Chapter 568 The Current Situation of the Goblins

Richard's current location is a gap in the defense line.

The former Great Wall defense line has now collapsed, and the goblins have rebuilt a defense line based on some fortresses of the Great Wall defense line.

But the long-term impact of the abyss demons has made this defense line full of loopholes.

If Richard had not appeared, this defense line would have completely collapsed in a few years.

Flying to the sky, Richard overlooked the entire land through the gray mist.

On this land, Richard felt a strong faith. Suffering did not make these goblins give up their faith, but instead made their faith more firm like a fire.

Standing in the sky, Richard felt that the power of the Gods Dimension in his body suddenly moved. Under the influence of these faith powers, the power of the Gods Dimension is turning into something similar to the world's protection.

At the same time, a message from the Gods Dimension entered his mind.

"Racial God..."

Richard raised his eyebrows slightly, and felt a hint of insult for no reason. How could he, a pure-blooded human, become the God of the Goblins' race?

But think about it, goblins and hobgoblins are considered the same race. And hobgoblins look not much different from humans. Richard is not much different from ordinary hobgoblins except that he is a little white.

Most of the ordinary believers think that Richard is a noble.

"The race god is the race god, at least the blessing is good."

Although the range of believers of the race god is a little limited compared to other gods. But the blessing of the gods obtained by the gods has an additional ability called race protection compared to ordinary gods.

This ability allows the gods to fight with the power of their own race, and the fewer people in the race, the higher the proportion of help.

If there is a crisis of extinction, the race god can even directly devour the power of all the tribesmen, from vitality to soul, all belong to the gods.

"Is it really good for a wizard like me to have this ability?" After receiving the information, Richard felt a little amused.

Wiping away the evil thoughts in his heart, Richard waved his hand, and he and the fire lizards behind him turned into streams of light and went straight to the current goblin center-the Miracle City.

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The City of Miracles, a holy place in the hearts of countless people. In the ancient past, the City of Miracles was still an industrial city. But as the birthplace of the Order of Miracles, the place where the sage descended.

After the sage ascended to the gods, this industrial city was promoted to a holy place. Under the decision of the Pope and the two bishops, the city of Bruno was razed, and the City of Miracles was built on its original site.

"That was a really good time."

Outside the City of Miracles, an old pilgrim said to the child beside him.

Pilgrimage is an indispensable part of religion.

With a pious heart, believers with firm faith set out from their hometowns through various means, just to see the place where the gods once walked.

"Why is it like this now?" The thin child asked back.

Outside the City of Miracles, huge factories are producing day and night. The workers have returned to the past, and this time they don't even have wages.

In order to maintain the military supplies on the front line and the consumption of the priests, the rationing system has been implemented for two hundred years.

Not having enough to eat, not having warm clothes, but not starving to death, not freezing to death, this is the life of ordinary goblins. However, as the front line continues to retreat, this kind of life is gradually becoming unbalanced.

"Child, this is all the test given to us by God." The old pilgrim said devoutly.

The child shook his head, somewhat unable to understand the old pilgrim's words.

Why did the sage test them? If they fail the test, are they not worthy of being believers of God?

Suddenly, the child looked up at the sky. A bright stream of light passed through the gloomy mist and descended over the Miracle City.

The next moment, all the bells in the Miracle City were rung. The bright holy light dispelled the haze, and a figure in a black robe and holding a staff slowly emerged from the holy light.

The old pilgrim looked at the figure and knelt down on the ground with a trembling body. The ground was full of sewage and dirty, but any pilgrim who saw this figure knelt down without hesitation.

In the 543rd year of the Sage Calendar, miracles reappeared.

"We have passed the test of God, and the sage will save us again."

...

The huge white church is gorgeous, with layered towers with intricate patterns and sculptures. Each of these sculptures was made by a master. When the City of Miracles was first built, this city gathered all the skilled craftsmen in the entire goblin world.

The simplest patterns inside were all made by the masters of the time.

After more than 500 years of wind and rain, this magnificent building, which was rebuilt from the first church of the Miracle Order, finally welcomed its destined owner.

The bright holy light slowly disappeared, and Richard stood in front of his statue with a group of fire lizard warriors, looking at the face of the statue with interest.

"Well, yes, the sculpture looks more imposing than me."

Turning around, a cardinal and many priests behind him were looking at Richard, a god who had disappeared for more than 500 years, in shock.

"Ask Tyr and Franken to come and see them."

Richard's voice was gentle, but with a sense of majesty that did not deny. The cardinal looked at the god-like figure and knelt down without hesitation. After him, the other priests also knelt down.

"My Lord. We have finally passed your test."

"Test?"

Richard was a little confused by the cardinal's statement, but he did not deny anything and just continued: "Let Tyre and Franken come over to see me."

"Yes, my lord."

Soon Franken and Anson arrived at the church.

In the empty church, Richard stood in front of the statue of God, just like he did five hundred years ago. Beside him, the fire lizard girl holding a long-handled knife stood awkwardly.

"No sir, my lord, you are back."

Franken was so excited that he couldn't even speak. Anson was much calmer, but the moment he saw Richard, his face was filled with shock and ecstasy.

Richard nodded slightly: "Well, I'm back. Where is Tyre?"

The two men bowed slightly. As the first members of the Miracle Order, they knew that Richard did not like to kneel down.

"...My lord, Tyre's situation is a bit complicated." Franken hesitated for a moment, hesitating to speak. As a student of Thiel, Anson said directly: "Teacher studied the abyss privately and was contaminated by the abyss. We are currently imprisoned in the dungeon below the church."

Richard shook his head: "Studying the abyss...he is really brave. Take me to see him, and tell me about the current situation on the way."

Franken's expression changed slightly, and he asked with some excitement: "My lord, do we want to counterattack?"

"Otherwise?" Richard glanced at him strangely, "If the abyss is not leveled, the world will be swallowed by the abyss."

"My lord is wise."

"Stop talking nonsense and talk about the development over the years."

After saying that, he looked back at Sola and asked doubtfully: "Little guy, are you okay?"

"No, no!"

"Why are you standing there without you? Come here."

"yes!"

The situation in the goblin world is not optimistic. According to Franken, there has been a huge gap in the goblin food. Abyssal pollution has caused a large amount of land to grow only toxic abyssal plants. And their various mineral resources have also experienced considerable shortages due to the loss of land.

Many of the better weapons had to be discontinued or could only be produced in small quantities due to material shortages.

And due to the lack of research on the direction of the aircraft, the goblins' air supremacy has been controlled by the demons all year round. These demons often pass through goblin anti-aircraft positions and carry out abyssal contamination within the goblins.

After listening to what he said, Richard could almost conclude that if he had come more than ten years later, he would have been ready to lead people away.

After passing through the winding corridor outside the church, Richard and his party came to a black door that was guarded and sealed by a salamander warrior.

When the two Salamander warriors saw Richard, they immediately knelt down on one knee.

"My lord."

"Well, open the door."

"yes."

The sealed door was slowly lifted by two warriors, and a tunnel illuminated by torches appeared in front of Richard.

"You still use torches, are you acting in a drama?" Richard laughed.

Franken looked embarrassed and replied somewhat sarcastically: "I think it's safer this way. We don't know much about the abyss. Although the torch cage is simple, at least it won't cause any problems."

After hearing this, Richard nodded slightly: "Yes, this cautious attitude is good."

Passing through the long spiral staircase, Richard came all the way to the church underground.

At the end of the stairs, there is a corridor, which is also guarded by salamander warriors. At the end of the corridor, there was a deformed monster mixed with machinery and flesh, bound by chains blessed by divine magic and unable to move.

Anson looked at the monster and said with some sadness: "Sir, that is my teacher. I don't know what he has researched. Since he was infected by the abyss, no matter how we use magic to expel the abyss, the energy in his body will remain. The abyss is never clean.

In order to prevent him from being completely eroded, we could only bless his prosthetic body, and as a result, he became what he is now. "

The power of the abyss is rooted in Tyr's flesh and blood. Although it is suppressed by the power of divine magic, the collision of the two forces still produces huge changes in Tyr.

The proliferating flesh and blood continues to proliferate from his heart,

"The expulsion is not clean?"

Richard frowned slightly. As long as the infection level is not high enough, ordinary creatures can survive by relying on their short tails to escape the erosion. Unless you reach the level of the Lord of the World, once it is eroded, it will pollute the source and become impossible to eradicate.

Walking up to Tyer, he placed a finger on Tyer's eyebrow.

The next moment, a tyrannical mental force entered Taire's brain along his fingers.

"Tiel, let go of your guard, otherwise you will lose more."

"Who are you?"

"I am a sage."

"Master Sage? Master Sage!"

Tyre's mind has become a little crazy, and the years of pain have made his spirit overwhelmed. But fortunately, the name Sage was important enough to awaken his last sense.

"Yes, sir."

The next moment, Richard's mental power flipped through Tyre's memory without any hindrance. Among these memories, Richard indeed found a memory about the runes of the abyss.

"I knew it was this."

Richard deleted his memory and then released a purification spell.

Under the influence of divine magic, the deformed flesh and blood on Tyr's body caused by the pollution of the abyss suddenly withered. Under the soft holy light, Tyr returned to his original appearance as a mechanical priest with a full body of prosthetics.

"Don't study the abyss runes, unless you still want to do this."

Richard didn't blame Thiel for anything. Research into the unknown is inevitable for every research.

"Yes, my Lord." Tyr's voice was weak but pious.

"Franken," Richard turned and said, "Go and start the factory, prepare more rails, trains and flame purifiers. In the next war, your main task is to conquer the lost land and purify the abyss.

This world has been eroded enough by the abyss, and it can't continue."