Chapter 709: Autumn Harvest (Part 1)

In the void

This is a world of dusk. In the void, the sun is hazy, as if it is stingy with the warm sunshine on the earth, and the cold air fills the earth.

A castle stands high in a mountain range.

Marble is the basic material.

From afar, there are a large number of elves on the castle, with different powers. They are wearing thick clothes and are busy building and strengthening the castle.

On closer inspection, they are all between the spirit and the body, and are obviously not fully formed prayers.

There is a main hall in the center of the castle. After careful observation, you will know that each place is condensed from talismans and emit a faint light!

In the center of the hall, on the high stairs, a huge throne stands here.

On the throne, Annien was working.

Countless thin lines and talismans were woven in his hands, and those thin lines gradually became a network, and the network condensed into entities.

As the network and entities gradually take shape, at this time, a trace of white light appears, gathering into a strip of silk light, integrating into this network.

With the emergence of white light, there were a few extremely small light spots in the void, flashing out of the void, which was the attraction of the force of divinity and faith.

Seeing this phenomenon, Annien sighed.

Attracting the Force means that in the main world, one's own beliefs have been established and stable.

But the same is true for sighing. Every closed world has its own laws. In this world, everything must start from scratch, even more difficult.

This is the repulsion of the Force instinct.

Different crystal wall universes have different rules.

Annien sighed softly.

Below it, there are still hundreds of thousands of elves prayers, who are diligently busy and building palaces for their own gods. After a moment of silence, Annien suddenly smiled.

In an instant, the entire palace shone brightly, and below, beautiful flowers emerged.

Annien drew out a long sword, and as soon as the sword appeared, it made a low buzz.

This is the sword of royal power, shaped by the divinity and flesh of the demigod.

Annien's eyes scanned the space. Outside, there were uninvited guests coming to visit the new country.

However, this kingdom of gods is still in the main world. According to the laws of this world, gods cannot come directly. As long as they are not the incarnation of gods, everything doesn't matter.

The next moment, an explosion suddenly occurred in the external space where the Kingdom of God existed.

Various energy swept across the entire void.

In the void, countless figures appeared or appeared.

Every time Annien flashes, he will appear once, and a firework will explode in the void.

Fireworks keep exploding, and time is gradually passing.

Finally, the void calmed down.

Annien appeared in the kingdom again. The golden armor on his body also carried many scars, but he was even holding a ball of light in his hand.

In the ball of light, thousands of souls, all of which carry a mysterious and mysterious aura, but at this moment, they can only scream and wail in unison.

Annien sneered, waved his hand and these souls automatically stuck to the wall, and then frozen instantly.

What solidifies is their painful wail.

The next moment, this kingdom that has not yet been raised to heaven will return to the busyness.

The elves prayers continue to work, and Annien continues to work.

"My Lord, my Lord, kill all human beings." The call from nowhere filled the palace.

Annien remained unmoved and continued to weave, erasing a trace of calling sounds at will.

Pure and clear, deep as the breath of the sea gradually emerged.

The mist plane. Viscount Sarant

It's a very busy city now

In the sun, within ten miles of the surrounding area, the fog had dissipated, revealing the jungle, lake, and plains that were originally in the fog.

The migration continues. From the city wall, you can see another team of leaders who are driven by the rushing downstairs.

They were all driven away by the cavalry and looked panicked, but they couldn't help but look at it as they passed by the fields.

In the area where the fog is gone, a large area of ​​fields have been reclaimed, but it has been harvested now, while a large number of assimilated farmers are working hard.

In February, plow the land, rake the land, fertilize, plant trees, build fences, and prepare for spring sowing.

Now is the time to sow spring wheat, so naturally it cannot be wasted.

"It's a pity that if it weren't for the massacre and another fire, we would have obtained Butley City now." On the wall, the person who spoke was Haboba. Now he is not Baron Sarante, but Viscount Sarante.

"The crimes committed by the evil gods must be liquidated for one day." Bishop Kanrongpa said calmly: "Besides, only when the wildfire burns out the old forest can the new forest grow."

"From the future, this territory will not be called Butler, but Viscount Sarant."

Haboba nodded with a smile.

Four months ago, after the goddess Shifiran was eaten by the dragon, she was so proud that Bishop Tekas and Earl Hanger, who were preparing to occupy Butley City, were shocked.

The army quickly retreated to Hangel's leadership, but before leaving, he plundered tens of thousands of leaders in the city and set fire.

The fire burned for ten days, and the city of Butel, which had a history of 600 years, turned into ashes.

And soon the news came, and tens of thousands of people were sacrificed at the same time on the Altar of Shifiran. It is said that the originally faint and insensitive goddess divinity relied on the altar and blood sacrifice, and there were signs of revival.

Even so, no one came for this original Butler.

At this time, Haboba sent troops calmly.

Although the main city was destroyed, the villages distributed in the territory still existed. In the past four months, I have been busy conquering the villages that still exist in the territory until now.

"However, this is also the last batch." Haboba said with emotion: "The cavalry has swept the surroundings, and there are probably no other villages except the wanderers."

"There are already nine thousand people. We may have to digest it for a while. Now the number of pastors is completely insufficient, so we cannot be anxious." Bishop Kanrongpa said.

"You are right. This city can only accommodate about 20,000 people. In fact, I have considered banning. Recently, several warriors have shown signs of breaking through to the Knights."

"There is no rush to divide the brigade for a while. Please wait a few years before sending them out to build a village. Besides, according to my divine enlightenment, we may not have no chance of revenge."

"Oh, what's going on?"

"The evil god Xifeilan was swallowed by the giant dragon sent by my lord. Even if he retained a little, his strength would be greatly reduced. Now its territory has become fat, and nearby territories are all looking at the dandan."

"As for our territory, the power of the dragon has already intimidated all sides, and no one dared to make any ideas easily."

"We can wait and digest for a while, and we can also send troops in the future. Although it is impossible to swallow the Hanger leader by ourselves, it is also possible to plunder some people and divide some land."

Haboba nodded repeatedly and smiled.

Once upon a time, I was just a mage who was not up or down in the city, but after the city was destroyed, I became the master of this vast territory in disguise!

Although this vast territory is now blank, no one dares to offend the gods and dragons.

Then the following matter is simple. As long as the population is sufficient, vassals can be sent to build villages one by one to cover the entire area.

At this moment, the bell rang

With the sound of the bell, except for the newly moved farmers and some necessary positions, everyone put down their work and flocked to their respective temples.

There are still five temples now, and nine thousand people are crowded, which is too crowded. Many people just kneel on the square outside the temple.

Even though the people in the city did not go down, they bowed their heads and prayed.

Bishop Kanrongpa also prayed. After a moment, he opened his eyes and saw five temples with white light coming out, and the number was much stronger than before.

However, Bishop Kanrongpa also clearly felt that the originally coordinated beliefs now confuse many impurities.

This is normal, and new believers who have moved cannot immediately have pure faith.

However, this is the responsibility of the pastor.

"The situation is not very good now, it's too messy." Haboba finished praying and frowned and looked down: "Every time I prayed is very chaotic. The new five temples have been built. When can I invite my Lord to take over?"

After a meal, he said, "Now, I will send them to work for the newly moved people, and exchange work for grain. We can build another one. If there are ten thousand people, we will need 50 small temples!"

"Master Viscount, you can continue to build a temple, but to open it, you must have devout and certain believers. Now your faith is not qualified." Bishop Kanrongpa smiled bitterly: "There are ten pastors who have become first-level pastors, which can barely meet the needs of the temple now, but the church can take care of only about 3,000 people."

"Sir Viscount, so I said, you can't be in a hurry now. It takes time to build all the temples, expand clergy, pure faith, and you reclaim farmland, build workshops, train troops, etc." Bishop Kanrongpa said.

Haboba nodded helplessly and said, "Actually, I still want to build a mage tower, but I was just an ordinary mage back then and I didn't have the chance to get into such a mystery."

"If you strove on your own, it may take another few hundred years."

"The territory is strong, and we may be able to obtain it through trade or plunder." Bishop Kanrongpa couldn't help with this, he said.

"That's all I can think about."

"By the way, Lord Viscount, should you get married? Although you have a daughter, as a lord, you may need multiple children to prosper for a long time." Bishop Kanrongpa said.
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