The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 761 Divine Grace
  “…May the Lord be with you!!”

"Thank you Lord!!"

Norman the dwarf put his right hand on the shoulder of Paula, the female hobgoblin who was kneeling devoutly in front of him. He maintained a solemn expression and led her to pray to the great God of Cookery.

After slowly finishing, Norman opened his eyes again, with a look of approval in his eyes. The belief of the magnetic hobgoblin in front of him seemed to be very firm. When he prayed, Norman could clearly feel from the tone of his voice that the other party was sincerely devoted to the great god of food. of gratitude and love.

On the contrary, he was suddenly transferred away from the prosperous and familiar Green Lake Town and came to Mumapo, which was full of waste, to preach and preside over the overall situation. Although he had the opportunity to be promoted to a priest, Norman still had some complaints in his heart.

After all, I have been operating in Green Lake Town for more than ten years, developed dozens of households, and promoted more than a dozen servants of God. Now that the jurisdiction has suddenly changed, these resources are probably no longer available.

Moreover, the living environment in Mumapo is much worse than that in Green Lake Town. The surrounding air is shrouded in an indescribable smell all year round. At the same time, you have to endure the noise of livestock and poultry howling and crowing from morning to night.

Especially during the mating season, the infatuated male animals not only howl loudly, but also have a bad temper. Whenever someone passes by, if they are not careful, they will be attacked by these guys, or they will be kicked or kicked by their hind hooves. With his big head in front, some goblins are inevitably injured every year and become the laughing stock of others.

Not to mention the last war with the elves, the entire urban living area of ​​​​Mumapo was completely destroyed. Now the living houses and fortifications have to be rebuilt. With the population greatly damaged, it is necessary to take care of the grazing and find laborers for construction. This Naturally, the progress cannot be accelerated.

As for Norman, a goblin who apparently migrated from Green Lake Town and wanted to find a job, he had to pretend to work on a construction site during the day, and at night he had to walk carefully among believers and preach. Only Norman, who was involved, could understand the hardship.

He shook his head, suppressed his dissatisfaction in his heart, and couldn't help but confess to the great God of Cookery. Then Norman gave Paula a few words in a deep voice, reminding her what she needed to pay attention to after she was promoted to become a servant of God.

I heard that the God of Cookery Association had a new leader this time, and the changes in my position and authority were due to the new leader's generous work. Not only myself, but also the positions of most of the members in the meeting have been changed, and at the same time, the powers in their hands have also undergone great changes.

For example, before this, families who had difficulty registering in the association would be provided with certain daily necessities at regular intervals. These were originally distributed by the grassroots servants of God. But now, the distribution of materials is all in the hands of independent charity associations, and no longer goes through the hands of the grassroots of the missionary.

There is also the promotion and promotion power of grassroots members of the mission. Now it is no longer under the control of the mission department. Instead, a special priesthood department has been established to examine the list of candidates submitted by the mission. The final decision is the priesthood department. that power.

Moreover, the Ministry of Holy Orders also has the power to supervise lawlessness, and is responsible for supervising, investigating and punishing members of the subordinate departments of the God of Cookery. This time, many servants and priests at the grassroots level of the God of Cookery were dismissed from their posts, and I also lost track of myself. I heard that It was the work of the Inspectorate under the Ministry of Holy Orders.

Just now, Norman prayed for Paula and took office. It was thanks to the inspection action of the Inspectorate that many servants of God and priests who violated the doctrine at the grassroots level disappeared, so that such a group of goblin believers were promoted from the new people they trained.

Norman himself actually benefited a lot. He was promoted to a priest early and was neither good nor low in the God of Cookery. Now being transferred to Mumapo is his chance to really get into the middle level of the society.

First, after the great war in Mumapo, the original organizational structure basically ceased to exist. Many believers and priests in charge died on the battlefield at that time, which was just suitable for Norman to rebuild his team.

Secondly, the new leader redefined the missionary scope of the four divisions under the missionary court in detail. Except for the two important tribal towns of Green Lake and Namur Fortress, the various satellite town organizations surrounding Green Lake Town became independent. Although they are still under the jurisdiction of the highest priests of the four divisions, they will have more independent authority in their respective towns.

After becoming independent, each town will be matched with three to six priests according to the number of believers, as well as a chief priest who will preside over daily emergencies.

Although the current Mumapo cannot be said to be a blank sheet of paper, it is not much different. Because there are not enough believers and grassroots servants and priests, the organizational management system of the Mumapo God of Cookery Association is still blank for the time being. Except for a priest who was temporarily promoted to temporarily take over the position of chief priest, the God of Cookery Association is still in Mumapo. The highest priest in Mapo is a priest like Norman.

According to the revised constitution of the God of Cookery, the future priests and other corresponding positions in Mumapo will basically be selected and recommended from local clergy members through the missionary court, and finally the candidates will be decided after an inspection by the Holy Office.

This also means that Norman, as the local priest of Mumapo, will also have the opportunity to be recommended by the missionary in the future, and then get the opportunity to be promoted to a priest.

"...May our Lord forgive the child's unfounded resentment, and ask your grace to wash away the filth in the child's heart..."

Returning to the simple hut where he temporarily lived, Norman, after some self-reflection and examination, slowly closed his eyes to settle his mind and began his daily routine of prayer.

A ray of pure power of faith slowly broke away from Norman's calm sea of ​​consciousness, like a ray of golden light in the sky. No one could detect the trace of its existence, and it nimbly wandered through the alien space. Finally, like a tired bird returning to its nest, Norman took it out from the secret compartment and looked at the obsidian sculpture of the God of Cookery, which was over one meter tall.

The obsidian statue is as black as ink, but has a unique enamel luster. As wisps of pure faith are put into it, and are fed back by mysterious rules to the depths of the distant sky, into a blazing flaming star, the statue The sculpture itself is slowly changing, and a yet imperceptible divine aura is brewing deep in the core of the sculpture, echoing the blazing new star deep in the endless starry sky.

huh~~~~~~
  Deep in the endless starry sky, the new star that is burning all the time and absorbing the power of faith has finally undergone new changes. Ribbon-like flame beams are tumbling on the surface of the new star, sometimes stretching out the number outside the new star's body. Thousands of miles away, arches are sometimes formed on the surface of the new star.

More brilliant light shot out, bringing more light and warmer temperature to this dead and cold starry sky.

Along with the change of the new star, the spirits of countless believers scattered in dozens of large and small towns in the Green Field Plain seemed to be stirred up, and some seemed to be shaken by a current. When everyone noticed something strange and quickly checked their bodies, they found nothing, as if this was just an illusion. There are only a few steadfast and devout believers in the God of Cookery, with an incredible expression on their faces, because when they looked inwards to check their physical condition, they suddenly discovered that they had some kind of talent or some kind of magic.

Among these lucky people, a large number are backbone priests and priests of the God of Cookery. They seem to have the ability to perform magical arts in an instant, with a strange and familiar magical energy. It began to flow in their bodies, which was completely different from their own combat energy, but it was also peaceful.

Among them, Norman was also one of these lucky people. He had just finished praying and was about to rest when he faced the sudden change in his body. He was shocked at first, and then he was struck by the strange energy that suddenly appeared in his body. He was shocked and couldn't figure out what happened to him.

The impure mental power cautiously approached the mysterious energy flowing slowly through the blood. The mental power hairspring had just approached the mysterious energy, and Norman suddenly felt something bad.

The dwarf's face changed drastically. His little mental energy was like a baby swallow returning to its nest. It was no longer under his control and poured into this mysterious energy. It blended in with it. Then there was a magnificent and sacred breath coming from this energy. Emerged, countless indescribable and only imaginable knowledge quickly fed back into Norman's sea of ​​consciousness.

"First-level divine skill - Food Material Identification Technique: It can identify the characteristics and quality of common food materials, and provide a reasonable reference for matching cooking materials."

"First-level magic - treatment of minor injuries: can treat superficial skin injuries."

"..."

Norman's face was dull, but his heart was stirred up. Although he only had two useless first-level magic spells at this time, to Norman it was just a gift of divine grace, which at least proved their faith. The Lord is a real existence, not a false facade.

As a priest, Norman's belief in the God of Cookery is indeed firm, but if you look at the priests and pastors of other churches, they can often get feedback and gifts from the gods because of their faith. As a priest of the God of Cookery, basically no one can perform any of the same. Divine magic, this makes Norman and others inevitably encountered doubts when they promote the God of Cookery.

Even if they believe in evil gods, such as the legendary jackal priest Cole, they can also obtain corresponding divine spells by believing in the king of jackals.

Norman couldn't wait to start activating his mental power, and according to the spellcasting knowledge instilled in his mind, he clumsily and nervously constructed a mysterious pattern in the air. The mysterious energy that was as weak as a trickle in the body sensed the summons of spiritual power and began to flow out of Norman's arms. Following the pattern of the painting, a milky white halo that healed minor injuries slowly bloomed in the dark hut. .

puff! ! !
  Seeing that the magic was about to take shape, Norman's weak mental power was exhausted and he could no longer maintain the integrity of the magic pattern. Then the milky white halo burst like a bubble, and the hut fell into darkness again.

"what!!"

The backlash caused by the failure to cast the magic spell caused Norman's brain to throb, and he couldn't help but wailed in a low voice. His vision went black and he passed out. When he woke up again, the sky had changed from night to day. , various noisy sounds came from outside the house.

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Allen, who is far away in the Green Castle in Mansha City, continues to retreat to recuperate and no longer receives guests.

The body is recovering slowly, and the broken ribs in the chest are also extending outward a little bit, but it will take a long time before it is fully restored. Physical recovery requires a lot of energy, and therefore anger becomes weak. Compared with the anger that flourished like a sea when Allen was strong, the anger running in his body now is like a long-dry stream, and the blood flow is very limited.

Without the means to polish his body and delve into legendary expertise, Allen could only focus on rubbing the vortex of anger in his body and the seed of faith emerging from the core of the vortex.

The vortex of anger is like the galaxy formed by countless stars in the starry sky. The wisps of pure liquid anger are like the nebulae of the galaxy, slowly rotating independently in a mysterious way. The core that maintains this galaxy is the seed of faith hidden deep in the nebulae and star points, which tightly binds all the nebulae and star points around itself, reflecting its rotation.

At the beginning, the seed of faith was like a particle of dust. If he didn't look inside carefully, Allen wouldn't even be able to detect its traces. But now the seed of faith has expanded countless times, and is still expanding slowly. Allen doesn't know how far this seed will grow before it stops, or will it grow until it bursts the vortex of anger? ?
  Around the Seed of Faith, in addition to the nebula formed by liquid anger, there are now many golden star points. Each star point is the consciousness of a believer who devoutly believes in the God of Cookery. There are bright and dark star points, which represent the degree of piety of these believers' beliefs and their strength. In addition, there are more star points that are so dim that they cannot be noticed. These are ordinary believers' photos.

The bright star points can become the coordinates for Allen to spy on the hearts of believers. When they pray, they can sneak into the sea of ​​consciousness of the other party and observe the issues the other party is thinking about and the environment they are in. It's just that although Allen can observe the other person's heart, he can't have a conversation with him like he can enter Zelang's sea of ​​consciousness. Allen thought about this difference for a long time and couldn't find the answer.

The number of star points is also slowly growing, dotted in the nebula belt of the angry whirlpool, and there is an increasingly illusion of an eternal galaxy, which always makes Allen involuntarily attracted to it, and often a few days of time flies by in one meditation.

Allen, who kept trying to send the spiritual hairspring into the Seed of Faith, but kept failing, carefully recalled the powerful strike that suddenly broke out when he was assassinated.

At that time, anger and mental power were fused with some mysterious blessing from the Seed of Faith, and the destructive power produced by the new energy was something that Allen has not been able to achieve so far.

If he can master this method, then Allen believes that his strength will definitely improve even more.

(End of this chapter)