franphil Chapter 126 Divine Right of Kings
Chapter 126 Divine Right of Kings
Chapter 126 Divine Right of Kings
Let's leave aside the events of the Fifth Age.
In the Fourth Age, the elves, having finally "grown up," began their expansionist journey.
Although I don't know why the church exists in the form of a church, rather than going further and becoming a state, it doesn't matter.
These true god churches have no interest in the monarchy, but Chael is somewhat interested.
"When I was in Sequence 3, I was timid and hesitant. Even when I reached Sequence 2, I only dared to occupy a small piece of land in the far west of the Northern Continent. But things are different now. I am no longer the same person I used to be. As long as I run fast enough, even a true god can't kill me instantly."
Shael touched the "Future Emerges" talisman in his pocket and confidently waved his hand.
"Arods, muster your troops, let's march east!"
Using his Sequence 3 virtual personality, Shael uttered the harsh words that only an archangel could say with such confidence: as long as he could still mass-produce the "Ancient Scholar" talisman and borrow the power of the "future body," the elves would dare to expand their territory to almost half the size of Intis.
"As you command, Grand Duke Constantine."
Arodes, controlling the "Demon Hunter," donned a steel helmet, raised his two longswords, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He could finally wreak havoc... no... finally dedicate his power to the Grand Duke.
"As you wish."
The new demigod, "Mystic" Siflind, held an astrolabe in her hand and nodded respectfully to Shael.
Two legions of superhumans, primarily composed of warriors and esoteric beings, along with ordinary soldiers, began their conquest of several nearby tribes.
Arodes was the fastest to charge. He dragged his longsword, leaving two deep scratches on the ground. With terrifying momentum, he took over all the tribes that had some low- to mid-rank extraordinary individuals with almost no effort.
His spiritual plague infected these low- to mid-level extraordinary individuals. Before long, the fear and arrogance in their eyes disappeared, replaced by deep fanaticism. To speed things up a bit, Xia Er used a little trick.
He was initially a little embarrassed, since the other high-sequence members were diligently proselytizing, while he was directly using mental plague to brainwash them, which seemed a bit like the uncouth behavior of a nouveau riche and the inability of a novice player to afford to play the game. However, after learning from Arodes that during this period, whether it was the Church of the Six Gods or some "evil gods," the high-sequence members who were secretly active and the demigods who were still developing, everyone was using the simplest, most convenient, and most effective brainwashing method of proselytizing, Xia'er felt relieved.
As expected, it's impossible to get the gods to follow the rules.
While limiting one's thinking may lead to less effective anchors, the sheer volume of such anchors is enough to satisfy any situation.
Arodes used "Dawn's Sword" to shake people's hearts and "Mental Plague" to alter their minds. In a short time, the area of the Principality of Constantine had nearly doubled, occupying the area of about two provinces.
Arodes showed no mercy to the Six Gods believers who went to preach in the westernmost provinces of the Northern Continent, converting them all and turning them into loyal believers under the Grand Duke's rule after changing their clothes.
The demigods who occasionally appeared were also repelled by Arodes, who relied on the warriors' excellent head-on combat ability. In fact, there was not a single normal Sequence 4 or Sequence 3 who could defeat the "armored and wielding" Arodes head-on.
If Arodes is to the south, then Siflin is to the north. That is the territory of the future Fusak Empire. Now, naturally, whoever seizes it will own it. The Church of the Six Gods is not going to seize this remote place, and the other high-sequence beings that are still developing are not going to seize it either, so naturally it belongs to Shael.
In just a few months, Chael's Duchy expanded to the size of almost half of the Kingdom of Rune.
They occupied a vast but barren territory in the northwestern part of the Northern Continent.
The resistance encountered during this period was so insignificant in the face of an angel lord.
Grand Duchy of Constantine.
Shael stood before a mountain range, using lightning as a chisel and storms as an axe to meticulously sculpt its shape.
The mountain peaks are gradually outlined with lines, like flowing dresses, surrounded by lush forests, giving a sense of nature and the earth being interdependent.
As the carving continued, the mountain gradually took on the shape of a woman, with a plump and graceful figure, her eyes seemingly filled with maternal love, one hand cradling what appeared to be a naked infant, and the other holding a dark brown wooden staff.
As Chaer grasped the frigid north, the snow on the mountaintop began to melt, flowing down like a waterfall from the mountain range and from the colossal female statue, adding to its divine beauty and spirituality.
A simple baby rune stone carving, surrounded by symbols of wheat ears, flowers, and springs, is etched on the waistband of a long dress. Vibrant flowers and golden wheat ears grow out, and a waterfall cascades over them, continuing to flow down the mountain path.
The moment the statue was completed, the enormous statue slowly turned its head, and the serene mountains seemed to come alive, moving with her breath. The goddess looked down with a curious gaze, looking at this place, as if admiring the beautiful figure, or as if paying homage to the divine spirit.
"The source of life, the mother of all things, the rite of harvest."
"You are the goddess who gives birth to hope, the protector of nature, the nurturer of life. I pray for your gaze, I pray for your protection, I pray that you will bestow the gifts of nature upon this barren land, I pray that you will play the hymn of harvest for the creatures living on this land."
Shael intertwined his fingers, palms slightly cupped, and placed them in front of his mouth and nose, praying precisely to the statue before him. Behind him, on this western land, the humans conquered by Shael and the creatures influenced by the elves all gazed at the location of the enormous statue in different ways.
They prayed, they repeated themselves, they longed for the blessings from the gods, from the earth, and from the Mother Goddess.
The "Earth Mother Goddess" looked down at the earth beneath her feet and heard the constant prayers. Regardless of how sincere they were, the statue itself was carved from the entire mountain range, incorporating elements of nature and life. Melting spring water cascaded down from the mountaintop, and the clear chirping of birds echoed through the mountains.
The mineral veins inside this mountain range are also the metal lead, which symbolizes the Earth Mother Goddess.
Although not particularly devout, this gesture was certainly eye-catching.
It's not that the true God can't afford to build statues, but building them himself is obviously less prestigious than having "believers" build them spontaneously.
The Earth Mother Goddess raised her eyes, just in time to meet the gazes cast from the center of the continent.
A slight smile curved his lips, revealing the lead ore deposits in the mountains, which enveloped the stone staff in his hand.