In that glorious golden light that mortals could not see, see, or hear.
Billions of pious voices intertwined to form a grand hymn:
"Holy, holy! A god with full authority!
The Angel of Prosperity, the Lord of Gold, the ruler of capital …
In the morning, my songs penetrate the clouds and reach the holy land;
Holy, holy! Mercy and omnipotence,
Glory and majesty all belong to one;
Holy, holy! All the Saints revere,
Wearing a golden crown, they circle the shores of the crystal sea;
Millions of heavenly armies kowtow, they praise the name of the Lord God … "
Ding ding dang dang …
Gold coins, golden bottles, golden watches, crowns, swords, necklaces, rings, armbands … jumped out of the divine light and piled up in the sky to form a resplendent throne that was more than five meters tall.
Then, a tall figure that was as majestic as the sky walked out and slowly sat on the throne made of gold. "He" wore a snow-white robe, and behind "His" back were three pairs of wings that seemed to be made of pure gold. "His" body was rippling with rings of golden divine light. "He" was gorgeous and dazzling.
"His" body was far taller than that of an ordinary human. "Every inch of" His "body had a perfect golden ratio. However, even an angel would find it difficult to see "His" true appearance. "His" eyes were like two golden balls in the bright light.
"You … You …"
At that moment, Lava Angel Sute, who was about to erupt when he saw the statue of his Lord God being destroyed, tried his best to raise "His" head. However, he realized that it wasn't just his voice that was trembling. Even his demigod-level body was trembling slightly.
Facing the existence in front of "His" was like facing his Lord God. It was a great power on a completely different level!
In this world.
True Gods were great existences that surpassed humans in terms of ability, wisdom, form, level, thought, cognition, and even dimensions. "Their" images could not be observed by humans. "Their" words could not be understood by humans. "Their" thoughts could not be understood by humans …
Of course, "They" would never be able to descend "Their" true bodies into the material world. The peak of the material world had always been demigods and angels that had both divinity and humanity.
The True God was composed of the "hidden" Taiyi and the "visible" Taiyi.
The hidden "Taiyi" meant "single, unique, limitless, indistinguishable, and one's self as one." There was only one, and that was the essence and transcendence of God. On the other hand, there could be many Taiyi, which was also interpreted as "angels."
As the bridge and medium of communication between True Gods and humans, angels mainly came from two sources:
The first was the "God of the Outer Dao" of other civilizations or regions that had been conquered in the War of the Gods. The second was a tiny side manifestation of the Supreme Divinity, an incarnation that represented a certain characteristic of the True God. Their level was weakened, and their personality was independent.
Without a doubt.
This unfamiliar angel with brand-new power was the manifestation of part of the authority of the true god, the God of Black Wings. It was the Angel of Prosperity, who was in charge of the Capital Priesthood.
Why did the Eye of Wealth, who had secretly taken control of this country, decide not to hold back anymore and choose to rebound at this time?
That was because, under the joint efforts of many great capitalists in the Eye of Wealth, the [Capital Priesthood] of the God of Black Wing had been completely formed!
High in the sky.
The Slaughter Angel stood by the side with a bow. The great existence in the golden light looked at the Lava Angel in front of him with "great interest." He slowly spoke with a voice that was like gold and stone, but it was surprisingly gentle.
"It's … Suter. Restrain your anger. You have indeed done something wrong this time.
In the material world, commercial activities are the best way to accumulate wealth.
If you can find a way to improve the economic circulation of the entire world, then all races can be further developed and prosperous, bringing eternal happiness to the entire human society!
Be it God or human, we should try to break down all barriers that hinder trade and social development. Otherwise, we will be completely drowned by the rolling tide. It's the same in Frisia, and it's the same in Shilius. Do you think my philosophy is correct? "
Hearing the words of this existence that was supposed to be an evil god, the Lava Angel's expression was colorful. While he felt that it was extremely absurd, he was also somewhat speechless.
Other than the Kingdom of Frisia that had just been incorporated into the Shilius Empire not long ago, the Shilius Empire's territory, which didn't even have much handicraft industry, was the farthest place from the scourge of capital.
The original faith of Frisia wasn't the Eternal Fire. The Eternal Fire's [Nature Priesthood] wasn't sensitive to social changes, and the Church of the Black Iron Cross that knew the truth the best had no obligation to inform them.
It was only now that the Lava Angel, Suter, realized that the God of Black Wing, who had many negative priesthoods and was vaguely the leader of the evil gods in the material world, had quietly completed a path migration.
This was a … righteous god who abandoned evil and turned to good?!
Standing beside the Angel of Prosperity, the blood-red eyes on Kariye's wings moved, and an inexplicable voice sounded from the void, "In the past, Frisia didn't belong to any of the seven gods, but now, it's the land of our god's favor. 'What belongs to the gods belongs to the gods, and what belongs to the king belongs to the king' seems to be your own new doctrine, right? "
"This …"
As a subordinate of a veteran true god, Suter, who was full of confidence, wasn't worried that this true god would attack him, but the impact of this scene that shattered the three views of the angel was even stronger than finding out that all the wolves in the world no longer ate meat.
"I'll pass on your message to God!"
When he said this, the Lava Angel also bowed deeply. It had nothing to do with his position, it was a reverence for power.
The true god actually came to the material world in person. Suter had clearly realized the firm determination of this great existence. Without another word, he quietly turned into a burst of crimson brilliance and disappeared from the material world.
Actually.
Even if he didn't discuss it with the Lord God, he knew that the Lord God would most likely not take the initiative to intervene in the struggle of the human world. Just like how even when King Enrique II of Ilya was executed by the bourgeoisie, the gods didn't intervene.
On the contrary, he was more concerned about the far-reaching impact of the path migration of a true god's path.
At the same time.
At the foot of the golden throne, with the city of Antwerp as the center.
The big bankers and big capitalists of the secret society "Eye of Wealth" had finished gathering. Under their leadership, a protest movement against the oppression of the empire and to defend the right of faith was quickly evolving into an armed uprising.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Flintlocks were fired one after another, and smoke filled the streets.
Mainly mercenaries, a large number of well-trained armed personnel began to attack the finance and privy council that had just been established by the Shilius Empire.
Their original plan was actually to use economic means to corrode the body of the country bit by bit.
Before the country itself realized it, all the banks in Frisia had already changed from banks of the bankers to governments of the government.
But Philip II's ruling methods were too violent.
Especially after the Battle of Dirben Castle, many people saw the weakness of the empire. No one was willing to continue to transfuse blood to the huge empire that had been strong for 200 years and was already old.
Saint William Orange stood on the steps and raised his arms to the fans below and shouted:
"There is no luck in establishing a country. Only blood and fire can rebuild this country! A country that truly belongs to the bourgeoisie! The 'God of Capital and Wealth' is with us! "
Countless people responded in unison:
"The gold coin is with us!"
At this moment, blood was burning. At this moment, it was as if the 'God of Wealth' was the God King!
.....
When the armed uprising of the Kingdom of Frisia was in full swing, the New Continent "Shattered Star Sea Coast", Juarez, was still shrouded in the night of the previous day.
With the capital Juarez as the center, there were many manors and small towns of various sizes in this area.
The current managers were mainly the people sent by the duchy and the Shilius naturalized who had performed well after being selected by Bes. Of course, there were more than ten times the number of Azik survivors and Anumar slaves.
In a simple and crude slave house, a faint bonfire was still lit. A few Azik descendants were seated in a circle and discussing something. A middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties waved the bonfire and spoke to his companion beside him.
"Today, the Shaman Sorcerers have shown us their power. The great 'Father of Creation' has spread throughout the East and West Coasts and is not limited by the region. Clearly, he is also a powerful totem god.
I have decided that I will no longer wait for the return of the High God, Omud Kutli, to lead the Aziks out of the sea of suffering. Instead, I will be like the Hurons and Arawaks and truly become a part of this country. "
Hearing his companion's words that betrayed traditional beliefs, the others did not refute. The room was silent.
Even when the Azik Empire was at its strongest, it was easily defeated by the Shilius.
After nearly a hundred years of assimilation, there were very few wild Aziks who still retained their traditional culture and beliefs other than the Cabral in the Chaotic Lands.
Including them, they were now speaking the Shilius language. The so-called belief was just a stubborn tradition.
Now that the new master who had defeated the old master had generously given everyone a way to rise, abandoning the Azik main god, the 'High God, Omud Kutli', was not that hard to accept.
Furthermore, after Marquis Duke took office, this was no longer a matter of belief. It was a matter of reality.
More than ninety years ago, the old Count Amor had led his family's private army to defeat the remnants of the powerful Azik Empire. That was how they were able to occupy the Far Sail Territory.
The warm climate, fertile land, and abundant water were known as' Tallahassee 'in the native language of the Aziks, meaning' the land of flowers'. Among the natives of the Far Sail Territory who had completed the assimilation, a considerable number were former Azik descendants.
Furthermore, the Amor Family had maintained a smuggling relationship with the new Shilius sub-royal district for many years, so they were the most familiar with the situation in this area.
Therefore, apart from his identity as Elvin's father-in-law, Marquis Duke was the best candidate to manage the Shattered Star Sea coast. He knew what the people here wanted.
As soon as he took office, he formulated a policy to integrate the natives, instead of using force to force them to assimilate.
Instead, all the conquered natives, including the Shilius, the Atreans, and the Anumar, were divided into different ranks. Each rank would have different treatment and social status.
In order to live better than their past, their companions, and even their former masters, they would naturally fight to climb up the ranks according to the promotion rules set by the duchy.
Until they were molded into qualified citizens who obeyed the government, feared the gods and nature, and were diligent and thrifty.
Such was human nature!
"I … I want to assimilate too. I want my sister to live a good life. She won't be like her parents, who aren't even thirty-five yet …"
"Me too. If the gods are useless, then let them fall into eternal silence. We've suffered enough in the past hundred years!"
“.....”
However.
* Buzz buzz buzz … *
Following the buzzing of indiscernible flies under the night sky, the manor suddenly fell into a dead silence. After a long time, the fire lit up again as if everything was normal.
Further away, one, two … more than ten manors were the same.
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