Old days in the box

Chapter 74 Divine Pollution

It was getting dark, and the banquet was gradually coming to an end.

After the carnival ended, all the North warriors were drunk and lay on the ground sleeping soundly.

Only Damon, who had not touched any wine, secretly invited the high priest to the tent.

"High Priest, I have some doubts in my mind." As soon as he entered the camp, Damon immediately said to the high priest.

"I can see that, young prince." The high priest nodded calmly and looked at Damon: "You didn't drink a drop of wine in the banquet just now."

The brazier in the camp was crackling, and the light of the fire flickered on Daemon's face, looking worried.

"You are the chief high priest of the kingdom and the person closest to the great God of Thunder. I want to know whether all of this is really His arrangement?"

Damon leaned nervously next to the wooden table. What he just said was equivalent to questioning the decision of the gods. This was simply treason for a hero who was born with the blessing of the gods.

On the contrary, the high priest sat down slowly, his eyes never leaving Damon.

"What you are questioning is not the gods, but the king - your father's arrangement." The high priest said what he was thinking.

Damon sighed and remained silent.

Ever since the Kingdom of Sinos decided to march inland, Daemon's uneasiness and doubts had been growing day by day.

Their campaign went smoothly. The Kingdom of Norway, which was surrounded by enemies from both sides, was unable to resist the fierce attack of King Bloodfang. In just one week, the Kingdom of Sinos had annexed most of the inland lands of the Kingdom of Norway and achieved an unprecedented victory.

However, the Kingdom of Sinos did not grow stronger because of this.

Although they were winning inland, they were losing ports and bays along the coast.

In order to cope with the inland campaign, King Bloodfang mobilized almost all the troops along the coast, causing all seaports to be in an undefended vacuum.

As soon as those Deep Sea Familia landed, the people in the port would have no choice but to flee and give up the port.

This led to a very strange situation, that is, although the Kingdom of Sinos was rapidly developing new territories on one side, it was also rapidly losing its original territories on the other side.

The territory of the entire Kingdom of Sinos has not really been expanded, but has only been moved from the coast to the inland, achieving a dynamic balance.

What the Deep Sea Familia received was the real benefit. In a very short period of time, they had become a new force that cannot be ignored in the Western Continent.

It was as if they and the Deep Sea Familia were not enemies, but that the two sides were working together in a tacit understanding to encroach on the Kingdom of Norway.

Damon didn't understand the point of such a war.

I don't understand why my father, who is also a Norseman, doesn't help his fellow race, but instead makes such a decision that harms others and does not benefit himself.

What he didn't understand even more was that although it was such a weird war, the North warriors became more and more fanatical as the war progressed and supported the fighting between the North people more and more.

This was the first time that he questioned his father's decision.

"Young prince, since the king announced the war in the interior, have we ever lost a battle?" The high priest looked at Damon calmly and asked.

"...No." Damon shook his head.

"In the history of the kingdom, has there ever been a monarch who could lead an army to attack the capital of the Kingdom of Norway?"

"No."

"Since the split of the empire, has our Kingdom of Sinos ever had such glory and been feared by the other three coastal countries?"

"..."

"Then I think your doubts have been answered."

The three questions from the high priest left Damon speechless.

In terms of achievements, the current Kingdom of Sinos is indeed unprecedented.

In the history of the kingdom, they had never expanded their territory to this extent, not even the great empires of the past had done it.

Now they have almost destroyed the heart of the Kingdom of Norway, destroying this once huge opponent in name only.

But behind such a brilliant victory, Dimon only felt unfamiliar as never before.

"I will not comment on the king's decision, but there is one thing I am sure of, young prince," the high priest continued to say earnestly: "This battle is the result of God's instructions, and we have not deviated from our own path. "The high priest is a powerful witch doctor priest in the Kingdom of Sinos. His body is branded with the rune charm. He can be regarded as half of Damon's teacher. Damon respects him very much.

In the carnival last night, he noticed that besides himself, the high priest was the only one who also did not drink. This is why Damon pulled the high priest in to ask. He needed someone who was calm and sober enough. people came to discuss the matter.

Now that even the high priest said this, he let go of worry on his face and breathed a sigh of relief: "Since you said that, it seems that my worries are unnecessary. I should not have any influence on the war ordered by the gods. question."

The expression on Damon's face changed from worry to guilt. He began to regret that he did not attend his father's carnival last night. As a son, he did not congratulate him on his great victory, but questioned him behind his back.

He stood up and planned to walk out of the tent to look for his father, but he was stopped by the high priest calling from behind.

"Wait a minute, young prince, according to the tradition of the Norse people, how can the father and son not drink the wine of blood alliance together?"

"I knew you would regret it, so I left a glass for you."

Daemon turned around and saw that the high priest had placed a horn cup on the table.

"I can't thank you enough!" Damon was delighted and immediately stepped forward to drink the blood-red substance in the cup.

The liquor-like liquid poured into his throat, immediately causing Damon to cough violently.

The liquid containing the king's blood produced a strange reaction in his body, trying to contaminate his innate divinity——

Damon is a human being born with the blessing of the gods, so his reaction will naturally be faster and stronger than that of ordinary people.

The horn cup lost its balance and fell to the ground. Damon held his throat and bent over as if he was suffocated.

The high priest didn't show the slightest surprise and calmly stood up and walked out of the tent.

Damon was left alone in the tent, his whole body twitching violently, as if cement was pouring up from his feet, swallowing his knees, waist, chest, and neck until he was completely buried.

He wanted to walk out of the tent to ask for help, but his body was as if he was petrified and could not move. He wanted to make a sound, but he could only look at the door of the tent and remain speechless.

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard someone's response from the distance.

The sound was very weak, floating in bits and pieces, so that he could only hear bursts of whispers.

But this was the only sound that Damon could hear at this time, so he took the initiative to concentrate on listening to the source of this sound.

With his active listening.

At that moment, the shred of divinity in his soul that had been blessed by the gods was tainted.

Endless ravings poured into his mind instantly, as if he had been given permission, drowning his reason.

Those weak whispers now exploded into crazy roars, as if a thousand voices were ringing in his ears!

The hallucination of rising water appeared in front of Damon's eyes, and he instantly fell into the deep sea.

In the sea, he gradually approached a luminous sphere full of scarlet, like a red sun on the bottom of the sea.

He could feel that all the sounds were coming from this scarlet ball, but these sounds could not be listened to or understood, and they just eroded his soul in a confusing and wrong way.

There is a hint of divinity in his soul, which allows him to feel pain more clearly than ordinary people, and also allows him to see deeper than ordinary people.

But it doesn't matter, because no matter whether the perception is deep or shallow, it will only slide to the same ending in the end.

The incomprehensible murmurs almost penetrated his brain and washed away his brain.

Just when his divinity completely disappeared, those crazy voices all subsided in an instant and disappeared without a trace from his brain.

　The answer to whether King Bloodfang is a believer.

　　The Bloodtooth King, along with a series of tainted people, are not considered believers and cannot broaden the horizons for the protagonist.

　　Bloodfang King and Sharon are two contrasting examples. Sharon has not obtained any power from the protagonist, but she is a believer; Bloodfang King has absorbed the magic power of the scarlet sphere, but he is not a believer.

　　In the final analysis, the criterion for judging a believer is not "power", but "faith". As mentioned in the article, anyone who sincerely believes in the Son of the Old One and is willing to dedicate everything to himself can become a believer of the protagonist. .

　　The window will automatically filter out those with impure beliefs, such as those converts in the Kingdom of East Norse who claim to convert to the Deep Diving Elves. Essentially, like Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, they do not really believe in the protagonist, but only rely on the Deep Diving Elves. The names wanted to change the status quo, and the campfire fox roared, but it was just a trick they made up and performed by themselves. They did not really believe it, so they did not become believers, but Xiao Sharon opened the window of vision.

　　The Bloodtooth King was not a believer, but he came into contact with the magic power of the scarlet sphere and was contaminated by the sphere. From that moment on, he had lost the qualification to believe and became a slave of the scarlet sphere. No matter how pious he behaved in the future, it was nothing more than The soulless people driven by the sphere can no longer be recognized by the window, so they are not regarded as believers of the protagonist.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)