Don't mess with the yordle

Chapter 274 God is just a fake
"I remember that this place used to be beautiful. The clear water would pour down from the top of the cliff, forming two elegant arcs in the air. It would slide down from both sides of the stone statues and merge into the lake. The lake water would be as abundant as the full moon and as clear as a dome, all the way into the distance. It stretches and narrows, and finally becomes a river flowing into the land of Shurima."

Looking at the stone statue, Zolanie fell into memories. In her memory, Zolan was still a beautiful sight, but the reality was already different.

"This was once a paradise, with libraries, gardens, and clear lakes."

Zolani obviously knows this place very well, so some of the legends are not unreasonable. At least this place was really favored.

"It will come back again."

Reed's body levitated, and as he spoke, waves of ripples began to vibrate all over his body. The terrifying breath of life escaped around him, and then quickly dispersed to the surroundings.

"This is."

As a former healer, Zolani was no stranger to life magic, but the power released by Reed was simply jaw-dropping.

Zolani even felt that her body was coming to life at this time, the breath of life was too strong.

Then, Zolanie saw that the dry lakes in Zolan began to fill up again, and the cultivated land and pastures swallowed by the yellow sand regained the upper hand. The greenery drove away the yellow sand and became the color of Zolan again. .

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and it began to rain. Under the irrigation of rainwater, in the blink of an eye, Zolan, which was just a small desert village, was surrounded by greenery, the lake was refilled, and the waterfall on the cliff began to flow again.

"Amazing."

Even the "Ascended Ones" must be in awe when they see this scene. Compared with Reed, what kind of "gods" are they?
"How about it, are you satisfied with this Zoran?"

Falling back to the ground, Reed smiled and said, this can be considered a gift, a small gift for joining his plan.

"Thank you, this reminds me of many things from the past."

Zolani politely thanked her. Her humanity was consolidating little by little. The shadows of the "Void War" and "Darkspawn War" were gradually fading away, and the glory of the past began to prevail.

"Hands up."

Reed accepted the gift calmly, without any embarrassment.

In fact, he knew that the one-size-fits-all approach to dealing with dark descendants was indeed a bit too ruthless, and Maisha also knew that at the beginning.

Among the dark descendants, some are actually not that bad, such as Ugg, Zolani, and Ta'anari. However, most of the dark descendants are already bad, even these ones who were not so bad at the beginning , and it was inevitable that he would do some wrong things later on, so it would be no problem to be sealed.

"What happened? How did this happen?!"

In the small village of Zolan, the masons seemed to be dreaming. The entire Zolan had changed before their eyes, from a small village that could disappear at any time to the huge desert oasis it is now.

"Zolani! The goddess has sent a miracle! She has seen our efforts!"

There is no explanation for this kind of thing except "miracle". The stonemasons were overjoyed and worshiped Zolani's stone statue one after another. That was their belief.

"But haven't we finished carving it yet? The face of the goddess hasn't been carved yet. How could it be possible?"

Some masons couldn't help but raise questions. According to their legend, all this would indeed happen, but that would be after they had completely carved the statue of the goddess.

"Maybe the goddess is already satisfied? Maybe the goddess doesn't want us to carve a face for her at will?" Someone whispered. They had doubts, but no one suspected that this was caused by other reasons. They believed that this was " "Miracle", because they have all seen this scene before. On a badly faded picture passed down by an elder stonemason, Zolan looked like this before.

"Noria! What should we do? Do we still want to continue carving?"

Several elders and masters of stonemason looked at a woman. She was the big stonemason, the person in charge of carving.

Noria, the great stonemason, had a confused look on her face. She looked at the people around her, including Elder Bo Lai, Master Ulan Tuo, and Master Regoma. Everyone was waiting for her answer.

"I don't know."

Noria, who had been carving for half her life, lost her goal for the first time. Every Zolan person is a stonemason. No matter how far they go, they will eventually come back here to start their carving career.

This tradition and belief has been passed down from generation to generation, until now, they finally saw the dawn of completion. However, fate seemed to have played a joke on them, and all their fantasies became reality in advance, before they completed the statue.

A group of masons left the village and came to the statue. They lived very close to the statue, but only a few hundred meters away.

But the few hundred meters they walked every day felt like they had walked through a vicissitudes of life. They only felt that the things around them were extremely strange.

"Goddess, is that you?"

A group of masons knelt before the statue and began to pray. They were extremely pious and eager to receive a response.

"Ugh"

A sigh sounded, drifting in the wind, and lingered for a long time. This made the masons raise their heads excitedly. They were confirming that the sound just now was not a prank by some of their companions.

After confirmation, everyone became excited, trembling all over, and began to pray more seriously and devoutly.

Unfortunately, there was no sound again, as if the sigh was just an illusion, an illusion they had together.

"Aren't you going to say anything more?"

On top of the statue, Reed asked Zolani, these mason believers didn't even know enough about her story, but they still believed in her so devoutly, shouldn't this be encouraged?
"I can't give them a response. God, it's just a forgery. Who are we gods?"

Zolani shook her head, time had allowed her to recognize herself clearly, and the "gods" were just the gold they gave her.

Especially after seeing Reed's power, Zolani still had the nerve to talk about what kind of "god" she was, and besides, these "miracles" were not created by her.

"Indeed, in the final analysis you are just people who have gained a little bit of God's power."

Reed nodded. This was honestly a bit unpleasant to hear, but it was just right for Zolani with her current mentality, because Zolani had almost the same idea at this time.

"Let's go and let them live their lives. If this statue can give them some sense of security, then let them worship."

Zolani had no nostalgia, she knew that these people did not believe in her, they just wanted a sense of security.

And that sense of security, there is no point in praying, it must be obtained through the next war, and she will try her best.

　drip~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)