With the influx of thick flame souls, a large amount of information also poured in at the same time. Nigris was so excited that he shouted excitedly: "Updated! My knowledge has been updated!"
The God of Knowledge, who claims to be omniscient, relies on the ability of believers to update their knowledge base. As long as believers are willing to believe in it, the knowledge mastered by believers will be transferred to it and become part of its knowledge system.
This kind of ability has good and bad qualities. The good thing is that the more believers there are, the richer its knowledge system is, and you can know a little bit about even the most obscure knowledge. The bad thing is that the believers’ knowledge is too shallow, and few For something that is particularly profound, scholars who have studied very deeply in a certain area do not believe it, and they do not understand what those scholars study.
This is the main reason why it is ridiculed as the god of 'common sense'.
Its believers basically follow this development curve. They don’t understand anything at the beginning. As soon as the exam comes, they pray: God of knowledge, please, the exam is tomorrow, please tell me what this course is about. What is it?
Some believers are particularly powerful. They can understand certain knowledge as soon as they are explained, draw inferences from one example, and comprehend quickly. This is Nigris's favorite stage, because they will devote the most energy of faith.
When the knowledge of these academic disciples gradually entered the deep water area and reached a category that had never been explored by previous generations, Negris began to have a headache. Since previous generations had not explored it, it meant that it did not know.
If I can't answer a believer's question, it's okay once or twice. But if it happens too many times, I'll close the book and say, "Forget it, I won't look for you anymore, I'll do my own research." Then the believer is gone.
In addition, its believers are relatively scumbag, resulting in a weak faith and little power, so the number of believers has never been large, especially since it has no fanatic believers.
Why is it that everyone else has fanatical believers, but it doesn’t have any! The reason is that its believers are relatively rational and find it difficult to become fanatical. Occasionally, there are one or two fanatics, but the object of fanaticism is not the God of Knowledge, but knowledge.
The Sava in front of him is one of the more fanatical believers that Nigris has seen. You can tell by the thickness of the soul flame.
However, these soul flames took a turn in its divine power, and 70% to 80% of them were transferred to Ange in a swish.
"Zobada, you whipped my servant? Why? Why can you whip my servant? Have I become your slave?" Nigris jumped to his feet.
After finally meeting a believer, 70% to 80% of his faith was taken away? Is this okay?
Ange tilted his head and felt strange. He returned the soul flame, but it was difficult to distinguish something like the soul flame when it was integrated into it, so when he returned it, he accidentally added too much. Well, that's all. Probably dozens of times more.
The Book of Brass glowed brightly, and instantly grew into a tome taller than a person. It hit the ground with a thud, and circles of invisible halo spread out.
"Can I get it back? Well, take it away and give it to me when you need it." Emotions from the gods also have such benefits. Can they borrow the power of Ange's faith?
As for its source of belief, not even a small water pipe, Ange is like a vast ocean compared to it. From now on, it can boast: My divine power can reach the ocean.
Ange withdrew his power, and with a swish, the Book of Brass shrank back to its original size.
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With a thousand magic crystals in her arms, Sawa's walking posture was different, swaying left and right, for fear that others would not know she was rich.
"Goodbye, let's go. I will never come back. I will no longer be afraid of stepping on dirty things while walking. I want to buy back my family manor!" Sawa said with high spirits.
"The manor is gone, gnawed away by insects." Vanya dismantled the door pillars, carried it on her shoulders, slipped Savati up with one hand, carried it on the other shoulder, and walked out of this land without looking back. neighborhood.
One thousand magic crystals is a very large amount of money. It can buy a bottle of sacred essence for regenerating severed limbs, even though it is the kind mixed with water.
"What are you doing carrying the doorpost?" Nigris asked with some confusion as he looked at the doorpost on Vanya's body.
"Weapons, the Tauren's war totem pole." Vanya said domineeringly.
"But..." Nigris clicked the button with his little claws, breaking the surface, revealing the corroded inner core underneath: "The insects have all eaten away."
Warnia shrugged: "No way, it's better than bare hands. It's a mess outside now."
"Forget it, I'll give you a better one. It's too embarrassing to carry this thing." Finally, he asked Ange to give it a jujube wood pole as thick as an ordinary person's waist.
Because the oasis has a large amount of jujube wood resources, and his Titans also need jujube wood to replace their weapons, Ange collected a batch of jujube wood and covered it with soil. It won't take long for it to become old wood, heavy and hard. .
Vanya couldn't put it down, and when hit by such a totem pole, even people and horses could be smashed into cakes.
A group of people left the slums and came to the street. Compared with yesterday, the situation in the city was completely different. There was no one on the street. Even if there were people in the houses on both sides of the street, they were mostly looking around, timidly, and looking up. He immediately retracted at one glance.
"Isn't this a wartime control?" The brass dragon has been stuffed back into the Palace of Rest, and now it is projected onto Ange. Seeing the situation on the street, I quickly thought of a possibility.
Wartime control refers to the practice of controlling road traffic, drinking water, fuel, etc. in order to prioritize the needs of the war during wartime to ensure the smooth mobilization of troops during wartime.
Otherwise, it would be funny if you want to transfer a team of people to another place but get stuck on the road.
"Why are we under control? We are in trouble now. How can we get out of the city?" Nigris said.
After the insecticide is made, of course it is the first time to test its effect, but you cannot leave the city and encounter bugs.
While Negris was struggling, there was a sound of horse hooves, and a three-man cavalry team came galloping from the other end of the street. When they saw Ange and his party, they immediately shouted: "Wartime regulations, don't wander around, hey ?”
As soon as he shouted twice, he saw clearly the composition of Ange and the others, and his eyes lit up.
His eyes fell on Warnia first, and he said excitedly: "Exquisite totem pole? War tauren? Why are you wearing civilian clothes? Great, you have been recruited. Go to the military supply office to get a leather armor. , go up to the city wall and don’t disobey!”
After saying that, his eyes fell on the little zombie and Ange. Strong adult men were also in the recruitment range, so he said: "You two have also been recruited."
Finally, he looked at Sawa and Little Angel, and his expression softened a little: "You are not in the recruitment range. Go home and don't run around. People who can fight are all on the city wall. Some disgusting guys are hiding here and there. If you encounter them, If you’re a bad person, just scream for help, you know?”
While talking, he took out a cloth bag from the saddle bag on the horse's back, and took out two pieces of bread from his arms, and stuffed them into Sawa without any explanation.
"Well, I was recruited. During the war, the young men in the city are recruited to cooperate with the defense of the city. This is a common practice. It's the same everywhere. But I'm not bad-hearted and I know how to take care of the children. Why don't I go up to the city wall? I can also do it on top. Throw the pesticide away and it will be easy to leave,” suggested Negris.
Ange nodded and led the people in the direction the knight pointed just now.
The little angel naturally followed closely, completely ignoring the knight's words.
Sawa smiled awkwardly at the knight, stuffed the bag of bread back to him, and quickly followed Ange.
"Ah! You two little girls are not part of the recruitment process. Don't go up there. It's dangerous on the city wall." The knight couldn't help but persuade him, but no one paid him any attention.
Soon we arrived at the munitions office near the city wall. There were gradually more and more people here. People in obvious civilian attire were wandering around like headless flies.
"Idiot." Nigris couldn't help but complain: "At this time, grab the armor quickly. If you don't have armor, grab a shield. If you have the armor and shield, grab a weapon. Otherwise, go up to the city wall and wait with bare hands. Die?"
After complaining, it couldn't help but sigh, and overturned its own words: "I can't say for sure. If you grab the armor, shield and weapons, it will be too conspicuous when you go up. With an elite appearance, the officers on the city wall also I don’t know who he is, but he must like to use the ‘elite’, and he will die faster then.”
Hearing what it said, Warnia was at a loss: "Then do I want to get the armor? The horseman asked me to come over and get the armor."
"Take it, you are your size, you are an elite whether you wear armor or not. Wearing it can give you an extra layer of defense. Wait until someone calls you, ignore it, just stand here Ange. If there is any danger, he can protect you. ." Nigris said.
Warnia glanced at Ange dubiously. In fact, she had already figured out that among this group of people, the silent Ange was the leader, and the brass dragon, who talked the most, had the least status.
But this guess is not very sure. After all, Brass Dragon is the god of knowledge in Sawa's mouth. How can a god be the "least status"?
However, Ange's small body was too unconvincing. Warnia didn't believe that such a small human being could protect him. She could protect him, at least she had enough flesh to block arrows.
Okay, I'll stand next to you in a moment and I'll cover you. Warnia secretly made up her mind.
The munitions office in front was already crowded. Warnia walked over, slapped the totem pole on the ground, stretched her big hand forward, and was knocked over by people, and it walked in easily.
Not long after, it came out wearing a leather armor that was obviously a smaller size and tightened the grooves on the waist. While adjusting it, it said with disdain: "The old man inside said, there is no such a large size." Leather armor is just fine for the smaller one, and iron armor is even smaller.”
"That's all. Go back and ask Zi Gu to sew you a suit. With your size, you can only wear Titan's leather armor." Nigris said helplessly.
Only Vanya is wearing armor. The little Ange zombies look bare-handed on the surface, but the little angel is even more eye-catching. She is wearing a pure white dress and is so pink that it should only appear in fairy tales.
From the military road to the city wall, in the distance, among the cavalry on standby under the city wall, the leader Anton glanced at him, frowned and said, "Hey, aren't those the adults who brought food? They went up the city wall?"
As soon as he reached the city wall, Ange immediately felt something. He looked outside the city and saw a sea of insects.
Outside the safety line of burning insect repellent outside the city wall, it was already densely occupied by black bugs. The entire land seemed to be covered with a carpet of bugs, extending to the end of the horizon.
Although the insects were small in size, their numbers were too huge, and the dense aura of life emanating from them was as conspicuous as a mountain fire in Ange's soul.
"A lot of bug ash." After staring blankly for a while, Ange suddenly muttered.
Phew, Nigris almost burst out laughing when he was reflected on Ange. The worms that are all over the mountains and plains, love, are just fertilizer in Ange’s heart, right?
Now it's not just fertilizer, it's also sacred insect ash liquid, a magical liquid that can rejuvenate fossil eggs and turn them into raw eggs.
I don’t know if fried poached eggs can be restored. If it can, it will be a shocking miracle.
"Hey, you little guys, don't stand around. Come and sit down." From a corner not far away, a middle-aged man who looked like a farmer raised his hand to greet them.
There were a few shy young men beside the middle-aged farmer. When Ange and others looked over, they all smiled silly.
Ange led people over, and several young men quickly got out of the way, or patted the wall tiles under them, and enthusiastically invited them to sit down.
Warnia sat down unceremoniously, occupying the space of three people. She greeted the middle-aged farmer rudely: "Hello, my name is Warnia." She also raised the totem pole on the ground. .
Now it's good, it's as thick as a totem pole's waist, just the height of a bench when laid horizontally, and long enough, making it more comfortable than sitting on the ground.
Of course, it was Savva's feeling to be comfortable, so she plopped down on the totem pole. The three Anges are undead creatures and they won't feel uncomfortable standing there until tomorrow, so they didn't sit down.
The middle-aged farmer gasped: "Call me Daddy Leo, you are so strong."
"Yes, he eats well and eats a lot, so he is strong." Warnia often went to the mercenary guild and the labor market to find work, and she had long learned how to get along with the working people.
"Did you hear that? Eat well, and you will be strong if you eat more." Father Leo seemed to have found theoretical support, and turned around to teach the young men around him. Several young men smiled bitterly: "We have to have food so that we can eat more."
After a while, they became familiar with each other, and Warnia asked: "Why don't those bugs move?"
"Oh, an officer came over just now and said that the bugs are waiting for dark."
"Ah, it's dark? I can't see clearly when it's dark." Vanya said distressedly. Minotaurs' eyesight is very poor. Rumor has it that it's because they are vegetarians.
Nigris was also shocked. This move was very clever. Whether it was a human or a minotaur, their vision at night was greatly reduced, and the bugs were black, small, and inky. Could it be that they had to crawl onto the instep of their feet to spot them?
Humanity is in trouble. I hope the protective shield can block it. However, Xuan, the bugs didn't attack yesterday, but they must have been accumulating their numbers until today.
Yesterday, there were flying fireballs hitting the protective shield, which was obviously testing the strength of the protective shield. In other words, launching the attack today means that the exterminator has tested the strength and is confident of breaking the protective shield before preparing to break it. activated.
Nigris thought hard and couldn't think of any good way to block the bugs in the dark.
At this moment, Ange's head suddenly burst into flames, and he said angrily: "Turus! The one who burned my fields." After saying that, he rushed towards the city wall and jumped down.
The protective shield protects against the outside but not the inside. There is no hindrance. Ange penetrated the membrane and hit the ground. Then he used the Death Scythe and rushed towards the hillside on the right outside the city. past.
The little zombie and the little angel quickly followed.
When Negris took a look, he saw a bonfire burning on the mountain city. The flames were twisted, and a face appeared from time to time. From that face, a powerful demonic aura exuded.
What the hell is Turus? He is clearly a powerful demon.
"Hey, hey, hey, it's not Turus, don't think of any demon as the one who burns your fields!" Negris shouted angrily.
