The God of the Grocery Store, Little Crow. This was the conclusion that Liliana came to after accurately evaluating the power of the silly bird's god symbol.
Perhaps because she was still incomplete and too young, the influence of Medivh's symbolic power on the things around her was highly random. A person who believed in the Crow God might receive some kind of blessing: it could be new power, it could be the cure of all diseases, it could be mysterious knowledge, or it could be the awakening of a new skill to eat 200 cherries in a minute (no mistake). This kind of random blessing gave Liliana a headache because it meant that she could not define the Crow God. What kind of god was she in charge of? What kind of power should her believers hold? What was the standard way of praying? If these three major aspects could not be determined, the authority of a god would be like a castle in the air.
"The church can be unserious, but the 'idol', the god, must be serious. At least, his image must be serious to the believers," Liliana said to me seriously. "Little Bird can't be serious on this matter now. Look at the Goddess of Life. Although there are all kinds of problems (Speaking of which, as the bishop of Jingle, is it really okay for you to say this?), at least her power is impeccable. But at least her power is impeccable. What should the believers of the Goddess do? What will they become? The power system of the Goddess is as unshakable as the law. This is how the Goddess should lead her people. Now, the believers of the Crow God are like a lottery. After praying and waiting for three minutes, a dialog box pops up from the system: 'Congratulations on obtaining the reward of + 10086 defense points.' Isn't this bullshit … "
It was not easy to hear the word "nonsense" come out of Liliana's mouth. It seemed that this girl also had a worldview …
"There's a long way to go," Liliana sighed with her hand on her forehead. Then, she pointed at Vanilla shamelessly. "This is your mission. You have to be responsible for all these things. At least, figure out the corresponding relationship between the prayer ceremony and the effect of the blessing."
Vanilla was concentrating on picking at his fingertips. Hearing this, he raised his head blankly. "Huh?"
Liliana let out a long sigh and began to roll on the ground. "Stupid, stupid, stupid! Do you have any self-awareness at all? You're the only one among all the Crow God's believers who doesn't know how to write the Crow God Scripture! "
Vanilla scratched his head in embarrassment and giggled. "Because I can't write in the first place."
"Come on, don't make things difficult for Vanilla." I reached out to pull Liliana up from the ground and helped her tidy up her messy clothes. "Medivh is still young. With the lifespan of a God, she is only slightly stronger than a fertilized egg right now … Cough cough, there will be a day when she grows up and everything will be stable. I remember Xiaoxue saying that the Crow God is the guardian of whatever. This means that she will have a fixed Divine Title in the future." As I said this, I glanced at Xiaoxue. She rolled her eyes at me and said, "The Guardian Goddess of mages, thieves, assassins, and summoners. Dad, you should also pay more attention to her. Otherwise, in the future, you'll only be able to have someone hang her on the door of the delivery room to protect you and your child … Ah, mom, I was wrong!"
Before I could do anything, Xiaoxue was decisively dragged to the side by Miss Lin to be taught a lesson. Lin Xue was getting more and more into her role now.
Although the current Crow God was a little strange and the starving people's faith in the silly bird didn't seem serious, Liliana still managed to summarize a lot of valuable information. She figured out the general process of offering sacrifices to the Crow God. She also derived a small part of Medivh's power and the basic method to release miracles. She also wrote a few effective "prayers". With these things, it was at least enough to establish a prototype religion.
"The symbolic power of the Gods won't take effect randomly. Otherwise, even if you're a heretic, as long as you live in the God's city, you will also gain power. Wouldn't that be a mess?" Liliana explained the so-called "sacrifice" in this way. "'Sacrifice' is to use some special items and actions to simulate the scene of being with the God or to simulate some of the characteristics and deeds of the God. At the same time, it would be a psychological suggestion to the believers. The symbolic power is something that takes effect with the help of information disturbance. Therefore, this kind of unscientific 'sacrifice' can cause practical and effective miracles because it generates information guidance. There is a saying in Christianity that refers to the flesh and blood of Christ with bread and wine. This is the use of special items and psychological suggestions to connect oneself with the God. To offer sacrifices to the Crow God, you need to clip black bird feathers on your clothes. You need to build a nest with flexible grass and place pebbles or other similar shapes in the nest. The first character before the prayer should be 'ga'. After the sacrifice, you need to sprinkle a handful of grain seeds in the nest. The above is the most effective process I have concluded so far. It allows mortals to borrow power from the birds. Of course, the core of this process must be sincere, at least to the extent that you can impose psychological suggestions on yourself. For example … for example, you believe that you are a bird … "
Liliana's words at the beginning were quite reasonable, but at the end, I almost choked on my words. I suddenly admired the people who believed in the Crow God Sect. How strong of a psychological quality do they have to be to be a priest in such a sect? It's really not easy to believe in this silly bird. Also, when praying to the Crow God, you need to add a 'ga' in front of the prayer.
… I finally found a rule that was even more ridiculous than adding a name and address after a prayer.
"Erm …" Just as we were whispering to Liliana about her missionary work, the lounge door was pushed open carefully. The short catgirl appeared at the door with her head lowered. "The room is ready. Dinner is ready too."
"Wow, that was fast!" Shallow Shallow jumped down and walked outside. "Let's eat. I'm a little hungry after walking around for the whole day …"
After a while, she pushed the door open and came back in. "Erm, where is the dining room?" The catgirl quickly followed her. "I'll bring you there."
"Isn't she a little too cowardly?" I muttered as I looked at the direction where Raby disappeared.
"She grew up being bullied, so she has developed the habit of being a yes-man." Liliana sighed like an old man. "There are only two ways to survive in the South. Either you are strong or smart enough to beat people up or cheat them for a living, or you lower yourself and pick up the leftovers of others. You are weaker than Raby and your brain isn't that good either. What else can you do other than getting beaten up?"
Maybe it was because Raby was an agile cat, but he worked very quickly. He had already prepared a table full of food for us. There were more than ten people here. However, when I saw the table full of food, I couldn't help but glance at Sandora. The food here was obviously not enough.
The cat probably couldn't understand that there were only two types of chefs that could fill Sandora's stomach. One was Anveena, and the other was a chef team of a hundred chefs. The food that she prepared for Sandora was not even enough to fill the gap between the queen's teeth.
We sat down at the table and Sandora immediately took out food from her dimensional pocket. She knew her appetite, so she would always fill her dimensional pocket with food when she was outside. Although the queen could roam freely in the wild, she would never reject normal food. Sandora's action shocked the cautious catgirl. She asked hesitantly, "Erm … Is Raby's cooking not to your liking?"
"She would like it even if you made a pot of sand." Icetis stuffed food into her mouth and didn't care about her table manners. "It's just not to her appetite." Then, she patted Lin and said, "Little girl, be friends with Raby."
"Huh?" Lin lifted her head in confusion and met Icetis's mischievous gaze. Icetis pouted her lips at the catgirl and said, "She is also a submissive. You two must have a common language when you are together, like exchanging experiences of being bullied."
Lin shook her head expressionlessly and said, "No, there is no plot when two submissive are together. One aggressive and one submissive is the perfect match."
The entire world went silent. Everyone in the room was shocked to see the usually well-behaved Dragon God girl say such shocking words. Icetis stood still with a piece of vegetable hanging from the corner of her mouth. Then, Lin bit her spoon and looked around carefully. She said softly, "Bubble taught me."
Bubble, who was feeding Little Bubble, immediately jumped up from her chair and said, "Dad, eat first. I'll go to the kitchen to warm up the milk for the child … Wow!" Then, she was suppressed by her big sister. We criticized her for a few minutes, seriously criticizing her for not only being an otaku but also trying to infect the most honest person in the family with this abnormal behavior. In the end, Bubble finally admitted her mistake and said that she would be responsible for correcting the Dragon God girl's worldview. She ran to Lin and said solemnly, "The situation of one aggressive and one submissive should be limited to two males. You are a female, so you don't have to worry about no plot when you are together with this cat. You two can be lesbians."
Lin: Although I didn't understand what she meant, I still said "Oh."
So, we ordered Bubble not to eat tonight.
After a night's rest and recovery, we began to discuss our next itinerary. In this world, there seemed to be no mission that we had to complete, which was a relatively rare situation for us. This meant that everyone could have fun here for a while. Everything in the City of Shadows was operating normally. All the tasks had been assigned before we left, so there was no need to worry too much. The little ones had no plans. They would just follow the adults wherever they went. Pandora and Visca wanted to conquer the world, so they ignored them. Shallow Shallow's opinion was that no matter what they did, as long as they were with Ah Jun, it was fun, so they ignored them too. The five Protoss Cops wanted to go to the South to see what kind of strange results Liliana's missionary work had produced. This was in line with their profession. On the other hand, Lin Xue and Liliana wanted to stay here for a few more days. They had not had enough fun.
Perhaps they could stay here for another two or three days before heading to the South. I was also quite curious about what the Crow God Sect looked like.
"Speaking of which, Vanilla, didn't you go back to your hometown?"
After leaving the Secret Spell Association, we prepared to go to the other districts that we did not go to yesterday to play for half a day. (The cat girl named Rabi was left behind to look after the house. It wasn't that I didn't want to bring her along, but she seemed to be afraid of going out on the streets), I glanced at Vanilla, who was chatting with the little crow at the back of the group. The little girl seemed to be in high spirits. To her, who grew up in the mountains, a big city like Sentu was an eye-opener. Of course, the City of Shadows was an eye-opener, but the standards were too high. It was beyond her comprehension. In comparison, Sentu, a bustling place that was not dizzy made Vanilla feel more at home.
I remembered that Vanilla had mentioned before that she used to live near a mountain town called "Loren", and that town seemed to be in the Southern region. The Southern region … The Southern region of this country seemed to be a very backward place. So far, all that he had heard about the Southern region were either barren mines or deserted mountain villages. Even Loren Town, where Vanilla used to live, seemed to have a developed economy.
"I sneaked a peek the day I came back." Vanilla stuck his tongue out. "But no one seemed to care where the girl who sold vanilla near the town went. Instead, some people were talking about the Spirit of Nature that appeared outside the town not long ago and attracted the soldiers of the kingdom. They mentioned me by the way. They probably thought I was dead. Since not many people cared, I didn't want to go back. "
"Is that so …" I felt that this wasn't something to be happy about, but seeing that Vanilla didn't seem to care about it, I didn't say anything more. "Speaking of which, the two half-dragons seem to live in the Dark Alley District. We didn't go to the Dark Alley District yesterday, right?"
Liliana had already heard about the half-dragon Shakina and Sona from me. She immediately nodded. "Right, let's go to the Dark Alley District. But let me warn you beforehand, the Dark Alley District means the slums. There's nothing fun in that place."
"Slums, huh?" Shallow Shallow had gotten along well with the two half-dragon girls previously. She muttered. "It seems that the status of the half-dragons in this world isn't that high. None of the half-dragons I saw on the streets yesterday were wearing good clothes."
The elder sister had stayed in this world for almost half a month, so she had some understanding of the customs and customs of this world. She nodded: "Draconians — Actually, not many people in this world acknowledge this saying, only they call themselves draconians, because they firmly believe that their ancestors were dragons, and because they were cursed and their powers were sealed, they became what they are now. Almost eighty to ninety percent of the other races on the continent think that this is just their superstition and delusion. To the other races, the half-dragons should be called 'lizardmen'. Just these two names alone are enough to tell you something. It was said that the draconians had a glorious era a long time ago, and left behind a very powerful civilization. However, their race had a fatal weakness, which was that they could not learn anything related to magic. Moreover, they had always been caught in a civil war. Later on, when the other races became stronger, the draconians who occupied half of the continent quickly declined. After many years, they had now become the lowly 'lizardmen'. Other than a few 'country' of draconians on a few islands across the sea, the draconians who remained on the continent could only rely on other races to survive. Every race on this continent has their own territory, except for the half-dragons. "
"Their history is glorious, but the current situation is bitter." Liliana sighed. "Now, they only have their strength and glorious history to show off. Oh, and also the pride of calling themselves the descendants of dragons. I admire them for this. Even now, the half-dragons still believe that they have the bloodline of the dragon race. They would rather die than to change this view. I really don't know what is supporting this pride."
I had heard of the past stories of Shakina and Sona, but I had never heard of such a history of the half-dragons. It was only based on what I had seen in the past two days that I understood the awkward position of the half-dragons in this world. Now that I learned about these things from my older sister, I felt deeply moved. This was the silhouette of a race's rise and fall. I suddenly recalled what the two dracon girls said when I first met them two days ago. "… We're draconians!" They had a proud look on their faces, but perhaps their eyes were also filled with helplessness and were prepared to accept mockery. After all, for the half-dragons, those three words were already history.
Icetis suddenly touched Lin's arm and muttered, "Hey, hey, can't you see if those half-dragons are really related to dragons? What if you really made a mistake when you were young … "
Everyone burst into laughter. I dragged this female pervert to the side and said, "I say, do you have any confidence in that mouth of yours! How old is Lin this year? You can just make things up like that — — That's right, Lin, how old are you this year? "
The Dragon God girl's face was completely red. It was obvious that Icetis's joke had crossed the line of her embarrassment. She was stunned for a moment when she heard my question, then she tilted her head and replied, "Seventy … seventy thousand years old. I'm still young, and I've never been in love before. "
I was speechless.
I was wrong. I shouldn't have discussed this problem with these people who don't even know how to write the word "time"!
The Dark Alley District was very easy to find. The layout of this port city was very neat. Every residential area was separated by almost straight lines, and at the same time, it was connected to the central square. A simple map could be found under the sculpture in the central square, showing the general direction of several residential areas.
I took the address that Shakina left for me that day and compared it with the house numbers of the surrounding buildings. The place where they lived seemed to be in the middle of this chaotic area. It was already considered a relatively good area. The deepest part of the Dark Alley District was a complete slum. There were almost no complete houses, so naturally, there were no so-called house numbers. The homeless and beggars were squeezed in the shabby shacks there. The middle of the Dark Alley District was where the civilians lived. Although the houses were old, at least they were normal residences. The authorities of Sentu also maintained management and law and order here. As for the entrance of the Dark Alley District, it was connected to the trading market next to it. As mentioned before, that was a place where explorers and local scholars (mainly traveling scholars from the Secret Spell Society) did business. As one of the largest ports leading to the lost world, Sentu was also the first stop for the "lost world's resources." The scale of the explorers' trading market here was naturally huge, so much so that it spanned across two districts.
The road under our feet was full of potholes, and the stone slabs had long been broken into pieces. Due to the lack of drainage facilities, many of these potholes were filled with stale water. The surrounding buildings were low, and basically all of them were one-story bungalows. The walls were mottled, and many places were cracked. It was obvious that everything here had been in disrepair for a long time. The only bright color here was occasionally seen when we passed by a fork in the road. It was a notice posted by the authorities of Sentu. However, whether these colorful notices were seen or not was another matter. In my opinion, they were far less interesting than the graffiti on the other parts of the wall that were made with inferior paint.
Finally, we found our destination at the corner of the street. "The door has a picture of two dragons carved with a knife." This was the symbol that Shakina told me at the time. Although the carving on the door looked like two starving bats, the address was probably correct.
However, after we knocked on the door for a long time, there was not the slightest movement.
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