In the dawn, Zhang Lisheng looked at Charlot's old face that was hidden in the shadow of the hood and said with a smile, "Charlot, this is the second surprise today. I can't believe you actually took the initiative to offer advice to me.
Don't worry, I know what I'm doing very well. "
"Your Majesty, the foundation of the social existence of all countries in the Green Leaf Mainland is the aristocracy. Even those countries that call themselves' republics' are no exception. For thousands of years, many overlord families are the only soil that produces elites on this fertile land. Scholars, knights, and most of the spellcasters are rooted in this class.
It's true that you can quickly gain their faith by plundering the land and wealth of the aristocrats and distributing it to those poor people who don't even know how to read, but if you continue to do this, even if you can conquer the entire mainland, you'll only destroy the mainlanders' civilization in the end and obtain a huge 'corral' to feed livestock … "Charlot continued to persuade him without giving up.
Upon hearing these words, Zhang Lisheng's happy mood unknowingly became agitated. "I understand what you said, but until now, other than those liars and rascals who want to fish in troubled waters, none of the real aristocrats in the more than ten countries conquered by the Wizard Li are willing to join me.
These cunning and stubborn fellows, if I ask them to draw a simple 'L' with a human body and a snake tail in the market, they'll draw it.
If I ask them to go to the temple to pray every morning, they'll go, but they'd rather work hard in the field and be bullied by the previous inferior people than to take back their rights and wealth from my hands. What else can I do? "
"Your Majesty, you should know that if an aristocrat surrenders to the barbarian spiritual monster, it means that all the glorious achievements created by the ancestors will be destroyed. The entire family and future generations will forever bear the infamy of 'human traitor' …"
"Charlot, I'm a god, not a small barbarian spiritual monster!" The young man corrected in dissatisfaction.
"This is the most critical point of the matter, Your Majesty!" Charlot could not help but say aloud, "Even I only believe that you're a great newborn god after I've peeped into all the secrets of the Wizard Li recently.
How can the other mainlanders immediately realize that you're not a boastful barbarian spiritual monster that invaded the mainland like in history, but a real god instead … "
The old man's loud voice reverberated on the street where only footsteps and whispers could be heard, immediately attracting a lot of attention.
"You're too loud, Charlot!" The young man complained softly and quickened his pace. The old man could only shut his mouth and followed closely behind. Both of them strode through the crowd and soon, they arrived at the city center square.
In the distance, the wheat-shaped Furoh Hall had been transformed into a circular arch by the Wizard Li craftsmen. The middle of the remaining columns had also been filled with walls, leaving only eight huge square doors in the north, south, south, and north.
Bathed in the golden morning sun, the divine temple appeared grand and holy. However, when they walked in, they were no longer illuminated by the warm sunlight. The four walls of the hall were filled with bloody paintings of battles.
The temple was covered with black rough slate with shining on the ground.
Standing in the center of the temple was several dozens of meters high with a human body and a snake tail statue that looked at all living beings with a bleak and indifferent gaze. Combined together, it gave off an indescribable gloomy and tyrannical feeling.
The morning worship of the Wizard Li god was not complicated. There was no extra ceremony, and there was no need for a priest to preside over it. The believers only needed to kneel respectfully in the temple and shout, "Great Wizard Li Majesty, you're the only faith in my heart. You're also the only master and support that protects my fate."
However, even though it was said to be shouted for hundreds of times, in fact, after shouting for dozens of times until their mouths were dry, most of the believers would stand up and leave the temple to begin their hard work.
Stepping into the noisy temple and looking at the mainlanders who were leaving in a hurry, Charlot sighed and muttered to Zhang Lisheng beside him, "Your Majesty, the statue of a god should give people a feeling of holiness, kindness, and compassion so that it'll be more easily accepted by the believers. Your temple is just too gloomy," He slowly kneeled down.
"Charlot, what I need is not the acceptance of the believers but their wholehearted obedience and awe. Besides, how can you understand the beauty of the word 'brainwashing'?" The young man replied with a smile. When he was about to pretend to kneel down, his body suddenly froze. A look of surprise appeared on his face as he looked into the distance.
A hundred meters away, a bitter old man with a dirty, tangled beard of more than a foot long on his chin and a tattered robe that was covered with dirt that its original color could no longer be discerned, with his wrinkled face constantly twitching as though he was neurotic, was worshipping the Wizard Li god's statue.
Because of his filth, there was a small empty space around him in the crowded temple.
"Even though he looks down and nervous, his eyes are not ignorant at all. At least, he should be literate.
Forget it, I'll pick a general from a cripple. A crazy scholar is much better than a docile fool. What's important now is that I need a role model … "Zhang Lisheng looked at the dirty old man for a while and muttered to himself with a wry smile before gently rubbing his fingers together.
Following the friction between his fingers, the statue of the deity in the temple suddenly lit up with red, blue, and yellow flames from the bottom to the top. The lifelike virtual statue, under the light of the flames, gained a sense of spirituality and majesty, as if a deity had truly descended into the world.
When the thousands of people who were prostrating themselves in worship saw such a marvelous scene, they were so shocked that their mouths were agape. Some of them collapsed to the ground, some of them were worshipping in reverence, but most of them were fleeing in terror.
In the unusually crowded temple, the tragedy of trampling each other to death was the moment a riot broke out. However, all of a sudden, the temple floor seemed to have a suction force that firmly stuck everyone's feet.
In the midst of the exclamation, the head of the towering statue in the middle of the temple slowly lowered and cast its gaze at the dirty old man who was still kneeling on the ground with a slightly dazed expression.
In an instant, a fire line containing scarlet, khaki, and blue colors shot out of the statue's eye sockets and shot straight at the old man, igniting his entire body.
"Oh my God! Oh my God …" When some weak women and children by the side saw this scene, they could not help but exclaim in horror. After half a sentence, they covered their mouths forcefully and dared not make any sound, clearly thinking that the old man had been punished by God.
However, as time went by, the dirty old man did not turn into ashes. Instead, his face that was deeply engulfed in flames showed an expression of extreme enjoyment. Even the deep wrinkles on his face stretched out.
A few minutes later, his dusty robe gradually weathered away.
The dirt on his wrinkled body that was so thin that he was only left with a skeleton slid down to the ground bit by bit.
His withered yellow hair was gently caressed by the water that condensed from the air and became soft as it draped over his shoulders. By the time the flame dissipated, he became spotless as though he had been reborn.
"He's not dead! That grave robber Afandila didn't get burned to death! I thought he was punished by God …"
"There's actually a flame of red, yellow, and blue in this world, and it's not harmful to people at all! This is too bizarre …"
"I feel that Afandila seems to have become different from before. He actually seems to be very intelligent. Don't tell me that he's really a famous scholar in the past …" Looking at the old man who survived the fire, many people began to discuss in a low voice.
At this moment, a group of Wizard Li warriors riding ferocious land dragons suddenly broke into the temple and drove away the crowd before coming to the old man.
In the temple that had become silent, the chief among the Wizard Li warriors, who had two feathers on his head, leaped down from the dragon's back and stared at the old man for a while. Slowly, he bent down and said stiffly in the mainland language, "Dear respected elder, you've obtained the favor of God due to your devout belief in His Majesty Wizard Li and have become an honorable high priest.
Please come with me, I'll take you to see Chief High Priest Mirus. He'll identify your high priest rank and give you everything that matches your identity. "
"I-I don't want anything. I just want to eat my fill and have 'materials' to study …" The old man was lost in thought for a long time before stuttering incoherently.
"From today onwards, you can fill your stomach with dragon meat every day. As for studying, it'll be even more convenient for you to study anything you want. Please come with me." In the face of the weak attitude of the mainland high priest, a hint of contempt faintly appeared in the eyes of the Wizard Li chief warrior. However, he was not overly rude as he hastily replied and urged.
"Yes, can you give me a piece of clothing to cover my body? I-It's really …"
"Dear Elder, as long as you're on the land, His Majesty Wizard Li's high priest will not lose its' dignity. 'The god that you want has already given you. You only need to concentrate and think about it."
"I-I want clothes. How can I possibly think about it? Eh …" The old man was dumbfounded for a while before muttering in a low voice with a pondering look on his face. A few seconds later, he raised his hands and gently shook them. He actually pulled the moisture in the humid air and condensed it into a dark blue gauze.
"Spellcasting power! Being able to create something out of nothing must be the spellcasting power! Afandila actually obtained the spellcasting power …"
"It's not an illusion? Oh my god! Don't tell me that the grave robber has really become a god's high priest all of a sudden? T-That also means that the one we're worshipping is really His Majesty …"
"Is that guy the famous Afandila who everyone knows is a grave robber but can't find any evidence?
Ah! H-He actually flew up! Oh my god! A despicable grave robber can actually have such a day … "Upon seeing the old man inexplicably grabbing a piece of blue cloth from the air and wrapping it around his body, then forming clouds under his feet and actually floating in the air, the people could not help but forget their fear of the Wizard Li warriors as they began to discuss among themselves in astonishment.
After getting along for a long time, the mainlanders in the fallen land already knew that as long as they were willing to obey, the barbarian warriors would not kill them without reason.
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