Bello obeyed the Pope's order and came out of the church.
Along the way out, you could see fervent believers everywhere.
Bello was relatively calm.
Those who can advance to the level of a Grand Mage through their own efforts are not easily matched.
For many years, one thing has been universally acknowledged: among legendary and demigod groups, there are very few fanatics.
With power in hand, the mysterious gods naturally cease to be so mysterious.
Bello was somewhere between a novice and a true believer, but she would never betray the Pope, because she had been a slave.
Among believers of evil gods, a considerable number are slaves, or at least people who are unhappy with their lives, even those in high positions.
Therefore, it is perfectly normal for decadent nobles to worship demons and gods.
Bello, who was once a slave, was once in the hands of a corrupt noble family...
The past is too painful to recall, but thankfully we have His Holiness the Pope!
He cultivated through arduous meditation step by step until he became a great mage of both wind and dark magic, a dark blade in the hands of His Holiness the Pope.
I will repay others with fear.
The simple truth is that recently, Bello had the idea of becoming a true believer of the Demon God, until today.
The mark of the demon god, nourishment for the future!!! So, even demon gods are merciless; perhaps this is Bello's destiny!
As a great sorceress, Bello gradually accepted her future fate, unless she was fortunate enough to become a legend or a demigod, but all of these were beyond her wildest dreams.
I wonder how many more days I have left to serve His Holiness the Pope.
Before she knew it, she had already left the church. After a simple dark spell, she disappeared into the shadows and headed in a certain direction, where there was another task she needed to complete.
The Pope's close associates usually choose to receive feedback from believers across mainland China and then provide various forms of support.
The Sandy Territory incident was different. That time, it was a personal order from His Holiness the Pope, with angels striking. In the future, once the Sandy Territory becomes the focus of attention for all religions, including the various dark churches, the next time, the will of fear will surely descend.
It's hateful, because in that place, she was marked with the mark of a demon!
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The situation on the mainland is changing every moment. Where there is darkness, there is light. In the Holy Land of Light, in the Kingdom of the God of Light, because of the descent of angels, the then Pope reported to the God King of Light.
No divine decree was issued.
The Pope of Light pondered to himself, "That makes sense. Our own chief god should be accumulating divine power, so why should he have time to concern himself with the affairs of neutral gods?"
A pantheon typically has a chief god or even a god-king. Under the god-king of light are several goddesses of light and gods of light, who exist as subordinate gods of the pantheon.
God of War...
Mother Earth...
Goddess of Life...
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In some more distant churches, the pope at the time felt it was unimportant and even stopped praying, but in any case, this descent of angels was generally characterized as a capricious act of God.
Given the existence of deities, and the fact that one can influence their thoughts and allow them to act willfully, Sandy Territory is worth investigating.
There were already spies from various empires and other forces on the continent, and now spies from the major churches have been added as well.
Time passed little by little.
For various reasons, the number of people coming to Sandy Territory has been increasing, and Ron has been in a good mood lately.
Seriously, this one angel strike has made the ad incredibly effective.
The tourism industry in Sandy Territory has truly taken off.
Because the spies all had low-profile missions, they didn't cause trouble and dared not cause trouble, and... they even got to go on publicly funded trips!
Send someone out to investigate; make sure they bring enough magic crystals!
The cost of these magic crystals on the way was manageable, but once we arrived in Sandy Territory, how... how did they disappear so quickly?
Oh no, we haven't gathered enough intelligence yet!
This is almost too peaceful for Sandy Territory, at least during this period of probing.
The influx of people brought commercial prosperity, and various forces from the mainland came to visit. What to do when you really don't have any magic crystals?
Sell your belongings! What else can you do?
Sandy commands two major churches of gods, angels, legends... how could he possibly cause trouble in the face of such forces?
Naturally, the Sandy Auction House in the area is thriving.
A surreal play, and you charged me several hundred magic crystals, which doesn't seem expensive. Wait, how about some royal wine? The birthplace of authors, shouldn't we buy some limited edition books to take home?
Limited quantities available!
It's expensive... but what if there's intelligence inside?
If we're talking about what's most eye-catching, it's the things the lords dared not say before...
The era of sensationalist headlines has arrived.
Damn it, what kind of lousy book is this?
Wait a minute, this "no sword is better than having a sword" seems interesting.
New free classrooms... Should we suggest that the higher-ups implement this too? Then my younger brother, who didn't become a vagrant, can also go to school.
Generally, spies are elementalists who are wanderers.
With new scenic spots constantly emerging in various places, this is simply a monster that devours crystals; no amount of crystals can fill it up.
In certain places, everything is several times more expensive.
What, are you planning to bring food or drinks in?
Does this mean we have to maintain our status? We can't lose face, and bringing extra items naturally comes at a cost.
Would someone with a spatial ring even care about a few magic crystals?
The scenic area is really nice, isn't it? Especially one particular scenic area, where everyone living there is incredibly good-looking.
A new term has emerged: scenic area rooms. It's not enough to just have magic crystals; the scenic area itself also needs to be aesthetically pleasing.
This is fucking awful, Lord Sandy, I...
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Regardless, people who have just arrived in Sandy Territory are unaware of the various pitfalls that lurk there.
First impression.
Sandy City is clean, beautiful, and its people are warm and confident.
You can often hear people talking about how their children are doing at the free academy.
They felt hopeless, but with our great lord, their children were their hope.
Many adults, for various reasons, are practically all money-grubbers.
In the path of cultivation, no amount of magic crystals is ever enough. However, in this era, the rewards for increasing one's strength are immense.
My personal safety is guaranteed, and what if I have the chance to become a nobleman?
During this period, the mainland as a whole did not reject nobles, because those who had the power to protect the weak were entitled to a certain status.
Outside the city, you might find yourself in a world of Warcraft.
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Three months have passed since the angels launched their attack.
On this day, Ron was leisurely joking with the little tower in the lord's manor.
Little Tower is showing signs of growing into a little girl, and Ron is taking a laissez-faire attitude towards it.
Suddenly, Vivian found Ron.
She also brought the head of the invention department.
He must have been one of the leaders. The department was getting bigger and bigger. I remember that the middle-aged Moses was specifically in charge of paper improvement.
Upon seeing him, Ron had a premonition and immediately became serious.
"What's up?"
"My lord, the soft paper suitable for mass production has been made."
"Really? Let me see it."
Moses excitedly took out the paper and handed it to Ron.
Are you sure this is it?
"Of course, my lord."
"Is this paper or leather?"
It's not Ron's fault; the paper is just too smooth and tough.
"My lord, the materials for soft paper... will eventually be mass-produced even by ordinary people."
Ron listened quietly. The main raw material came from a magical aquatic region, and the wood chosen was a thousand-layered sheng (a type of wood used in traditional Chinese wood processing). This wood was different from other mutated wood species, as it was adaptable to various human processing methods and was composed of layers of wood...
After the key transplant, the patient adapted very well and was in good condition.
If you promote growth over time, it can grow rapidly; however, its maturation period is not long.
That's how it is in the magical world.
Plant magic is something this elven race excels at.
Ron said, "How many elven residents do we have in our territory right now? Perfect timing, I really need plant magic and rune magic, let's post a recruitment notice!"
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