Chapter 1376 What Should I Do if the Students Are Disobedient?

Above the vast plain, billowing smoke rose from the earth like wolf smoke, making the blue sky darken and the earth trembling gently, and the reason was that there was a huge army marching on the plain.

"It was the first time I saw so many people gathered together! It was spectacular!"

In an array that was following the troops, a young man in full-body armor probed his head. He couldn't see much, because he could only look directly in front of him, occasionally looking around with his peripheral vision.

But even so, he was amazed by everything he saw. This was a big scene he had never seen in his life. Such a crowd of people made him excited and heart-warming.

"If you can come back to your hometown alive, what happens from today will not only remember you for a lifetime, but also make you brag for a lifetime."

An officer riding a war beast and maintaining a neat line happened to hear the sigh of his soldiers and couldn't help but respond seriously.

"Well, sir, what do you mean by that?"

The warriors who were still high-spirited, smug, and full of good expectations for their future were panicked at this time.

"Just think about it with your poor little head. We are going to fight, and the big men above have sent so many troops. It is conceivable how powerful our enemy will be.

When the time comes to fight, let alone you, even I will not be much better than you. "

"Then what should we do?" The soldiers who heard the officer's words were agitated. All a little restless.

"What are you panicking about? This war is a holy war. All the heroic spirits who died in this war will return to the embrace of the gods you believe in, and then live forever in the kingdom of gods."

The officer let out a disapproving scolding. Although his expression was in color, he did not have much fear and panic. He knew that his probability of surviving in this war was not high, but he was a devout believer, and death had no effect on him. It is not the end, but a new beginning.

"Is this true? After we die in battle, we can go to the kingdom of gods and enjoy eternal life."

Some soldiers couldn't help but raise a little doubt about this matter. After all, for people like them at the bottom, the gods above are like a distant dream.

Biographies that preach the power of gods are more like legends to them. To be able to go to the kingdom of the gods after death, for them, it feels a bit illusory.

"Of course it's true, you look at how many troops are around us, except for the great servants, no matter which monarch it is, there is no such appeal.

You all jointly issued an oracle, personally promising that anyone who died in this war would be able to live forever after death.

However, please note that only warrior heroic spirits have this qualification. If it is because of other things, such as when running away, turning his back to the enemy and being shot to death by the enemy's bow and arrow, it does not count. "

"Hahaha!"

When the serious-faced officer said such a joke, it immediately caused a lot of laughter.

The eyes of the soldiers who were confirmed once again were full of flames called fighting spirit. Great gods make promises to them, so what's there to fear?

Boo! Boo!

Just as the group of soldiers were chatting and laughing, the flying war beasts clustered, neighing like dark clouds, drifting from the sky, leaving large shadows on the ground.

...

kill!

In an uneven hilly area that was not suitable for a battlefield, the two armies that suddenly encountered each other, after confirming the identity of each other, started to fight without any preparation.

At the very beginning of the battle, the battle went straight to white-hot, and the soldiers on both sides were fighting desperately, most of them looking extremely frenzied.

Because this is a war caused by contradictions between gods and gods, most of the troops participating in the war have a certain basis of belief, and the proportion of believers among them has reached more than half.

Under the guidance of a group of devout believers who are not afraid of death at all, even if the rest of the soldiers have doubts, they will be wrapped up to charge the enemy together, and then start to fight with their lives. On the battlefield, even the commander can choose. Not much.

The sound of the blade piercing the flesh reverberated on the battlefield every moment, and the instinctive screams and wailing of the souls before dying came one after another, like a mournful piece of music.

This is a miserable scene like Shura hell. The encounter between two hostile armies with faith, the level of slaughter is more severe than that of any secular army.

The two sides are each other's heretics, and they can't wait to get rid of them. There is no possibility of compromise between the two sides. Unless one of the gods they believe in is defeated, this war will only go on forever.

"Muria!"

A soft call rang in Morea's ears, and the god, who had the tragic scene of the battlefield in his eyes, turned his head slightly and looked at his partner.

"I'm here, you say."

"Can I change the war mode? I don't like the war being waged now. In my kingdom of God, the number of petitioners is increasing almost every moment."

The goddess who is in charge of [Light], but is extremely warlike, asked. In his kingdom of God, although the number of petitioners is increasing, he is not the same as the general belief in gods, and she is not happy about it, she is just sad.

Believers who provide faith for the gods should have a better life with the help of the power of the gods, but under the desires of the gods, they have been reduced to tragic consumables.

"...How do you want to fight?" Morea asked in silence for a while.

"To fight the other's gods directly, I can be the vanguard!" Michaelella was simple and direct. For the enemy, he is the invincible Valkyrie, but for his followers, he wants to be a competent god.

"I can't win, I have already tried."

Morea shook his head slowly, he didn't know what Michaelella was thinking.

Because of his single thought, the fate of hundreds of realms and tens of billions of beings have been changed. Every moment, hundreds of thousands of intelligent beings have perished because of the battle of beliefs.

Only the most devout believers are qualified to enter the kingdom of gods and enjoy the so-called eternal life promised by gods, but they are actually reduced to "little batteries" that provide faith. When petitioners exhaust their soul's potential, they dissipate.

If he didn't have such thoughts, under the rule of the gods, the victory of hundreds of realms might not be better than it is now, but it will definitely not be worse. Because war is always the worst, no one.

"..."

This time, it was Michaelella's turn to be silent. Now she really doesn't know what to do. She feels sad for those believers who died in battle, and sympathizes with what happened to them.

But she couldn't do anything substantive other than gathering those petitioners who had devout beliefs and were qualified to enter the kingdom of God.

Because He knows that this war is of great significance to her partner. It is a war on the future of the couple, which will determine their future achievements.

This is a war for them that can only be won but not defeated, so a truce is absolutely impossible, and it is equally impossible to change the way of war.

As Morea said, he has already tried it. In terms of high-level combat power, their side does not have much advantage. Therefore, the upper layer can only be influenced by the bottom layer, and thus the victory.

The foundation of the existence of gods is the intelligent creatures living in the realm. If a large number of believers die, even gods will fall to the status of gods and lose everything.

Of course, losing believers is a very serious matter for a pure faith god, but for an ancient god such as the Sun God, which was born from the beginning, it does not hurt the root, but it will only lose some power, which is harmless.

However, Morea never expected to affect him through the war of faith, as long as he could cut the wings of this god as much as possible, and then he could bring a group of gods to besiege this lonely god .

But the premise of doing all this is that Morea must win the war, otherwise the sun god will bring his own god to besiege him.

"Actually there is another way."

Seeing the silent partner, Morea couldn't bear it. Although he didn't like to let his followers sacrifice their lives for him, but as an emperor, he was able to make such a determination.

"What else can you do?" Michaelela raised her head, slightly puzzled.

"Now that I want to be promoted again, it is impossible in a short period of time, but you can. End the war, and when you are promoted to a powerful divine power, we will join forces and take down the Sun God. There is absolutely no problem."

Morea spoke out his solution - delaying time.

With the priesthood controlled by Michaelella, the potential is definitely there. If there is enough faith, it is not a big problem to promote a powerful divine power, but it will take time.

"Instead of choosing to exhaust resources to train me, why don't you choose your two gods? Whether it's Feather Fire God or Elf King, they are only one step away from being promoted to powerful divine powers."

"After all, they are only my gods, not my partners. And after they are promoted, are they really willing to be driven by me?"

"Part of their clergy is in your hands. It's all like this. Are you still on guard against them?"

"It's not to be wary. If they have the ability and can be promoted based on their own abilities, I naturally won't block them at all, but if you want me to concentrate resources to train them, I can't do it."

"So you'd rather spend more resources to train me?" Michaelella was a little dumbfounded, she didn't even know what to say about her partner.

"Well, only in this way can our divine court be more intimidating, and after your promotion. Even if those two guys are also promoted, they will be honest and responsible, and they will not have too many crooked thoughts."

"I suddenly remembered, have you forgotten someone exists?"

"Um?"

"The student you accepted, I remember that you evaluated him with me. You said that he would definitely become a powerful divine power within a thousand years. In this case, you are so lacking in high-end combat power today, why don't you go to your student? find?"

"It's true that I am his teacher, but I was forced to accept it at the beginning. Now he admits it or not and I have to say it twice, and even if he admits it, he will not necessarily listen to me."

"If you don't recognize you, you'll be fine again."