Chapter 668: joke

New discoveries, new thoughts, and new confusions.
Bran didn't think about it anymore. He is not a monster eager to escape the maze, he has time to enjoy the fun of finding a way out. And there is no need to think about it alone, all beings will reveal the answer for him.
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Believers would not expect that when they look forward to guidance from the gods, the gods are waiting for them to reveal the future. At least, the masses of beings on Qiming would not think of it.
The tide of the undead stopped surging, and the gods stopped speaking, as if suddenly forgot here. But the temple still shining with the holy light, still preaching the sacrificial doctrine aloud, convinced people that the gods still bless this land.
In the confrontation of the undead, small victories again and again allowed confidence to re-accumulate, and courage gradually recovered.
People who are accustomed to fear begin to tire of fear, so bravery has gradually become a recognized virtue, even if it is reckless to die, it is more commendable than rational living.
No one knows when this change happened. When the priests realized all this, it was already a little late.
They really need people to be brave, because only by going out bravely can they help them clean up the world and gain God's grace. However, they do not want these people to become reckless and difficult to manipulate.
Some bad signs have emerged, and some people even propose to catch the thieves first. Of course, the priests knew that it was not that these people had the courage to fight against the of death, but that they pointed the finger at its followers.
The priests know that before the world becomes noisy again, it is best not to have conflicts. At least, large-scale conflicts cannot break out.
But if this momentum continues, no one knows what will happen.
Maybe someone knows, for example Adam.
Adam knew many things that the priests did not know, such as why the gods lost their voices. As a Northlander, many things about the Northland will not become a secret to him.
When he first heard that the Bran family was struggling to cope with the danger that came suddenly, Adam was a little bit happy while worried. He began to believe in what Bran occasionally mentioned-fate!
This is a great gift from destiny.
Despite the opposition of his subordinates, he still went his own way. Because he knows that no one will react to him again in a short time.
As Bran said, time will solve many things. After the terrifying actions time after time and the unexpected safety time after time, the heart gradually settled down and he won true respect and trust.
Over the years, something far beyond respect and trust gradually emerged. As a result, he revealed another identity to a very small number of people, an identity that could never appear in front of others with integrity.
Adam knew that there were still many people running away, such as Zhuoma, who he regarded as his right-hand man.
Although he is very clear that he cannot be honest with Zhuoma, let alone make Zhuoma his believer, but he needs Zhuoma and believes in Zhuoma.
Every time Zhuoma went out to search for money, he would reap a lot, and his belongings were gradually piled up in this small world. Soon, something embarrassing appeared-the pile of belongings seemed a bit in the way.
When the glittering jewels could no longer attract everyone's attention, he gave Zhuoma a new order-build a city. Not only for ourselves, but also for those outside who are in urgent need of assistance to complete the reconstruction.
He wants to turn the useless things he has scoured into help. He wants to help the world become prosperous again. Only in this way can there be more disputes and more believers.
When this decision was made, Adam suddenly felt that he had become a great deity.
When Bran and other brothers and sisters no longer pay attention to this world, he is the master of this world. He no longer needs to hide in a small space waiting for an opportunity, because the time has come.
There are not many people who can walk unscrupulously in this world, let alone carry a lot of supplies. But he can, whether it is Zhuoma's family or the robes around him-the shadow, can easily shelter the brigade around him.
Besides, he...
Everything went well, until he discovered that there was another force doing similar things, and doing it easier than him.
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Irene gently shook the blood from the spear and sighed helplessly. The fear of the past is gradually turning into hatred, making them the target of revenge.
She really felt sorry for these people, she didn't dare to resent the gods, but vented her senseless anger on them.
This was not the case at first. When the indigenous people saw them, their eyes were full of fear and awe from fear. When they ask questions, they will also show a flattering smile.
According to Nicole's instructions, adhering to the low-key and humility of the Dark Night believers, they did not become domineering, but tried to eliminate people's fear and provide some help within their ability.
Moreover, many people do need help. Trapped in a small town, food, clothing, shelter and transportation have already had major problems. Although many things are outside, people are unable to carry them on a large scale.
This kind of thing is not a problem for their believers in the dark night. Being able to survive the tide of the undead, regardless of whether it is pious or not, is blessed when the tide recedes, and will never be attacked by the undead again.
Irene felt sad, but also relieved. She knew that something had finally passed...
In the process of letting the dead rest in peace, those forces that belonged to the dead began to transfer to them. The armors and weapons that were once bright and bright are getting mottled, and finally stained with fearful black.
Irene knows how to use this power, after all, Bran has taught her and Maya herself. Taking this opportunity, she passed the basic part of it to more people.
unfortunately! They can't be as subtle as Bran. Even she and Maya couldn't do this, let alone a tribe with only a little fur. But they can make the body stronger, make the armor stronger, and make the weapon sharper. Under the stimulation of magic power, they can instantly explode with amazing lethal power.
This is really a relatively pleasant journey-give, and then gain. Not only in strength, but also in gratitude and recognition after people eliminate their fears.
The smiling faces of the clansmen gradually increased, and the sense of belonging to the group began to grow stronger. It would be great if it could continue like this...
She knew that those sacrifices were jealous, but she didn't expect someone to instigate the natives to attack them.
This is really ridiculous. Someone wants to attack the believers in the dark night?
Yes! These people don't know at all. When Dark Night was still an inconspicuous wizard, the most unpredictable thing was his perception. For him at that time, there were no secrets around, so he was able to calmly deal with various conspiracies and calculations.
They—now inherited this power. Although it is impossible to observe the details, it is enough to discover many clues in advance.
Being humble in words and deeds does not mean being soft when killing people. Just like Bran back then, he ruthlessly swept away the three parties in front of the North City. Now that the sword has been raised, there is no more compassion.
At least for the small village in front of her, for the people she had rescued before, even if Irene knew that the natives here were instigated. Even if she knows it, this means that many previous efforts will come to nothing.
But she doesn't care, because the people around her have been reborn. She never wanted to please the natives here and the world.
How can death not be scary?
She is Irene on Black Dragon Cliff, not Nicole seeking peace. She knows Bran better than she, and understands the nature of death better.
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As Adam expected, there was no real soft-hearted person around Bran, even Irene, a woman with a contradictory personality. Unfortunately, she cannot let people lose the courage to confront in fear like Bran. When people cannot fight head-on with their power, conspiracy will be the only choice.
He never thought of squeezing out the believers of Dark Night completely, because the world still needs them. He just wants people to ignore and reject this group of people in hatred.
Even if this group of people, like him, is helping the world recover quickly.
Everything went smoothly, and for a while he even felt that the world was slowly falling into his grasp. All parties like him and all trust him.
Until his sister, Lily, came back.
Excitedly, he suddenly realized that he still lacked something necessary for the gods-power! He was worried that he would lose everything in front of him like losing his former kingdom.
In the face of real power, his hard work for several years is just a joke...