The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 39 Father of Oak
  The Father of the Oak Tree, the absolute pillar god of the Temple of Nature, the all-tolerant God, like a kind father, protects all living things in the Feynman Plane and maintains the balance of nature.

In fact, Allen already had awe of the oak tree from the moment he first saw it. The natural law of survival of the fittest in the wilderness has long been engraved in his bones. Even if Allen was looked down upon by Feili and others, they thought he had Although his intelligence is different from that of wild creatures, his respect for the strong in his heart has never changed.

The Father of Oak's powerful divine power is considered a strong one among countless gods, and it is what Allen likes. As for the Father of Oak's authority, Allen pays less attention to it. Anyway, he doesn't pay much attention to it. Much faith was devoted to the Oak Father, and all he needed was a god to protect him and the Greenfield tribe in name only.

Of course, according to Regis, there are other powerful gods, priests and priests in the darkness of Thorn Castle who spread their faith. Although they cannot build a temple in Thorn Castle, their priests and priests will not be stingy about recruiting a believer as long as they are willing. If Allen is willing to let ten of his tribesmen believe in a certain god, it will naturally open more doors to gods.

Allen is a complete realist. The biggest reason why he chooses to believe in gods is to understand his own strength assessment. As for Regis’s so-called wall of the unbelieving, those problems that will only appear after death are not the current Ai Lun had the foresight to imagine.

The closer he moved towards the actual position of the oak tree Beslmah, the heavier Allen felt. At this time, he could no longer see most of Beslmah's torso, which was like a broad gray-white tree reaching into the sky. According to Allen It is estimated that it has a diameter of at least more than 300 meters long. Just a few dozen meters up along the trunk, the canopy of each branch is like a green cloud, covering the entire ancient tree, making it impossible to see the whole view.

The temple of the Father of Oak is within the body of the oak tree. When Allen spent more than 1 magic, he walked to the center of Thornburg and came to the physical body of the oak tree. The roots are intertwined and supported, and the temple arched above the ground like an octopus is imprinted in front of Allen's eyes.

There were no lights shining in the temple, but Allen still felt that this magnificent temple was bright, but it did not feel too dazzling at all.

There are no other sculptures in the temple. Only a lush oak tree grows on an island surrounded by the central fountain and covers an area of ​​less than ten square meters. Countless followers of the Father of Oaks walk slowly around the fountain, or simply stand and watch the fountain. Before, I closed my eyes and prayed to the Father of the Oak Tree.

"Dear Priest, I am a bugbear from Mansha Wilderness. I would like to seek the blessing of the Oak Father and listen to his teachings. Is it okay?"

Allen had already inquired about the temple's faith. At this time, he approached an elf wearing a grass-green robe with an emerald oak leaf badge on his chest, and tried to make a kind expression to chat with him.

"Lost Lamb, may the light of our Lord illuminate your path forward."

The elf who was accosted was exactly as Regis described. He was always friendly to the believers who were loyal to the Oak Father, and was completely free of the arrogance and disregard seen in other elves.

"My Lord is merciful to all creatures whose hearts are drawn to nature and protects their survival. Darling of nature, what is your name?"

"Reporting to the priest, my name is Alan Witt."

Witt is Allen's mother's surname. Because she didn't know who her father was, and the bugbears themselves had a chaotic and ignorant inheritance, Lisa directly let Allen take her surname.

"Lost Lamb, have you ever thought clearly about trusting my Lord, the Father of Nature's Guardian Oak?"

"I am sure." "……"

There was a long series of questions. When the temple priests accepted believers, they always needed to know the general background of the other party. Allen patiently answered the other party's questions one by one.

"Close your eyes and feel the power of our Lord. He will be watching you in the Kingdom of God and supervising your every move. Anyone who disobeys my Lord's words and deeds will be punished by my Lord. Anyone who upholds the words and deeds of my Lord The devout believers will receive favor from our Lord.”

In fact, it is very simple to attract believers. The priests and priests of the temple inject the divine power of the god into the body of the believer. If it resonates with the sculpture of the god enshrined in the temple and the carrier of faith, it can connect with the gaze of the god in the kingdom of God and perform some actions on the believer. mark. As for Allen's purpose of believing in God, quantifying his own strength is a by-product of God marking his followers. The more powerful the believer is, the more attention he will get from God, right?
  The priest of the temple murmured words that Allen could not understand. These were high elf languages ​​from ancient times. The wooden hammer in the priest's hand emitted a soft halo, and with the finger of the opponent's arm, it suddenly enveloped He closed his eyes, gathered his mind and chanted the name of the Oak Father God.

This is a magical technique that can detect the attributes of Allen's camp. It also has the effect of treating minor injuries. Allen felt relaxed for a while, as if soaked in warm water. While many worries disappeared, a mighty and unpredictable wave came. A divine power with a bit of natural freshness appeared in the back of Allen's mind. An oak tree that Allen could no longer describe suddenly occupied the entire subject of Allen's thinking, just like the illusion of an ant looking at an ancient dragon. In a daze, Allen only remembered chanting about the father of the oak tree. name of god.

The divine power comes and goes quickly, but in Allen's thinking space, this divine power, which is no more than one magic second, seems to last a lifetime. When Allen finds himself again, there is a sound in his ears. heard the voice of the temple priest.

"Okay, from now on, you are the lamb of my Lord. I hope you can keep the balance of nature in mind, look for the destroyers of nature in the darkness, and give them the wrath of my Lord!"

"Yes."

Allen was truly convinced this time. The Father of Oak, with just a hint of spiritual thought, had completely crushed Allen, leaving him unable to even think of any resistance. Even he couldn't imagine what a shocking scene it would be if the oak tree that seemed to fill the entire universe came to Feynman's plane.

“Young lambs, remember to sincerely offer offerings to our Lord.”

Although the priest was kind, these words made his majestic figure lose some value.

Fortunately, Allen had already inquired about the regulations clearly, and without hesitation at this time, he took out a gold coin from his pocket and respectfully handed it to the priest.

After the priest took the gold coin, the gold coin disappeared from his hand, and he once again turned back into the priest who seemed to be otherworldly.

"Very good. If you are injured, poisoned, or lose limbs in battle in the future, you can come to me. My name is Clay Fonbri, a level 8 priest/level 5 nature prayer. As long as you still have a I can save you from death with just a breath of breath. Of course, as the shepherd of God, our Lord’s divine power is hard-won. Each time it is used, an equivalent offering is required in return. Remember to be prepared when requesting treatment. sacrifice."

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)