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Tachia Territory was once the richest and largest earldom in the Rhine Kingdom.

One-third of the largest plain in the Eastern Kingdom is in the territory of Takia, and the Barcelo River, which flows from west to east, has a section of more than 300 kilometers in the territory of Takia; the soil is fertile, the climate is distinct, Rich in products and rich in mineral resources, it is the territory with the most unique natural conditions among the four counties of the Rhine Kingdom (excluding Innatrix).

If the Otis family hadn’t spent a lot of money to imitate the industrial route of the Kenyan Empire, and after several generations of accumulation, they became the leader of the shipbuilding industry in the Eastern Kingdom and monopolized [-]% of the shipping on the Barcelo River. Today’s Takia collar should also be It is the most affluent territory of the Rhine Kingdom; with Odis leading the jewels and jades in front, Taqia leads the wealth accumulated by traditional farming, animal husbandry and low-end industries, which is not enough.

Of course, it is not enough compared to the top, but it is more than enough. Compared with the Adler collar in the era of the Ezekiel family and the Innad collar in the era of the Bartles family, the Taqia collar can still be regarded as a "rich man". "relatives"—in terms of economic and military strength, it is not a problem to hang and beat these two southern neighbors.

But when it comes to people's livelihood... Taqiya collar is not as good as the first two.

That's right, the average standard of living of the people in the Takia Territory is worse than that of the Innad Standing Collar during the reign of King Adela III...

People can accept suffering, as long as they have spiritual support.

This kind of spiritual pillar can be selfish and humble, such as pinning hope on the next generation to thrive; it can be noble and great, such as the dedication spirit of working hard for the future of the country and the nation, and suffering the hardships of three generations for one generation; it can also be Those who deceive themselves and others, for example, believe in the "cultivation of afterlife and reincarnation" advocated by false sects.

In this world where those in power can control the extraordinary and suppress the bottom, the ruler has neither the responsibility nor the obligation to consider the spiritual support for the people at the bottom.

And the Orthodox Sect (Gold Coin Church) cannot make promises to believers that go beyond the scope of the teachings.

It is only natural for the desperate Taqiya people to join the cult of evil gods that everyone avoids to beg for spiritual support.

The carriage was full of people, all of them were thin, with sunken cheeks and ragged clothes, but they were all in good spirits, and their eyes gleamed in the firelight coming in from outside the crude carriage.

"It turns out that you are from Baboba Town. No wonder I think you look familiar. I may have seen you when I went to the town. Are you also here to choose the holy servant?"

The young man, who was squeezed to the point where most of his body was lying obliquely in the corner of the carriage, chatted excitedly with the young girl who was sitting on her knees.

"No, we are here to be holy servants." The girl with bent knees looked at her companion beside her happily, and said, "My lord priest said that the devout offerings in Baboba town made my lord priest very happy. All the servants are selected from our town."

"So that's how it is." The young man chatting with the girls said enviously, "Our village didn't pay all the offerings last year, and this time only ten people were drawn from our village..."

"It's great to be able to choose a holy servant. Last time I saw the holy servant who accompanied the priest to the town. I heard that the holy servant was selected from the town of Glatt. He just stayed in the holy land for a year. After a long time, it's like a different person..."

There are more than 200 people in the six carriages, including young people, teenagers, and some older middle-aged and elderly people.

These residents of Tachia township of different ages were in the strange convoy walking through the mountains in the middle of the night, squeezed in the simple loading carriages that were not used for riding, but none of them felt fearful, on the contrary Yes... Everyone has a strange look of anticipation and longing on their faces, and they even have the mood to discuss the future with the people around them.

This is obviously extremely weird.

But no one noticed this weirdness.

When the convoy turned into the hidden path leading to the unnamed canyon, the men in black robes who were lighting torches and riding horses followed the carriage, and slapped the carriage compartment with their hands to remind the people in the carriage: "We are approaching the holy land, everyone be quiet! Some, don't make the priest unhappy."

"Stop talking, Master Priest doesn't like making noise."

The people in the car, regardless of age, all quieted down, their eyes full of yearning looking towards the "Holy Land" where only a vague outline could be seen in the darkness.

After driving for a while, the convoy drove into the unnamed canyon.

Several piles of bonfires were burning at the entrance of the canyon, and torches were stuck on the mountain wall. About forty men in black robes were divided into two teams and waited silently.

A white-haired old man in a thick white robe and a golden crown on his head stood in front of the crowd, supported by two attendants in black robes, looking majestically at the approaching convoy.

This kind of solemn aura made even the most unrestrained young man in the carriage nervous.

The convoy stopped, the driver and the men in black robes who followed the car got off their horses, knelt down on one knee, and respectfully saluted the old man in white robes and gold crowns: "Master Officiant."

The officiant in the white robe showed a kind smile on his face, and raised his hand slightly upwards: "Thanks for your hard work, everyone. Please let our church members enter the holy realm."

Following the wave of the white-robed chief priest, the solemn black-robed men lined up in front of the canyon separated to the two sides in an orderly manner to make way.

The men in black robes who followed the carriage got up one after another and opened the carriage door which was not locked: "Get out of the carriage!"

"Come one by one, the older church members go first!"

The civilians in the carriage had never seen such a grand "big scene", and they all obeyed the order meekly.

When they entered the valley in a long line and were "welcome" by men in black robes, these civilians who had been frightened and lost their minds, under the arrangement of men in black robes, unquestioningly, gratefully, and excitedly expressed their gratitude to that man. The sacred and great white-robed priest bowed his head and worshiped.

The unnamed canyon has been operated by sects for decades. The neat stone roads, tall and majestic stone palaces, and amazing altars that can be seen when entering the valley once again shocked the civilians who entered the valley.

"Choose the holy servant, go this way!"

"Holy waiters, come this way!"

The black-robed people hardly had to waste any effort to maintain order, but simply shouted a few times and divided more than 200 civilians into two teams and took them away separately.

In the "selection of holy servants" team consisting mainly of young and middle-aged people, the rural youth who once talked to a girl in the town found that there were a lot of people in the team, and even became worried: "So many people came to choose holy servants, Will I not be chosen?"

On the other side, there is a much smaller team of "Holy Attendant Chosen" consisting mainly of young girls and elderly people. Along with their companions, the girls from the town are excitedly calculating: "Who will be elected as Holy Waiters this time?" More, I should have a chance to stay and not be sent back."

The man in black who brought these civilians to the resettlement place quietly observed the reactions of these civilians.

People who are ignorant of the future and full of excitement; people with worried faces; people who can't help showing disgust and rejection towards their "competitors" in the same industry; they all clearly fall into the eyes of the man in black.

These civilians were placed in bungalows on both sides of the deep canyon, and the black-robed men only left a few companions to guard them, and the rest returned to the main hall in the middle of the canyon.

The civilians who entered the canyon would not escape, even if they were left unguarded, the black-robed man was extremely assured of this.

The white-robed chief priest who returned to the main hall after the civilians entered the valley had already taken off the heavy gold-plated iron crown and the stuffy robe, and was talking behind closed doors with the black-robed leader responsible for transporting the civilians.

The pretense of kindness and kindness on the face of the white-robed priest has long since disappeared, and he said coldly: "The number of these 'Holy Attendant' sacrifices is not enough."

The leader of the black-robed team said in embarrassment: "I know, Your Excellency the priest. But you know that we have to send some unselected living sacrifices back, so that when we go to choose sacrifices next time, more people will be selected. "

"I want to release another batch, and I have to keep a few 'selected' 'Holy Attendants' for those ordinary people to see, and the number is even more insufficient." The white-robed priest shook his head and said, "Forget it, this time I will start from the ' Let's pick a few from Holy Servant to make up."

The leader of the black-robed team did not object this time. There are a lot of "holy servants" selected in this batch, and it is not a big problem to consume a few in advance - anyway, these "holy servants" are just coolies working in the canyon .

It has long been difficult to count the "sacred servants" who have "dedicated" to manage the empty nameless canyon into a spectacular appearance that is not inferior to some holy places of some orthodox sects.

The two evil god sect leaders spied on for a while, until a man in black knocked on the door to report that the "committees" had settled down, and then the white-robed priest put on the "holy robe" and "sacred crown" again, and went forward with the leader of the black-robed man. After walking out of the hall.

Dozens of black-robed cultists in the nameless canyon gathered outside the main hall.

These black-robed believers are all from the "holy servants" and "holy servants" selected over the years, and they are the lucky ones who survived the coolies and sacrifices.

Of course, they themselves don't think so... According to the white-robed priest and other "Master Priests" who travel and preach outside the mountains, and in their own cognition, they are the most pious and want to " The "useful body" is reserved for ascetics who expand the influence of the world for the "god".

Just like ordinary people looking forward to becoming "holy servants" and "holy servants", these black-robed believers also look forward to one day gaining "divine power" and becoming supernatural beings like priests, priests, and leaders of black-robed people, and become worship gods. The only apostle of God.

The white-robed priest looked at these pious believers with compassion on his face, raised his arms, and prepared to proclaim how great the god they worshiped and how honorable it is to sacrifice for this god——

After making the movements before the preaching, the white-robed priest did not speak smoothly.

The white-robed chief priest, who had sacrificed the lives of countless civilians in the southern mountainous area of ​​Takia to gain power equal to that of the white-robed priests of the Orthodox sect, looked in astonishment at the [-]-meter-high steep canyon wall directly opposite the hall.

Chaofan with more than a thousand mental powers can already interfere with reality and feed back the physical body; the soul body can be seen with the naked eye, and night vision and farsightedness are no problem.

The white-robed priest with night vision and farsightedness saw helplessly—on the canyon wall that was so steep that it was almost straight up and down, where only shrubs and vines could grow, there were a large number of undead that could not be seen at a glance. Holding on to shrubs, vines, protruding rock walls, etc., and sliding down skillfully and smoothly...