Although Elvin had been thinking about the Huron people who had been influenced by the kingdom's culture for decades, he did not act too hastily.
First, he planted a seed in Princess Apsuya's heart. As the situation developed and the strength of both sides changed, the seed would eventually blossom and bear fruit one day.
Instead, the Arawak clan, who had already built a foundation of trust, had already migrated here first.
In the coastal plain of the southeast of Georgia, Elvin and Olivia had already planned a cotton plantation area. There was a large amount of fertile land that was enough for them to settle down.
The Arawaks had a long tradition of hunting, so they were very familiar with migration.
With the help of the horses and mules sent by Elvin, a total of more than 5,700 people of all ages took less than a day to build a new camp 30 kilometers west of the capital, Brunswick Port.
At the same time, the establishment of the permanent camp also announced that they had completely bid farewell to their original lifestyle of hunting and turned into settled farmers.
"Lord Viscount!"
"Vice-captain!"
"Your Excellency, you're here."
Under the guidance of the Arawak's representatives, Elvin, Anita, Olivia, Angel, and Calvin walked into the settlement named "New Hispaniola."
Along the way, people constantly greeted Elvin and Anita.
On both sides of the hastily opened road, there were already young and strong people who were under the guidance of the craftsmen sent by Elvin to cut wood and build permanent wooden houses. The change of lifestyle began here.
And more people in the tribe were preparing for tonight's banquet, a banquet that was about to change the fate of the entire clan!
"There are still too few women and children. The biggest problem in Arawak is this unhealthy personnel structure."
Olivia, who had long been immersed in the role of a territory manager, looked at the busy crowd and made her own evaluation.
"Didn't we come this time to solve this problem? The more eager we are, the more devout we will be. "
Elvin, who was walking beside her, smiled. Sometimes, bad things could become good things.
Last year.
More than 400 women and children of the Araucan Clan who were captured were sent to Tortuga Island in the north of the Golden Sea to balance out the extremely unhealthy ratio of men to women in this exile clan.
After many years of exile, they originally had 5,300 people. The ratio of men to women was about 7: 3, and there were very few newborns. The current situation was actually much better than before.
Currently, the total population of the eleven colonies of Faletis, including slaves, was less than three million, and in the hundred thousand square kilometers of land of Georgia, the actual population added up to less than two hundred thousand.
Although the Arawak clan had less than six thousand people, it was a huge addition to the population of Georgia. Moreover, most of these people who had survived in such a harsh environment were young and strong. They were a high-quality population that could create value.
As for how to unify the people who were obviously of different races, the viscount already had a plan in mind. The simplest way was obviously cultural and religious assimilation.
For example, the Banana People. Although they still looked like their original race, their spiritual core had long become the shape of someone else. Where did their sense of belonging lie? There was no doubt about it.
Therefore …
As soon as the camp was established, the grammar teacher sent by Elvin had already been stationed in the new town of Hispaniola. The first thing he had to do was to popularize the common language.
Both children and adults needed to learn.
Today was only the seventh day after the camp was set up. Elvin couldn't wait to come here personally to solve another problem – faith!
Of course, it was not the faith of the "Goddess of Kingship and Navigation", but the faith of the "Tree of Life".
Since Zenaro successfully became the "Tree of Life Totem Warrior" last year, the tribal chief had already begun to consider worshipping the "Tree of Life" as their new totem.
For Elvin, this was a good thing to kill two birds with one stone.
Not only did it incorporate the population, but it also added fuel to the fire of the "mysterious source".
At first, Elvin's attitude was indifferent.
But after obtaining the research data of the "Voodoo Sect" and confirming that the "Great Master" they worshipped was the mysterious source of the "Voodoo Sect", Elvin's heart also became eager.
Because.
The "mysterious source" of the most ancient "Tree of Life School" was one of the origins of many myths, the Tree of Life that created thousands of creatures.
From high to low, "Crown", "Wisdom", "Understanding", "Mercy", "Severity", "Beauty", "Victory", "Brilliance", "Foundation", "Kingdom", these were the ten elements, and the twenty-two "Path of the Fire Sword" that connected the ten elements.
Although the "Tree of Life" laid the theoretical cornerstone of the entire wizard world's mystical side and made the dangerous wizard knowledge systematic and standardized, it also made the difficulty of its own realization infinitely higher.
Even after countless years, no one had been able to materialize it, and there weren't many groundbreaking results. Evan didn't feel that he had the wisdom to surpass the countless sages of the past, so he could only find another way.
So.
One wanted to survive and continue, and the other lacked population and believers. Both sides immediately hit it off!
.....
The night gradually closed. In the small square built in the middle of the camp, all the Arawak people gathered, even the infants were no exception.
Crackle …
Under the illumination of the raging bonfire.
A tall totem pole that looked like a Bronze Tree had been standing there for a long time.
The material was undoubtedly a brand new bronze, but after Elvin enchanted it and held a corresponding ceremony, it had a copper green color, and even the texture was a bit translucent like jade.
Especially under the illumination of the fire, it was colorful and extraordinary.
The chief of the clan, Maruinte, who was granted autonomy by Elvin, stood up.
After being expelled from St. Domingo Island more than ten years ago, the tribe was destroyed, the totem was destroyed, and the inheritance of the shaman was cut off, this old chief was already the leader with the highest position in the tribe.
"My people, the Arawak people were driven out of their original home, Hispaniola Island, by the demonic Shilius.
When we were displaced, many of our people died, but not many new people were born. We were already a group of evil spirits who vowed to take revenge.
But the benevolent and powerful lord, Viscount Garriott, not only defeated the powerful fleet of the Shilius on another continent, but also made the demons bleed like a river. He also generously accepted us.
In this new land, the Arawak people will be loyal to Viscount Garriott, and we will also welcome a new life of peace, prosperity, and hope!
The 'Father of Creation', the 'Stairway of God' will also bestow his gospel to us!
Before that, let us bury the 'Killer Whale God' Okanis who died with Ispaniola. "
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
“.....”
The Arawak people surrounding the square waved their fists and shouted.
It also ushered in one of the most important parts of the ritual of the new god tonight — the 'God-Killing Feast'!
In the new continent, the relationship between the gods and humans was complicated.
When the totem gods were low-level wandering souls, it was their biggest dream to be accepted by their tribes and clans. Mid-level totem gods like Ovig the Great Sea Shark relied on each other for survival. After that, as the power of the totem gods increased, the strong and weak positions gradually began to reverse.
Until now, many Atrian tribes still continued the 'God-Killing' ritual. During the ritual of the new god, the names of the gods of some outdated or conquered tribes would be marked on the food, and they would be killed and eaten.
Because the hunting tribes had a weaker survival ability compared to the farming tribes, this group of people were all pragmatists through and through.
They believed that the god they chose in the end was the most important, noble, and authoritative of all the gods. In the worldview of the Atrian people, the ruling power of the gods over the secular world was not fixed. Furthermore, the duties of the gods were constantly changing. They could die, retire, or change in power.
They even deeply understood that the gods were not omniscient and omnipotent. They also had their own powers and shortcomings. Other than the Atrian people retaining the worship of their ancestors and their tribe's totem gods, they would also have other more widespread objects of worship.
This situation was very different from the current single belief in the Old Continent.
Now, the Arawak tribe had finally chosen to abandon the Killer Whale Totem God Okanis and completely submit to the Tree of Life. The ritual to break with the past was the 'God-Killing Feast'!
"Let's start the feast!"
With the old chief's order, the long tables on both sides of the square were quickly filled with all kinds of ethnic delicacies.
On each of the dishes, there was a name written in red on the ingredients — Killer Whale Okanis.
The main dish was two roasted stag. Everyone in the tribe lined up in a long line. Regardless of age or gender, everyone was given a bite.
In the end, all the markings and carvings of Killer Whale Okanis in the tribe were thrown into the fire in front of the Bronze Tree.
The next moment.
"Roar —!"
Those with sharp spiritual senses could hear a shrill cry that seemed to come from the deep sea abyss. Then, it stopped abruptly.
Many of the Arawak tribesmen also felt their bodies suddenly become lighter.
The last remnant of the failed totem god in the Arawak tribe's bloodline completely disappeared at this moment.
"Oh oh …"
Amidst the cheers.
The sacrificial ceremony for the new gods — the Tree of Life, the Divine Tree of Creation, the Father of Creation, the Stairway of God, and the Heavenly Bridge — was seamlessly connected.
Dong … Dong … Dong …
Two men and two women, four young people with shaman potential, raised the ceremonial drum called 'Tebonastre' and danced a sacrificial dance.
Everyone in the tribe offered sacrifices to the new gods. Fresh fruits, flowers, herbs, exquisite stones, hand-carved wooden plates, and so on.
As the ceremony continued.
Elvin, who was sitting in his seat and witnessing all of this, including Angel and Calvin beside him, felt the power of the mysterious Tree of Life more clearly.
As the first seat of the school, Elvin could even clearly feel the power of the 'Destroyer of the Nation' title through the connection of the Tree of Life. Even if he couldn't use it, he could passively feel the vastness.
It was the reverence and fear from countless people.
"The blessing of nearly 6,000 people's faith is already an extremely powerful force. The effect of the blessing on the mysterious source is very obvious. I seem to have heard the sound of its growth."
The talented Angel's perception of the mysterious source was only second to Elvin's, and her reaction was also the fastest.
"Of course, the Voodoo Sect has already proven this point for us."
The Voodoo Sect had set a precedent by introducing the power of "faith" before it was completely materialized.
Perhaps the ancient wizards had thought of this method before, but in the context of the wizards ruling the world in ancient times, the wizards might have been proud of the wizards, or there was a limit to the population, so they didn't use it.
However, Elvin was a pragmatist, and he had no psychological barriers when it came to opportunistic means.
However, he didn't copy the Voodoo Sect's method.
Instead, he got inspiration from the title of the 'Destroyer of the Nation' and tried to replace the messy faith with a purer mind power.
For example, reputation, gratitude, and reverence. Although the efficiency was slightly lower, it could prevent the mysterious source from being affected by the messy thoughts and eventually developing self-awareness like the "Great Master".
In contrast, the blessing that could be given to the believers was very simple, and there was only one kind of blessing, [Creation]!
The Tree of Life absorbed the power of the natives' worship and gave feedback after processing. The ratio of feedback was about one-third, and it was added to the [White Oak Talisman] that was carved by the believers and needed to be blessed.
[White Oak Talisman]
Effect: Protect women and children, increase the birth rate, and prevent the accidental death of newborns.
As the mysterious source of the Voodoo Sect, the Tree of Life was naturally very powerful, because the concept of creating all things could be said to be all-encompassing.
However, Elvin only solidified this core function, [Creation], for the image of this "God".
It directly pointed to the fundamental attribute of the Tree of Life.
Moreover, it wasn't through the so-called illusory divine right, but indirectly through the witchcraft talisman.
Complying with the sincere wishes of the clan members who longed to continue the clan was the same as the love of thousands of parents for their children, and it was also the purest.
With the nourishment of this great mind power, and not filled with all kinds of selfish delusions, it provided the Tree of Life with the purest growth resources to the greatest extent.
Even Elvin sometimes suspected that when a Crown Sorcerer achieved the ultimate goal of the Voodoo Sect, "Truth Concretion", if he wanted to go further, would he also have to embark on the path of collecting faith?
Unfortunately, in the records of "Flesh Sacrifice", there wasn't any sage of the Voodoo Sect who could reach that step, and he didn't know the knowledge behind "Truth Concretion".
However, Elvin was at least clear of one thing.
When a Rank 4 Crown Sorcerer took the initiative to analyze a part of the truth and operating rules of the world, and gathered the power and knowledge of an entire Voodoo Sect to become a living mysterious source, it meant that he already had the qualifications to compete with a demigod!
This was also his long-term goal, or it could be said that every Sorcerer's ultimate goal.
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