Chen Feng would be lying if he said he was not jealous.
He had guessed that Bahamut had a backup plan, but he did not expect it to be a time dragon. As a dragon that could compare to gods, the value of a time dragon was self-evident.
What was even more terrifying was that time dragons had the ability to travel through time. Time was a concept that was even more complicated than the dimensional wall. Thus, even if the time dragon was restricted by the dimensional wall, it was still stronger than other dragons of the same rank.
Bahamut was actually able to find him. No wonder he was so fearless. It was all because he had such a powerful helper.
Thinking of this, the burden in Chen Feng's heart was finally lifted. He stretched out his right hand. "Happy cooperation."
Bahamut had been in the human world for a long time and naturally knew what this meant. Without much hesitation, he also stretched out his hand. "Happy cooperation."
"If you are not in a hurry, you can stay here for a while." They had completed the contract. From now on, they were allies for a short period of time.
"Okay." Chen Feng nodded. "If possible, I would like to arrange some rooms first. I want to rest."
Bahamut nodded and then arranged for his subordinates to bring Chen Feng and Musk to the room.
"I don't understand."
After Bahamut left, Musk suddenly spoke.
"Don't understand what? Don't you understand why I want to cooperate with him? "Chen Feng said with a smile.
Musk nodded. "We could have been more direct. I can feel that he has divinity in his body. Compared to helping him defeat the enemy, killing him is the right way."
Musk was indeed Musk. He unintentionally revealed his tyrannical nature. He had just formed an alliance, and now he wanted to bewitch Chen Feng to kill him and seize his divinity!
However, Chen Feng did not accept Musk's suggestion. He just shook his head. "You have just come to this land and are still unfamiliar with everything here. Naturally, you don't understand the situation. This place is different from the Abyss. It is more brutal. Cooperating is a win-win situation."
"Cooperate?"
Musk muttered to himself, but he still shook his head. "I still don't understand. Compared to this kind of meaningless cooperation, killing is much simpler."
Chen Feng did not bicker with Musk. They were originally in two different camps, so it was natural for them to have different suggestions.
However, compared to these useless matters, Chen Feng's attention was more focused on the mastermind behind the attack on Musk. He had been attacked by some ancient demonic beasts, and there were even traces of gods.
This attracted Chen Feng's attention.
After all, according to the information given by Lorci, the channel for him to become stronger was the Abyss.
As he thought of this, Chen Feng said, "Don't you have any idea who the attacker is?"
Musk had not expected that Chen Feng would ask her such a question. She hesitated for a moment before shaking her head. "In the past, I did not remember. However, due to the change of my body, my sealed memories were somewhat loosened. Now, I can remember some of the faces of the gods."
. "Musk raised his head and asked," But do you want to know about this? "
When it came to the secrets of the gods, the less one understood, the better. This would be beneficial for Chen Feng as well. However, after trying his best to become stronger, Chen Feng had a certain level of tolerance. As such, he nodded without hesitation. "Speak."
Musk recalled some memories. "Apart from the ancient demonic beasts, there were also two gods who attacked me. One of them was Sandakor."
"Sandakor?" Chen Feng repeated.
"Yes, do you know him?" Musk asked doubtfully after hearing Chen Feng repeat the name.
Even if Chen Feng was a human, for some unknown reason, Musk had a feeling that Chen Feng had a deep understanding of the Abyss. Chen Feng had even been the first to guess Bahamut's identity. This caused Musk to doubt that Chen Feng was a human.
"Sandakor?" Chen Feng muttered, flipping through the information related to him in his mind.
Sandakor (God of Travel and Exploration, Faerun Divine System, Weak Divine Power). Also known as: Wind Wielder, Helping Hand.
Sandakor was a god of few words. He used his actions to express his ideas. He seemed benevolent but was not lacking in severity. Sometimes, he would also reveal a humorous side. Because he had actively descended to the mortal world in recent years to personally recruit believers, the scale of the church showed signs of gradually growing. The Wind Wielder wore a dark cloak that fluttered in the wind, light leather armor, as well as a pair of boots that never touched the ground. He always held a heavy two-handed greatsword in his hand and appeared with the posture of an emperor. Although the tall and handsome Sandakor was silent when he moved, he was always surrounded by surging and whistling gales.
Sandakor's priests prayed every morning after the wind changed direction (due to the increase in temperature) to obtain divine spells. The church's holy day was on the 4th of every year.
On the 15th of every month, the believers called this day "Wind Rider Festival." At dawn, Sandakor would instruct his priests to cast the Wind Rider spell on himself.
They would return to their original state (and land safely) at dusk, usually in an area they had never visited before. Sandakor's priests would also perform some rituals at certain times or under certain conditions. Whenever there was a major change in the wind direction, they would say a short prayer.
Every time they discovered an unknown area (such as a valley, lake, or island), they would also erect a small stone throne near the place where they first discovered it, and mark it with the sacred emblem of Sandakor (if conditions permitted, they would also use the "Stone Sculpting Technique" again).
Shape would build a Wind Wielder's altar.) Sandakor's priests usually moonlighted as rangers or windwalkers.
Dogma:
Set an example by spreading the teachings of the Helping Hand all over the world, and strive to preach his doctrine to merchants (especially those who are looking for new unknown lands and trade opportunities). Try to unearth and purify his ancient altar. Ride the flowing wind and follow it wherever it goes. Trust the Helping Hand and help those in trouble. Find all the treasures in the land and sea. Travel to faraway places and be the first to see the rising sun, the towering peaks, and the fertile valleys. Always let your footsteps lead to areas you have never visited.
Priests and Shrines.
Sandakor's priests would usually leave their places of residence to act as guides and guards for travelers, trade caravans, and prospecting expeditions. Many of the church's members acted as guides for adventurers, or became explorers themselves. In addition, a few members joined the Harpist League. In any case, they would try their best to find or visit the abandoned altars of Sandakor frequently (especially the magnificent shrine in the city of Mis Zono) until they had enough resources to rebuild the altar there. Ever since Sandakor incorporated "Portals" into his clergy, he also began to assign priests to find and confirm portals all over the Feren Continent to facilitate trade and exploration.
Sandakor liked his believers to build altars to worship him. Most of these altars were located in extremely remote (or even uninhabited) areas. Sandakor's altars were mostly stone podiums built at high places. There was a stone chair (or throne) on it, and there was more than one perforated stone pillar around it. When the wind blew past, it would make a sound. Most of these altars were located in the Sea of the Moon region and the Cormier region. Some of them had witnessed thousands of years of history.
Sandakor rarely had proper shrines in the city, and there were not many believers in the city. Because his priests loved to wander, the priests stationed in the shrine were often replaced. Whenever a new member arrived, the original priest would go out to explore.
Sandakor's priests usually wore dark cloaks and clothing suitable for wilderness activities. They usually preferred silver and various dark colors. Many of them would also wear holy emblems on the back of their gloves (whether made of leather or iron).
It could be said that Sandakor was a relatively kind-hearted god. Although he was not as kind-hearted as Bahamut, he was definitely not vicious. It was hard to imagine that he had actually cooperated with ancient demonic beasts to besiege Max.
"What about the remaining god?"
Seeing Chen Feng pondering, Max became more and more curious about his brain. Although he had not grasped the ability to read minds, it was not difficult to see that he really knew some information about the gods.
"Which one is left?"
Max's cheeks were covered in sweat. It was clear that he was recalling some unpleasant memories. This lasted for a few seconds before he finally said the name.
"Olur!"
Max seemed to hate this name very much. It could even be said that he was gnashing his teeth. When he said the other party's name, even his expression became more and more sinister.
Chen Feng brought out the relevant information.
Olur was an evil goddess who was fickle and vain. Her heart was as cold as ice, and most of her followers believed in her out of fear. She did not have a trace of true love, noble sentiments, or honor in her heart. She was very fond of playing with mortals who offended her. First, she would trap them in a snowstorm. Then, before they froze to death, she would use all kinds of illusions about warmth and comfort to torment them until they went crazy. Her beauty was cold and deadly, like a magnificent flower carved from polar ice, just like her inner self.
Olur's church was very loose, and most of its members wandered around alone. They were committed to spreading the might of the harsh winter to make everyone fear the power of the goddess and her agents (and weaken the power of her enemies). They would also accumulate personal wealth and power in two ways: in the cold winter, they would accomplish tasks that no one else was capable of; and in the cold, they would accumulate personal wealth and power.
They would also use magic to protect those who obeyed or paid protection fees from the threat of the cold winter. Olur's priests would scatter some of their belongings in the snow when a snowstorm arrived, or throw them into the cracks of glaciers or frozen rivers during the winter as an offering to the goddess.
This terrible god always liked to use killing and torture to make her subordinates feel afraid. Many believers would rather commit suicide after making a mistake than be tortured by her.
Under the leadership of Olur, her subordinates became more extreme.
Of course, like all the believers of the gods, they had their own time of revelry.
The night of the winter solstice was the most sacred night of the year for Olur's priests. They would dance on the ice all night and make merry (and recruit new members). The priests would also hold feverish ceremonies at the beginning and end of winter to call for the howling snowstorm, respectively called "Winter Comes" and "The Last Snowstorm."
To become a priest of Olur, one had to go through a trial ceremony called "Embrace the Frost." The person who accepted the trial had to first draw the holy emblem of the Frost Maiden on their body, and then run in the snowstorm wearing only a pair of boots and a thin coat all night (and could not rely on any magic protection). If they could survive until dawn and still not die, Olur would accept them as a priest. Many of the Frost Maiden's priests and druids were part-time believers of divine power or elemental lords.
Of course, in such an extreme environment, there were very few believers who survived in the end.
Olur was a member of the "Gods of Wrath." Together with Umberlee and Malar (the God of Bloody Hunt), she served Talos (the God of Storm and Destruction). In recent years, Talos had been constantly depriving her of power, so Olur made the winter in the north colder and harsher year by year in order to make up for the loss of power (and to vent her anger).
She maintained a certain degree of friendship with Umberlee, but the relationship between her and Malar was extremely bad. In addition, in recent years, she had also begun to slowly absorb the power of the sleeping Uluthiru (the God of Ice) (she carefully controlled the rate of absorption so as not to wake the target), and planned to continue to impersonate the name of the Eternal Sleeper (another name for Uluthiru) to give divine power to his believers after she had completely absorbed his power.
Dogma:
Cover all the surface with ice. Put out any fire at any time you find it. Throw yourself into the embrace of the cold and the wind. Cut down all windbreaks and make big holes in all walls and roofs to welcome the "breath of the goddess." Avoid the hateful sun and move in the dark to avoid the cold brought by Olur. Remember, only when the situation is critical can you take the life of the polar creatures. Otherwise, you don't have to worry about killing to your heart's content. Let the people of the entire Faerun Continent fear Olur. Whenever the cold wind blows, sing in praise of the Goddess of Cold. Never harm or fight against the priests of other Frost Maidens.
This was a neutral and evil god. Compared to Sandakor, he was undoubtedly more evil. The things he did in the past were also more troublesome.
It was impossible for Musk to deceive himself. After all, his flustered and exasperated appearance could not be faked unless he had experienced life and death. But it was precisely because of this that Chen Feng felt a little tricky.
His subordinates were hated by so many gods?
Chen Feng even had an idea at this time. Maybe if he drove Musk away now, it would be better for his future situation.
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