"The Transians have been tortured by the war for a long time. Although they are aggressive, they have always been hoping that a great power will come here to protect them so that they can live and work in peace and contentment and not be killed by those dangerous things at any time.

In this case, a group of immortal warriors naturally fits the local people's imagination of "great power".

They will regard the warriors as the warriors who died in the wars of the past hundreds of years on this land. In this dangerous era, they were awakened by the great governor and returned to the world. They will consider this a symbol!

Past failures create strength that protects people in the present and enables them to move into the future.

Transians are actually romantic too.

But their romanticism seems too barbaric to people elsewhere.

Well, maybe we should actually create a Hall of Valor for the warriors, even though they don't need to be resurrected through that building.

But perhaps with proper guidance, this belief will become a new tradition, and then become legends, myths, and even beliefs in the future.

Murphy, do you still remember the advice I gave you before? Let the warriors spread the faith of the Holy Light."

"Um."

Murphy nodded and said:

"The knights of Stromgarde are doing well. There are already thousands of Holy Light believers there. Although most of them are from Marlow Town, they are eager to receive the blessing of the Holy Light out of hatred for the undead. Why did you suddenly talk about it?

this?"

"Because there is movement."

Tris took a sip of wine and said softly:

"Although it has not yet become the incarnation of powerful faith that can bestow power like the Lord of the Hunt, I went to the Cathedral of the Holy Light in Stromgarde last night. I can tell you for sure that people's faith is guided by the doctrine.

The gathered consciousness has produced weak ripples in the subspace.

If you know how Philip shaped the Lord of the Hunt through war, you should realize that the guidance of the Holy Light Church has to enter the next stage.

We must set the priesthood and domain for the Holy Light that has planted the "seed", and reset the rituals of the Holy Light Church through some conceptual actions to strengthen the ripples of the Holy Light.

If everything goes well, perhaps in a few years, the Holy Light will be born in the subspace like the Lord of Hunting.

It is the gathering of all truth, goodness, beauty, hope and light.

That is the true nature hidden deep in the character of every conscious life, which means that once the Holy Light Church begins to spread on a large scale, its speed of gathering faith will definitely be faster and more powerful than the evil gods of alien races.

But it also means your warriors will enter the realm of faith

Avalon, Su and Wamu who are helping us now will all become our competitors. At least their believers in the world will not give up their parishes so easily. If something goes wrong, a war of faith will begin."

"Then come."

Murphy pointed to the city below and said:

"Let's spread this faith on our territory first, and use the Black Disaster as an opportunity to let it grow to the point where it can be empowered as soon as possible. As for the next step, we will certainly not go to Nordtov or Ice Bay to preach.

Let's go to the Plantagenet Kingdom!

King Louis personally abolished the Church of Avalon, and now his people's hearts are like a wasteland longing for the nourishment of faith. We will create the blonde idiot Valkyrie of the Holy Light, and when Pinkie Pie returns to the city of Nantes, the Holy Light will

will take root in the hearts of those who are not cared for.

You know, Tris, I don't actually advocate using war to take back everything we have.

And I have known for a long time that in addition to military victory, there are also options for cultural victory and faith victory. Perhaps one day in the future, even the proud King Louis will have to call on the name of the Holy Light to protect him and his people.

Woolen cloth.

But I’m curious, is there any way to speed up the birth of the Holy Light?”

"have!"

Tris looked around and whispered:

"Following the story of Varmu's birth, it is said that the Berserker was born from a part of the remains of an ancient god who had fallen. That ancient god originally had a domain of 'battle'.

The barbarians found the remains of the god on the land of Ice Bay, which opened at the beginning of the Era. They regarded it as the manifestation of their own god, and continued to worship the sacred object called the 'Bone of the Berserker'.

It was the barbarians who shaped their traditions and beliefs into the form of Vaam. When the Church of Avalon and the Church of Winter Wolf competed for control of the faith in Ice Bay, the barbarians who were forced to unite came together to resist foreign enemies.

Let Wamu be born.

If you want to speed up the birth of the Holy Light, then go find a piece of the remains of a god."

At this point, Tris took a sip of wine, but she kept pointing to Murphy with her eyes. The Governor also understood what Tris was implying. He narrowed his eyes and nodded and said:

"Well, from this point of view, the Lord of Hunting really has a way to kill himself. But the Lord of Hunting's three priesthoods of 'Hunting', 'War' and 'Slaying' sound inconsistent with the Holy Light.

And it’s shaped in the image of a jackal.”

"Use your power, Murphy!"

Tris came closer and whispered her arrogant thoughts:

"The Lord of Hunting is the god of filth. He has been polluted by the subspace. Your purification power can eliminate all the filth in it, so that you can obtain the purest remains of the godhead.

A blank piece of paper!

Let us paint on it.

But you must do this in secret. Once it is discovered that you can purify the gods, you will definitely become a "hot potato" in the eyes of many people.
Chapter completed!