I'm such an old god, so sorry

Oliros' words were full of disdain for other princes.

As if thinking that Xiude was a like-minded person, Oleiros began to gushed bitterly towards the former.

On Ainfar, the worship of gods could not be more common, but the worship of evil gods is extremely rare. After all, the gods of order are overwhelming and almost represent the peak of the gods of the main plane.

The Lord of Youlan, as the only "unspeakable evil god" appointed by the Alliance of Church Nations, is far too rare when it comes to worship groups except for the people of the starry sky.

Even if it did, it would be a greedy fool who knew from nowhere about the existence of the Lord of Youlan and wanted to get the power of God.

Probably only in a closed country, such as the Kingdom of Sudor, can there be believers who truly believe in the Lord of Blue.

And Oleiros is one of them. His beliefs can be said to be passed on by the family. The ancestors of Oleiros were also servants of the nobles who followed the Sudor blue blood, but they did not occupy the position of the nobles like other servants. Instead, they inherited some books that the blue-blooded nobles were too late to take away.

They are all classics that record the history of the people of the stars, and this kind of book is full of praise and praise to the Lord of the Blue.

So Oliros' grandfather, father, and even himself, had been a devout believer in the Lord of Blue from an early age.

"...Those guys are not eager to get close to the Lord of the Blue from the bottom of their hearts, nor do they want to pursue the meaning of life! They just want to add weight to themselves."

"Plus?"

Xiuder asked back, he still understands Oliros’ self-destruction. After all, he has lived for so many years, and finally sees people who believe in the Lord of the Blue in addition to his own family. It’s like an unpopular character who has seen Tonghao after a long time. general.

"Ah, yes, I just want to understand."

Oleros contemptuously said: "Because the aristocratic identity is usurped, the princes are very worried about their legitimacy, and the only thing they can claim to be a little blue blood, and in Ainfal Above, the only one who has crushed the gods of order is the Lord of Youlan. They just want to give themselves a sense of inferiority a little superiority by believing in the greatest gods, because they have more or less blue in their bodies. Blood."

"...You can see clearly."

Xiude thought for a while, it seemed that this was the case.

It's like a person who always brushes up our ancient times in foreign history videos, satisfying the fearless sense of superiority while also showing off the poor sense of inferiority.

However, Xiude learned another important message from Oliros' words.

"The princes have the blood of blue blood?"

"Yes, even though it's so thin that it's almost absent."

Oleros replied: "The blue-blooded nobles of Su Duo at that time are still very different from the blue-blooded ones on the main plane now. According to the records in my family, they are not... so extreme, somewhat blue. Blood nobles even intermarry with common people. Mixed blood is the ancestor of most princes today. But it's quite rare."

"Even so...Almost all the Suduo people have a little blue blood."

"Because the blue blood gene is too powerful."

Xiude took the line, no one understood the nature of blue blood better than him.

The blood of the people of the stars is a very domineering bloodline. The descendants between pure blood are naturally pure blood, and when a pure blood and a foreign race produce offspring, the offspring must also be pure blood. If you want to get a less pure blue For the blood to come out, at least seventeen generations of mixed blood and foreign races are needed to mate, after which the newborn can be said to be not pure blood.

And if the mixed blood is to completely fade the influence of blue blood, it needs to be diluted for at least 47 generations. During this period, if any pure blood is mixed in, the hidden blue blood gene will be activated again, giving birth to pure blood. The people of the blood starry sky.

After the blue-blooded nobles of the Sudor Kingdom left, they could make everyone in the Sudor Kingdom carry the blue blood gene only with some mixed blood diluted for more than seventeen generations. This is simply a viral method of transmission.

"Wait...So, Su Duo has a population of tens of millions, isn't it a potential tens of millions of people in the starry sky?"

Suddenly, Xiude had a bold idea.

Chapter 45 is dead, really need to review it

Xiude quickly dispelled the bold idea that suddenly flashed in his mind.

Even if he despises it, he will never sell his children. In the values ​​of the people of the starry sky, aliens are similar to wild people and beasts. Isn't the god who forces humans and beasts to crossbred is not a ghost and beast thing?

Furthermore, Xiude actually didn’t want more people in the starry sky. He was already deeply reflecting on the mistakes made at the time. He would not be a demon and continue to make dependents if he was killed. Isn’t one Shibaizer’s Restoration Army enough? ?

Xiude will help the people of the starry sky within a certain limit, but he will not go beyond the thunder pool more.

Anyway, he understood that the main plane was an endgame. The more he messed up, the more chaotic he became, unless the entire chessboard was thrown away.

Forget it, let the people of the starry sky think about the matter of the people of the starry sky, and the father will be responsible for the final backstage.

Xiude is quite skillful in substituting himself into the role of Father God.

Then Shude talked with Oliros about the blue worship of the Shibaizel Empire. They walked in the gardens and talked. The knowledge of Oliros Shibaizel’s culture can be said to be true among mortals. It was amazing, the archaeologists who almost caught up with the blue blood, but they were still very ignorant in front of Xiude.

So Xiude confided in a few paragraphs casually, bluffing Oliros to be undesirable, this upright young legion commander looked at Xiude with admiration:

"It's really amazing, Sir Xiude...I thought my family was already pious enough. I didn't expect that the information you collected was so detailed. I hate why I never met you before?"

"It's also the first time I have participated in a rally among princes."

Xiude replied.

Oli Ross said with joy: "I participated in the rally of Youlan worship with hope for the first time, but only saw a group of superficial villains. Fortunately, there are true believers like you."

"is this okay?"

Xiud thought Oliros was very interesting: "I just scolded so many people in the hall, didn't you think about the consequences?"

One thing to say is that Xiude appreciates people in temperament.

"Cut, squeeze out revenge...Let them come, I don't want to be the prince anyway."

Oleros smiled: "This is the limitation of mortals. He has been stuck in wealth, power, and status for his entire life. No matter how high he climbs, he is higher than any king, or even surpasses the gods. It is a frog at the bottom of the well."

The young legion commander was very disdainful of the princes’ lifelong pursuits: "Their vision is limited to mortals. This is understandable... But fortunately there are still great existences like the Lord of the Blue. , If you can witness that great figure with your own eyes, you will definitely be able to see the scenery that mortals can’t see in their entire lives, and you will surely know the knowledge that mortals can’t get anyway...the meaning of life is at that moment, Even if I want to die immediately later, I am satisfied."

Oli Ross showed a look of hope, and he must have fantasized about that scene more than once.

This is the blue worship of non-blue blood?

It is not because of the nature of the dependents that they admire the Lord of Youlan, but merely worshiping greatness and yearning for greatness.

Xiude remembered that there seemed to be such a faint atmosphere among Grey Tower scholars. He blinked and looked at Oliros carefully. The other party's expression did not look like Ye Gonghaolong.

Xiude doesn’t want others to believe in himself. Perhaps some people think it will become the center of attention. It’s great to accept worship and admiration. But Xiude never thinks that way. Other people’s beliefs are not for the Lord of Youlan. Glory, but burden.

In a conscientious situation.

"boom--"

Xiu De was about to say something, when suddenly there was a dull explosion in the distance.

Following the reputation, I saw a thick smoke rising on the border of the endless grassland, followed by a series of blasts.

"what happened?"