Simulate the heavens from Faerûn

Chapter 217 Preaching with the Torch 【Subscription】

"Hmm~! This is really much stronger... Just looking at the attributes, it has reached the state of sixth-level medium divine power... Goldfinger is good, otherwise I, a weak and pitiful Netheril, will die alone. The remaining species, if I want to become a god with a hundred points of divinity as the basis, I'm afraid it will be impossible to survive until death... In the DND world, except for those few, no one should have a better foundation than me... Now, it's time to form a group to preach. ...As for the Pantheon, there is no rush..."

Rey held his chin with one hand and tapped the armrest of the throne with the other. He looked at the empty Kingdom of God and thought silently.Although Rey is not thirsty for the power of faith, the consumed divine power is replenished by the authority of the priesthood, and divinity can also be redeemed through the [Heaven Simulator], but as a god in the world of Toril, he has to follow the trend. ——Even if you don’t value faith, you still have to build a church, otherwise you will be too unsocial.

And as a person who is determined to go against heaven and change his destiny to obtain the source, how can he be willing to be mediocre and treat his church like a Buddhist? ! !What's more, the church can not only further amplify its influence on destiny, but also have a great role and influence on the following dawn tribulation and turbulent era.

Therefore, Rey not only plans to establish the church, but also makes great efforts to develop it. Of course, its influence and scale will definitely be smaller than the original church in the demon hunter world. Rey knows this well.

Because in the world of the demon hunter, he is the only true god and savior. The development of the church and believers is naturally smooth, and he is the only support for all life. As for the plane of Toril, not only the local gods capture most of them, but also the foreign gods. They are countless, and they are not facing the crisis of extinction, so the pressure of competition is too great.

According to Rey's many years of missionary experience, the core and key to developing the church and attracting believers is profit. For believers, there are two situations in which gods can allow them to believe. One is consistent with their doctrine, and the other is It brings him benefits, and the development of the church is also a matter of interest between the church and the secular forces. If the development of the church can bring benefits to the secular forces, the church will definitely be able to develop rapidly. If the church harms the interests of the secular forces, then They will definitely be suppressed overtly and covertly.

Therefore, the key to everything lies in interests, what benefits can the church bring to believers, and what benefits can gods bring to believers.

Rey, who understood this key point, naturally had a plan. Coupled with the 1+1>2 effect of his two powers after becoming a god, Rey felt that the development of his church had a bright future. After all, Rey was I sincerely want to send blessings to the majority of believers.

What makes Rey a little confused is the compilation of doctrines. He has to find a suitable and NB-looking doctrine to better deceive believers...

"Burn my broken body, blazing holy fire, there is no joy in life, no suffering in death, do good and eliminate evil, only for the sake of light, joy and sorrow, all return to the dust, have mercy on me, the world, there are so many sorrows... No, no, this is too obvious , will definitely be discovered by Mr. Ao, and it seems a bit inappropriate..."

Rey shook his head, rejected this alternative idea in his mind, and continued to lower his head and meditate, "This is the teaching of the Guangwei Orthodox Church that advises people to make progress and explore the concept of fire. It is best to combine fire with the pursuit of progress and strive to make progress. Combining... Well~~ We have it!! Everyone in the world is just a consumable, I have to burn my candle to illuminate the world. Why sleep for a long time during life, I will sleep forever after death... Then just roll with all your strength!! Forge ahead with all your strength, and burn the brilliance... "

"There is an endless supply of firewood, and the will of fire will continue to be passed on. My believers should be the ones who spread the fire, and they should be the firewood. The fuel is constant, and the fire is endless... My church should be the one who spreads the fire... Forget it... My The church is the Fire Church..."

After Rey repeatedly confirmed that this would not be mistaken for a cult, he immediately finalized the core doctrine and the name of the church. Then, Rey began to think about his own divine glory.

"The divine emblem represents the tendency of the gods and the church, as well as the oath of some doctrines. Well... the first requirement is not to be too complicated, otherwise believers will not be able to remember it at all. It is best to be simple. It is best if you can bring your own doctrines. Okay... Well, you must not crash a car or get into trouble. Otherwise, at least it will be considered a provocation and you will be beaten to death. At the least, it will be difficult for the church to develop and grow, and it will be easy for believers to lose, and it will also cause The war seen by the church..."

While thinking about the requirements of these divine emblems and his own teachings, Rey began to draw.

"Hmm... This one won't work, it's too abstract... Well, this one won't work either, it's too difficult to draw... Well, this one seems to have an owner already, and it won't work either... Hmm~~! Just this one, this one will work..."

Rey looked at the graffiti in the air and nodded. He waved his five fingers and the dense patterns in the air disappeared instantly, leaving only one picture - the burning flames on three crossed and superimposed logs.

"Well, that's it. Firewood, flame, burning, and intersection are competition. The three are virtual fingers, which have endless meanings. It's just what I want. All the requirements have been gathered together. Yes, that's it..."

Rey has already considered everything about the church's software. The next step is to find the consumables of the Xinhuo Church. Ah, they are believers. Let these weak scum enjoy the blessings given by Master Rey...

"Hey hey hey..."

A faint laughter echoed in the empty Kingdom of God. At the same time, a faint figure exactly like Rey floated out from Rey's body, turned around and entered a light blue portal.

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The plane of Toril, the continent of Faerûn, the lonely wasteland.

Lush weeds are connected in the open wilderness. Looking around, weeds half the height of a person are everywhere. Goblins, magic wolves, earthworms and other monsters often lurk in this silent wasteland. Now, The tender green grass blades swayed gently under the scorching sun, trying to dissipate the sweltering heat, but it didn't work at all. Instead, the precious moisture was squeezed by the hot wind.

An open place in the wilderness, a resting point on the black road from the lonely wasteland to the Eno Oak Desert, Caohui Village. This is a village of nearly 200 people. It is not as chaotic as other places. Hundreds of years have made The villagers who have lived here for generations have neatly cultivated hundreds of acres of farmland here. The villagers live and work here in peace and contentment without being oppressed by the nobles. Except for remote spots and monsters hiding in the wilderness, this place can be said to be a paradise.

Now, a large hole was broken in the ineffective wooden board wall outside the village. Thick smoke and fire burst out from the village, forming a gorgeous fire cloud in the sky above the village. In the originally peaceful village, There was the smell of blood and the roar of orcs everywhere.

It turned out that an orc tribe who had migrated from nowhere attacked here. They coveted the abundant food in this weak village and despised the village's weakness. So, a team of more than 20 orcs broke through. Villages are snatching food from it.

Green's chest kept heaving and he was breathing heavily, and the hand holding the long knife kept shaking. Big beads of sweat left on his forehead, and the previous violent exercise kept irritating the hidden wounds on his body.

"Ahem... I'm old, I'm still old after all. I think back then I could fight against five mature orc warriors without even breathing... Now, I'm being chased by a few defeated generals who came out of nowhere. Run, time will not forgive you after all..."

"Ahem, cough, cough... who is not it, old Green? I think back then I, Cohen, was a well-known marksman with perfect shots... Now let alone a marksman, just pulling out the bow and arrow is useless... I am getting old after all. …”

"Hehehehe...Old guy, just listen to your nonsense...I only went to Locke Town when I chased the distance, and it was the first time I ventured to Locke Town. If we hadn't met a powerful bard on the way, we would have I would have died in the hands of the kobolds a long time ago, just listening to your nonsense. If I were really capable, I wouldn’t have stayed in the village for the rest of my life..."

"Mike, you old guy is just trying to cause trouble for us... When we went out on adventures, this old guy was the fastest runner... Now he can't run anymore..."

"Oh...I can't run anymore, otherwise why would I be here with you two old guys...I'm getting old..."

Three wrinkled faces, gray hair, wearing slightly oversized leather armor, leaning on weapons, akimbo, breathing heavily, watching in all directions, listening in all directions, resting, recalling the passion and embarrassment of youth.

Behind them, several middle-aged men with pitchforks stained with blood on their bodies held the pitchforks tightly with both hands. Listening to the bragging and spanking of the village chief Green and his old man, their originally tense bodies relaxed a lot, but they On his face, the flames of hatred and a trace of fear were still shining in his eyes.

"Gavel, Micah, Cutler... you go take care of the villagers. Just leave me and my old buddy here..." Village Chief Green looked back at the people behind him and said slowly.

"That's right... you go, you are not professionals, staying here will do nothing but die... We and Old Green will stop them..."

Cohen patted the leather armor on his body and scolded with a straight face.

"No, I won't go! I want to stay here. I have nothing now. Even if I die, I will avenge my dear Wendy, little Robin, and little Ellie! I will never Will go..."

A middle-aged man shouted with a red face and bloodshot eyes, holding a pitchfork tightly.

"Yes! We won't leave, we are not afraid of death, we want revenge!! We want revenge!!"...

The remaining people also waved their weapons and shouted loudly, the ferocity and determination on their faces revealing their deep hatred for the orcs.

"Oh... forget it, you can stay... Well, something is wrong!! That... that seems to be fire... Damn it!!! These damn orcs are going to burn us to death..."

Village Chief Green could only nod helplessly as he looked at these young people who had lost their loved ones and wanted revenge. However, suddenly, he saw the light of fire coming from a distance, and immediately shouted in horror. Then, he seemed to remember something against him. The junior behind him ordered.

"Damn!! See if there is another way out, see if the villagers are surrounded by fire..."

"Ah~! Okay, village chief..."

The men behind Green scattered in all directions to check the surroundings, while Green and his two old buddies hurried forward to check the fire and see if they could escape.

Green looked at the dozens of meters long fire belt in front of him. The billowing heat wave rushed towards him, and there were also bursts of choking smoke with grass ash flying towards him. His eyes were full of panic, and he kept retreating.

"Oops! Oops! Mr. Village Chief, we are surrounded. Even the villagers who escaped are also surrounded. The nearest place is less than 100 meters away from us, and the farthest is only 300 meters... The fire is so intense that we can’t seem to escape, what should we do, Mr. Village Chief!!”

"Yes, Mr. Village Chief! What should we do! We won't be burned alive here, right?! No, I must avenge Wendy, little Robin, and little Ellie! I can't die here! !"

"Village chief, what should we do..."

More than 100 villagers who had escaped stood up from the grass and swarmed towards the village chief Green.

"Cough cough cough... don't panic, don't panic!! Everyone listen to me, don't panic, now everyone gather in the middle..."

Green couldn't help coughing violently as he looked at the flames that were slowly pressing toward the crowd. Although he had no choice now, this was the best choice for now.

Green looked at the huge fire coming from all around and felt very depressed. He knew that he might not be able to escape. Even if he and his old buddy were both low-level professionals, in the face of this kind of natural disaster, they could only do nothing. No one could Break through this terrifying flame.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Everyone gathered in the center of the grass, watching the surrounding flames slowly approaching, feeling desperate. As the flames approached, heat waves, high temperatures, lack of oxygen, grass ash and other problems continued to force them closer and closer to death. Grass ash As they kept waving, everyone coughed involuntarily.

"Huh~~cough cough cough..."

Green sat at the outermost edge of the crowd, casually wiping the sweat from his forehead. He felt his body getting weaker and weaker, and his whole body felt groggy. He knew that he might have to live up to everyone's hopes and die here.

Shadows flashed before his eyes. Feeling his increasingly groggy brain and his weakening pulse, Old Green felt that he was going to see the great god. Hmm~!God? ! !
"Great God!!! Please save us! Great Goddess of Magic, please save us. Great Lord of the Dawn, please save me! Great God, please save us..."

Old Green kept praying in his heart that God could appear and save these poor villagers. Unfortunately, since there was no church in the village, Old Green did not know the prayers of each church, so he could only pray dryly.

It was clear that the fire was approaching, and the old and frail old Green, his two companions and the frail villagers couldn't help but fall into a semi-fainting state.

And Old Green was still calling out to the gods perseveringly, begging them to cast their gaze to save them. However, the gods he had been calling so hard did not respond. Old Green could only pray to all the gods whose names he knew, including Including the three gods of death and Rey who have just become gods.

"The great goddess of magic, the great earth goddess, the great god of dawn, the great god of tyranny... the great god of burning, please save us... Great gods~! Please..."

At this time, Old Green would never have imagined that in the monstrous flames, a phantom appeared early and had been watching the group of them for a long time. As Old Green called his god's name, the God of Burning, Rey mixed The shadow in the flames couldn't help but smile when looking at the semi-conscious Green and the blazing fire...

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