Clergy, Divinity, and Godhood.
These were the foundation of the trinity at the divine level. If these three points could not be met, it was impossible to become a true god.
The group soon returned to Mordor City.
If possible, Søren still wanted to help Vivian become a god. In this way, she would be on the same level as the Dread Lord. Even if there was a gap in strength between gods, there would not be a terrible suppression of the gods. However, the clergy suitable for Vivian was a problem that gave Søren a headache. Even if he was willing to give his clergy to Vivian, the little girl would not be able to absorb it at all.
The clergy must meet their own conditions.
It was just like how Soran was a half-elf and a Rogue, which was why he could easily fuse these two clergies.
Although the [Tracking] clergy had no direct connection, it was also very compatible with him, so Søren could easily absorb and transform it.
If Søren was suddenly given a matriarchal clergy, he would not want it anymore.
There were still many clergies for general purposes.
However, there were also many clergies that were only suitable for men and women. If he didn't want to become like the Elven Lord, it was better not to integrate clergies that were not suitable for him.
A day passed in the blink of an eye.
With the arrival of the New Year, the atmosphere in Mordor City became cheerful. Even the Drows, who had always been serious and rigid, began to prepare for the New Year. Other people were naturally very eager.
During this time, some outsiders came to Mordor City.
Many of them were bards. Some of them were believers who served the Goddess of Joy, and some were hedonists who worshipped the Goddess of Cat and Dance.
Festivals were when they were very active.
The war on the continent made the joy less and less. Even when the New Year was coming, there were many places where there was no joy of the festival. So in order to complete part of the tasks of the temple, these guys turned their attention to the more peaceful and prosperous areas. If they couldn't even fill their stomachs, then there was no joy to speak of. The beliefs of these two goddesses were based on the condition of "being well-fed and well-fed". Without material conditions as a foundation, the teachings of these two goddesses were simply a joke.
During this time, the street performances in Mordor City had changed a lot. Novel shows appeared one after another, greatly enriching the lives of the residents of Mordor City.
Of course.
The rich residents of Mordor were not stingy. For those satisfactory performances, they did not mind throwing a few more silver Derahls.
They still had to take a break for the New Year.
It wasn't a long time. Søren only planned to give them seven days of leave. The military only had three days, and the garrison only had three days off. Half a month before the New Year, these bards came. The performances in the taverns never stopped. There were also new magic tricks on the streets, or cheerful songs and dances.
Joy may be good, but pleasure is better not!
Both goddesses were famous hedonists, and their believers were naturally the same. The middle and high levels of Mordor were still restricted by Søren. He would never allow internal corruption to have hedonistic thoughts.
Aristocratic ball?
Forget it.
There were no nobles in Mordor City, so naturally, there was no need for aristocratic masquerades. This thing was used by the two goddesses to infiltrate the ruling class.
Happiness was something that only people who didn't have to worry about food and clothing would pursue more.
So during this time, the ordinary people of Mordor City had a lot of fun, but the management of the city was still shrouded in a tense atmosphere.
Søren didn't want to have a bad relationship with the two goddesses, but he also didn't want to see them infiltrate his power.
He still had to pay attention to this aspect because there were more handsome men and beautiful women among the believers of the two goddesses. Bards also relied on their faces and charm to make a living. Søren still remembered that in an aristocratic masquerade ball he once participated in, even the priest of the Goddess of Joy came in person.
As for what it was, as long as one was a man, they would definitely know.
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Søren thought that time would pass quietly to the New Year.
But he still thought too much.
Just a week before the New Year, a terrible disaster came to Mordor City.
That day, the wind was gentle and the sun was bright.
It should be a rare good weather during this time. Many people came out to bask in the sun and wash clothes. It looked no different from usual.
But when it was close to noon, the sky suddenly darkened.
It was very dark.
There was a sense of oppression like dark clouds, and the wind was raging. However, there was no rainstorm, but there was no sunlight.
"Is a storm coming?"
Søren seemed to have sensed it. His figure appeared outside the door, frowning and looking at the sky. As the god who sheltered Mordor City, he had a special sense of everything here. Some drastic changes, including the weather, would be noticed by him.
Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary.
But just when Søren thought it was just a more serious storm coming, suddenly there was a scream full of fear from the port area.
The response of the guards was extremely fast.
Almost before the harassment spread, a team of troops rushed to the port of Mordor City. But when they saw everything in front of them, the general of the guards couldn't help but swallow deeply. This man with the strength of a high-grade profession instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
Ahead.
A huge whirlpool first appeared on the sea, and then the sea began to surge wildly. It was directly lifted into the air by a powerful suction.
Not far away, there was a medium-sized fishing boat.
In just a moment, the fishing boat was pulled in by a huge suction force. In the process of high-speed rotation, the entire fishing boat became fragmented, and the living people on it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
— — Waterspout!
A terrifyingly huge tornado was taking shape!
It was still some distance away from the port of Mordor City, but it had already brought a terrible disaster. The nearby fishing boats couldn't escape from the wind at all, and they were pulled in and shattered in an instant. Even a warship of Mordor City couldn't resist this terrible power. It also rose into the air and shattered under the amazing tearing force inside the tornado.
The giant tornado was gradually approaching.
The terrible wind almost made people unable to stand still. Its route was just in the direction of Mordor City. If it swept through Mordor City, there would be only ruins left.
…
Bardolf was a brave warrior.
Although Bardolf was not like some people in Mordor City who could take off their shirts in the tavern to show others their plentiful achievements, as a warrior who had made contributions in the naval battle of Raging Sand Island, it was not an exaggeration to say that Bardolf had been through hundreds of battles. But now, this northern man who dared to rush into more than ten enemies alone was a little weak at the moment. Because everything that appeared in front of him was not something he could resist at all.
This was a natural disaster!
He was not afraid of enemies stronger than himself. He even killed opponents stronger than himself several times. But now, everything he faced had made him feel deeply powerless.
The terrible tornado was gradually approaching!
When it passed over Port Mordor, it could destroy everything here in an instant. This was the power of nature; it was not something that mortals could resist at all.
Perhaps only the gods could resist this terrible natural disaster!
Gods! …
A thought flashed through Bardolf's mind. The next moment, he saw a sacred light rising in the central square of Mordor City.
This light went straight into the sky!
Then a huge figure appeared in the sky. His whole body seemed to be made of golden light. In an instant, he appeared over the port of Mordor City.
The situation was so critical!
So much so that Søren had no time to think about how this terrible tornado appeared. He must not let the huge tornado pass over Mordor City. Otherwise, he would have to rebuild everything on the ruins.
— — "God form!"
In the central square.
The high priest was personally presiding over a super-large prayer ceremony. Almost all the believers were temporarily gathered by the army. Bursts of prayers echoed over Mordor City. The power of faith shrouded in the temple was frantically extracted by Søren, and then poured into his temporary body like a tide.
A body completely composed of energy and divine power!
Although it was still not a complete divine form, this was already Søren's strongest form.
Only in a place with his temple, Søren could temporarily enter this form, and it would consume a lot of divine power.
The huge tornado was getting closer and closer.
The wooden buildings near the port were easily torn apart. Not only were there all kinds of debris flying in the sky, but also people who could not escape in time.
Søren had no energy to save these people at the moment.
The enemy he needed to face was not something that could be killed by force. In the face of this terrible disaster formed by nature, he could only rely on the power of the gods to fight against it.
His divine power was being consumed crazily!
Even the power of the temple could not maintain Søren's divine form at this moment. In the face of this terrible super-giant tornado, Søren could only gather all his power to cast a divine spell.
— — "Miracle! (Legendary Divine Spell) "
— — "Change Reality! (Divine Ability) "
The dazzling golden light shrouded the world.
All the power of faith in the city of Modor was frantically extracted. In an instant, the world changed color, and even the surrounding space seemed to be blocked. A huge amount of divine power and the faith of the people converged, and the prayers of the believers echoed between heaven and earth. Søren was the carrier of this power. He transformed all his divine power and the prayers of the people into real power. He changed and distorted the reality in front of him in the form of a god. In the surging torrent of power, he forcibly strangled the super-giant tornado in front of him!
Everything returned to calm.
If it weren't for the building debris falling from the sky and the bloody bodies, everyone would think that the terrible disaster that had just appeared was just an illusion.
There was a burst of cheers.
The people who survived couldn't help but cry with joy. They were glad that they had safely survived this terrible disaster.
…
Søren's expression was unprecedentedly tired.
He was almost able to stand with the help of Gloria. This terrible tornado appeared so strangely. As if he had sensed it, Søren suddenly looked in the direction of the Amazon jungle.
"Fly!"
Søren seemed to be a little exhausted at the moment. He said to Gloria next to him, and soon the two of them rose into the air.
The height was gradually climbing.
Everything under their feet became smaller and smaller. Gloria's expression was a little confused at first, but soon she was shocked.
Tornado!
In their sight, they could also see a huge tornado, but it was far away from Modor City. It raged very far away from the island, tearing everything into pieces.
"Sure enough! … "
Søren sighed and said slowly, "Let's go down. I understand the reason. "
The Storm Lord!
This ancient god, he finally failed to resist the energy storm. It seemed that now he had also fallen into the mortal world.
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