Todd and Rachel decided to adopt the "Holy Spirit" method to build a nation, but the question is which set of belief systems to adopt.

If you still adopt the Christian rhetoric, I am afraid that these barbarians and gladiators from the North will not be very convincing; after discussing with Rachel, Todd finally intends to adopt the belief and culture of the North Island gods .

The reason why he did this was a decision after thorough consideration.

The composition of the residents in the north has three main parts.

The first group of people is the North Island people. They believe in the legends of the North Island gods, and naturally they can fully accept the culture of the gods; the second group are the southern barbarians, they believe in the ancient three gods of the ancient times, but they are People’s belief in gods is not exclusive, but in doctrine, Odin, Freya and other gods are regarded as the continuation of the blood of the ancient gods; the last group of people is a bit troublesome, they come from such as Ulster or Connaught. The Northern Kingdom has been in contact with Christianity for a long time, and some people have even converted to Heavenly Father. This group of people has the lowest recognition of the beliefs of the gods.

Therefore, after some analysis, if you want to use the "Holy Spirit" method to win people's hearts and build a kingdom in the northern region, after weighing the advantages and disadvantages and comparing the situation, it is undoubtedly the best way to use the culture of the gods to gain believers. Convenience is also the safest choice.

After determining the belief system, Todd followed Deirdre and Ritchell specifically to supplement the knowledge about the myths of the North, and even spent a lot of time memorizing a lot of Luen language (the text of the culture of the gods). ).

After everything was prepared, Todd's soul space began an unprecedented "big transformation".

The entire soul world was originally divided into two levels, namely the ground research institute and the underground temple. The former occupies an area similar to a small village, and the latter is only a few hundred square meters in size if it is not considered deep.

After some renovations, the above-ground part remained basically the same, but the underground part was extensively widened and repaired.

The originally small temple was added to a splendid castle. Todd named it "g1adsheim" (g1adsheim); he also created a rushing river (　ifing　) around the golden palace, with a layout on the river. The fog is so dense that the fog layer is constantly vortexing, and it will faintly flash with tongues of fire and lightning.

After completing a series of projects in the world of the gods, Todd and Rachel floated in mid-air, looking at the spectacular scene under their feet, amazed.

"I really envy you for having such an ability..." Rachel looked at the breathtaking golden castle in the mist and said quietly: "I never thought that I could create a world like building blocks."

Todd looked down at his hands: "All this is not as smooth as you see. At the beginning, I can only control the size of the room, and then I can build a well-equipped research institute. , And later, I have the ability to create such a huge and complex world."

"Furthermore, with the increase in the number of soul-linked people and the inhalation of the tyrant virus, I feel that my body is becoming stronger day by day. I am now able to create more and more space in the soul world, and I can also accommodate More people stay in it longer."

A hint of worry flashed in Rachel's eyes: "Todd, I'm a little worried."

"Worry?"

"The desire for power and strength are just like chronic poisons, causing many upright people to slowly lose their hearts under the erosion of time and time."

Todd waved his hand funny: "That also varies from person to person. For me, this assumption is not true."

"I hope so." Rachel changed the subject: "We need to determine one thing next. What role do you plan to play in this world?"

Todd was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly understood the meaning of Rachel's words, frowned and said, "This is indeed a problem."

"How about Odin, the king of the gods?" Rachel gave a suggestion: "We can say that after the gods twilight, Odin's soul is immortal and returns to the world."

Todd shook his head: "The Twilight of the Gods has been born, and the characters from the mythological era have disappeared in the long river of history. I do not intend to borrow their names."

"Then what identity do you plan to use to meet the believers?"

Todd urged his body to transform into a dark monster in the form of a tyrant: "The descendants of the last days, the ruler of the heroic spirits, the survivors of the gods who rebuild the Asgard of the gods."

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Three days later, the tribal hall in Froststone Camp.

Todd sat in the front seat, Rachel stood on his right hand, and Alfonso on his left.

Todd looked at the tribal leaders sitting on the floor in the room, and asked, "Are everyone here?"

Ackerman, who was standing by, said quickly: "Boss, there are 22 tribal leaders, all have arrived."

"very good."

Todd nodded and said, "You are here today to tell you something."

Seeing the puzzled expressions of the tribal leaders, Todd stood up, his body gradually getting bigger, and he entered the form of a tyrant without warning.

The huge figure and terrifying appearance shocked all the leaders present, and amidst the screams, some even fainted.

Todd curled up, trying his best to keep his head from breaking through the ceiling of the hall, and said with a strong voice unique to the monster form: "As a member of the survivors of the Twilight of the Gods, please come forward one by one. I will Take you to the sanctuary."

None of the tribal leaders responded to this request, and everyone backed back in fear, looking for an exit.

Todd, helpless, gestured towards Rachel.

The latter used "mind power" to capture the gang of leaders in front of Todd and help them complete the soul link.

After completing these preparations, Todd closed his eyes and led everyone in the hall into the Golden Palace.

When the tribal leaders regained their consciousness, they were so scared that they forgot to breathe because of the brilliant and dazzling scene in front of them.

The magnificent golden palace, countless luxurious decorations, and intricate and gorgeous epic murals.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?" Someone squeezed his thigh hard, and the pain gave him the best answer.

Someone walked to the window, pointed at the scenery outside the window and shouted, "Look outside!"

The misty river, the gorgeous palace, a few people already have an answer in their hearts, but the answer is too shocking, they don't know whether they should say it.

"This is the golden palace of Asgard." Todd, in the form of a tyrant, walked into the palace, and the ground was shaking with every step he took.

"How is this possible?! Whether it is Asgard or the Golden Palace, it should have been destroyed in the Twilight of the Gods!"

Before Todd came to the Golden Throne, he sounded like a thunder: "When the gods' dusk is approaching, the gods of Asgard safely sent a group of descendants out of the battlefield before the decisive battle. At the end of the final battle. After that, these descendants tried their best to build a new Asgard on the ruins..."

A tribal leader looked at the dark monster in front of him and stammered: "You mean... you are..."

"Yes, I am one of the descendants of the gods, and I am responsible for the management of this newly born God's Realm." Todd pointed to the hall and said calmly: "As you can see, the newly born Asgard has not restored all his powers. ..."

"Wait a minute!" a clan leader questioned loudly: "How to prove that you came from the age of the gods?!"

It seemed that he had expected such a question a long time ago, and Todd waved his hand to turn on the 3D holographic projection in the middle of the hall, and broadcasted the battle of the gods in the evening that Jingsu had watched with him before, to these leaders to watch.

It's just that Todd kept an eye on it. He added some extra "eggs" to the image, added his image to the final battle, and added a special image of him leading his descendants to escape from the realm of God.

After editing, there are real and false images in this section, which completely conquered most devout believers spiritually.

Many leaders knelt on their knees, watching Asgard slowly disintegrating in the flames, beating their chests and crying loudly.

But there were still a few leaders still standing there, looking at each other at a loss.

Waiting for the video to end, Todd cast his gaze to the people who were still standing: "Why don't you kneel down? Are you questioning the gods?"

A standing collar tremblingly pulled out a wooden cross from his chest, moved his swaying body, and took the first two steps: "We are all baptized Christians, and we only recognize the Almighty and One Lord. !"

Another kneeling collar, with red eyes, raised his fists and climbed up, rushed to the opponent, shouting in his mouth: "You blasphemous pagan! How dare you use your mouth to defile the gods? Sanctuary!"

Todd lifted his fingers slightly and separated the two who were fighting together.

He looked at the Christian who was holding the cross high, and suddenly felt that the other person was a bit familiar. Thinking about it again, this guy seemed to be the tall, thin tribal leader who was fighting for grazing land.

"What's your name?"

Hearing Todd's question, Christian led the swollen cheek and replied, "McGill."

After a while, McGill added: "My tribe joined the Froststone Camp because the Ulsters took away our land, increased our tax burden, and occupied our sisters. My tribe and I hated it. They are willing to lay down their lives in combat with them, but this does not mean that we will change our beliefs!"

Todd shook the iron thorn tail behind him and looked at the Christian in front of him: "If I remember correctly, you once took your tribe to participate in the battle of Froststone?"

"Yes!"

"In order to protect the camp, two soldiers in your clan gave their lives honorably?"

"Yes, may the Lord protect their souls!"

Todd, in the form of a tyrant, there was a dull laugh in his throat: "Don't rush to thank the Lord, how can you be sure that their souls have returned to the embrace of Heavenly Father?"

McGill raised his head in surprise, as if he didn't understand why the other party had such a question.

"From the two people who died in the battle, pick one out at will and tell me his name, age, and appearance!"

McGill hesitated for a while, and finally said in a low voice: "Masiken, my nephew, 21 years old, has a crescent-shaped scar on his right cheek."

Todd stretched his two iron claws into the middle of the hall and began to chant the mantra in Luen. On the smooth and clean ground, many ancient words shining with light suddenly appeared.

After dozens of seconds, a light blue spirit body slowly fell from the air to the ground.

Todd retracted his arms, looked at McGill and said slowly, "Look carefully."

McGill rubbed his eyes and opened his mouth wide enough to fit an egg: "Masiken!"

The spirit body called by the name ~lightnovelpub.net~ raised his head and looked at McGill, hesitatingly said, "Patriarch?"

McGill wanted to hug the spirit body excitedly, but found himself out of nowhere.

Todd leaned on the golden throne and said to the marvelous leaders in the hall: "Masiken has been taken into the Hall of Valor in the Sanctuary because of his bravery on the battlefield."

After talking a few words with the spirit body of Massiken, McGill, who had no other doubts, took the cross from his neck and slowly knelt down at Todd's feet.

"The descendants of the supreme gods, I offer you my loyalty!"

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