Beginning with the lizard men and traveling through the Middle Ages

Chapter 390 Please God
As Poseidon believers preached to their gods, Lynch walked across a long street bridge, which was also a lush neighborhood.

There are simple wooden boats everywhere under the bridge, and the river boats are also mixed with ocean-going ships that can go to sea. In the most crowded place, people can even step on small boats to reach the other side of the river.

From the bridge you can see the Temple of Esun in the east, which occupies the upper reaches of the hillside by the river, and is as lively there as on the bridge.

Mor's black temple stood in the southern corner of the city. Lynch had no intention of visiting them. When passing by Daha's golden temple, the lizard man passively sensed the faint sound of prayer.

It was a wonderful experience. He seemed to be able to possess some devout believers in the temple, and he could also make these mortals perform miracles that did not belong to them.

Strictly speaking, every believer who can be sensed by Lynch is his divine choice. Before he reaches the highest heaven, he already has a huge number of followers left by his predecessor. All humans who believe in the God of Fire from their hearts are His "chosen".

Because these mortals can borrow the miracle of controlling flames from Lynch, and those miracles only require Lynch's simple emotional ups and downs or will feedback.

Of course, compared to the real archmage, the magical skills of ordinary priests are just tricks that cannot be put on the stage.

But compared to the highly favored high priest, the mages no longer have the confidence to be proud, because no one knows whether the high priest is equivalent to Sigma for a moment, and no one knows whether the high priest Yurik can do it during the battle. Equivalent to the White Wolf God.

There are always one or two lucky demons who will encounter the idols worshiped by mortals when they invade the temple.

The flow of people on the street increased again, until Lynch walked under the ice witch's ice palace and began to thin out.

There are many witches carving ice sculptures in the half-floating ice tower, which are roughly some local epics describing heroes and monsters. Lynch only recognized the sculptures of the first founders of the Griffin Legion fighting griffins.

This famous regiment of hussars got its name after their leader decorated his plumage with gryphon feathers.

Elaborating on these mortal tales doesn't seem like something a proud ice witch would do, and Lynch naturally associates it with the tavern talk about the Tsar's marriage.

Just when the lizards were passing by this neighborhood, some wizards who might have special qualities also noticed the lizards walking leisurely in and out.

A small commotion spread among the witches. When they discovered that most of their kind had not seen the vague outline of a flame, the most ungrateful wizards also vaguely guessed the unrealistic truth.

"I saw a big fire! The fire that lit up the whole Erengrad!"

"No, Natalie, if the wind of fire fluctuates, I will see it with my second sight."

The young witches are still arguing, but the older ones who have been affected by ice magic for a longer time have calmly discussed the possible truth-Dahari Patrol.

Even the oldest witch has only seen Daha patrolling the world in legends. In the myth of Kislev, the rising and setting of the sun is the time when Daha patrols and retreats.

Of course, no witches believe in the three gods of Kislev. They only worship the ice god-the legendary founder of Kislev, Misaka.

It's just reverence, no belief at all.

For wizards who study magic on a daily basis, the existence of gods is unquestionable but indifferent. Many witches only regard Misaka as a pioneer rather than truly believing in her. It is said that it was Queen Misaka who signed a contract with this cold land, which gave the witches the power they now control.

Even if they do not believe in Daha, the witches think this is a good omen. They were once the children of ordinary families in Kislev, and they used to listen to their elders telling the myth of Daha around the fire at night in the cold winter.

Especially when they have a special day coming up.

They will return to the Royal City of Kislev, and they will become an official organization, not a folk witch order.

At this time, it is advantageous to promote the visions related to the three gods Esun, Thor, and Daha.

The people of Kislev do not trust wizards, and even local witches will be looked at with colored glasses. However, if there is permission from the gods that people believe in, this small gap will be eliminated like the glacier in early spring.

Based on the visions seen by some witches, the wizards built a fire on the top of the ice tower, on a platform where they could see the sun.

Faint singing sounded around Lynch's soul. The rough tune was performed by a soft female voice, mixed with the vague mortal prayers.

The lizard man glanced strangely at the tower behind him. Perhaps it would be more useful for the witches to shout "The devil is coming" at this time than to perform a ritual dance around the fire.

He lazily basked in the sun, ignored the witches' actions, and walked straight towards the Elf District.

He was more curious about the biography written by God Eugen's mysterious secretary than the witch's ritual dance.

"Your struggle?"

Lynch asked Eugen clearly, causing the oracle who was busy writing to stop writing in embarrassment. As an oracle with the vision of the ancient saint, he could certainly see the lizard people clearly.

"A fictional story, you should know what a story is. Maybe in the future this will be turned out by scholars in the empire and regarded as a classic."

"I remember that your name is Eugen, not Diedrich Kastner, and you are an imperial man." Lynch almost showed his emotions. This name got a new name a hundred years later, "Ai Charn”.

"This does not mean that the character I write must also be named Eugen. I think it is difficult for you to understand some of human habits. In short, "I" can also be Diedrich." Eugen defended slyly, winking at the lizard man. After a while, after finding that the other party was indifferent, he began to continue writing.

Lynch peeked openly. He didn't think that a devout knight would fail the selection of the Knights of Sigmar, nor did he think that a strong warrior with Norscan blood would escape from the tavern riot. God There is a logical error in the Oracle's plot.

Prophecies about Archaon have been around for a long time, and Lynch doesn't think Eugen's playful storytelling will change the future.

The Archmage expressed his views and opinions on Eugen's fictional literature from time to time, while the dwarves looked feebly at the increasingly approaching elven city walls. The elven envoys seemed to have gotten the news first, and there were already elven soldiers at the entrance to their neighborhood. An honor guard stood guard.

The elven warriors carefully examined the passing carriages. When a carriage bearing the emblem of a human nobleman came, the astute elven captain ran into the depths of the street first. Not long after, the meticulously dressed elven ambassador overseas Tarsis walked slowly to the door.

(End of this chapter)