Black Dragon, starting from the feast

Chapter 124 The Nun Has Been Captured
Goblan watched all this dryly.

Not only did Andy gain a lot, but even Bray successfully broke through to the fifth level of extraordinary level.

This made Goblan envious.

Turning his head, he saw that Abby, who was directing the lizardmen to carry the spoils, was also showing signs of a breakthrough.

"So, isn't it possible that I am the weakest extraordinary warrior under Lord Black Dragon?"

There are still many extraordinary warriors in the Lizardman Tribe and the Elf Tribe, but they are getting stronger through continuous training.

Unfortunately, even though the Goblin Tribe had magic and combat skills to learn, they lacked talent and the second extraordinary warrior did not appear for a long time.

This made Goblan feel a strong sense of crisis.

After a long period of stable development, the Goblin Tribe now has a population of over 300, which can be said to be a rapid growth.

But the power of individual goblins is too weak, so they can only do some odd jobs.

But anyone can do this kind of chores.

Goblin Lang began to fear that the Goblin Tribe would be abandoned by Simon.

He ran all the way to Simon.

Looking up at the majestic black dragon, Goblan pleaded sincerely: "Master Black Dragon, please teach me how to become stronger!"

Simon, who was thinking about how to collect faith, was interrupted by the sound.

Looking down at the tiny Goblan.

Then he turned his head and looked at the densely packed green dwarf goblins.

Simon smiled.

Although these goblins are weak, there are many of them.

If each goblin provides a little faith, it would be a very large number.

"Do you want to become stronger?" Simon came back to his senses and asked Goblan curiously.

Goblang knelt on one knee on the ground, looking sincere: "Yes, Lord Black Dragon, I want to become stronger. Only when I become stronger can I help you!"

Simon replied: "Becoming stronger is never something that can be achieved overnight. As long as you work hard and train diligently every day, you will naturally become stronger."

The corner of Goblan's mouth twitched.

If he hadn't known that Simon was a young black dragon only ten meters tall when they first met, he would have almost believed it.

It hasn't been that long and Simon has already grown to this level. No one would believe him if he said he didn't have a way to become stronger quickly.

Goblan is not smart, but he is not stupid either.

Just as he was about to say something else, Simon stood up.

A black shadow directly enveloped the entire territory.

Cover up the busy followers.

"Everyone stop what you are doing, I have something to announce."

Simon's voice was loud and resonant throughout the territory.

Everyone is looking forward to it.

Simon said slowly: "From today on, everyone must pray for me every day."

His orders left his followers puzzled.

The sudden order made the followers unable to understand.

Abby, the leader of the Lizardman tribe, stepped forward and asked, "Master Black Dragon, how should we pray to you?"

Simon was stunned and suddenly speechless.

He didn't know much about this aspect.

"First make a statue of me."

Simon gave the order and his followers started working immediately.

Because of the existence of the extraordinary person, a giant stone dragon statue over ten meters tall was quickly built.

However, none of the three races is good at construction.

The carved stone statue, not to mention lifelike, barely resembles a dragon, and fails to reflect Simon's majesty.

Looking at this giant stone dragon statue that had no dignity at all, even Simon fell silent.

The followers seemed to know what level of stone statue they made, so the followers who participated in the making of the stone statue blushed, lowered their heads in shame and dared not look directly at Simon. "Forget it, let's talk about the stone statue later." Simon sighed.

He also wanted to make a stone statue for himself, imitating the Buddha statue, and then have his followers worship him every day.

This is what is called the power of incense and vows.

But this method is not feasible at the moment. It requires a race that is good at construction, such as humans or dwarves, to make the stone statues.

"Lord Black Dragon, how should we pray to you next?" Abby asked cautiously, fearing that the other party would be unhappy because of the stone statue just now.

Simon pondered for a moment and said, "Please put the prayer aside for now. I will go get a teacher to teach you."

As Simon said this, he soared into the sky and disappeared into the skyline.

The followers looked at each other, and no one understood what Simon wanted to do.

Only Elena looked thoughtful.

She turned around and began to return to the tribe, flipping through some books left by the elders in the tribe.

"The Elf Queen not only needs to build and maintain a secluded barrier, but also needs to continuously improve the loyalty of her people."

"Now Lord Black Dragon is also asking us to do this, isn't it similar to the previous one?"

Elena was thoughtful, but unfortunately, almost all the senior elders in the elf tribe had died, and most of the information was destroyed in the battle between Simon and the previous elf queen.

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On the other side, Simon flew high into the sky, flapping his wings forward while thinking in his mind how to collect faith.

"Other gods will promote their beliefs and recruit believers."

"I can do the same and experiment with my current followers."

"But I know nothing about this. I have no idea how to get my followers to pray for me, so I can go find a professional in this area."

If possible, just capture a god and all these problems will be solved.

Too bad Simon couldn't win.

But the next best option is to capture the believers of God.

The same effect can be achieved by having these believers teach their followers how to believe in themselves.

Simon looked down, his eyes locked on a small town.

The town is dotted with huge windmills and has a tall church in the center.

The church is beautifully decorated and dotted with countless stars.

Obviously, this is a church that believes in the Goddess of the Stars.

"Star Goddess, you nasty guy."

Simon muttered something and dived down.

It's a sunny day.

Although the residents of Windmill Town are in panic because of the existence of vampires, they still have to live their lives.

The residents are busy working.

Suddenly, everyone felt that the sun had disappeared.

Looking up, all the residents were paralyzed on the ground in fear.

"Dragon, dragon, black dragon!"

"Oh my god, why would a black dragon come to our Windmill Town!"

The residents screamed in fear.

Simon ignored these people.

His huge size crushed many houses even when he just descended on this small town.

"Where is the person in charge of this church? Come out and see me."

Simon spoke in a domineering tone, landed in front of the church, and gave orders directly.

He just stood there motionless, emitting a captivating aura.

The townspeople were already petrified with fear, so how could they dare to refuse?

An old man holding a cane walked tremblingly to Simon with the help of several young people: "Sir Black Dragon, the nun in the church was captured by a vampire yesterday."

(End of this chapter)