Above the vast plains, billowing smoke rises from the earth like wolf smoke, making the blue sky dome darkened, and the earth is trembling gently, and the reason is that a large army is marching on the plain.

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

In an array that is following the troops, a young man wearing a full body armor probes his brain. He can see very few things, because he can only look directly in front of him, occasionally looking around with the remaining light.

But even so, he was amazed by everything he saw. This was a big scene he had never seen in his life. This surging side of the crowd made him excited and felt his heart surging.

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

An officer riding a war beast and keeping the queue neat just happened to hear the sigh of his soldiers, and he could not help but reply seriously.

"Uh, sir, what do you mean?"

Originally, there were still a lot of enthusiasm, full of ambition, warriors who were full of good expectations for their future, and they were panicked at this time.

"Think about it with your poor little head of melon seeds. We are going to fight. The big men above have sent so many troops, and we can imagine how powerful our enemies will be.

It's really time to fight, not to mention you, even I will not be much better than you. "

"Then what should we do?" The soldiers who heard the officer's words made a commotion. There was some restlessness.

"What's the panic? This war is a holy war. All heroes who died in this war will return to the arms of your gods, and then get eternal life in the god's kingdom."

The officer uttered an inexplicable sneer. Although his color did not show much fear and panic, he knew that the probability of survival in this war was not high, but he was a devout believer. Words are not the end, but a new beginning.

"Is this true? After we died in war, we were able to go to the kingdom of gods and enjoy eternal life."

Some soldiers couldn't help but raise a little question about this matter. After all, for those of them at the bottom, the high spirits are like dreams beyond reach.

For them, biographies that promote the power of the gods are more like legends to them. Being able to travel to the kingdom of the gods after death felt a little illusory for them.

"Of course it is true. Look at how many troops are around us. Except for the great men, no matter which monarch, there is no such appeal.

All the men and women jointly issued the oracle, and personally promised that anyone who died in this war will be able to obtain eternal life after death.

However, please note that only the heroic spirit of the warrior has this qualification. If it is because of other things, such as running away, facing away from the enemy, and being shot by the enemy's bow and arrow, this will not be counted. "

"Hahaha!"

When a serious-faced officer said such a joke, a sudden high and low laughter arose.

The soldiers, once again confirmed, were full of flames called fighting spirit. The great gods promised them, so what else to be afraid of?

Damn! Damn!

Between the group of soldiers talking and laughing, flying war beasts clustered, hissing, like dark clouds, drifting through the sky, leaving large shadows on the ground.

...

kill!

In a hilly area where the bumps are not suitable as a battlefield, the two suddenly encountered troops, after confirming each other's identity, launched a fight without any preparation.

From the beginning, the battle went directly into fiery heat. The soldiers on both sides fought forever, and most of their expressions were fanatical.

Because this is a war caused by the conflict between the gods, most of the participating troops have a certain basis of faith, 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, the rest of the soldiers, even if they are in doubt, will be wrapped up to charge the enemy together, and then start a life-and-death battle. Not much.

The sound of the piercing blade piercing into the flesh and blood echoed on the battlefield every moment, and the instinctive screams and wailings of the instincts before and after the death of the creatures came and went, like a sad music.

This is a miserable scene like asura hell. The encounter between two hostile and faithful armies is more violent than any other secular army.

Both parties are heretics for each other, and they hope to get rid of it soon. There is no possibility of compromise between the two parties, unless the gods they believe in, one of them fails, otherwise the war will only continue forever.

"Murya!"

A soft call rang by Muria's ear, and the gods of the tragic scenes in the battlefields were slightly turned their heads in their eyes, looking at their partners.

"I'm here, you say."

"Can you change to a different mode of war? I don't like the war that is being waged now. In my kingdom, the number of prayers is increasing almost every moment."

Asked the goddess, who held the light, but was extremely belligerent. In the kingdom of God, although the number of prayers is increasing, but he is not the same as the general belief in God, for whom she is happy, she just feels sad.

The believers who provide faith to the gods should use the power of the gods to get a better life, but under the desire of the gods, they are reduced to sad consumables.

"... how do you want to fight?" Muria asked in silence for a long while.

"Go directly to the other's gods, I can be a pioneer!" Michaela was simple and direct. For the enemy, he is the Valkyrie who is pushing in all directions and invincible, but for his believers, he wants to be a competent god.

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

Muria shook her head slowly, why did he not know what Michaela thought.

Because of his thoughts, the fate of hundreds of billions of creatures has been changed in hundreds of realms, and hundreds of thousands of intelligent creatures have fallen at every moment because of the struggle for faith.

Only the most devout group of believers are eligible to enter the kingdom of the gods, enjoying the so-called eternal life promised by the gods, in fact, they are reduced to providing "small batteries" of faith. When the prayers exhaust their soul potential, it is when they dissipate.

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

"..."

This time, it was Miguelera's turn to be silent. Now she really doesn't know what to do. She feels sorrow for those believers who have died in battle, and has pity for their experience.

But she could not do any substantive things except to gather those prayers who had pious beliefs and qualified to enter the kingdom of God.

Because he knew that this war was of great significance to her partner. This is a bet on the future war between the couple and determines their future achievements.

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

As Muriya said, he has already tried it, and they do not occupy much advantage in high-level combat power. Therefore, the upper layer can only be influenced through the bottom layer and thus the victory.

The foundation of the existence of gods is the wise creatures living in the realm. If a large number of believers die, even the gods will fall into the divine position and lose everything.

Of course, losing a believer is a very serious matter for a true **** of faith, but for an ancient god, such as the sun god, who was born from the beginning, it does not hurt the fundamentals, but only loses part of its strength, and it does not harm the elegance.

However, Muriya never expected to be able to influence him through the war of faith, as long as the wings of this **** were reduced as much as possible, then he could take a group of gods to beat this lonely god. .

But the prerequisite for all of this is that Muriya must win the war, otherwise the sun **** will bring his own **** to beat him.

"There is actually another way."

Seeing the silent companion, Muria felt a little unbearable. Although he did not like to let his followers die for his life, but he who had been an emperor was able to make such a determination.

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

"Now I want to be promoted again, it is impossible in a short time, but you can. End the war and wait until you are promoted to a powerful divine power. Let's join hands and win the Sun God. There is absolutely no problem."

Muria spoke of his solution-delaying time.

The priesthood under the control of Michaela has absolute potential. If there is enough faith, there is no problem with the promotion of powerful divine power, but it takes time.

"Instead of choosing to run out of resources to train me, why don't you choose your two gods? Whether it is feather fire **** or elven king, they are only one step away from being promoted to a powerful divine power."

"After all, they are just my gods, not my companions. And after they were promoted, were they really willing to continue being driven by me?"

"Some of their priesthood is in your hands, and it's all like this. Do you still beware of them?"

"Not beware ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ If they have the ability and can promote with their own ability, I will naturally not have a little hindrance, but I want to concentrate my resources to train them, I can't do it."

"So you would rather spend more resources to train me?" Michaela was a little crying and laughing, she didn't know what to say about her partner.

"Well, only in this way, our divine court is more deterrent, and after your promotion. Even if the two guys are also promoted, they will be honest and have a lot of responsibilities, and they wo n’t have too many crooked thoughts."

"I remembered suddenly, did you forget the existence?"

"Ok?"

"The student you accepted, I remember you evaluated him with me, you said that he will become a powerful divine force in less than a thousand years. Since that is the case, now you are so lacking in high-end combat power, why not take your student Found it? "

"It's true that I am his teacher, but I was a forcible one. Now he still recognizes me and tells me that, and even if he admits, he will not necessarily listen to me."

"If you don't recognize you, you can do it again."