Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

There is one or more ancient god consciousness avatars active in the human world, this discovery is really the worst...

Yang Qiu silently cleaned up the remaining sacrificial traces in the cave, and while burning the scene used for the living sacrifice with black magic, he thought about it and deduced it in his mind.

And the more he deduces, the more Yang Qiu feels that his head is as big as a bucket...

Walking the world with slices of consciousness, deliberately interfering with the material plane, hiding and erasing all information about the main body including the name of the gods—no matter how you look at it, the consciousness avatars who have done such things and retain the ability to think rationally must hold have some purpose.

And this purpose...is not difficult to guess.

He tried in vain to reunite the believers and reshape the godhead.

The gods who lost their believers and godheads were exiled in the void, and no matter how the gods exiled in the void cast influence on the material plane to gain believers, all they could get were a group of lunatics with a short "shelf life"—the old gods who had fallen into the void and The more "intimate" believers contact, the faster the believers will go crazy.

The so-called "evil scriptures" are actually the methods of sacrificial communication accumulated by the believers of evil gods through blood and human life, keeping the maximum "safe distance" with the evil gods, including sacrificial runes, sacrificial spells, ritual steps, etc.

Casually engaging in sacrifices to communicate with evil gods, the obtained "evil gods" are not only highly dangerous and have a low utilization rate, but also often carry a variety of outrageous side effects - like the black-robed leader who is only a temporary It is not uncommon for people to lose control of their emotions and be swallowed up by the "gods" in their bodies and become distorted on the spot.

This kind of believer who consumes too much frequency obviously cannot become a reliable and effective anchor.

The ancient god who sliced ​​his sane part of consciousness and put it into the material plane obviously also understood this point.

In other words... Even if Yang Qiu is very unwilling to accept this result, he still has to admit the reality: the avatar of the rule-based ancient god consciousness that walks in the world has probably changed its appearance and is trying—or has already—incorporated into mainstream beliefs .

An unknown or well-known "Orthodox sect" in the Baron Continent or the Outer Continent may be the ancient god...

This stepping horse is really creepy even if you assume it a little bit.

On Nabalon Continent, there are dozens of Orthodox sects, large and small, existing in the world.

There are gods with great influence, such as Lieyang Ruler, and Goddesses of Prosperity, who have only one principality in their entire parish.

The situation in the Outer Continent is more chaotic. Due to the geographical isolation and the impact of war, no one can tell how many orcs believe in the strange gods with strange clergy. The ivory tower records the habit of spellcasters who love to travel. There are already dozens of righteous gods in the Outer Continent.

It is not unbelievable that a slice of an ancient god who has been active in the human world for an unknown amount of time gets mixed into it.

"It's not easy."

Yang Qiu let out pure black magic flames to burn the accumulated bones deep in the cave, and sighed in embarrassment.

The avatar of the consciousness body of the ancient god wants to reshape the godhead, and there is no conflict with Yang Qiu in terms of interests - he will not compete with the righteous god sect to rob believers. It's hard to get through the stuff you started.

The question is, will people let him go...

He devoured one of the tentacles of that ancient god in reverse, stealthily occupying a trace of his evil power, not to mention, he can also recognize his unique aura; it's fine if others don't find it, if he finds it, he must be aware of the existence of "He" The guy silenced...

But Yang Qiu can't do it if he wants to get up and get up and reduce the chance of exposure.

The expansion of the undead regime is imperative. He is already ready to touch the tiger's butt of the Church of Storms, and the preparations are on the agenda. There is no reason to stop this effort!

He had sworn to Mrs. Marion's remnant soul, and a man should do what he said.

After completely destroying the traces in the cave related to the worship of evil gods, Yang Qiu started to make... the mission scene again.

Players have already discovered this place, so it is impossible to fool those guys without giving an explanation. As a quality and principled game producer, Yang Qiu has to wipe his ass clean.

After moving a little bit and disguising the cave as a mission scene, Yang Qiu clapped his hands and walked out of the cave.

At this time, the alien time has come to morning.

The players who did the "protection mission" in the canyon changed a group, and the players who didn't have the turn to stare at the civilians all ran out to the wild - there are a lot of wild animals in the mountains, and there are a lot of herbs that can be collected, which is just right for them. Practice life skills for players.

In the open space in the northern section of the canyon, some players were cooking food for "civilian NPCs" - this is a task that Yang Qiu deliberately arranged for players to be sent by the Undead Chamber of Commerce after the players realized that they had to prepare food for the civilians. These players are more attentively acting as tool people to take care of civilians.

Standing on the slate square and watching for a while, although the language barrier and the way the players are a little rough, but they can indeed get along with the aborigines harmoniously, Yang Qiu's bored mood is much relieved.

The compatriots on earth are still very powerful. Even these erhas can play a big role if they are reasonably rewarded and stimulated and correctly guided to mobilize their enthusiasm.

"Forget it... Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, let's take a step and see."

Avoiding the player's sight and summoning the bone griffin, Yang Qiu flew towards the direction of the Barcelo River.

The players marched from the land, and the aboriginal army marched from the Barcelo River. Compared with the player's side, where no accidents would happen, Yang Qiu needed to keep an eye on the aboriginal army.

Captain Mace struggled for half the night and still couldn't decide whether to tell others that he found out that Lord Yang had left in the middle of the night.

After dawn, Captain Mace went to the bathroom to wash his face soberly, and inquired with the crew when he could disembark.

Returning to his seat, Captain Mace was shocked to find that... across from his seat, Lord Yang was sitting there leisurely flipping through a book.

"Good day, Captain."

Seeing the fellow passengers returning, Yang Qiu smiled and nodded slightly.

Captain Mace: "..."

Captain Mace: "Good day, Mr. Yang."

The four large ships with skulls sprayed on their hulls had already sailed into Lars City, a port city in the south of Takia Territory, before dawn.

The four large ships could only berth outside the port for the time being because they had not notified the port guard of Lars City in advance and obtained permission to disembark.

"What's the result of the negotiations between Stanford and the Lars Port Guard?" Yang Qiu calmly put down the book, and naturally asked Captain Mace who had just inquired.

"Agent Stanford got permission to disembark and enter the port for negotiations half an hour ago, but no news has come back yet." Captain Metz said honestly.

"Oh? It seems that the people of Lars don't welcome us very much." Yang Qiu smiled slightly.

Captain Mace: "..."

He especially wanted to say "what do you think", but reason made him hold back.

Four large ships, a large army of thousands of people, and a large group of heavily armed militias in the team-this kind of fleet can enter the port for the sake of belonging to the Rhine Kingdom!

Captain Mace was slandering inwardly, and heard Yang speak again: "Captain, don't you need to get off the boat to get some air? The port guards in Lars City probably won't misunderstand you, the captain of the night watchman."

Captain Mace couldn't help but have a toothache...

After hesitating for a while, the captain of the night watchman still struggled and said: "You may not know... The situation in Taqia Territory is a little different from other places..."

Captain Mace was struggling with the explanation of vocabulary, but the other party smiled slightly and nodded: "I see, I understand."

Captain Mace: "..."

——Didn’t I say nothing? ?What do you understand? !

But Yang Qiu was not interested in talking to him anymore, and continued to flip through the book.

Yang Qiu really doesn't need the captain of the night watchman to explain too much. After discovering that the leader of Tachia has been hiding the fact that the cult is rampant for a hundred years, Yang Qiu has already understood that Takia There may be a problem with the church that received the gold coins.

The diocesan bishops of Adler, Innerd, and Odis, regardless of whether they have a close relationship with each other, the clergy of the three places have contacts with each other.

The bishop of Port Moses, Odis, had a bad relationship with Lee Jean, the bishop of Innadrix, but he still sent the priest to Innadrix in case of trouble.

The relationship between the diocesan bishop of Adler and Bishop Lee Jean is not much better, but it does not hinder the exchange of letters between the night watchmen in the two places.

Only the Tachia Territory seems to have formed its own internal system, and does not have much contact with church personnel in other Rhine territories.

In order to avoid his own misjudgment, when he sent the task to ask the players to pull out the cult lair, Yang Qiu also arranged for an Inadoli operator to visit Bishop Lee Jean through the branding matrix and confirmed Yang Qiu's guess.

Adler's captain of the night watchman, Metz, just stayed on the boat and waited for news, instead of disembarking to contact the local night watchman, which made it even more difficult.

Captain Metz, who had no idea how much preparation Yang Qiu had done, could only stare blankly at this moment.

After breakfast on the boat, Agent Stanford, who disembarked to negotiate with the Lars City Port Guard, came back sweating profusely.

"Lars City only allows a little supply at the port and refuses us to disembark?"

Yang Qiu, who was invited to the captain's room, was not surprised to hear the news that Stanford had brought back.

"Yes, Mr. Yang. The captain of the guard claimed that some troublesome things have happened in Lars City recently, and he has no energy to maintain order in the port. He does not want a large number of foreigners to disembark at the port. He hinted that we will leave as soon as possible after replenishment." Detective Stanford member said.

"Isn't this just a coincidence?" Yang Qiu smiled immediately, "Our undead friends like to help others the most. Since Lars City has encountered an emergency that even entertains guests, it is precisely we who should extend Time to help."

Agent Stanford: "..."

Captain Mace who came to listen to the news: "..."

"Stanford, it's hard work for you to run again and tell the captain of the guard that our undead friends have just wiped out a cult stronghold in the mountains south of Takia, and we are wondering why Takia has such a devotion activity that blatantly deceives the people. The activities of the cult of the evil gods." Yang Qiu said calmly, "If there is something suspicious about the troubles encountered in Lars City that cannot be explained, our undead friends are very happy to come to assist in the investigation."