After a glamorous night, Todd woke up from the bed and looked at Deirdre, who was lying next to him with the red tide on his cheeks. He smiled and gently stroked her head, and then walked down the stairs.

Dressed neatly and after a simple breakfast, Todd pushed open the door of the small building and took a step out. He was surprised to catch a glimpse of Evie who was leaning against the door: "How long have you been here?"

Evie glanced inside the door, raised her eyebrows and said, "It didn't take long."

Now that Todd still looked confused, Evie stood up straight: "Are you ready?"

"Prepare? What to prepare?"

Evie gave a thumbs up and pointed in the direction of the central temple of the basin: "You have been away for so long, of course it is a pilgrimage ceremony!"

Todd sighed, and just about to lift his foot to leave, Evie grabbed him.

Todd frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Evie pointed to his clothes, and said helplessly: "Aren't you planning to use this image to meet your followers?"

Todd realized that the believers worshipped their own tyrant form, not the present one.

Folding the clothes away, Todd urged the tyrant virus in his body and began to transform.

When the tyrant, who reached a height of several tens of meters, appeared in the center of the basin, a wave of fanaticism was immediately set off among the believers.

Believers of the gods from various kingdoms and tribes in the north, kneeling around the temple, chanting the praises of the gods taught by the shaman.

When the tyrant's huge body passed by them, every believer was so excited that they could not help themselves. People put their most precious wealth or belongings on both sides of the road that the tyrant walked, only to obtain the children of the gods. Favor and watch. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

With a radius of two kilometers, Todd was a little stunned when he looked at the inner and outer three-story temples surrounded by turbulent crowds.

With so many believers together, I am afraid that there are already over 10,000 people, and people are constantly trying to squeeze in. If it were not for Alfonso to lead the army to maintain order, this temple would probably be crushed to ruins.

Under the watchful eyes of the believers, Todd lowered his head and got into the door of the temple.

Compared with the past, the interior of the temple has been improved a lot.

The originally narrow temple space has now been increased to six times its original size. Standing at one end of the temple, the voice shouted can reverberate continuously in the wide hall.

The original tyrant statue, the throne of the gods and the ceremonial platform, the building materials have changed from the original stone and wood to the current gold and gems. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

Dozens of huge obsidian totems were erected around the temple, with intricate Rune characters engraved on them.

On the throne, there are piles of various jewels and coins donated by believers; on the walls, barbarians' painters use gold dust and mineral colors to vividly describe every victory the tyrant has achieved.

Sitting on the high platform at the end of the plate, Todd first looked at the astronomical star map inlaid with colorful gems on the roof, and then looked down at the gold coins and treasures that were nowhere to be found.

The three words "Yuhu" slowly emerged in his mind.

Evie stood by Todd's side, poked his scales with the hilt, indicating that the followers of his gods were waiting to be summoned.

Todd reacted, then nodded, indicating that he could start.

The bravest and most pious believers in Froststone City, according to their contributions and merits, were selected by the shamans, and they lined up in a long line, one by one, came to Todd's front and kneeled down on him. At the feet of each, they offered their most precious goods or trophies with both hands. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

Todd was interested in this form of worship at first, but after a long time, he became extremely bored.

The form of the dialogue is nothing more than this:

"The supreme son of the gods! I am your humble servant, your fanatical believer! I am **** from xxx, in order to reproduce the glory of the gods, I will offer you the most precious xxx! I am willing to **** for you, I beg you to grant me the blessings of the gods..."

After hundreds of repeated conversations, Todd would say two sentences from time to time at first, but later, he didn't bother to speak and waved his hand directly.

However, in the pilgrimage of so many people, he did show a few things that interest him.

One is Shaman Minnie. She led a group of shamans and dedicated the newly made top-notch snuff to him.

Due to the size problem, the small can of snuff in Minnie's hand turned into a pinch of powder in Todd's hand. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

But after trying it in person, Todd was very satisfied with the taste, smell or quality. In order to reward the shamans for their achievements, in addition to the mass production of Froststone City, he also permitted these shamans to grow, improve, and trade products on their own to a limited extent.

The other was a tribal elder named Kamamurian, who represented the alliance of forty-four tribes in the south and presented Todd with a theocracy symbol of surrender-a mysterious mask made of black metal.

According to legend, this mask called the "Pillar of God's Domain" has existed between heaven and earth thousands of years ago, and those who wear it can gain the power to talk to the gods.

Todd held this strange mask with iron claws. He always felt that this thing was a bit familiar. When he asked Kamamurian if he had seen anyone wear this thing with his own eyes?

The tribal elder actually told him that, as far as he knew, all those who tried to put on the mask had been pulled out of their souls and turned into walking corpses. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

Todd suddenly became interested, and while accepting the mask, he naturally agreed to convert the forty-four tribes to the faith of the gods.

The last worshiper that interested Todd was Fogar, the former favorite of the kingdom of Ulster.

Originally Todd had always thought that Fogar said that he wanted to dedicate his daughter to himself as a side room, which was completely addictive. But I don’t know which nerve is broken for this old thing. He is actually above the temple and said in public, "My precious treasure is my daughter. I will dedicate her to the son of the gods!" 』

Not only that, this old guy actually shamelessly brought her daughter!

Watching Fogar's daughter, Emmel, in the shrine where the breeze is whistling, she is forced to wear a tulle that is barely covering her body. Moreover, there was only endless fear and despair in his eyes, and Todd immediately lost any favor with the unscrupulous parent. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

Todd gave Evie a look, and the latter immediately found a few sisters, and directly framed the father and daughter out of the temple.

After dealing with this episode, Todd continued to meet the believers.

Fortunately, there are not many people who have the right to enter the temple to worship the sons of the gods. Todd spent most of the day meeting these people and selecting a hundred outstanding people from them, completing the soul link with them, and bringing them together. After they walked around in Asgard in the soul space, they were finally able to breathe.

After dealing with the affairs of pilgrimage, Todd summoned all levels of officials in Froststone City. After some understanding, he understood the management method and hierarchy here.

The original clan chiefs have slowly lost their power; the shamans who spread the beliefs of the gods have become the power holders of Froststone City; as for the warriors, they are based on their races, territories and past. Select leaders and form a legion to obey the "Order of the Gods" conveyed by the shamans. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

Specifically, in Froststone City where the faith of the gods is indestructible, the pyramid of power has become like this:

The first class is naturally the source of faith in the gods, which is Todd's tyrant form.

The second class is those shamans who have the right to speak of the will of the gods. They formed a shaman assembly and arranged and organized the production, construction, exhibition and military of Froststone City according to the soul meeting with Todd.

However, even in the soul space, Todd had no way to deal with Froststone City's affairs. At this time, the shamans will discuss and vote through the assembly, and finally make a decision.

The third tier is an army composed of groups of fighters. In the beginning, on the battlefield, depending on race and place of birth, fighters would often fight in groups. At first, it was just a group of friends of the same race or close friends, helping each other in battle. But after the exhibition, this kind of mutual assistance team gradually expanded into a battle group. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

For example, Ackerman and Casper gathered most of the gladiators and organized them into a battle group called the "Red Branch Army"; the barbarian veteran Fried, integrated the Froststone tribe into the "Falcon" War regiments; refugees from the Holy Acropolis have since formed the "Windhammer" war regiment...In this way, hundreds of legions, large and small, have been organized in Froststone City.

The soldiers have only two requirements for the commander leading the battle group: First, they must have excellent skills and be able to serve the crowd; second, they must be fighters approved by the Son of the Gods (completed the soul link with Todd).

Before each foreign battle, a military meeting was held between the shaman and the commanders, and each legion would receive different kinds of tasks and goals based on its own strengths and strength. Of course, the rewards after the battle are also judged and released by the shaman assembly according to the difficulty of the task.

As for the fourth class ~lightnovelpub.net~, they are civilians in Froststone City. The only difference between them and the slaves of the fifth class is whether they have freedom.

In this way, the Froststone City built by the five major strata, whether it is power or economy, constitutes a wonderful balance.

This kind of balance, according to common sense, should not exist. But in Froststone City, it became a reality.

In Todd's view, the exhibition mode of Froststone City and Muxicheng completely went to two extremes.

One is **** based on divine power, and the other is autonomy based on civil rights.

Todd was also a little confused for a while as to which one was the right way.

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