I lost the sun god

"hope everything is fine."

creaking...

In his palm, the spinning wheel of destiny was spinning rapidly, each thread of destiny was woven and then sank into the void.

Destiny has been moved.

……

Small town, in the baron's manor.

Professional druid and baron Karakal looked at the letter in his hand with a tangled expression.

Standing in front of him was the old housekeeper who came from afar.

"Old Faulkner, does the pastor of the God of Beauty really want Miss Kexia to do a great deed before he is willing to save that lady?"

"Only helping kind people is the principle of their church. Letting Miss Kexia do good deeds instead of that lady is the result of the priests' accommodation." Faulkner responded in a deep voice.

Of course, Karakal knew who the lady that old Faulkner was talking about was, so he was entangled.

Miss Kexia's mother, a follower of the evil god Ms. Spider, a dark elf with evil blood flowing from her body from birth.

She married a human nobleman and gave birth to the half-elf Kexia.

The lady was seriously injured, but the invited priest of the Beauty God refused to treat her because she was a professional in the evil camp, and asked Miss Kexia to do a good deed to deflect her mother's camp instead of the lady.

So Miss Kexia wrote to him for help.

This is too fucked up.

The muscles on Karakal's face visibly contracted a few times. If he hadn't heard of a god who had mastered the authority of fate, he would definitely doubt whether he had offended that one, and that's why he arranged such a fucking fate give him.

He breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, I'll announce the existence of the seeds, this should be considered a great deed."

Chapter 125: The Temple of Nature

Natural Temple.

In a house completely grown naturally from trees.

Antonio, a legendary professional druid, was sitting cross-legged on the clean ground, with a big-tailed red rat gnawing on fruit with his front teeth lying on his shoulders. The sun shone through the glassless window on his bare naked upper body.

This man with a square face and a bushy beard has broad shoulders, full chest muscles, and bright ice-blue pupils, giving people a sense of stability and generosity.

The oracle of the gods...declared war on steam... He shook his head, the red rat with a big tail on his shoulder raised his head, his red face showed a humanized curious expression.

He raised his other hand and touched the head of the big-tailed red rat. Just as he was about to speak, he saw young shoots sprouting from the wood that made up the little house.

An old man with a serious face stood in front of the only window in his house at some point, his dark green clothes blocking the incoming sunlight.

As soon as he came in, he murmured and said, "Antonio, have you decided? Will your Temple of Nature join our war against steam?"

Hearing his question, Antonio shook his head, "Mr. Valentine, the druids in our department don't like war, otherwise, we wouldn't have broken away from the wrath of nature and established the Temple of Nature. gone."

Wrath of Nature, an organization gathered by early druid professionals, they worshiped nature, vowed to maintain the integrity of the forest, protect weak animals, and prevent unnatural damage.

But with more and more radical druid professionals, the behavior of Wrath of Nature became more and more extreme.

They believe that human expansion has destroyed the balance of nature, and advocate radical means to curb human destruction of nature.

These include destroying human cities bordering on the forest, isolating them from the forest and releasing plagues to reduce the human population.

Some druid professionals who couldn't bear this extreme method chose to break away from the Wrath of Nature and established the Temple of Nature.

After its establishment, the Temple of Nature advocated that human activities are also a part of nature, just like a fire caused by nature, and it is also nature itself that plays a regulating role.

There is no need to take any measures before human beings do not carry out destructive activities on the natural environment.

"So you're going to turn your back on nature?"

Valentine's suddenly louder voice made the house that grew naturally from trees tremble, "Black smoke spewed out from the steam engine, the blackened poisonous water polluted the river and the earth, and the fish and shrimp in the water were in pieces death, nature whines in destruction."

"This is the picture of the future foreseen by the Goddess of the Forest, and it is also the revelation from Mother Nature that I feel from nature."

"Antonio, you who are also the darlings of nature, really want to watch our mother nature being destroyed in the frenzy of steam?"

Antonio looked at Teacher Valentine who was facing him and shook his head and said, "Teacher, I want to stop this, but not in the form of war. War will only cause greater damage."

"Besides war, there is no other way to stop the ambitions of the craftsmen and the god of steam."

Valentine's voice became louder, "He tried in vain to promote himself to a greater level by creating the 'Steam Age'."

"Some gods have found their place in the 'Steam Age', and they are behind the scenes, pushing the 'Steam Age' to come."

"If we don't stop it, the 'Steam Age' will come in at most ten years."

"After that, the sky will turn gray, the clear stream will stink, and the verdant forest will be swallowed by the demon of steam."

"We druids are also weakened by nature's weakening."

"We, the Drews of Wrath of Nature, have decided to wage war on the power of steam. We will unite with others to destroy the spread of steam and destroy the Tritheism."

Antonio frowned slightly, "Three gods are supported by three gods, destroying them will attract the interference of the gods."

Valentine smiled, "There are gods who have found their place in the 'Steam Age', and there are gods who have not found their place in the 'Steam Age'. For those gods who have not found their place, the status quo is the only way to maintain the status quo." It's what they like to see."

"It is what they support to curb the spread of steam, destroy the advent of the 'Steam Era', and eliminate the Tritheism."

"I can tell you clearly that when we start to destroy the Tritheism, there will be gods in the extraterrestrial void to prevent the artisans, the god of steam, and the gods who support him from supporting the Tritheism."

Antonio seemed a little shaken, "Mr. Valentine, let me think about it."

Valentine nodded and said with a smile: "You will join in, right?"

"I don't know." Antonio seemed a little dazed.

He looked at Antonio with dissatisfaction, and then looked at the figure outside the window, "Remember to be strict with your subordinates in the future, otherwise they don't know what dignity is."

"I'm waiting for good news from you."

Verdant branches began to sprout, and Valentine disappeared from his sight.

After a short period of silence, a girl in green clothes with bare feet and a garland of flowers on her head ran in, her voice was clear and sweet, "This annoying old man came to us, is he asking us to return to the wrath of nature?"

"No." Antonio denied with a deep voice, "Also, Nelia, I want to call Teacher Valentine."

"One: Old man Valentine is not my teacher."