Overgod Ascension

The city is divided into two floors, one inside and the other outside.

The inner city is Tsunami Castle, the residence of the Count of Blue Mountain, built entirely of thick granite rock, one side higher than the walls of the city, with arrow towers and bunkers that can be fully armed to the teeth as soon as war breaks out.

In the former Blue Blood Civil War, Wuthering Castle created a 100-person guard, blocked the siege of 10,000 troops, and kept a year-long record!

Beyond Tsunami Castle is the home of civilians and free people, the entire outer city of Tsunami Castle is divided into four regions, the eastern district is home to scholars, mercenary leaders, small businessmen, craftsmen… these free people, mostly sophisticated villas with one or two gardens attached.

Sectors West and South are the dwellings of the poor, two of the most disorderly, and some black markets and slavery.

As for the North Side, it is the church.

Wu Ming was wearing a white shirt, slurry washed black trousers, a cross sword hung between his waist, deer leather boots stepped on the ground laid with pebbles, and a crisp sound came slowly to the north.

The church's architecture is enormous, with a pointy top, with some Gothic style.

Dang!

At this time, in the square, the sound of the bronze bell rang, a group of clothes ragged, wearing old clothes made of linen, mostly the barefoot poor gathered together and waited with a slight expression of desire.

Ta-da!

The doors of the church opened and a group of priests poured out, maintaining order.

“The Lord brings light to the world from chaos! ”

A bishop in red, with white hair and a colour of mercy on his face, began his routine missionary work.

Several strong men came out of the pot with thin oatmeal porridge cooked, and the nurses next to them held the basket and lifted the white cloth, and they could see a piece of black bread lying quietly there.

Many poor people feel uncomfortable swallowing a sip and squeezing forward.

Had it not been for the presence of a strong line of priests and several glorious knights in armor, they would have jumped forward.

“Don't rush! One at a time! ”

The Cardinal maintains order: "Women, the elderly, and children first! ”

He took a spoon, gave every dirty wooden bowl, missing a broken pot of mouth, or even scooped a spoon of oatmeal on his hand, and the grandmother beside him gave him a piece of black bread in a good amount, but barely enough to sustain the needs of the day.

“The Lord says we want to love the world, just as the world loves us...”

Watching the cardinal not tired of preaching, and leading the prayers, Wu Ming politely watched while his eyes were confused: “This church...”

In his eyes, the whole church was covered in gray, with little light.

Even on the cardinal, he didn't feel anything extraordinary, as if he were an ordinary human old man.

The only thing that could bring him to his attention was the knights of glory.

These knights of glory, also known as the knights of the Church, are true knights through the selection of the church system and through the sacred oil and rituals!

Of course, they possess knightly strength, but they hinder the restrictions of the Church. No nobleman wants to seal them, give them Cognac and land, so there is no knightly strength, but no knightly fruit. The Church declares that it is the glory of the Church to give everything to the Supreme Lord and to give them the name of the 'Knight of Glory'.

But in Wu Ming's view, it is just a group of senior fighters trained.

“But one thing is the same, so much relief every day… this church really has a lot of financial resources…”

Wu Ming touched his chin and thought of more.

There are only three forces on the Fluorescent Plains that hold the secrets of a knight's promotion. If those small nobles want to remain neutral and do not want their knights to be infiltrated too deeply by the Counts and Viscounts, they have to turn to the Church for help.

To do so, they must pay a large sum of money.

Not to mention that, with the propaganda of the Church, there is always a group of free people, even small nobles, who wish to find the comfort of their hearts from the scriptures, who choose to convert to baptism, who receive a great deal of donations every day, naturally rich in oil.

The glorious knights had bright armor and the cross sword was decorated with gems and gold.

When the crowd dispersed, Wu Ming came to the church gate.

“Stranger brother, where are you from? ”

The Cardinal looked a little tired, praying, but found Wu Ming in the first place.

“My name is William. I'm from Niagara! ”

Wu Ming stared at the statue in the church. It was a tall figure with perfect muscle lines but no face.

From it, Wu Ming implicitly felt a little extraordinary power, but was also hazy and had a slightly more like a rather than a feeling.

“What God do you believe in? ”

The cardinal's face was a bit somber, he asked softly.

“I believe in the spirit of nature! ”

Wu Ming's eyes didn't blink either.

The world's belief systems are still relatively primitive, and many gods do not have a specific name, and even original beliefs like ancestral and natural worship exist.

Moreover, because the power of the Church was suppressed by nobility and did not develop to the point of religious persecution, Wu Ming would not have said so much about himself as a heathen.

And he asked, "Why doesn't God have a face? ”

“Because of the birth of our Lord in His own chaos, He is the God of everything, the God of the Lord, incarnated in thousands, and the Spirit of Nature is also a vector of His great power! ”

A voice came from the side and answered Wu Ming's question.

“Archbishop! ”

The previous cardinal immediately bowed his head respectfully.

Wu Ming looked at the person who came, dressed in plain clothes, wearing only a linen robe, with bare feet and no decorations, and appeared to be no different from a poor old man on the side of the road.

But on him, Wu Ming clearly felt the trace of extraordinary power: "Real priest? ”

Just as soon as he heard the Archbishop's answer, he was silent.

No wonder the Church is so unpopular and has even been rejected by the nobility of the union with such a single, supreme god-like doctrine.

The division of the nobility, in fact, is separatist power, which is the dominion of the respective territories, which can do whatever it wants.

But the only god of the Church, the theory of the Supreme God, in this world, is the great unity of the red and naked! Unless there is a desire to unite the kings of the entire continent, no nobleman will stand up for it.

“Praise my Lord, I see the return of another brother! ”

The Archbishop smiled, “Same church brother, are you here to find the comfort of your heart, or something else? ”

“In fact, I am an adventurer and my confidence skills have reached their peak, but there is no way forward! ”

Wu Ming Tan Lan Dao.

“You want to be a knight? ”

The Cardinal shook his head: "I am very sorry that we cannot help you in any way, as promised, unless you have received the Noble Book and Recommendation and have paid 500 Kinderons, or have sworn to renounce all joining the Church and become Knight of Glory! ”

He said it very well and fluently and did not know how many people he had spoken to.

“I see. Sorry to bother you! ”

Wu Ming bowed slightly: "I donate a Goldilon to the Church! ”

He pulled out a gold coin and handed it over to the cardinal, looking somewhat disappointed to be ready to leave.

“Wait a minute! ”

At this point, the Archbishop suddenly said: "Dear child, the doors of the Church are always open for you! ”

“Thanks! ”

Wu Ming once again saluted and exited the church door.

“Archbishop?! ”

The cardinal looked at the old man with some surprise.

The old man's demeanor also seemed a little confused: “I saw a mist of destiny on him, seemingly with the revelation of my Lord...”

“My lord? ”

The Cardinal was excited and a little ashamed: "What message have you received? ”

“God loves people, but does not interfere easily in the world. He only gives you hints in the details… feel it and listen to the whole world…”

The archbishop's eyes turned white and said slowly.

……

“Do you have to join a church or nobility to get Holy Oil research? ”

Wu Ming walked out of the church and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "If so, how did those wandering freedom knights get here? ”

Although there was a covenant to abide by, he was not convinced that nobility and the Church were ostensibly so impeccable.

The rules of sophistication and perfection also need to be followed and maintained.

Wherever there are people, there are ripples.

“There must be a clue to holy oil in the black market, even for sale...”

It was almost hard to think, and Wu Ming's heart came up with an idea.

“Of course… I need more knowledge before I visit a few more scholars! ”

……

Three days later, in the East Side, inside a villa.

“Dear Louren Scholar, I found poor Mr. Evans in a wolf cave along the lines you provided, and I'm sorry! ”

Wu Ming put a bloody leather coat and a ring with a peculiar pattern on the table and said to an old man with white face.

“This is indeed Evans' ring… oh! My poor little guy! ”

The Lulum scholar wore a detailed ring and rubbed it against his chest, bringing a little crystal to the corner of his eyes.

“Anyway, thank you! Brave adventurer! ”

I don't know how long it's been since Louren's voice came along: "You'll get what you deserve! ”

He got up and put a key and a small bag of Kinderon in front of Wu Ming: "The seven Kinderons, and all the books in my study for seven days, are yours! ”

“Let Gavin tell you the rest! ”

Louren's scholar leaned on the lounge chair, apparently exhausted.

Wu Ming bowed out, found Gavin's old butler and came to Lulum's study.

The brass key was inserted into the keyhole, making a crisp sound, and the door opened and rows of quaint bookshelves floated in front of Wu Ming.