"What good luck!" Sui Xiong, who was by Wall's side, watched silently and was sincerely happy for him.
Wall had worked hard for so many years, and now he finally had good luck. Perhaps this was fate's compensation to him — if there really was such a thing as fate.
However, Wall was not completely invincible. Among the gods who were preaching this time, there were also existences who were on par with him.
The God of Aristocracy.
The God of Aristocracy had already made arrangements in the Commonwealth of Mifata. Their churches were spread everywhere, and almost every city had a temple.
The core of their doctrine was to praise noble bloodlines and the spirit of constant striving. The former provided legitimacy for the aristocracy's rule, while the latter could paralyze the people and constantly absorb outstanding talents into the aristocratic group.
In fact, Sui Xiong was not very disgusted with the doctrine of the God of Aristocracy — as long as he added one more sentence to this doctrine.
A gentleman's grace is cut off from five generations.
This was what he learned on the Internet. It said that no matter how great the achievements, no matter how excellent the achievements, the benefits that could be passed on to their descendants could only be passed on for five generations at most.
If the achievements were not great enough, the generations that could be passed on would be even shorter.
With this addition, the doctrine of the God of Aristocracy could be considered acceptable. It was nothing more than twisting the nobility of behavior into the nobility of bloodlines. It was not that outrageous.
However, without this, it would not work.
No matter how great the ancestors were, what did it have to do with their descendants? Why could their descendants lie on the merit of their ancestors for generations and live a life of debauchery?
Wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road. Could it be that those who led beasts to eat people were more noble than the starving people on the roadside?
Bah!
But this doctrine was very popular among the aristocrats, and also among those who did not have to worry about food and clothing, and who were gradually improving their lives. The former felt comfortable, and the latter saw hope.
Even for those who did not lead a good life, there were many who agreed with the teachings of the God of Aristocracy. This was because it could at least comfort themselves — I am not doing well, not because of any other reason, but because my bloodline is not noble enough.
So the doctrine of the God of Aristocracy did indeed have a basis in the masses.
About half a month later, this big struggle of preaching among the major churches was almost beginning to see the results.
The Church of the God of Knowledge and the Church of the God of Aristocracy had the absolute upper hand. The number of new believers that the other Churches of the God of Knowledge had developed was not as many as either of them.
If the total number of believers in the Mifata Federation could be said to be 10,000, then among them, the Church of the God of Knowledge would probably be able to win over 2,000, and the Church of the God of Aristocracy would also have about the same number. As for the other Churches of the various Gods, they would at most be able to win over 1,800.
In other words, there were still about 40% of the people who could continue fighting.
It was just that at this point, those who were easy to win over had already been won over. The remaining ones would either require a lot of manpower and resources, or they would still be unable to forget about the deceased gods. None of them were easy to win over.
Under such circumstances, the churches of the various gods had all stopped. Only the Church of the God of Knowledge and the Church of the God of Aristocracy were still working hard.
Of these two churches, one had the advantage of ideology and a large sum of money. No matter how big the difficulty was, it would not be a problem for them. The other church had the advantage of long-term operations and had powerful means. It did not lack money either. Similarly, there was no reason for them to retreat.
It was just that … as the missionary work gradually deepened, the friction and collision between the two churches became more and more frequent. All kinds of contradictions accumulated, and it seemed that a fierce battle was about to break out.
In fact, this kind of thing was quite common. The most common reason for a battle between churches was to compete for believers.
Of course, it was naturally possible to avoid a battle. As long as either of the two sides retreated, this battle would not be fought.
It was just that the attitude of the Church of the God of Aristocracy was aggressive. Obviously, they had no intention of retreating. Perhaps the God of Aristocracy had already made up their mind. Even if they had to fight a battle, they would not hesitate.
Under such circumstances, it was Wall who was a little hesitant.
"Your Majesty, do you think … I should quit while I'm ahead?" He asked with some worry. "I have already developed about 500,000 believers. This number is very enough. Should I not continue to develop? I feel that I'm a little greedy … "
"The God of Aristocracy has also developed so many believers, but why doesn't he quit while he's ahead?"
"After all, his church relies on the aristocrats, so he has an innate advantage." Wall shook his head. "Since he became a god, in less than 300 years, he has gone from a weak Divine Power all the way to the peak of a mid-level Divine Power. I guess he wants to take this opportunity to break through to a great Divine Power. Now, he probably will not retreat no matter what. "
"Then all the more we cannot give in!" Sui Xiong said. "The Human God System already has three great Divine Powers. If there is another one, their power will expand too much. Because of our relationship with the God of Justice, Big Brother Yorgaardman, we are ultimately not on the same path as the God of Light. In the future, there may come a time when we turn against each other. When that time comes, Big Brother will deal with the God of Light, and I will probably be responsible for restraining the God of Heroes and the God of Protection … Are you planning to deal with the God of Aristocracy with a mid-level Divine Power? "
Wall was shocked, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.
"I understand!" He said in a low voice. "Then I have to change my strategy. Preaching or not is a small matter. The important thing is to attack the Church of the God of Aristocracy and ensure that the God of Aristocracy has no way to advance!"
"Although this will cost a lot, no matter what, it is still better than letting them advance smoothly." Sui Xiong nodded and sighed. "To be honest, I have always been a little afraid of the God of Aristocracy. This guy … I can't see through him. "
"Don't worry. This time, I will stop him no matter what!" Wall said firmly. "Want to take advantage of this opportunity to advance? Dream on! "
Wall was a man of his word. After a while, he sent down an oracle to let the church mobilize its believers and prepare to fight against the Church of the God of Aristocracy.
Not only that, but he also let the priests give speeches to criticize the doctrine of the Church of the God of Aristocracy theoretically.
This approach was very taboo. Once this was done, it was almost like a declaration of war — which was Wall's original intention.
Wasn't it just a war? What's the big deal? Come on!
The priests and believers of the Church of the God of Knowledge were indeed full of talents, especially many scholars. When they used their brains to attack the doctrine of the God of Aristocracy, it was very easy for them to find various reasons and launch a fierce attack on the doctrine of the God of Aristocracy from various angles.
From a historical perspective, looking at the history of the past tens of thousands of years, it was said that noble bloodlines eventually dissipated or degenerated into villains. In short, there were few who had a good ending. From a biological perspective, it was said that various powerful creatures had a strong bloodline not necessarily because they were noble, but because their ancestors had mixed blood with some kind of magical beast. From a social perspective, it was said that people who worked hard to advance would most likely not be able to achieve a noble birth. Instead, they would be eaten up by those who were far inferior to them and finally abandoned like a rag …
There were many different opinions, but there was no doubt that every one of them was enough to make the believers of the God of Aristocracy so angry that they wanted to pull out their swords and cut people up.
As the saying went, "Hit people but not the face." This time, the problem of the Church of the God of Knowledge was no longer just hitting the face. After hitting the left cheek, they would hit the right cheek. After hitting the right cheek, they would hit the chin. After hitting the chin, they would hit the nose …
Not to mention the Church of the God of Aristocracy, no matter how honest a church was, when faced with such a situation, they would absolutely not tolerate it!
Since they could not tolerate it, then they would prepare to fight!
For a moment, the murderous atmosphere was awe-inspiring. Both churches were vigorously gathering their armed forces. It looked like a vigorous war was about to break out.
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