Casting spells

As a powerful being beyond the limits of mortals, a god is born with a strong self-esteem, especially unable to bear any form of humiliation, otherwise it will generate a kind of anger that even he cannot suppress.

This is why, all mortals who violated the bottom line of the gods, without exception, will receive a terrible curse, which may be passed on to future generations.

Unfortunately, this newborn woman didn't know that the man standing in front of her was actually a master higher than God.

In the eyes of the masters, the so-called god is just a small ant that can be crushed to death, and there is no need for the "nobility" of mortals in their mouths.

The so-called highs and lows of life are actually not much different from civilization.

Higher civilizations will discriminate against and enslave lower civilizations, and even do not recognize the intelligent race of the other party, but regard them as livestock like cattle, horses and sheep, an animal that can be tamed and raised.

In the same way, in the eyes of higher beings, no matter how many lower beings die, it is just a vague number. , and don't care how those ants who survived by chance feel.

There may be a few guys who are full and full, jumping out and shouting boring slogans such as defending the "right of ants to survive" and "protecting the ecological environment", but most of them just watch it as a lively crowd, and follow up to change what to do .

cruel?

Cold blooded?

indifferent?

Do not!

It just depends on a psychology, an emotion called empathy.

Of course, after feeding human nature to dogs like bones without any flesh, Zhang Cheng no longer has the slightest sense of the same kind, but regards himself as a separate and special independent body.

He firmly believed that he was special and unique, so he completely ignored the crazy and angry curses of the goddess, and just let the bondage AVI last for more than three hours, until the other party was tired of cursing, closed his mouth and endured silently. Then he sneered and sarcastically said: "Ah! It seems that your memory has deteriorated a little, and it took three hours to realize the gap between us again. Tell me now, will you still fulfill the contract you signed with me?"

"Do I have a second choice?" The goddess raised her head slightly, her face full of naked anger and hatred.

"That's a good answer. If that's the case, then I'll let you go first. Remember, do your job well, and I will pay close attention to your every move."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng waved his hand lightly, and those impossibly tough vines instantly let go, throwing the goddess violently on the branch.

"Humph!"

The newly born goddess obviously didn't want to talk nonsense. After using her divine power to smooth out her injuries, she immediately opened the portal to get in, and escaped from this dangerous place as quickly as possible.

The moment she stepped in with one foot, Zhang Cheng suddenly asked, "By the way, have you thought about your god name? If not, I can give you some advice. Farewell, you'd better not use your mortal name occasionally, otherwise those guys with ulterior motives will trace your past and pry into the mystery of your becoming a god. Don't underestimate mortals, as far as I know, the gods planted in their hands Not just one or two."

"Thank you for your concern! From today onwards, I am Musa, the Goddess of Darkness! I will merge with the original darkness of this world. I am the night, and I am the secret keeper..."

Saying that, the goddess who gave herself a new name stepped through the portal and disappeared without a trace.

The first thousand and 160 chapters and seven chapters of a green light (the number of chapters in the previous chapter was wrong, but the content was correct)

"Goddess of Darkness? Sounds very imposing, doesn't it? But I don't understand why she has so many titles for herself. After all, the priesthood she currently controls is only darkness." Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders and complained. road.

But he can also understand that the other party probably has no choice but to do so.

You must know that such a long list of titles is usually either to elevate one's own status, or to deter opponents, creating an illusion of "I am stronger than you" or "I am more professional than you".

In any case, even in the information age of knowledge explosion, ordinary people still cannot distinguish which knowledge is true and which knowledge is fabricated.

The only thing that can be used to identify them is the reputation of various experts and professors, as well as the universities they graduated from and their academic achievements.

That is to say, people pay more attention to the credibility of the source of knowledge than the content of real knowledge.

Especially those things that are too professional to be understood by ordinary people, it seems that apart from listening to the explanations given by experts and professors, it is impossible to figure out the truth in a short period of time by relying on a few words obtained from books or the Internet.

As a result, a large group of fake experts and professors emerged as the times require, and there are even some liars who secretly stuff private goods and advertise in the name of discounting popular science.

This is true in the era of information explosion, and it is even more so on this backward planet where news delivery is seriously lagging behind.

If there is no long list of bluffing titles, how can those ignorant people believe in a goddess who has just emerged and is being suppressed by the nobles?

So even for the convenience of preaching, Mousha had to pretend to be taller.

Faith competition is not a war in the ordinary sense!

What she needs to deal with is the complex and changeable human heart!

The independent thinking of intelligent life determines that they are fickle. They may be praising a certain person loudly one second, and then push that person into hell by cursing and spitting at the next second.

Benefit!

By giving them sufficient benefits, the relationship between God and believers will be maintained for a long time, forming a stable and powerful church in the secular world.

With the church, we can absorb more resources, eliminate those forces that are hostile to us, and bring in neutral factions bit by bit.

Of course, none of this had anything to do with Zhang Cheng. After confirming that the second half of the plan had not escaped his control, he returned to the magic tower and monitored every move of all the important people through the magic mirror.

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At the same time, Kerwin, who had narrowly escaped death, was hiding in a strong castle, constantly reading the information sent back by his spies.

After half an hour, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and cursed with a wry smile: "Damn it! The danger is finally lifted! The terrifying darkness that shrouded the city has disappeared. Except for the tragic dead bodies, nothing remains. Down."

"Are you sure? I don't think there will be anything left behind for a supernatural phenomenon of that scale." Baron Kailanster expressed strong doubts.

As one of the witnesses and survivors, he saw the black energy that filled the sky with his own eyes, and also saw countless human soldiers being swallowed by the darkness.

That kind of terrifying power is definitely not something that manpower can contend with.

"I'm very sure! The spies have entered the central area of ​​the city and returned without incident. No matter what happened that night, it is already in the past tense. Our enemy disappeared, it's that simple." Kerwin couldn't wait Set the gender on this matter.

After all, the sudden loss of so many troops was definitely a traumatic experience for him, and even those neighbors who were not well-meaning at first began to move around, trying to see if he could get rid of the tyrant.

So even for the sake of the political situation, he must suppress this matter as soon as possible and create an illusion of victory.

"Well, well, I hope you are right. But I always have a hunch that this matter will not end easily." Baron Kellanster sighed slightly, and did not refute his loyal monarch.

Kerwin was obviously very satisfied with this attitude, casually threw the densely packed notes on the table into the brazier, and then asked without looking back: "Did my dear wife do anything unusual these days? "

"She seems to be very keen on holding balls and salons, dancing and chatting with the nobles who have defected. But as the hostess, there is nothing wrong with her doing so. And the balls and salons really make your newly occupied land very stable. , there were no nobles and rioters, and no tax resistance." Baron Kailanster said what he knew without thinking.

"Proms and salons?" Kerwin frowned subconsciously, and then asked, "Is she in frequent contact with those people?"

"Hmm... I'm not too sure about that. According to the spies, most of them are young nobles with no real power. These people are not so much admiring your wife's wisdom and beauty than having ulterior motives. You know , In the palace, there are quite a few young people who are so dazzled by so-called love."

While saying these words, Baron Kailanster raised his head and glanced at the monarch secretly, as if he saw a light above the other party's head, a green light...

Of course, as a man whose head was also shrouded in green light, he quite understood Kerwin's mood.

You must know that in the chaotic aristocratic circle, marrying a young, beautiful, and sociable wife means being surrounded by green lights, and even the king's queen is not immune.

Through this kind of close communication from the body to the soul, each family will form a close alliance in private, thereby secretly affecting politics and even the direction of war.