In the dusky sky.
Streaks of lightning snake-like cracks covered the sky, twisting and changing constantly. It was as if the sky would shatter in the next second.
There was no breeze in the air, and it gave off an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Moreover, the cries and pleas of despair caused one to feel even more agitated and dejected …
This was a small village located on the side of the main road leading to Segers City.
On the wide road at the entrance of the village, a woman who looked to be about twenty years old and dressed like a village woman was hugging the thigh of a man in a priest's robe. She cried bitterly and begged.
"Lord Priest, Lord Priest, my child doesn't want to be the Son of Nature. He really doesn't want to be the Son of Nature. Please don't take him away! Please don't take him away! He's only four years old this year! "
The priest was expressionless.
Behind him, there was a row of fully armed soldiers.
The soldiers were escorting a carriage full of young children.
The children were chained to the carriage. Their cries could be heard from afar, but the soldiers and the priest were unmoved.
Many villagers were watching.
They looked at the carriage and the woman with complicated and sympathetic gazes, and looked at the priest and the soldiers with anger and hostility.
However, they did not dare to voice their anger.
They stood around in silence, watching as a young child was stuffed into a carriage by the soldiers.
Cries and shouts filled the air.
The priest kicked the crying woman away. He looked forward with empty eyes, and his voice was emotionless.
"All children who are favored by nature are the natural dependents of the God of Creation.
"It is his honor to be the Son of Nature and contribute to the recovery of the True God."
As he spoke, he waved his hand at the other soldiers.
After receiving his order, the equally expressionless soldiers changed their formation.
They drove the carriage, clustered around the priest, and turned to leave …
Only the woman was left kneeling on the ground, crying bitterly in despair.
When the priests and soldiers were far away, the villagers helped the woman who cried with a hoarse voice. Sighs also sounded in the crowd.
"Sigh, another one."
"The Church has gone overboard these years. Can't they let people live in peace?"
"Shh, lower your voice. It'll be bad if someone hears you."
"Nina is really pitiful. After all, her child has the nature attribute …"
"I only hope that her child can become a priest and not a sacrifice …"
"Who knows, there are so many children who are forcibly taken away every year, but how many priests are there? And you see those ruthless guys, do you want your children to be like that?"
"Sigh, I'd better pray that I don't give birth to a child with the nature attribute."
The villagers sighed and shook their heads.
No one noticed that there was an inconspicuous carriage beside them that was watching the whole process.
In the carriage, the Calabash retracted its gaze and frowned slightly.
"What the hell is this Creation Church doing? Why do we see them forcibly conscripting children everywhere we go? "
The other players didn't look too happy either.
It had been three days since they left Grace Town.
In the past three days, they had seen similar incidents in almost every human settlement they passed by.
Even if they knew that this was a game, they could not help but feel disgusted by the clergymen of the Church …
Of course, this was also because of the existence of the quest, which made the players naturally regard these ordinary people as their own faction.
If they guessed correctly, when this matter was over, these humans would probably be converted into believers of the Goddess.
It could be said that these humans were potential allies in the future.
It was also because of this that in the beginning, the players would hide their appearances and secretly save the children they saw.
Well … this was how the faction affinity came about.
However, after doing this a few times, they aroused the vigilance of the Church of Creation, which caused them to equip the clergymen with soldiers.
The players were worried that if they interfered again, it was very likely that they would alert the enemy, so they had to stop.
However, they also became more and more disgusted with this so-called Church of Creation.
After listening to their conversation, the coachman explained as he drove the carriage, "That's right, we're in the middle of the night.
"Sigh, you may not know, but this is a way for the Church to expand the number of clergymen.
"In the past, when the lords of the God race were still around, the Church was very desirable, and many people regarded becoming a priest as the highest honor …
"However, since the God race went into seclusion, the Church became more and more presumptuous, and more and more depraved … They began to force all children with Nature attributes to join the Church.
"Those children with potential would be trained to become priests who only know how to dedicate themselves to the Gods, and those without potential would be directly sacrificed to the Gods …"
Saying this, the coachman sighed.
"Now, except for the secluded Grace Town in the Elven Forest, who doesn't worry about their children having Nature attributes …
"The Church is no longer the Church of the past."
"Then why don't they resist?"
The optimist asked.
"How do they resist?"
The coachman shook his head.
"The Church controls the most powerful force, and almost all professions above Grade 2 come from the Church, who has the ability to resist?"
After hearing the coachman's words, the players looked at each other and fell into silence.
Indeed.
Although the humans in this Demiplane had the bloodline of the Elves, and most of them had more or less mastered a little supernatural power, but at most they were at the level of apprentices.
There were very few who stepped into the Black Iron level.
And the middle-level Black Iron that the players saw, except for Elder Reuel of Grace, were all clergymen and soldiers of the Church.
"This is the Church founded by the existence that betrayed the Goddess? In my opinion, this Church is no different from a cult. "
Chopin shook his head.
The others also showed expressions of agreement.
They were no longer inexperienced newbies.
At this moment, if they still did not know what these Church members were doing, then they would have been taught by Big Sister for nothing.
It was obvious that this Church had long deviated from the path of a normal Church.
They had gone from preaching faith to forcibly brainwashing, from benevolent rulers to cruel exploiters, and even directly sacrificed suitable children to the Gods!
Of course, in addition to the plundering of the life potential of the Demiplane's creatures, it could be said that this "God of Creation" was completely on the opposite side of the Goddess …
The carriage continued to travel for fifteen minutes, then slowly came to a stop.
Then, the coachman's voice came from the front.
"My lords, the City of Segers is in front, I won't be sending you into the city."
He did not know the true identities of the players, only that the players were entrusted by the Elder to enter the city to do something.
Hearing the coachman's words, the players looked out the window and saw a vaguely discernible majestic city in the style of the Elves.
They all got off the carriage, and the coachman drove back after bidding farewell to them.
"Captain, what should we do next?"
The players looked at Boxed Lunch.
Boxed Lunch reached out and took out a crystal-shaped ball from his chest.
At this moment, the ball was flickering with a dense light as if it was being summoned.
This was the mission tool that Elder Reuel of Grace gave to the players. It could sense the existence of the Heart of Life.
It was flickering, which meant that the players were close to the Heart of Life.
Boxed Lunch held the crystal ball tightly and closed his eyes to sense for a while.
A moment later, he opened his eyes.
"Follow the senses."
The group once again packed their equipment and walked toward the city gate.
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