Belief In The Kingdom of God

So, half a month passed quickly.

Half a month later, on a pavilion platform, Atis looked at the trainees below and nodded in satisfaction.

"Your Majesty, do you want to go in and have a look?"

Beside him, a very young and handsome man bowed slightly and looked at Attis.

Artis nodded slightly: "Kkus, it has been half a month since these people were selected. What's the result?"

"very nice."

Kkus said: "Although it has only been half a month, because most of the selected people have a good foundation and are hardworking, the effect is still good. At present, it seems that it has been completely placed in various places to hold basic positions. no problem."

"Even among them, there are a lot of outstanding talents." He said, looking at Attis.

"Oh?" Attis was a little curious: "It's rare to make you feel good too."

In response, Kkus just smiled: "It doesn't have to be talent, but the talent of some people is really amazing."

"Let's go take a look." Artis nodded and said.

After a while, half a day later, Artis brought Kkus and others to a large camp.

Inside the camp, there are many people training at this time.

Different from the training methods of ordinary soldiers, although the training of these people is also unified, they are not ordinary weapons or the like, but real combat skills and vindictiveness.

Most of these people were shirtless, carrying a giant sword in their hands, sweating like rain, and doing some complicated movements.

In front of them are knight instructors, with a vague vindictiveness, and they are all true knight-level powerhouses.

These were some knights that Attis had recruited and subdued during this period, and their sources were complicated. At this time, they were drawn here to teach students.

The atmosphere on the venue is full of enthusiasm. If you look faintly, you can find that everyone on the venue is in a special state.

"Well, fighting spirit is already growing, as long as it continues in this way for another half a month, you will surely be able to comprehend fighting spirit successfully."

Outside the field, Artis nodded and said.

At this moment, a person on the field came over and watched Attis bowing slightly.

"Your Majesty, this is one of the chiefs of this camp."

Kkus looked at each other and said: "At present, these recruited officers have to train various martial arts and participate in various ceremonies to worship the gods of nature during the day, and rehearsals are needed at night. At the moment, after half a month, I can’t say The results are great, but at least they can be guaranteed to be much better than before."

"And the outstanding ones, according to your majesty's orders, will be selected to serve as centurion high-level positions."

"Oh, what is the standard?"

Attis asked with a smile.

"Through the martial arts assessment every five days, as well as the usual performance and their respective backgrounds."

Kkus responded like this.

"It just so happens that your Majesty is here today. How about watching their assessments here?"

Hearing this, Artis smiled and nodded: "Okay."

"Let’s hold a banquet here today, so that I can take a good look at your results."

Having said that, he raised his head and looked at the sky, watching a little bit of luck on the field constantly entangled with each other, and he had a little expectation in his heart.

So, it was noon.

When the news spread that the king himself came here to host a banquet for the fighters who participated in the assessment, it immediately caused a response in the camp.

Originally, they came here to be able to make contributions, even with the idea of ​​making their family noble again. And if he could show his bravery in front of the king, he would definitely be appreciated even more.

With this thought, the already fierce and fierce atmosphere in the camp became more tense. Almost everyone was training hard, wanting to show the best of themselves to the king.

However, in this one, there are some exceptions.

"Ogding, it's almost time for the assessment, don't you step up your training?" A voice came from the rear.

In front, Ogdin sat aside and waited quietly, the old leather armor on his body had now been replaced with a linen robe.

He looked very calm. Although he was burly and sturdy, he had a kind of calmness. Compared with those around him with anxious faces, he looked very eye-catching.

"Arnold, step up training now, what use is there?"

He stood up, looked at the people behind him, and said, "From now to the next assessment, there are only a few hours left. During this time, how much progress can I make even if I put my full effort into training?"

"I even think that because of over-stress training, my physical strength is exhausted, and I may even be sprained."

Seeing him say this, behind him, Arnold was speechless for a while, and could only smile wryly: "Of course I know the truth."

"It's just that the people around you are training hard. Only we are resting here. Your Majesty has seen it. I am afraid that we will not have a bad impression on us."

In response, Ogding just shook his head and did not continue to reply.

With the movements of the two of them, there seemed to be a little fluctuation gradually spreading, affecting something.

"Kokus, what do you think of those two people?"

On occasions they didn't know, Artis looked at the two Ogdin in the distance, and said lightly.

"It's a little clever." Kkus said, looking at them.

"It's good to be able to not be influenced by the thoughts of people around you. However, in this case, you still can't see much."

Artis nodded and agreed, then the corners of his mouth moved, just about to speak.

However, at this time, a little undulation came from afar, with a familiar feeling, which made him slightly startled.

"This familiar feeling?"

He muttered to himself, with some doubts, then looked up into the distance, his pale golden eyes gleaming with light.

Above the sky, a little light of faith is gradually condensing, and underneath, countless auras are intertwined with each other, making the entire camp extremely complicated.

However, amidst these complex and chaotic air luck, a little purple is particularly conspicuous, even under the cover of countless air luck, it is still clearly visible.

And after the purple gas emerged, a star fragment suddenly brightened above Artis's head, oscillating slightly, and the destiny that was continuously blessed above seemed to be drawn by something, and it looked extremely deep.

At the same time, a little desire emerged in my heart, as if a traveller who had been hungry for a long time suddenly saw delicious food.

Sensing the throbbing in his heart, following the faint purple aura, Attis looked towards the source, but it was Oggdin.

I saw that in the vision of the gods, above Ogding's head, a bit of bruise and purple life was particularly conspicuous. Moreover, above his destiny, a faint layer of purple luck was enveloped, protecting him.

This is amazing.

Having a blue-violet life, it means that you can go straight to the fifth level without hindrance, plus the luck of the blue-violet, it is a fifth-level seed, if you don't die halfway, after successfully growing up, there is a great possibility of entering the fifth level.

Artis raised his eyes again, revealing the traction in the dark, and the divine power in his body was urged to bless his eyes.

Suddenly, the last barrier of air luck was broken, and the real scene was revealed.

I saw on Ogdin's body, a little star fragment was shining slightly, and a little destiny was constantly being drawn by him, turning into a thin layer of purple air luck, continuously blessing on his destiny.

"Are you also a potential competitor for a person in the world, the Son of the World?"

Seeing this scene, Artis was slightly surprised, but after careful thinking, he was relieved.

After all, the sons of the world are divided and each inherited by others. Among them, they occupy a larger share. Those who formally participate in the hegemony can naturally attract the world consciousness and form their own general trend, which is the Tianzhu.

Those with a smaller share can only hide silently, and the number of these people is relatively larger. Although unable to form a general trend that belongs to him alone, he also has the qualifications to compete and is a potential competitor.

This is the same as the opening of the dynasty in the previous life. The founders are naturally wise and martial arts, with destiny, but those founding civil and martial arts with great achievements in war and wisdom, don't they have destiny?

Naturally, there is also, nothing more than the difference between more and less shares.

And in the Great Northern Territory, it is naturally impossible that only a few people such as Attis have personalities, and obviously there are still lurking Destiny, even a large number.

There is one in front of me.

At this moment, Artis looked at the tiny fragment above the other's head, silently.

The fragment was very small, probably less than one-fifth of Attis's, but it also had a thin destiny that silently blessed him.

Seeing the fate of the day, Attis's heart was also hesitating.

"Can you kill it?"

If he directly ordered the beheading of the opponent, then based on the current situation, the opponent must not be able to escape, and then as the opponent dies, Attis can take the opportunity to swallow the opponent's destiny in order to take one step further.

However, this level is not very helpful for the current situation.

After all, this destiny is too weak, and it would be a pity to kill like this.

Adis thought like this in his heart, and then, as his thoughts gradually became clear, the murderous intent that had arisen in an instant gradually dissipated, and finally returned to calm.

In the dark, because the murderous aura dissipated, the mind gradually became clear, and the stars that were trembling above the head gradually returned to calm, no longer trembling.