After the full level, my soft rice system is long overdue

"The crusade against the Holy See of Chenxi... this matter is not urgent, you can let it go for a while."

"Our goal now is to intervene in the king selection ceremony of the Alan Empire in the near future."

"Once the plan is successful, we can support a successor of the Goodwill Church to come to power."

……

After the leader of the cult said with a solemn expression, he found that the disciples around him seemed quite calm.

He even heard a few people sigh with regret,

It seems that compared with killing the heretics such as killing the Black Tower and crusading against the Holy See of Dawn, the secret plan described by the leader of the cult suddenly becomes dull.

Sigh your uncle!

That was a big scene of directly intervening in the competition for the future heir of a great empire.

It is also a great opportunity for our Iron Moon Cult to become famous in the first battle, and thus to step on the stage of the Western Continent and become famous all over the world.

Why do you feel sorry for coming here?

Could it be that you guys really think that just three or two of you kittens can kill the Black Tower and the Holy See of Dawn?

The leader of the cultist took a deep breath and let himself tense up his majestic demeanor.

He opened his mouth slowly: "This matter comes from the Lord's highest oracle, which was personally confirmed by several divine envoys."

As soon as the name of the Lord was brought out, the believers who were a little slack before became serious again.

The cult leader looked around and nodded with satisfaction.

Although this gang is a little stupid, their loyalty is still impeccable.

In case things can't be done and need to run away, these people are the best cannon fodder.

"And what we have to do now is to recharge our batteries in the past few days, and be ready to cooperate with several god envoy adults at any time."

He stretched out his finger and casually pointed at a confidant beside him.

"Go and pray to the Lord, and ask the Lord to send down an oracle to inform the ceremonial preparations for the coming of the Lord's incarnation."

"Yes."

The confidant who was named by him nodded and took the order to go.

The leader of the cult looked at the back of the other party thoughtfully.

As a warrior of the seventh rank, he is also one of the top ranks in the Iron Moon Cult, and he is qualified to have access to some relatively confidential information.

It was also because of this that the leader of the cult knew very well that the king's election ceremony involved a lot, and almost every candidate for the throne had an extremely powerful backer.

In the end, it is likely to involve quasi-legendary or even legendary collisions.

Normally speaking, even a seventh-level fighter like him doesn't even have the qualifications to intervene in a battle of this size.

Not to mention the rest of the third- and fourth-tier small shrimp cultivators.

However, the reason why cultists are called cultists is naturally because of their special means.

The statue that was enshrined by believers day and night was just one of the backhands prepared by their church.

When necessary, it is even possible to mobilize part of the power of faith in the statue, allowing the incarnation of the Lord to come to the world with the power of faith.

It's just that for a descent of this scale, depending on the strength of the descent, a lot of preparations need to be made in advance——

Including but not limited to advent ceremonies, offerings, etc.

That confidant came back quickly.

However, that confidant had a perplexed expression on his face.

"leader……"

"Huh?" The leader of the cult was a little dissatisfied with the other party's confused attitude, and urged: "Quickly tell me, why are you so hesitant."

The confidant hesitated for a moment, then walked quickly to the side of the leader of the cult, and whispered a few words.

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the stern gaze of the leader of the cult.

"Ridiculous! You have been with me for so long, but you can't even do such a small thing well?"

The confidant hesitantly argued: "But, the oracle of the Lord did instruct so."

"Ridiculous!" The leader of the cult laughed angrily: "I ask you, what is our place here?"

"It is a sect established to serve our supreme Lord "Iron Marked Moon", but we were targeted by heretics such as the Holy See of Dawn, so we had to restrain our whereabouts and act in secret. "

"Yeah! So you also know that we are a hidden force wanted by the government, not the Red Cross Foundation of the Empire?"

The leader of the cult was laughed angrily, he had lost trust in his confidant, and decided to do it himself.

He knelt down towards the bronze idol, drew a full moon symbol on his chest, and recited the previous prayer.

Then, he opened his mouth with pious words.

"Supreme, great Lord—"

"Your faithful are here to pray to you for your grace to allow the avatar to descend and to inform us of the preparations that need to be made."

Accompanied by the prayer of the leader of the cult, the statue of the god shone with a slight light.

Immediately afterwards, lines of light golden characters appeared in the void in front of the leader of the cult.

The head of the cultist looked humble, and looked up——

"1. Go to the slums and rescue more than [-] girls who have lost their feet.

"2. Helped the grandmother to cross the road more than a hundred times."

"3. Giving up seats for the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled on magic vehicles more than two hundred times."

"4. Purchase books worth no less than 15 imperial gold coins in the Black Tower Bookstore, and write a review of no less than [-] words per person..."

……

As the leader of this stronghold, although he has not led the incarnation before, the leader of the previous ritual has personally experienced it.

At that time, the oracle issued by the Lord was - "Blood Sacrifice for Three Thousand Souls".

Of course, they didn't really have the guts to find 3000 people as living sacrifices in the imperial capital.

If we really want to do this, I am afraid that the next day, the Judgment Knights of the Holy See of Dawn and the military will launch a big blockade in the entire imperial capital, and within three days, they will be able to find out all the strongholds of their orders and wipe them out. .

Therefore, the leader of the church at that time thought of a good idea.

He bought two thousand broilers and one thousand domestic pigs from the Golden Deer Chamber of Commerce in one go, and then killed them all one by one in front of the bronze statue.

After all, the lives of chickens and pigs are also lives.

It's also a living being, isn't it?

In the end, the effect of his sacrifice was not bad.

The sequelae are that the price of meat in the entire imperial capital has risen a lot, and it took a few days to recover, and their stronghold next year has been filled with a smell of chicken blood and pig blood for a long time, even with cleaning There is no way to remove all the spell scrolls.

In the end, they could only abandon the original stronghold and move to the current new stronghold.

and so--

"Blood Sacrifice to Three Thousand Lives" and "Helping the Granny Cross the Road" in front of you, isn't the style of painting right?

Could it be that I read it wrong?

Snapped--

The leader of the cultist closed his eyes and slapped himself, and the crisp voice echoed throughout the stronghold.

He opened his eyes expectantly.

However, he found that those few lines of small pale gold characters were still floating in front of his eyes. They were so clear that it was hard to read them wrong.

"Pfft-"

"Moriarty, what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something happy."

The leader of the cult took a deep breath and decided to ignore the new member's offense for the time being.

After all, he is a newcomer, so it is understandable that he does not know the rules.

And, more importantly, the leader of the cult felt that he had caught some inspiration.

He suddenly understood why the style of painting before and after the oracle of the Lord was so inconsistent.

Prior to this, my sect has been implementing a secretive style, so the speed of developing members has been quite slow.

Rituals like "Blood Sacrifice for Three Thousand Lives" are even more difficult for many potential believers of the sect to accept, and they feel withdrawn.

This has also led to the fact that most of the members of the religious group are anti-social and anti-human elements who suffer and hate for various reasons.

After all, any normal person would not want to join such a ghostly place with a gloomy painting style at first sight.

But now that I think about it, the Lord must have discovered the drawbacks of such a secret development——

I want to start from the masses at the bottom and take the route of mass development.

Whether it's rescuing a lost girl, helping an old woman cross the road, or giving up a seat on a magic vehicle for the elderly, the weak, the sick, and the disabled, these in themselves are excellent means to raise the cult's reputation among the masses.

Buying books from the Black Tower Bookstore and learning to read them will make it easier for them to be recognized at the level of nobles and extraordinary people.

If the religious order can really gain the support of most of the people and nobles, then even in the face of the encirclement and suppression by the Holy See in the dawn, they will have the confidence to deal with it calmly.

At that time, it will not be as intimidating as it is now when it develops again.

The more the leader of the believer thought about it, the more he felt that his explanation was very reasonable, and he believed that he had fully understood the true meaning of the Lord.

He looked around at the congregation who were still at a loss, and deeply realized that his IQ had taken over the high ground.

"Why are you still standing there, hurry up and follow the oracle!"

……

Even Shire didn't expect that the leader of the cult would actually take the few instructions he issued with his spiritual imprint in a good mood.

Seeing that the law and order and atmosphere in the surrounding neighborhoods are getting better day by day.

And the believers around them earnestly read at night every day, analyzing the entertainment books published by the Black Tower Bookstore word by word, and marking with strokes when encountering difficulties, so that they can be copied and used later when writing their impressions. I also feel quite magical.

You must know that even the Red Cross Foundation of the Empire cannot achieve such an effect on the transformation of the atmosphere and security of civilian neighborhoods.

After all, there is a lot of oil and water in the foundation. After being dealt with by a few people who handle it, if it really falls on the common people, God knows how much will be left.

Of course, Charles has not been idle for the past three days.

The bronze god statue, through a pre-programmed consciousness, mediates and controls the power of faith of a large number of believers, and also gives Charles some inspiration for the construction of a wide-area communication network.

To really achieve the effect of the Internet in Shire's previous life, it is necessary to set up a large-scale information storage and interaction base station.

However, due to the problems of world rules and loss of magic power, it is not realistic to really establish a structure with ground base stations and communication satellites as the core like in the previous life——

However, what if the base station is set in the star realm?

The astral world is a collection of various concepts and symbols, and the transmission of information flow in it can be said to have no loss at all.

And after these three days, Charles mobilized all his mental power to calculate and deduce, and he has also deduced all the corresponding arcane models.

"The rest is stress testing and specific construction."

"However, since the arcane model has been completed, the rest are trivial matters."

Charles stopped the deduction process in the spiritual ocean, and felt a little tired.

After all, once it takes shape, this is a giant magic item that will cover the entire Western Continent. The complexity is far beyond that of a legendary item in the general sense. The amount of calculation is almost equivalent to creating ten new forbidden spells from scratch.

"When the king's election ceremony is over, it's almost time to make this different world version of the Internet public."

Charles' spirit moved slightly, and he looked out the door.

Three seconds later, the leader of the cult opened the door and entered, looking at the people who were reading at night with high spirits.

"Everyone, the time has come!"

"Celebrate!"

"After tonight, our Iron Moon Religion will officially step onto the stage of the Western Continent and become the fourth pole of the continent alongside the Black Tower, the Holy See of Dawn, and the Shadow Council!"