Ayss Domination

The rain gradually stopped.

As the evening descended, the group finally chose a place to camp. They had been on the road in the rain for a whole day, and the people and horses might not be able to hold on any longer.There was a loud voice outside, because it was not easy to raise a bonfire after it had just rained, and many soldiers could only swallow dry food in water.However, there is no bonfire at night. Everyone is drenched and the cold wind blows for another night. Basically they will be affected tomorrow. These soldiers do not have much extraordinary physique.

Sir Eden sent someone to find some dry firewood, and he ordered a small stove to be put in the carriage.

The team is equipped with a charcoal stove, the kind of exquisite copper stove, you can cook something directly with charcoal, but only enough for one or two people.The inside of the carriage is like another space, everything outside will not interfere with it, as if there is some invisible force, and other people become very quiet when they approach the carriage.

Time passed bit by bit.

The sky gradually darkened, a bonfire was lit outside, and the soldiers boiled a large pot of broth.

Sir Eden ate some dry food casually, then drank a large bowl of soup, and then he began to arrange sentries for the night's vigil.He is a retired veteran on the battlefield. The title of Jazz was bestowed by his master. After the master's death, his object of allegiance became the eldest daughter of the family.In the Duchy of Valoran, there is no man who can inherit the title. The eldest daughter and second daughter of the family also have certain inheritance rights.

The guards for the night watch were arranged, and Sir Eden wanted to go to the carriage.

But he had just walked near the carriage, and he felt that it was better not to disturb at this time, so he turned around and went back to the campfire.

The carriage was quiet.

Of course, this is just not heard outside.

In fact, from the beginning of the night, the young man in front of Caitlin's face became distorted. He seemed to be suffering from great pain, holding his head in both hands and let out a terrible low growl.

She feels scared!

Then she didn't know anything when it darkened.

Zi Zi Zi.

The solid wooden carriage of the carriage was easily crushed like tofu by the young man. If it weren't for the masked woman next to her to calm her down, the carriage would be broken into pieces in the blink of an eye.

"the host!"

The masked woman put her hand on the young man's forehead and said softly: "Relax!...Relax!..."

"Let my soul be one with you! ... I will help you share these pains! ... My master! ... You must let go of your mind! ... Otherwise, your mortal body cannot bear the spirit of God at all Huge information!..."

"You will go crazy!"

"You will really go crazy!... Let me enter your heart!... Otherwise, I can't help you cut these belief connections!... That is the belief connection of the last god! ... His power is interfering with you !... You must learn to reject these beliefs!... You are the supreme god!... Not a tool to be kidnapped by belief!... Let me help you cut all belief connections!... Then re-establish what belongs to you country!……"

"if not!"

"The will of the last god will replace you!... He will use your body as the resurrection host!..."

"Abandon these beliefs!..."

"It is not you that they serve faith! ... What you need is a new faith! ... A new kingdom! ... My master! ... Let me cut everything for you! ..."

"These old faiths should be buried along with the dead gods!..."

An invisible field of psychic force opens.

The masked woman held the young man's hands, and then pressed her forehead to the other's forehead. In an instant, her face became extremely pale, while the young man's twisted face gradually relaxed.

pain.

The masked woman was drenched all at once, and the sweat slid down her pale cheeks. With just a moment of effort, she seemed to hear countless voices, saw countless pictures, and huge information impacted her brain, even though She used to be a Psion Warlock with a career level of 30 or higher, and at this moment she also felt completely unbearable.

Too much!

Too much!

The calls of mortals, the prayers of believers, the terrible dreams, everything flooded into her mind like a torrent.

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Fallen City.

This once prosperous city has now become a bit dilapidated. The decline of White Horse City has begun to affect here, and another incident that has happened recently has caused Fallen City to be hit hard.

The priests lost their connection with the gods.

The eager enemy began to harass frequently, and the soldiers without the power of the priest suffered heavy losses. What's more terrifying is that this news seems to be impossible to hide. More and more people panic, and the enemy's attacks become more frequent.The bad news was sent back here one by one. A large number of refugees gathered outside the city. They lost the protection of the gods and the magic of the priest. Within a hundred kilometers around the center of Fallen Leaf City, the half-elf was big. Small towns and villages were attacked.

Jackals, orcs, ogres...

These monsters who were expelled by them back then returned here all at once, seeming to want to retake this fertile land.

"Archbishop! It's not good!"

A rush of footsteps sounded, and then a young apprentice pastor hurried to the vicinity of the square.

He whispered a few words in the ear of a middle-aged pastor, and then the middle-aged pastor's face changed drastically, and he hurried to the place where the temple was.

Temple of the'God of Half-elves and Wanderers'.

This is His largest temple on the material plane and the center of His faith in the world.

As the successor of the'God of Thieves', the God of Half-elves and Wanderers lost too much power in the struggle of the gods.Because he failed to master the [Shadow] realm, the wanderer’s beliefs began to be handed over to the Lord of Shadows, the Goddess of Luck, and the Lady of the Night. He only inherited a weak professional priesthood, and in desperation he could only use the realm of faith. Spreading into the scope of their own race, they are half-elves who have always been embarrassed between humans and elves.

So his first priesthood is [Half-elf], and then [Wanderer].

Half-elves are his main source of faith.

He once relied on the faith of half-elves to promote [weak divine power], but unfortunately, because of the defeat of the struggle in the rogue realm, he was again downgraded to [weak divine power] by the "Lord of Shadows".

Now he fell to the earth as the first group of gods and finally died in the hands of the vampire god son.

The brightness of the temple is very dim.

As the largest temple of the gods on the material plane, all changes here represent many things.

The divine brilliance is declining.

From the moment the god of half-elves and wanderers fell into the mortal world, the glory of this temple has dimmed a lot.Fortunately, the decline gradually stopped. Although the power of the temple has weakened a lot, some of it has been retained. This gives many believers a glimmer of hope.But not long ago, another amazing thing happened. The idol of the "God of Half-elf and Wanderer" served in the temple suddenly became dim and completely lost its power, just like an ordinary statue. Like.

This process lasted a whole day.

By the next day, these idols seemed to regain their power, reappearing a trace of divine brilliance.

Although very weak.

But at least there is still hope!

but.

What is happening right now makes all believers face ashen. In the gray eyes of the middle-aged priest, the idol of the'God of Half-elf and Wanderer' erected in the center of the temple gradually loses all its divine glory.There is still remaining power in the temple, but there is no trace of magic power on the idols, and traces of cracks surfaced. In their dull eyes, the idols erected in the center of the temple suddenly collapsed and collapsed!

Hum!

It seems to be the power that has wiped out a certain source.

With this temple as the center, all the idols serving the "God of Half-elves and Wanderers" have all become dim, and some even have cracks.

finally!

In all the temples that serve him, one by one the deity's radiance of divine power is obliterated and turned into a utterly mortal thing!

Fallen.

The gods have fallen!

This time it was a complete fall, and nothing was left!

His divine name has passed away.

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