Belief In The Kingdom of God

Standing in front of the ancient tree, Attis looked at Allen in front of him with a weak look, and couldn't help but smile: "Good job."

"At your current level, as long as you experience a period of training, you will be able to reach the minimum standard for practicing secret techniques."

This is very remarkable. Although the bloodline secret technique is very powerful to some extent, it also has stronger requirements for the practitioner. It is far more strict than the vindictive practice, let alone divine art.

Hearing Attis' words, Alan's eyes lit up, and a little desire and joy appeared, and even the exhaustion on his body seemed to be forgotten.

I don't know why, there is always a sense of urgency and crisis in him, as if he is in a crisis, making him instinctively longing for power.

This can be seen from the intensity of training. Even if Artis didn't ask for it, he still consciously continued training. For months, he never stopped. Everyone couldn't help but look at him and admire his desperation.

Even if it wasn't for him to be the Dragonborn himself, he would have collapsed a long time ago under such training intensity, how could he still stand in front of Attis.

"After practicing the secret method, I will be able to protect my sister and give back to Lord Yar."

Allen looked at Cathy, who was tired and lying down, and then at Artis in front of him, with a bright and innocent smile bursting into his heart with excitement.

"I'm still a child after all, even the son of destiny chosen by God, he is very simple."

Attis smiled and looked at the other side: "Cathy, take a break and continue tomorrow."

He walked there, helped Cathy who was half kneeling on the ground at this moment, and said with a smile.

When he was speaking, a little natural divine power surged into his body, which turned into a simple healing technique to cover the two of them.

The dragonborn's resilience is very strong. Under the effect of the healing technique, Cathy stood up slowly and watched Atis holding her hand with a flush on her face.

I don't know if I have recovered from the training just now, and there are other reasons.

In the distance, Elder Aida smiled and looked at Artis and Cathy in the distance, with a clear smile on his face.

The daily training passed quickly.

At noon one day, the people who went out came back quickly. Bring a lot of people in rags.

"Oh, are there so many refugees again?"

Looking at the refugees, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

"Patriarch, these people were found on the edge, a total of forty-three people, we brought them all back according to your order."

Those who have returned from a distance are reporting to Attis.

"Well, good job."

Artis nodded, "Go and put them in place, as you did before, disrupt and separate them."

At this moment, Eta walked in with a worried look on his face.

"Yar, we are almost running out of food."

He looked at Attis and advised: "Or, temporarily slow down the speed of receiving refugees."

"no!"

Artis shook his head and said decisively: "The current food should be able to last for a while, until tomorrow, I will take people to hunt some beasts in the wilderness."

"After waiting for two periods of time, after this batch of grain is mature, our grain pressure can be reduced a lot."

"But..." Eta looked at Adis, hesitant to speak.

He wanted to say that the breeding of monsters in the wilderness, coupled with the recent rampage of demons, is likely to encounter danger.

However, he knew in his heart that Attis would not shrink back for these reasons, so he didn't say it at all.

"Oh, I just hope that this period of time will not be too bad. After this period of time has passed, there is no need to take such risks."

Eta sighed in his heart.

He is essentially a conservative person.

In his opinion, there are sacred trees, the land that can be cultivated is slowly increasing, all kinds of seeds can be planted quickly, plus some small livestock brought from the tribe before, it is completely self-sufficient.

Being in the depths of the desert, even the devil is hard to find, there is no need to take risks at all.

After Aita left, Artis looked at his back and shook his head.

He looked at the ancient natural tree in the distance, feeling the expansion of the natural gods, and he was silent in his heart.

If you just want to trap this tribe, with the current conditions, Attis is confident that it will develop and improve here, and ensure its safety in several years or even decades.

But his goal is not this.

"The growth of natural ancient trees, the expansion of God's domain, and the rapid progress of my own strength all require sufficient divine power and sufficient believers to give faith to do it."

"And just relying on the population of this tribe, it is enough to support natural ancient trees, let alone other. After the external world is completely destroyed, even if this tribe develops well, what use is it."

Shinto is to gather the power of all living beings to support itself, and the reproduction of the population takes a long time, just relying on a tribe of thousands of people to multiply, even if it is given to him for decades, what can it be? How can there be direct acceptance, or even plunder the foreign population quickly.

Attis got up, walked outside, looking at a figure outside.

"In just one month, three to four hundred people were accepted. It seems that the demon outside is making a serious disturbance."

He shook his head: "But this speed is too slow. Too many people have been killed by demons, and only a small part of them can escape, not enough."

"In this way, it is necessary to go out."

The wind in the sky gradually blew, raising the hair of Attis. In the distance, pedestrians are busy, and three or two children are laughing and playing, seemingly harmonious.

Adis stood under the natural old tree, watching this scene, couldn't help but smile.

...

In the early morning of the second day, Atis took a group of people with the exception.

According to the previous habit, he lined up the patriarchs behind him one by one, set up a few ten princes like the previous world, and then set off.

The group of people marched through the wilderness like a well-trained team. At first glance, they felt that the queue was neat and well-trained, and it was hard to see how messy it looked like a mob just a few months ago.

This is the effect of the previous months of training. As the founder of the empire of Yadi Syria, Artis is very strict in training, and now it seems that the effect is not bad.

He led the crowd to a place far away from the surrounding oasis, intending to avoid those demons as much as possible.

After all, although Attis was not afraid, but this time the purpose was to hunt, not to fight against the devil, so naturally it was better to avoid it.

But sometimes, even if you deliberately avoid it, something will always come to you.

For example, at this moment, Attis looked at a girl in the distance, and two demon men chasing after she got up, and the corners of her mouth twitched.