After completing the layout of the astral realm, Lu Zhiyu once again turned his attention to the Marian world. At this moment, the original seeds of the gods in the Marian world have already arrived. They began to master the world rules, improve the world system, and promote the improvement of the world tree model.

"The eleven gods raised their thrones high, as if the star world became lively in an instant."

The gods held high the kingdom of stars, making the Marian world feel like the gods competing for the brilliance and illuminating the earth. The remaining gods are very special, and it is more difficult and uncertain to ascend to the throne. Therefore, there is no choice for the seeds of the gods who originally had the throne to compete for the throne. The original Lynn Ahenaton would rather compete with Felix for the throne to the earth than choose the remaining throne, which can be seen.

"Human civilization has come to a period of drastic changes again, and several potential seeds of gods may be reborn."

Lu Zhiyu looked at the changes within the Mary world and pondered. There were a total of seventeen gods, and the remaining six. Lu Zhiyu was about to see if he could find a pre-selected person who could become a true god in this new era.

The Kingdom of Holima is not in the south of the Alan continent. It is composed of more than a dozen kingdoms of all sizes. The belief of the Lord of Night has been popular here for more than a hundred years. The area of ​​Light Church, which is regarded as the center of the world, is called a foreign land. The conflict between the Light Church and the God of Night has also been in progress for more than a hundred years.

There are also frequent frictions between the Kingdom of Golden Rose and the Kingdom of Holima. From time to time, there are collisions and frictions between the combat airships of both sides in the sky. Civilians on both sides often see reports of border frictions in newspapers. The battle airship team of the Kingdom of Holima appeared above the Kingdom of Golden Rose and the Kingdom of Golden Rose shot down the commercial airships of the Kingdom of Holima.

"You will report these useless things all day long, but you won't really fight, you will be whining!"

"The fat and big-eared nobles in the Kingdom of Holima are all idiots, and the royal family in the Kingdom of Golden Rose is also a softie."

Frank sat on the sofa in Alva universal store, looking at the latest newspapers, and criticized the current affairs of both parties from time to time. Frank was originally a student of the History Department of the Holland Theological Seminary. He had a handsome face and glasses. He always liked to speak loudly in the academy and made different views on current affairs and history. However, since he spoke about the origin and exquisite identity of the Lord of Night in his public speech in the academy last month, he was immediately expelled from the academy.

Frank's teacher evaluated him as an idealist with super talent and wisdom, which seemed to be a compliment, but his classmates prefer to call him the fantasy Frank.

Alva is Frank's good friend. At this moment, he was preparing potions in Alva's universal store and said angrily: "What you are holding seems to be my newspaper. You come to me on time to read the newspaper on time. You are so leisurely."

"Isn't there nowhere to go? I have no money again, so I can only come to you!"

"I am convinced that I can be so righteous when I eat and drink, I will be so righteous. You can be soft and return to the seminary to apologize. With your talent, it is very easy to become a clergyman. Maybe in more than ten years, you can still be an archbishop or something, and even the pope of the Night God Cult will be you in the future."

"Don't go back!"

"Then go to other countries, the Church of Light, the Church of the Sun, and the Temple of the Sky. You can either follow the Lord of the Storm to be an adventurer. I have a way to get you into the Church of the Steam and Mechanical Goddess."

"Ha! Let me go back, so I won't go back to those vampires. Those guys only know how to make money, cheat and do some dirty things. The priests of the Night God Cult are all a group of liars, who only fool and deceive the lower class civilians, and then satisfy their extravagant and extremely desireful life."

Alva is an alchemist. Although he shouted the name of the Goddess of Steam and Mechanic all day long, he was not a believer of the Goddess of Steam and Mechanic. He was a well-known alchemist in the capital of Bictor, the capital of the Kingdom of Holima. The alchemist opened an arrogant alchemist, and it was called Alva's universal store.

This is a young man with fair face and a little thin, the same age as Frank. Both of them are geniuses with super high mental talent. They have mental talent far beyond ordinary people since they were born. However, geniuses seem to have some quirks, incompetent and various problems. The two weirdos appreciate each other, but they gather together.

Alva shrugged: "I think this era is good!"

Frank retorted: "That is the worst time for clergy and extraordinary people, for civilians and ordinary people."

Alva expressed his thoughts: "Isn't it normal for a minority to lead the majority?"

Frank slapped the newspapers and tables with hatred: "This is not the era when a few people lead the majority, this is one percent of people who rule 99 percent. Look at the streets, civilians have become slaves to clergy, allowing them to exploit and suck blood."

"If you want to become a transcendent, you must enter the clergy academies under various divine religions. If you want to become an apprentice in the alchemy workshop, you must be a clergy of the goddess of steam and mechanical. If you want to become a noble and king, you must be a divine follower of the major gods. If you want to control various alchemy props, you must also be a transcendent and clergy."

"Driving a steam locomotive requires a clergy, driving an airship requires a clergy, maintaining alchemy props requires a clergy, controlling the water towers and road alchemy gas lamps and the city system are clergy, and the adventurers driving an alchemy ship on the sea are clergy of the Lord of the Storm. Those who can make food harvest and yield are clergy, and everything is needed."

"Some idiots even proposed the theory that civilians are useless. They forgot that their fathers were even a mortal before, and they were just ordinary people who borrowed the power of gods."

"Look at the poor workers who worked day and night in the slums, who were full of injuries but still had nothing, and see the farmers who had achieved a bumper harvest of food but still had to sell their children and daughters. The herders could only freeze to death in the corner in winter, and they could not survive, but could not resist the power of the clergy and the powerful system of gods. They could only die in miserable and desolate manner, without any way to complain and resist. This is a terrifying world that cannot see hope."

"We are all a bunch of pigs in captivity."

Alva nodded. He, who usually doesn't pay much attention to the outside world, also deeply felt the horror in what Frank said: "The more perfect the divine system is, the more the clergy promotes the development of the entire world, the smaller the role that ordinary people show, and they can only allow the clergy to exploit it at will."

Frank nodded seriously: "So, we want to change this era!"

Alva looked at Frank in shock: "Change this era? How to change?"

"No, do you want to drive the gods above you out of the clouds? Let all the clergy disappear?" Alva never thought that his brother would have such courage.
Chapter completed!