Chapter 1365 The Battle of Gods Begins

The plan cannot keep up with the changes. When the beautiful blueprint planned and designed on paper is actually implemented, it will be found that it is not the same thing at all. There is an essential difference between reality and ideal.

"Father, our existing religious resources are not enough to support your Hundred Gods plan."

In the vast shrine emitting billions of rays of light, shining on one side of the sky, a goddess with twelve wings stretched behind it and reported to the lord sitting on the head.

"According to your previous investigation and statistics, isn't it enough to add 100 new gods to my command? Why can't you say it now?" Morea asked her doubts, waiting for Gladys's answer.

Although the Hundred Gods Plan was proposed by Him, but he actually investigated the data and perfected it according to the data, but it was his eldest daughter Gladys, a direct descendant who would not have any thoughts mixed in it.

"I didn't notice an important thing, so it was my negligence that the plan could not be completed successfully." Gladys lowered her head.

"Yeah!" Morea nodded, although his body was still merging between the worlds, and the one sitting in the temple was just an incarnation of the appearance, but what happened in the major realms under his command, He also Know a thing or two.

"According to the plan, all the religious resources in the realm under your command, father, are enough to support the emergence of a hundred new gods according to the minimum standard. According to my assumption, in the name of father, you will lead this plan, even if the newly promoted gods will meet. I have a thirst for faith, and I dare not do it too much."

"But you miscalculated. Even if you put restrictions on those guys, you still can't stop the believers under their command from spontaneously establishing churches and actively expanding their beliefs."

Morea knew very well what was going on. The gods planned to divide the faith resources under his command into 100 equal parts. Each equal part was enough to support a god, but it was only stuck on the minimum standard line.

In theory, it is possible to create hundreds of gods, but in practice, it is simply impossible to accomplish.

The gods who were promoted first, even if they received orders, were not allowed to actively manifest and expand their beliefs, but their followers would preach on their own accord, which was something that was difficult to control.

Can't let these new gods come down with divine revelation and tell their believers not to expand externally, just maintain the current scale? This is completely contrary to the commandment of the foundation of belief in God's existence.

As for believers taking the initiative to establish religious beliefs and expand their beliefs, many new gods will not only not prevent them, but will support them secretly, which is determined by their identities.

And such behavior will undoubtedly disrupt the plan of the gods and encroach on the interests of the later gods.

But this is bound to happen and cannot be stopped. At the end of the day, the cake is too small to support this one plan.

"Yes, father, this is my fault, please punish."

"What's the punishment?" Morea waved his hand amusingly, "You are in charge of this plan, even if it succeeds, I can't give you any reward. Even if it can't be completed now, naturally there will be no punishment.

And in the final analysis, this is not a problem of your ability, but a problem of my strength. If I had obtained more realms at the meeting of the gods, such a plan could be implemented and completed smoothly. "

"Then father, when are you going to start the war?"

As soon as Morea finished speaking, Tiffany, who accompanied her sister, asked enthusiastically, this is not what she is most concerned about now, but it is what some legendary and new gods under Moreya want to know most.

"After all the preparations are in place, the war will naturally begin." Morea looked at her daughter and said meaningfully.

The implementation of the Hundred Gods Plan could not be completed, and the most direct result was that the ruling class under Morea, that is, the group that had just become a true god, and the legends who were qualified to be conferred gods, but could not be promoted due to insufficient belief resources. Has a strong desire for external expansion.

Because of the existence of Morea, even if the gods compete in belief, they would not dare to break out into a large-scale battle, and they must maintain the surface peace.

But whether it is a qualified legend or a new god, they all need faith. When they cannot plunder from the inside, their eyes can only be placed on the outside world, so they have the motive force to start a war.

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The bright moonlight hangs high in the sky, shedding cold moonlight, shining on a team with a decadent atmosphere, they are moving fast under the moonlit night, quickly away from the city standing behind them, leaving this makes them feel. Embarrassing place.

Ow—

The suppressed low roar sounded in the wilderness, and pairs of greedy eyes looked at the team marching in the night. The faint bloody smell blew around with the wind. It was these bloody blood that attracted the monsters who came out to hunt in the dark night.

After a short period of observation, the hunters in the dark night determined that their targets had all been wounded, and their remaining reason could no longer hold back the hunger in their bodies.

With a roar, the monsters of different shapes and types reached a tacit understanding with each other, forming a short-lived alliance, and they all rushed to the team that was unaware of all the strangeness around them.

puff! Click!

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh and blood resounded intensively under the moonlight in a short period of time, and after a flash of swords and swords, the wilderness became completely quiet, and the rich bloody aura floated around, and this time, not only did the bloody aura not attract Any monster will make the surroundings quieter.

There was a massacre just now, a one-sided massacre, and it was the monsters who were slaughtered in the dark night. The team they selected as their target easily turned them into a frame. Ingredients grilled over a campfire.

"A group of things that don't have long eyes, don't even look at who we are? They dare to attack us!"

Beside the fragrant bonfire, a strong man in armor hummed with disdain, but what was very inconsistent with the arrogance and domineering on his face was that he had a faint medicinal smell on his body. wounded.

"It's just a bunch of ignorant monsters, why bother with them? We didn't bring much food, they just arrived, and we have to be grateful to them."

The man who also had a faint medicinal smell on his body responded. His face was pale and his breath was a little unsteady, but these did not affect the sharp light in his eyes.

"How can you be so relaxed? You are actually talking about these meaningless things, don't you think about how we will explain to the archbishop when we go back?" Another person interrupted to join the discussion, but these words caused everyone by the bonfire to fall into a long silence. , seems reluctant to face such a topic.

"What to explain?" After a long silence, someone finally picked up the words, "This time we have done our best, not because we are incompetent, but because the Red Dragon Cult is too shameless, and actually dispatched a Dragon Palace Paladin. Even if we are all put together, we are no match for this Paladin."

"Such an answer does not satisfy the bishops."

"The dissatisfaction of those adults sitting in the hall is their business, and has nothing to do with us? Do they want us to die there because of a small town with a population of less than 100,000?"

"It is impossible to die in battle. Everyone knows the agreement between the various major churches. No matter how fierce the conflict is, there can be no dead in battle, and this is why we can sit here and discuss now."

"Just punish it, it doesn't matter, no matter how bad the result is, it's the same. I have the protection of the gods, and I can't starve to death. Having said that, I have always wondered about this inexplicable agreement between the major churches, although this agreement Casualties can be reduced, but that's weird, isn't it?"

"What's so strange? This kind of regulation has existed since the gods appeared and the church was established. It seems that you are too idle to think about such a boring question."

"No, I mean, doesn't the existence of such a rule mean that the major churches are all from the same power?"

"What if it is? What if it isn't?"

"Yes, these injuries on our bodies are meaningless at all. We are fighting with our own people and fighting for missionary rights. This should not be at all!"

"What's wrong? Existence is the truth. Like you said, serious casualties are not allowed in battles. This rule shows that the major churches are all one in essence, and we are all fighting against our own people.

However, the reason why the battle itself happened, it shows the necessity of its existence. The popes, or the great men, need warriors like us. "

"Need us? You mean that one day we will step on the battlefield and start a real war with the believers of other gods? You will die and you will never show mercy to each other again?"

"I didn't say that, you guessed it yourself, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Although it sounds reasonable, where is there such a heresy? I have never heard of it."

"It's right that you haven't heard of it. This means that your vision has not yet reached the Pope level. When you arrive, you will naturally know."

When the team that failed to compete with the Red Dragon Cult for missionary rights returned to the diocese directly under the jurisdiction of their belief in the gods, it was already noon when the sun was hanging high.

Without waiting for a team to rest for long, the order from the church management has been issued, and they will be personally received by the Pope.

And such an order made this team fall into a state of confusion. They didn't even think about what they were capable of, and they were fortunate enough to meet the legendary Pope who was closest to God.

Their strength is not strong, and there is no strong paladin in the team, not to mention that their mission this time has failed, no matter how they look at it, they are not qualified to step into the main temple.

But when this team saw the Pope in the main temple, they were completely relieved. The Pope, who had scales on his face and vertical pupils like dragons and snakes, did not just meet their team alone.

All the teams of the church who have participated in the struggle for religious power are gathered here. Nearly 10,000 warriors who can fight well and have fanatical beliefs gather in the main temple to listen to the Pope's proclamation of God's will.

And as the Pope narrated quietly, the good fighters gathered here all understood the reason why they were called, holy war! The battle of the gods is about to begin for the gods they believe in.

They were assembled as the most combat-ready believers in the church, as the first armies to set foot on the battlefield soon after, proclaiming the grace of God.

With the Pope's inquiry, the warriors who were summoned in the main temple gradually became enthusiastic. Without guidance, they recited the honorable names of the gods they believed in, and recited their words of praise.

"A well-trained and well-equipped army will flee when the death rate exceeds 30% when it has sufficient backup support.

But an army with faith, even if it lacks weapons and materials, can fight to the last person without being defeated in the face of an enemy stronger than itself. "

In a space beyond the material world, splendid divine light permeated, fifty-seven gods gathered together, and then they shared the scene of their main temple with each other.

Ignoring the differences in the race of believers, the number, and the size of the temple, the situation shared by the gods is similar. The warriors with devout beliefs are all summoned, and then they are told that the real war of gods is about to begin.

Although these fifty-seven were all new gods who were promoted in a short period of time, in terms of the long life scale of the gods, it would not be a problem to say that these fifty-seven were promoted at the same time.

But the believers that these gods can summon are completely different. Some are only a mere 10,000 people, while others can gather millions of legions. The gap between the top and bottom can be extremely exaggerated a hundred times.

In addition to the ability to manage between gods, there are also some unique conditions such as the race that believes in them and the region where the belief is spread.

"I've been waiting for fifty years, and I thought I would have to wait even longer. I didn't expect that Murray was finally planning to start a war. I'm not ready yet?" A god expressed emotion, when he received When it came to the Lord's order, He was still a little astonished, because there was no sign in advance.

"If you are not ready, you have to fight. His Majesty's will cannot be violated, and some of our companions have been waiting crazy."

"Indeed, although we also want to start a war, we have already completed the promotion, and it is not a big deal to endure a little, but it is different for those companions."

"I can understand and feel their emotions because I have been through it before."

"Now they don't have to worry, the war is about to start, and in the near future, there will be more realms under the rule of His Majesty the God Lord, and the Hundred Gods plan that has only been halfway through can continue to be implemented. Companions can become true gods!"