Chapter 1336 Kind God

What is the most effective way to eliminate a god of faith? It's very simple, destroying his temple, massacring his believers, making him a rootless weed, as time goes by, when the divine power is exhausted, it will naturally perish.

The most straightforward method is naturally to lead the legion into his divine kingdom, blow up his divine body, and smash his divine kingdom, but this method only treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

As long as his church and believers are still there, he can come back again after a while, so in the final analysis, directly obliterating the gods by force is very cost-effective.

The best way is to fight the gods so that they dare not show up in the Kingdom of God, and then send legions to destroy the temple and massacre the believers. And this is what Tiffany is doing with the giant army at this time.

As for why Muria didn't take action in person, it was because this Ability God was not worthy. He was assigned to fifty-nine realms, and its area can be regarded as fifty-nine small and medium-sized worlds rich in resources.

The realm where the gods were born is not bad, but Muria has already sent an incarnation, and his daughter came to conquer it in person, what else do you want? It's enough to save face.

Let him do it himself, but the waste of combat power resources will delay the time for him to subdue himself and assign him to the realm. If you can't eat all the benefits in front of you, it's really hard to say what will happen once the other gods complete the conquest.

Because after harvesting more realms and intelligent races, there must be gods who will get more divine power and be promoted to become more powerful existences.

The same is true for Muria itself. Once he conquers the assigned realm, he will be promoted to a powerful divine power, which is absolutely unshakable. At that time, he will also become a boss-level god that the gods fear and admire.

"Counsel!"

In the dilapidated city, Tiffany looked at the statue that had been crushed by herself, and cursed with contempt on her face. When she first came to this realm, she led the legion to destroy the temple.

This god, who was defined by her father as unconquerable and needed to be killed, once descended into an incarnation to try to stop her, or even kill her, but she suppressed it in the opposite direction.

Well, that's it, the incarnation descended by the gods, facing the dragon who wanted to destroy his belief, was directly pressed to the ground and rubbed, and in front of his millions of believers, he was blown away abruptly, just so shameless.

After that, this god tried to struggle several times, but his resistance was suppressed by Tiffany, and then there was no more. God is no exception.

But Tiffany is very relaxed on the surface,

But she is very clear that even if this god knows that he can't beat him, he will never be willing to sit back and watch his belief be destroyed. He will still resist, and even drag all the creatures into the water after being unable to recover. Such a bad thing is possible.

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While Tiffany was "dedicated" to her father, her other two sisters also led the legions to conquer the territory arranged for them by Morea.

Not just them, all the core team brought by Muria from Erasia were all arranged by him, such as the white tiger Troy who made a contract with him, and the loli queen Lei who he had raised for a while. Miria, and the white dragon queen Claudia, these legends who can stand alone, were all released by him.

Of course, Indira was not among the pets that his grandfather gave him as a gift. As long as Muria was not demented, he would not let her out of his sight.

Now, Muria, who has been arranged by everyone around him, chose to conquer the most difficult realm as his goal, just as his daughters, partners, or pets expected.

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The soft wind with the fresh breath of green grass blew by, and the wind chimes hanging in the temple made a crisp sound, which made a woman who walked into the temple with an anxious face feel a little relieved, and the anxiety in her heart was also caused by the temple. The sacred and peaceful atmosphere dissipated a little.

Then, Miao Zhu, who was in charge of maintaining the temple, walked out and watched the anxious woman kneeling in front of the peaceful statue, praying devoutly, and then expressed her appeal.

A simple small temple, a small statue of a god, plainly dressed temples, ordinary people praying devoutly...all these simple and plain things fall into the eyes of an existence.

In the gaps where ordinary things are invisible, beings with monstrous ambitions watch them carefully. Their performance, as well as the performance of the objects they pray to, will determine the way this being conquers their world.

Yes, in Muria's eyes, he could see that as the sad woman prayed, the originally simple and simple little idol had a faint aura, and then a touch of it could be compared to him. It can be called the emergence of a weak consciousness.

The spirit that appeared was more peaceful than the statues placed on the altar, but it didn't have much majesty. However, its existence is invisible to the two mortals in the small temple.

Weakness... This is the evaluation of the "god" that accepts prayers from mortals in the eyes of Morea, because its existence, except for the ability to accept and accommodate beliefs, which is the only characteristic that is the same as the true god, has nothing to compare with the true god. up.

But it is very kind, um, because in the world of Muria, this spirit, which cannot be called a god at all, responded to the prayers of mortals. The woman who had come to ask for the banishment of the disease from her son.

When the woman left the temple holding the amulet containing a faint spiritual power, the smile on the face of the worshiped god became more kind, even if its power was weakened by it.

This is probably an existence similar to the Earth God, but it is weaker than the Earth God. If it loses the worship of mortals, it will probably dissipate in a short time. It is a very fragile god.

"Every mortal who asks you, will you answer them like this?"

There was a sound of curiosity, but the temple was cleaning the temple seriously with a broom, but it seemed that the expression of the smiling god changed drastically, and he looked at the god who didn't know when he was standing in front of the statue. exist.

"Master God!"

The spirit, who looked like an old man about half the size of an adult, bowed his hands to Muria cautiously, with a respectful expression.

"Don't be nervous, I just ask you a few questions, just express your thoughts."

Morea, who was wearing a fine attire, waved her hand, but she was not much better than ordinary people. The earth god who only possessed some supernatural powers didn't dare to be careless at all. In its eyes, every part of this being in front of him, even if The robe on his body and the crown on his head are all composed of vast divine light, and its brilliance is far more brilliant and dazzling than the sun above his head.

It is far from imagining such an existence, because its most essential core is just a faint divine light, which is far less than what exists in front of it.

"My lord, every human being who prays to me, I will give them a response within my ability."

"Then aren't you afraid that you will perish because of this? Some desires are answered, but at the cost of depleting your own existence." Morea asked about the smallest god he had ever seen, with a gentle attitude.

"I haven't thought about it." The old man shook his head, it really hadn't thought about it.

"You don't have to respond to every mortal who prays to you. You only need to respond to a part of it, so that your existence will gradually become stronger." Morea gave this weak god a very pertinent suggestion, which is what real gods do Yes, they will only respond selectively, and some of the believers' balloons, even so, are enough to maintain their faith.

Responding to the prayers of believers without restraint will only empty themselves, because there is no upper limit to the wishes of mortal things, and they will always ask for things that they simply cannot match.

"Don't answer the prayer?" Ling suddenly turned pale when he heard Muria's suggestion, "How can this be?"

"Why can't it be like this?" Upon hearing such a strange rhetorical question, Morea became more interested. "Mortals pray to gods, and gods naturally have the right to choose whether to respond. Isn't it normal to ignore some prayers?"

"But...doesn't this disappoint their piety?" The weak god still couldn't understand, and even Muria was amazed by its doubtful expression.

"You have a group of very simple believers."

The performance of this weak earth god in front of him, Muria's divine sense quickly understood the reason. The small village at the foot of the mountain was its root, and the simple villagers would not ask too much to the god who protected them. Too much to ask.

"However, it's still not enough for you to try your best to answer your wish! If one day, a villager begs you, and you exhaust all your own strength to complete what he asks, what will you do?"

"Then give a response!" The weak Ling replied in a natural tone.

"Aren't you afraid of dying yourself?" Morea asked strangely.

"Don't be afraid." The little god who didn't have the majesty of the gods replied very honestly, "This is the meaning of my existence. I exist to answer their prayers. If I refuse for the sake of existence, then my existence will be useless." meaning."

"You are more suitable to be a god than all the gods, including me." Muria stared at the first divine being he encountered after entering this realm, and said with emotion from the bottom of his heart.

"God, you are too serious." The little spirit panicked. Although such praise sounded good, it made God feel extremely uneasy.