"My Lord Søren!"
"You are the ruler of the half-elves! … You are the master of Mordor! … You are the king of pirates! … "
"My Lord Søren!"
"You are the protector of the half-elves! … You are the forerunner in the shadows! … You are the keeper of order! … "
"My Lord Søren!"
"Your name will become sacred among the half-elves! … You have led us through the crisis! … You have given us a stable and orderly life! … You are a wise ruler! … Killing will make you stronger! … The death of the enemy spreads your glory! … Your kingdom will bless our souls! … When death comes, the servants who serve you will be reborn in your kingdom! … "
"My Lord Søren!"
"You will lift up your kingdom! … Turn into the stars in the sky! … "
…
Neat prayers echoed over the city of Mordor. Tens of thousands of believers gathered around the temple. There were countless peeping eyes in the darkness. As long as they did not get close to the core area of Mordor, the guards hidden in the dark would not expel them. At this moment, the sky was still dark. It was not long before dawn. The timing of Søren's ascension surprised many people. He did not choose the afternoon, evening, or dusk, nor did he like to move around at Night like other evil gods.
The time he chose to ascend was — — [Dawn]!
The last touch of darkness before dawn.
No one knew why Søren chose this time. Perhaps only he had the answer in his heart.
…
"My Lord Søren!"
"You are the ruler of the half-elves! … You are the master of Mordor! … You are the king of pirates! … "
"My Lord Søren!"
"You are the protector of the half-elves! … You are the forerunner in the shadows! … You are the keeper of order! … "
"My Lord Søren!"
"Your name will become sacred among the half-elves! … You have led us through the crisis! … You have given us a stable and orderly life! … You are a wise ruler! … Killing will make you stronger! … The death of the enemy spreads your glory! Your kingdom will protect our souls! When death comes, the servants who serve you will be reborn in your kingdom! … "
"My Lord Søren!"
"You will raise the kingdom that belongs to you! Transforming into the stars in the sky! … "
…
The second prayer was heard.
Accompanied by a faint holy light, the priests knelt down in the temple one by one. Then, countless believers knelt down. The vast sea of people knelt down at his feet. The high priest stood in front of the statue of Søren and looked down at everything. A strange light appeared in his eyes. In an instant, a powerful Psionic Force Field enveloped the entire square, connecting the souls of countless people together.
Spirit Force Field!
The prayers turned into a torrent, connecting everyone's hearts together. The devout faith shocked everyone's hearts. At this moment, even the wavering believers were completely integrated. Spirit force gathered at this moment, and they could sense the hearts of others. They could sense the power of faith, a spiritual sustenance, and a sense of security after receiving protection.
…
"My Lord Søren!"
"You are the ruler of the half-elves! … You are the master of Mordor! … You are the king of pirates! … "
"My Lord Søren!"
"You are the protector of the half-elves! … You are the forerunner in the shadows! … You are the keeper of order! … "
"My Lord Søren!"
"Your name will become holy among the half-elves! … You led us through danger! … You gave us a peaceful life! … You are a wise ruler! … Killing will make you stronger! … The death of the enemy spreads your glory! … Your kingdom will protect our souls! When death comes, the servants who serve you will be reborn in your kingdom! … "
"My Lord Søren!"
"You will raise the kingdom that belongs to you! … Transforming into the stars in the sky! … "
…
The third prayer sounded.
Invisibly, the voices that were a little uneven at first gradually merged into a whole. If the first prayer was a messy movement, then the second prayer was a melody that was directed by someone. When the third prayer sounded, tens of thousands of people turned into a whole, and all the voices were in unison. Tens of thousands of souls were fused together by faith, religion, and psionic power. In an instant, a considerable power of faith burst out. Every word they said became full of power. This powerful [Holy Word] resounded over the island of Mordor, and even the nearby space trembled.
The last touch of darkness disappeared, and the light of dawn appeared in the sky.
That was the light of dawn!
There was a dazzling holy light over the city of Mordor. At this moment, the entire temple burst out with powerful divine power. A beam of light rose from the statue and pierced the space into the sky in an instant!
Stars emerged.
At the last moment of darkness, a star that had been dim suddenly burst out with dazzling brilliance. Its light sprinkled over the city of Mordor, covering the whole city in the light. Countless people's hearts were calm, as if they felt an eternal peaceful kingdom. Their hearts were shrouded by a force, and an unprecedented shock spread through everyone's heart.
"My Lord Søren!"
"You are the master of the half-elves! You are the master of Mordor! You are the king of pirates! … "
The same voice came from the sky.
It seemed to be the echo of tens of thousands of believers in the city of Mordor, but it came from the glorious sky above the city of Mordor, as if it came from the clouds and from another world.
"My Lord Søren!"
"You are the protector of the half-elves! You are the forerunner in the shadows! You are the keeper of order! … "
Arendelle, Royal Palace.
Princess Royal's figure appeared on the tower in an instant. She seemed to have just woken up, wearing crystal blue pajamas. Princess Royal looked at the outer islands with dignified eyes. At the last moment of darkness before dawn, a star in the distance suddenly became as dazzling as the moon, illuminating a corner of the sky and sprinkling its brilliance on a certain place.
"Godhood?! … "
Princess Royal slowly closed her eyes. She could hear countless prayers, over and over again, echoing in the sky and spreading throughout the material plane.
This was the symbol of the birth of a true god!
"My Lord Søren!"
"Your name will become sacred among the half-elves! You led us through the crisis! You gave us a stable and orderly life! You are a wise ruler! … Slaughter will make you stronger! The death of the enemy will spread your brilliance! Your kingdom will bless our souls! When death comes, the servants who serve you will be reborn in your kingdom! … "
North, Tower.
The legendary most powerful witch, the Eye of the North, had already stood on the astrology platform. She looked at the dazzling stars in the distance. Her pale pupils seemed to have seen everything, including everything that happened in Modor City.
A true god was about to be born.
Every time the prayers sounded, it was accumulating power for him. When the power of faith was accumulated enough, it was the moment when he lifted the throne to the sky!
…
The prayers were still echoing.
Søren's whole body was undergoing drastic changes. Countless power of faith poured into his body, and countless complex data appeared in front of his eyes.
The god's template was taking shape!
But his power was not enough. He still needed more prayers, more faith, and more divine power!
With the arrival of the godhood.
His prayers spread throughout the world and into the ears of other gods. At this moment, in countless planes, in the entire multiverse, many high and mighty existences turned their eyes here, to an inconspicuous island in the material plane.
A true god was about to be born!
From the heavens to the bottomless abyss of the Baator Inferno, gods, demons, devils, evil gods, elemental spirits, demigod liches, and countless powerful beings felt the emergence of a new god.
This was the power of a true god!
No matter what, it couldn't be hidden because this was a true god recognized by the multiverse.
…
(PS: I will write this paragraph in one breath today.)
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