My little country

A group of believers who believe in Morrigan, goddess of war.

After discovering that Morrigan, the goddess of war they worshipped, actually appeared.

One by one seemed to be shocked, sweating profusely, and eyes erratic.

As the indigenous wizard himself, he mumbled that it was impossible.

"An illusion, this must be an illusion!"

The aboriginal wizard dropped the sharp knife and retreated panicked under the dazzling light from the black crystal statue of the war goddess Morrigan.

The little red-haired boy also fell to the ground. Apart from the pain, the boy felt as if he was in a hot spring and landed in a warm place.

The fear and restless heart seemed to have been smoothed out by something.

"Child, don't be afraid..."

"I am Morrigan, goddess of war, the only true god who can save you!"

The gentle voice reached the heart of the little boy.

Under Xiao Yu's urging, the divine power slowly penetrated into the little boy's body, alleviating his fatigue and physical and mental trauma at the same time.

Let this little boy use the goddess of war Morrigan as a life-saving straw to catch him.

Although unable to make this little boy instantly turn into a mad believer.

It is very simple to make him a believer who is slightly more pious than the pan-believer.

After Xiao Yu confirmed that the little boy had a preliminary belief in Morrigan, the goddess of war, he planted the seeds of divine power.

Suddenly.

In that instant, the little boy already understood a lot of religious knowledge such as the doctrine and canon of the goddess of war Morrigan.

And understand the common sense and basic cultivation methods of being a priest.

From the perspective of Lilliputian, these have already involved extraordinary knowledge.

But Xiao Yu didn't think there would be a big problem.

He has read this knowledge.

It is very clear in my mind.

The path of the priesthood is more mysterious than many people think, and it is full of idealism.

Even if this little kid didn't keep the secret, he was discovered the methods he cultivated.

It will only cause headaches for real-world experts.

The foundation of the priesthood comes from the true God.

Morrigan, the goddess of war, is the only true god in the real world today.

No Xiao Yu nodded.

No matter how genius and aptitude are, no new transcendent priest will emerge.

Its actual value is even worse than the self-hypnotism of hypnotists.

Wow!

A sacred flame emerged from the little boy.

The rope that bound his hands and feet was easily burned.

Then, under the horrified eyes of many believers.

The little boy staggered to his feet.

Standing on this altar, high above.

He opened his eyes and looked around.

In his eyes, there was a dazzling extraordinary aura.

Just looking around has already made the believers around feel that a huge boulder is pressing down in their hearts.

It made one of them timid, and his legs softened involuntarily and fell to his knees on the cold floor.

"How can God profane!"

The black crystal statue of Morrigan, the goddess of war, floated above the boy's head under the control of the wizard Xiao Yu, and was broadcast with the recorded voice of the goddess.

Xiao Yu released extraordinary coercion.

Suddenly, everyone was so scared that they were all lying on the ground. Except for the head, other parts of the body seemed to lose consciousness. This discovery aggravated their fear and made them cry.

And hurriedly tossed the pot.

"God is here!"

"We were all cheated!"

"We didn't know that this was a blasphemous act!"

"Everything, everything is the fault of the damn cultists!"

"Yes! It's all their fault!"

"We are wronged!"

Amid the shouts.

The aboriginal wizard who was condemned shivered and wanted to escape. With a strong desire to survive, he even bit his lip and tongue in order to resist Xiao Yu's extraordinary coercion.

Mouthful of blood.

However... this is not very useful.

The gap between ordinary people and extraordinary is too big.

It's not even a little self-harm.

The aboriginal wizard found sadly that he had done so...still unable to move!

The little boy followed the whispers of the goddess in his ears and walked to the lying native wizard.

Speak out a voice with a childish voice:

"In the name of Morrigan, the goddess of war!"

"Those who blaspheme spirits should be burned!"

As the little boy announced the decision.

Suddenly a white flame appeared all around and attached to the indigenous wizard.

This is a flame formed by divine power, dedicated to burning the soul.

Of course, this is not something that a little boy can show.

Even if he had already obtained the seed of divine power, he would not be able to perform divine magic so quickly.

If it hadn't been for Xiao Yu to help out all the time, the little boy would be a little stronger than normal boys.

"wait wait wait!"

The aboriginal wizard felt the white flame burning on his body, felt his body hollowed out, and screamed in despair:

"Goddess of mercy, please forgive me, just forgive me this time!"

"I will become your most faithful servant forever and ever!"

"No, don't!"

The aboriginal wizard begged for mercy, but got the back view of the little boy turning around.

He looked at this back, begging for mercy when he was about to replace it with a vicious local curse.

The flame on his body intensified the burning speed.

After making him shake his heart suddenly, his consciousness was instantly blurred.

Accompanied by a low growl and white flames from his eyes.

The flame disappeared, and this purification also ended.

The black crystal statue of the war goddess Morrigan on the altar suddenly shattered and turned into powder.

The little boy also seemed to lose his favor and fainted on the altar.

The extraordinary pressure dissipated in an instant, so that after a moment of loss of consciousness, the remaining believers came back to their senses and secretly rejoiced with the mentality of not dying.

"The sacrifice is dead."

The believers curiously surrounded the corpse of the indigenous wizard, and after carefully opening him, they couldn't help making a hissing inhalation sound.

The skin of the indigenous wizard is still intact.

But his eyes and mouth were only left with three voids like skulls.

Obviously, even though the wizard's skin is still there, it has all been purified by the war goddess Morrigan.

Thinking of this, the believers present were all nervous, and all of them were a little at a loss.

But they are not without things in common.

They experienced this, when they said the goddess of war goddess Morrigan.

They are more solemn and pious than ordinary people can imagine.

Obviously, it makes sense to say that fear is the source of faith.

With the believers present, certain members who actually came from special departments began to pass on information.

The Macheng officials finally reacted, sending a large number of military police to surround the entire neighborhood.

The believers present were all detained at the residence of the commander without leaving.

And the red-haired boy who was favored by the goddess of war Morrigan.

The commander led the team to personally enter the ward to visit, and determined that he was the son of the goddess descended to the Nicaea region!

He also said that he wanted to meet with the relatives of the little boy immediately, so that they could be naturalized into Nicaea at all costs.