Including the time in the trial world, Ren saw his sister again after more than a year.
Her blond hair was smooth and shiny, covering half of her face. She stood in the center of the temple square, her skirt of silver silk saintly dress fluttering, her devilish waist perfectly outlined by the belt, and her sexy figure. Show off the softness of women.
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa..."
The huge power of faith almost turned into a sea of light, eroding the nearby space into pale gold. The surging waves of light were superimposed on top of each other, constantly vibrating and rotating around her. The divine power was like a prison, making people tremble physically and mentally.
Renn couldn't help but feel a little absent-minded.
At this moment, there was nothing foreign in his eyes, only her dreamlike figure standing quietly in the middle of the sea of faith.
He wanted to rush over and hug her into his arms, but he sensed a hint of danger as soon as he took a step.
In the golden sea of light formed by the power of faith, countless figures and scenes emerged. Men, women, old and young, nobles or civilians, all devout and even fanatically knelt in front of the icon or altar to pray and call.
"God above, please protect the town's orchards and fields from locust plagues and floods."
"Great goddess of light, Lord of war, may you bless me. In this expedition, the kingdom will definitely win a complete victory!"
"Merciful God, I sincerely pray to you, hoping that my wife's illness will get better soon."
"I will definitely inherit the family title, for sure, Goddess bless me!"
"O glorious goddess, please give me the power to destroy this evil demon!"
As soon as Ren's toes touched the sea of faith, countless distracting thoughts or prayers were poured into his mind.
The sharecroppers, who longed for good weather and good harvests, prayed to the goddess in a superstitious manner.
The general who was about to go on an expedition offered sacrifices to the goddess with a strong desire to win, praying for victory.
The mining worker could not afford to pay for medical treatment for his seriously ill wife, so he prayed in front of the goddess's icon, asking the goddess to have mercy on his wife.
The paladin, who was at a disadvantage fighting the demon, called to the goddess in his heart and strengthened his fighting spirit.
…
Scenes of bizarre and various scenes of life came one after another, filling Ren's mind, so that he couldn't even tell whether he was watching all this, or whether it was his own experience.
"Is this the essence of divine power? Thousands of fanatical thoughts of belief..."
Such a realization flashed through Ren's mind, but his consciousness in these thoughts was like a lonely boat in the storm, which could capsize at any time.
The so-called sea of faith is essentially a collection of the thoughts of countless believers on the Saigon continent for thousands of years. Although many prayers seem pious or even fanatical, they are still a mixed bag, and because there are too many, they appear chaotic.
The desires and emotions of countless believers made Renn feel as if he had experienced thousands of reincarnations in an instant. His brain was buzzing and chaotic, and many inexplicable things were stuffed into it all at once.
These chaotic thoughts were like a huge millstone, severely consuming, crushing, and crushing Ren's original thinking and will.
"No wonder, except for some lucky people, only the legendary strong ones are qualified to light the divine fire."
Ren felt the fierce impact of the torrent of faith and understood in his heart.
In the continent of Faerûn, there are many stories about gods, and many famous gods were promoted from mortals to gods.
The luckier ones are those who gain a lot of divinity and godhood, inherit the throne of the fallen god, and reach the sky in one step.
The general situation is that one is favored by a certain god, and oneself steps into the legendary realm, obtains divinity, ignites the divine fire, and becomes a god.
There is another way, to be promoted by gods above gods...
In short, although there are various ways to become a god, in addition to relying on luck, if you want to become a god on your own, you must at least reach the legendary realm and have a holy soul to withstand the erosion of the power of faith.
Mortals who directly contact and absorb the power of faith and ignite the divine fire will most likely become idiots, lunatics, or even die suddenly on the spot.
Ren's footsteps paused, and stars bloomed on his body, trying to separate this almost physical area.
sea of faith.
But his star power was incompatible with this place. It was like throwing a firecracker into a gasoline barrel, instantly detonating the power of faith accumulated in the temple!
"boom……"
His head buzzed, and an invisible suppressive force spread from the top of his head throughout his body. At the same time, the golden sea of light in front of him suddenly burst into a golden light and shot straight into the sky, transforming into the posture of a god!
For a moment, his vision was completely white, and he could hardly open his eyes. His vision was lost, and in his vision there was only a phantom of a goddess standing tall and shining with golden light.
The goddess of light stands in the sea of light. Her whole body is radiant and majestic, forming a powerful divine power. The sight of it makes people's legs weak and they want to fall down.
This abyss-like, prison-like and extremely solemn divine power is not only a top-down domineering suppression, but also gives rise to an impulse in Ren's heart - completely surrender to the goddess and worship devoutly, and you can get what you want. Everything you want.
"snort."
Ren snorted coldly and stood up straight. Despite the overwhelming pressure, he stood up straight and remained motionless.
This is not the real goddess of light, but the image of the goddess in the minds of hundreds of millions of believers, representing their understanding of the goddess.
People who come into contact with the Sea of Faith are easily assimilated, identify with their cognition, and begin to worship and believe in the goddess.
It's not that anyone is attacking Ren, it's just that his starry power has stimulated the sea of faith, making it a little bit crazy and instinctively wanting to assimilate his consciousness.
Faced with this kind of situation, ordinary strong men, even demigods, may not be able to survive unscathed.
But for Lei, this is nothing.
With a thought, Ren's mental power was highly concentrated, brewing the sword intention to kill everything, and rose up.
boom!
In my mind, there was a loud noise that created the world. The desolate and majestic sword intent and murderous intent that looked at thousands of troops as if they were nothing, condensed into a peerless magic sword. The sword shined like a white rainbow piercing the sun. The goddess was chopped into pieces instantly!
"Clatter..."
In front of Ren, the golden sea of light trembled violently, parting like Moses parting the sea, and a broad avenue led directly to the peerless beauty in the center of the temple.
He stepped forward, but the sea of faith did not close, and the golden waves kept spreading to both sides, as if to welcome or fear him.
"Hmph, even the real goddess of light can only enjoy being under my body, let alone the projection of thoughts worshiped by a group of rabble."
He defeated the goddess worshiped by his believers with his fierce and invincible killing intent. Naturally, they were afraid and did not dare to approach.
Ren came to his sister.
Her eyes were closed, her cheeks were like peach blossoms, her skin as crystal clear as snow seemed to be shining like the light of day, and her long golden hair was like condensed sunlight.
"elder sister."
He called softly, stretched out his right hand, and gently touched her fair and pretty face.
Artoria was awakened like a sleeping beauty. Her eyelashes trembled and she opened her eyes. There were golden flames burning and jumping in her eyes, and her golden pupils were cold and ruthless, making her face look full of uncontrollable emotion. The majesty of reverse.
Her aura and coercion are equally cold and grand. She seems to be able to control everything, dominate everything, and is supreme. She treats everyone like ants and puts everything under the order she has established.
Under the guidance of this most holy idea, there are also countless human weaknesses, dependence, awe, obedience, hope, gratitude, satisfaction, and glorious and fervent and pious beliefs.
Ren was startled, his hands and feet were cold, and he was a little frightened and angry.
Suddenly, wisps of bright and dazzling golden light emitted from Artoria's chest. A pale golden crystal that seemed real and illusory, covered with mysterious patterns, became somewhat solidified under the calcining of the divine fire.
The mysterious crystal emitted eternal light. Her eyelashes trembled, and the golden color in her eyes faded and returned to turquoise.
"Ren..."
Seeing the familiar man in front of her, an astonishing look flashed through her emerald eyes, which almost overflowed.
Joy and tenderness are enough to melt the heart of any tough guy.
Arturia regained all her emotions, looked at him with her beautiful eyes, raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled brightly. Her sweet smile eclipsed the ubiquitous sunset and the surrounding sea of light.
She is still the same person, she was just in a special state that resonated with the sea of faith.
Ren was stunned for a moment and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
He didn't wake up until she hugged him with a smile and kissed his forehead.
His face felt the soft contours of his sister's breasts, making it difficult to breathe and intoxicated.
She has grown a lot, and has a tall and graceful figure. Even the saintly dress cannot hide her plump breasts. Her long, snow-white legs are slim and graceful, showing off her royal sister style.
Obviously there is a lot to say.
But he held it back, not wanting to break the peace.
He just leaned against her quietly, immersed in her warm embrace, just like a swaddled baby attached to the cradle.
At this moment, he let go of all the worries and pressure in his heart, tiredness slowly came over him, and he fell asleep unconsciously.
After being washed away by the sea of faith and shattering the powerful image of the goddess of light in the minds of hundreds of millions of believers, Renne also received considerable benefits. His soul was sublimated and his will was transformed.
However, the mental exertion was not small, and with complete relaxation, I fell asleep.
Arturia was hugging him lovingly when she suddenly realized that the young man in her arms had fallen asleep at some point.
Seeing him fall asleep, with all his guard down, sleeping like a carefree child, she couldn't help but feel a little distressed in her heart, and her eyes became gentler.
In the impression of the world, the young man in front of him always looks confident and confident. He has always been a role model for the younger generation. It seems that nothing can make him panic.
But she knew that he was not as brave and strong as others thought.
"Really, I have been thinking about something all day long, and my mind has been so tense."
Arturia sat on the steps and gently moved the young man in her arms to a comfortable position, letting him rest well in her arms, and looked at him tenderly.
The orange-red sunset fell on the two of them, as if they were covered with a layer of gauze. The light and shadow were hazy, quiet and beautiful.
About two hours later, Renn woke up and felt more relaxed than ever before. Almost all the distracting thoughts and negative emotions in his heart dissipated, and he completely returned to his previous state of mind.
He opened his eyes, and what he saw was a pair of gentle, water-like eyes and an incomparable beauty.
Seeing that he had woken up, Artoria's watery eyes showed a bit of tenderness, and she said softly:
"you're awake."
"Um."
Ren responded lazily, moved his body to a more comfortable position, and rested his head on his sister's shoulder. "It's very comfortable. Let's rest like this every day from now on."
"I'm not your pillow."
Arturia pouted and pinched his cheek.
"It's really not a pillow, it's a pillow and my wife."
Ren kissed her fair and tender cheek, bit her earlobe, and took a gentle breath of hot breath.
A blush appeared on the pretty sister's face, she glared at him and said coquettishly:
"Okay, don't make trouble. His Majesty the Pope brought you in. Go and say hello first."
"Um."
Ren stood up, took his sister's hand, and walked towards the door of the temple. He put his fingers together, concentrated his sword intent and slashed through the air, and the golden sea of light surrounding the place automatically separated.
"You left me far behind this time."
Arturia looked at this scene, her eyes brightened, and she felt a little lost.
During this period, she refined her own divinity, used the divine fire as a furnace, and initially created a glorious godhead, and established a connection with part of the sea of faith accumulated in God's country.
But without the title of god, she was still at the peak of demigod status.
And he has already...
How could Renn not know what his sister was thinking, he pulled her into his arms without saying a word, kissed her tender face hard, and said with a smile:
"Don't be surprised, you are such a good man, Miss Knight King, I will protect you from now on, you just need to be a good husband and godson!"
He couldn't help but tremble a few times.
This is a rare opportunity to watch the cheap sister suffer. After a while, when she becomes a god, the gap between them will be much narrower.
"Show off."
Arturia pouted, grabbed his ear, and pulled hard a few times.
Ren's face twitched in pain, a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and said:
"You're not showing off. Without the suppression of crystal wall laws, I can suppress you with one finger. Even the little female dragon I raised can beat you, hehe."
"..."
Artoria: (╬▔plate▔)
This guy won't pick up any pot.
She pinched his cheek and said fiercely: "You're itchy again, right?"
"What does telling the truth have to do with being itchy?"
"You... are looking for a beating!"
"Miss Knight King, you have such great authority, but ordinary people can't even tell the truth?"
"..."
"Ah! Stop pinching me, my waist is almost broken..."
"Who told you to be mean-mouthed?"
"I'm just telling the truth...ah! Please be gentle and don't pinch so hard. Do you want to murder your own husband?"
"It's better to die, it will save you the trouble."
"If you really die, you will become a widow."
"..."
The two bickered every day, and chased and fought from time to time. They looked like siblings, a couple in love, or an old married couple.
The Pope waited outside the temple for more than two hours before he saw the Soldier Master and Saint Kate walking out hand in hand.
After coming out, Artoria blushed a little and wanted to pull away her hand.
In front of outsiders, she is quite thin-skinned.
But Ren didn't shy away. He held her hand tightly, led her openly to the Pope, and said:
"I have no blood relationship with her. She is my sister and my wife."
The old pope was caught off guard and was fed a bowl of dog food. He was a little speechless, coughed a few times, and said:
"This is your freedom, and it's harmless. However, before Kate has successfully become a god, you'd better not announce your relationship. It may cause some unnecessary trouble."
In principle, saints need to abstain from sexual intercourse and maintain purity, but this is not a precept of the church, it is just a default unspoken rule.
Strong enough to ignore this.
However, in order to avoid controversy, it is better to keep a low profile, especially since the military leader is a married woman.
Ren nodded and said that he would not publicize it for the time being. It would not be too late to make it public after Artoria became a god.
God is not bound by mortal precepts.
The Pope gave a few words of advice and told Renne some things he needed to pay attention to in the secret realm, and then left, saying he would come back in a month.
Without outsiders, there was only one man and one woman left in the entire secret world.
Ren stared at his sister's beautiful face, his eyes becoming more and more passionate unconsciously.
Arturia could naturally detect his unabashed and aggressive gaze, her face turned red, she was a little shy, and she hesitated:
"Well, I..."
Ren picked her up and rushed back to the temple.
Under the orange sunset, in the sea of golden light, a man and a woman hugged each other tightly. He pressed his red lips to hers, stroking her soft blond hair with one hand, and hugged her slender waist tightly with the other arm, completely forgetting himself.
The silver silk rolled up and the black belt fell from the waist.
The beauty's snow-white body seems to be carved from mutton-fat jade, warm, delicate, and flawless.
Not long after, Ren held up a beautiful leg. His saint sister's face was red and hot. She covered her red lips with one hand and moved her left hand towards her.
With a finger pointing out, the golden waves came down and drowned them.
Then came the storm.
Dragons soar across the sea, and air rolls high into the sky. The sky and the earth seem to be changing at the same time, echoing and resonating with each other.
The waves piled up, and the brilliant starlight expanded, squeezing out the pale golden sea of faith, like a blue divine dragon turning over the river. Then, the milky white holy power condensed together to form a white dragon, and the two dragons fought and danced together. , breaking the sea surface again and again, setting off layers of huge waves.
In this way, the two divine energies of the azure blue starlight and the pure white holy fire continue to collide, collide, intertwine, and finally mix.
The situation got out of hand.
But Lei said it didn't matter.
If one shot doesn't work, just two, three, four...
He couldn't lose this round.
………
Holy City, East Gate.
A luxurious four-wheeled carriage stopped outside the city gate.
Princess Olivia was helped out of the carriage by the guards. She was wearing a lavender dress with an elegant smile on her face. In the evening breeze, the skirt fluttered like a blooming violet.
She waited quietly.
Not long after, a tall and thick mercenary man wearing brass armor came over.
"Princess."
When the mercenary man saw her, he immediately knelt down, lowered his head and kissed her glass slipper. He also stuck out his tongue and licked the dust off the shoe.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Princess Olivia knelt down and helped him stand up, which frightened the mercenary man.
She smiled and took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat and said:
"Did you find what I wanted?"
"found it!"
The mercenary man was sweating coldly as he untied the baggage from his back and handed it to her.
Princess Olivia opened the door and took a look. There was a clay pot with a flower planted inside. The petals were densely covered with purple patterns and were particularly charming.
"Yes, you did a good job, and you will be rewarded heavily."
She smiled even more happily, held the mercenary's hand, pulled him into the carriage with fear, and closed the curtain of the carriage.
Not long after, rough breathing sounded, accompanied by a woman's delicate smile.
The coachman drove the carriage towards the city without squinting his eyes.
When we returned to the palace where Princess Olivia lived, only one person came down.
In the courtyard, several guards stepped forward with expressionless faces, took out a blood-stained body from the carriage, and buried it in the backyard without any treatment.
In the flower garden in the backyard, all kinds of flowers are in full bloom.
Princess Olivia's face was radiant, she straightened her messy dress a little, looked at the flowerbed in the backyard, and said:
"The flowers blooming on the corpse are so beautiful."
"You shouldn't get in front of the commander of the army, just to arouse suspicion." A cold voice came from the corner.
"What does it matter? The target is not him. So what if he suspects me of being in love with me? Could it be that he would just cut me into pieces at the banquet? Hahahaha...he didn't do that."
Princess Olivia smiled wildly.
"what ever."
The voice fell silent.
Princess Olivia's smile faded, her hands slightly lifted her skirt, and she walked briskly into the room.
"I don't have as many bad thoughts as you. I just want to bloom beautifully once."
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