against the other's forehead. In an instant, her face became extremely pale. But the young man's distorted face gradually relaxed a little.

pain.

The masked woman was drenched all at once, and sweat slid down her pale cheeks. In just a split second, she seemed to hear countless voices and see countless pictures, and huge information impacted her brain. She used to be a psion with a professional level of over 30. There is also a feeling of being completely unbearable at this moment.

Too much!

Too much!

The calls of mortals, the prayers of believers, and the terrible dreams, all flooded into her mind like a torrent.

………………

Fallen Leaf City.

This once prosperous city has become somewhat dilapidated now, and the decline of Whitehorse City has begun to affect it. And another thing that happened recently caused Fallen Leaf City to be hit hard.

The priests lost their connection with the gods.

The enemies who were about to move began to harass frequently, and the warriors without priests suffered heavy losses. What was even more frightening was that the news seemed impossible to hide, and more and more people panicked. And the enemy's attacks became more and more frequent. Bad news was sent back here one by one, and large numbers of refugees gathered outside the city. Losing the protection of the gods and the magic of the priests, half-elves, large and small, towns and villages within a radius of hundreds of kilometers around Fallen Leaf City were under attack.

Gnolls, Orcs, Ogres...

These monsters who were expelled by them all of a sudden returned here. It seems to want to take back this fertile land.

"Archbishop! Not good!"

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and then a young trainee pastor walked quickly to the vicinity of the square.

He whispered a few words in the ear of a middle-aged priest, and then the middle-aged priest's face changed drastically, and he hurried towards the location of the temple.

Temple of the 'god of half-elves and rogues'.

This is his largest temple in the material plane, and it is also the center of his belief in the mortal world.

As the successor of the "God of Thieves", the God of "Half-Elves and Wanderers" has lost too much power in the struggle of the gods. Because he failed to master the [Shadow] domain, the wanderer's faith began to be handed over to the 'Lord of Shadows', 'Goddess of Luck' and 'Lady of the Night'. He, who only inherited a weak professional priesthood, had no choice but to transfer the domain of faith to If it spreads to the range of its own race, it is half-elf who is sandwiched between humans and elves, and whose status has always been embarrassing.

So his first priesthood is [Half Elf], and then [Wanderer].

Half-elves are his main source of faith.

He once relied on the faith of the half-elf to be promoted to [Weak Divine Power], but unfortunately because of the failure of the struggle in the field of rogues, he was knocked down again by the "Lord of Shadows" to [Weak Divine Power].

Now he fell into the mortal world as the first batch of gods, and finally died in the hands of the vampire god son.

The radiance of the temple was very dim.

As the largest temple of gods in the material plane, all changes here represent many things.

The radiance of divinity is fading.

From the moment the god of half-elves and rogues fell to the mortal world, the brilliance of this temple has dimmed a lot. Fortunately, the decline has gradually stopped. Although the power of the temple has weakened a lot, it still retains a part, which makes many believers feel a glimmer of hope. But not long ago, another amazing thing happened, that is, the statue of the "God of Half-elves and Wanderers" served in the temple suddenly became dim and completely lost its power, just like an ordinary statue so-so.

This process lasted a whole day.

By the next day, these gods seemed to have regained their strength, and a glimmer of divinity reappeared.

Although very faint.

But at least there is still hope!

But.

What is happening now makes all the believers look ashamed. In the ashen eyes of the middle-aged priest, the statue of the "God of Half-elves and Wanderers" erected in the center of the temple gradually lost all its divine brilliance. The temple still has residual power, but there is no trace of divine power on the statue, and traces of cracks emerged. Under their dull eyes, the statue standing in the center of the temple suddenly collapsed!

hum!

It seems to have annihilated the power of a certain source.

With this temple as the center, all the statues serving the "God of Half-elves and Wanderers" became dim, and some even showed cracks.

finally!

In all the temples that serve him, the divine power and brilliance are wiped out one by one on the statues, and they become completely mortal things!

Fallen.

The gods have fallen!

This time it was a complete fall, and there was nothing left!

His divine name is gone.

……………(to be continued ~^~)