Chapter 86: Natural Blessings (Part 1)
I see.
So this is what the so-called divine magic is.
It is estimated that this so-called god of harvest is the object of the spiritual sacrifice of Jacob.
He cultivated his spiritual power for the God of Harvest, and the God of Harvest gave him certain request permissions, allowing him to cast spells through the God of Harvest.
This means that something very serious must have happened in the main plane.
Just like what Yuzu said, in the worldview of the arcane mage group, this is indeed a very evil act, no less than those evil blood-sucking creatures.
If the arcane mage community still existed, it would be impossible to allow such a thing to happen.
But now it seems that this god of harvest is still a widely recognized righteous god?
What's wrong with this world? Are all arcane mages truly extinct?
There are so many gods in this world. Do they also use this method to recruit believers?
If so, does it mean that all the extraordinary people in the main world now are broiler chickens raised by various gods?
Fang Yu suddenly thought of the abnormality of the magic network node.
In this environment, if even Yuzu has such a severe delay when trying to cast a spell, then almost no one can practice arcane magic anymore, right?
How can I meditate if the nodes cannot be connected and I cannot visualize?
My spellcasting is not affected. It should be the effect of the Rubik's Cube. The Rubik's Cube directly takes away the control of the surrounding nodes, so I can use spells as usual.
I've only been in this world for less than six hours, and I'm already exposed to the underlying secrets of this world. Isn't that bad?
So scary.
Fortunately, Yuzu had just analyzed it and found that only high-level creatures in the Astral Plane could drain human spiritual energy through the magic network. Astral Plane creatures couldn't interfere with the main plane, and could only establish a pseudo-connection with it through projection, so there was no need to worry too much.
Otherwise, Fang Yu was really worried that the God of Harvest would suddenly appear and snatch his opportunity.
At this time, Old Jacques had also completed the spell. As his original mental power was drawn back, Old Jacques' eyes, which had originally become clear, became cloudy again.
Perhaps the chanting just now consumed too much of old Jacques's energy. Without saying a word, Abbot Jacques raised his wooden staff and knocked heavily on the altar.
The villagers below the altar cheered, and then, led by old Beto, everyone threw a handful of wheat grains and a few strands of flax onto the altar.
The more wheat grains he threw into the soil of the altar, the happier his expression became, as if his family's fields would receive more blessings.
In fact, the effectiveness of this natural blessing depends on which farmlands outside the village are buried with the Rain God Stones, and the land on the route of the magic circle will also receive a better blessing effect.
It is estimated that this magic circle needs maintenance once a year. The rain god stone inserted into the altar has now begun to fade and gradually become as transparent as crystal.
Its fate as a spellcasting ingredient has ended.
The ritual spell is completely completed only after everyone has thrown the wheat grains.
Doing so can make everyone feel a little involved, rather than the priest performing a one-man show, and can strengthen the believers' faith in the temple.
After the ceremony, there will be a carnival in Viplain. Each household will take out the fruit wine brewed last year and the freshly baked wheat cakes, and sing and dance in front of the barn.
After understanding what this spell was, Fang Yu had achieved part of his purpose of coming to the main world.
We'll talk about other things next time we come.
Fang Yu, standing outside the crowd, looked at the camper in his hand.
Inside is the biggest gain of this trip to the main plane, the fruit of the silver cypress.
I have already picked some Silvermoon Grass and Borina Root and put them in G500. When I go back this time, I will try to make a ring of healing potions!
When Fang Yu and the villagers were handing over the wolf corpse, Little Beto had already given the four gold dukes to Fang Yu.
This is a round coin with a thickness of no more than 1 mm and a diameter of about 1.5 cm.
It should not exceed 4 grams.
The Silver Lire is made of silver metal of the same weight, and the same is true for the Copper Dana.
Huh? If that's the conversion rate, silver is only a little over three yuan per gram. With a 1:12 ratio between the gold duke and the silver riel, wouldn't it be the simplest business to get a batch of silver, turn it into silver riel, and then exchange it for gold duke here?
A profit of less than 1000% is still too low and not very interesting.
If you add the 300 magic crystals for opening the plane channel and the 100 magic crystals for going to the wizard tower, the profit will be even lower.
Next time you come here, bring some specialties from Blue Star and see what you can sell for a good price here.
Also, are diamonds still useful here now?
Since diamonds can replace most spellcasting materials, and now there are arcane agents like priests in the main plane, it should still be useful.
"Young adventurer." Abbot Jacques, who had finished casting the spell, called out seriously to Fang Yu, who was pulling the camper van and trying to leave the village.
"Is there anything I can do for you, Abbot Jacques?" Fang Yu, who already knew the priest's background, was not at all afraid. If all the extraordinary people in the main plane were of this type, he estimated that when he reached the level 5 mage, he would be able to walk around freely in this place.
"You just said your name is Keith, right? Judging from your age, you must have just started your adventuring career. You may not know it yet, but the world of adventure is fun and exciting, but it is also full of dangers."
"Every year, a dozen new members join the Adventurer's Guild in Mercfore, and every year, a dozen adventurers die."
"The life of an adventurer is not as exciting as you imagined. Instead, it is full of killing and deception. Go home, child. This path is not suitable for you."
As expected, although the methods of the God of Harvest seem extremely evil to arcane mages, his teachings cannot be evil, otherwise they would not have become orthodox religions.
Fang Yu had just finished sighing when he heard Abbot Jacques continue, "Of course, a young man like you wouldn't listen to an old man like us. Well, if that's the case, if you don't want to give up your adventurer career, you need a stronger force to protect yourself."
"I have six scrolls of the first-level divine spell, Thorn Entanglement. They're only 50 gold Dukes each. Are you interested?"
"Think about it, you're exploring the ruins of a Marigold Dynasty, and suddenly three kobolds wielding bone axes chase you. What do you do?"
"If you have a thorn entanglement at this time, it's very simple. Just tear it apart and designate an area within 30 meters. Strong thorn vines will grow within 10 square meters around the designated location and entangle the kobolds, making them unable to move."
"How's that? Just 50 gold dukes, and I might be able to save your life. Well worth it, right?"
It's a cult, definitely a cult.
This kind of money-grubbing pastor cannot be a good person.
There are no Cthulhu elements in this book.
There are no foreign gods or old gods at all.
This round of the alien world storyline should be over today.
(End of this chapter)
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