Chen Yi sat on the throne for the first time in a long time.
In the sea of clouds with thousands of pillars in front of them, there is only the broken bell tower burning with divine flames. As for the bell tower of good and evil and the bell tower of suffering, they do not yet exist on the sea of clouds.
God stared at the Broken Bell Tower.
What kind of changes happened to Qianzhu Yunhai before this thousand years ago, which led to the birth of the Good and Evil Bell Tower and the Suffering Bell Tower.
"The Bell Tower of Misery?" Chen Yi thought of something.
Hedwig, who came from the future, once said that she had usurped his authority.
"Perhaps, the Bell Tower of Suffering is part of the authority of the Lord of Suffering." God murmured.
The sea of clouds floated gently, God raised his hand, and his eyes fell on the earth again.
For only a short time, God's eyes did not fall on the earth, nor did he look at the people of the world with their feet on the ground.
Just when God was lost in thought, several days had already passed in this world.
Laurent and his clan of gryphons established themselves in the Earldom of Myrn.
In fact, the people in the earldom did not feel much about the change of lords.
Because this group of barbarians came here and stationed themselves in various wealthy castles and towns. The Leyton people have not yet learned how to rule. At the same time, they maintain the old beliefs and various complicated southern customs and traditions. Since the first seeds were sown, they have been born among this group of believers, making the Leyton people fearful. Feet, dare not issue decrees easily.
Loren had to re-examine his people.
Such an examination begins with myth.
Every nation has its own myths, which are often preserved in memories connected by blood, telling future generations how great they were and how splendid their history was.
In mythology, the god of winter and the god of wine are brothers, one is in charge of winter and the other is in charge of wine.
One day, they turned against each other because of a beauty and fought each other. When the blood of the two gods splashed on the snowy plains of Sosain, the Leydon people were born from the blood.
The god of winter looked at his creation with surprise,
He said: "How could I create such a brave creature?"
As a result, the Leiden people were chosen by the God of Winter and became God's people, glorious in the cold winter.
All of the above were what Lauren heard from Mr. Masaphi.
Among the current Griffin clan, the one who knows the most about this myth passed down from their ancestors is undoubtedly Master Masaphi, who is the same age as Laurent's father.
"What happened next?" Lauren asked, "How did we turn our backs on the God of Winter?"
Master Masaphi took a sip of ale and asked: "Abandonment? What kind of betrayal? It's just that other gods chose us later."
"What do you mean?" Lauren stood up and asked.
"Don't you know, late king? Our late king, he was chosen by the King of Kings to unite our entire kingdom."
Mr. Masafei showed a nostalgic look and continued:
"He said he brought the will of the new God, that he was chosen by God, and we did see miracles in him."
"So we converted?" Laurent felt incredible.
Mr. Masaphi glanced at Luo Lun and said with a smile: "The late king was so wise, so naturally there are countless converts. Of course, there are also those who are unwilling to convert, and they all lost their heads."
Lauren could hear the bloody smell of the past from the relaxed tone of Mr. Masaphi's voice.
"Later, the late king ordered us to worship the God of War, so we converted to the God of War and built the temple of Kars." Mr. Masaphi drank the remaining wine in one gulp.
Then, Mr. Masaphi walked to the balcony of the castle and took a look at the scenery in the south where spring had already begun.
Lauren looked outside.
Under the castle was a bustling town, with people of all kinds coming and going. The smell of pickled fish, pickled vegetables, and dried meat echoed everywhere. Lauren saw the war horses and guards patrolling the city. They were Lei Lei who had just learned to ride. The Dun people, holding their battle axes, raised their heads towards the rising sun. The crowd cast various looks, exclaiming in low voices at the swaggering posture of this group of pagans, and the groups of slaves following them.
After the horse-riding Leden people left, the crowd showed contempt. The devout true believers took the initiative to clean the ground where the Leden people walked, as if the land walked by the pagans was dirty.
Obviously, these true believers do not regard the Layton people as a group of pagans here, but keep a respectful distance.
True believers neither rebel nor surrender, and regard pagans as outsiders or even enemies.
Laurent realized that the Redon people's foundation here would be weaker than that of any Lord of Myrn.
"Lauren, have you thought about it? How should we rule here, and how should we crown you?"
Master Ma Safei looked at the distant sea, opened his arms and faced the strong wind in the mountains and said:
"The glory of the past is no longer the same. The snake-hunting griffin has awakened from the heavy trauma. Thanks to the grace of the Lord and the gods, Lauren, our leader, how can we recast the crown and regain the glory of the past?"
Master Masaphi’s words were sincere and passionate.
He continued: "Just like what we did in the past, these people from the south will all be our slaves!
Only the brave can be promoted to Garda Warriors and become members of the Redon.
We tore down their churches, and used those white stones to build the temple of Kars, the god of war, and threw the disobedient into the fire as burnt sacrifices to the great Lord of Conquest.
Let the God of War favor us! Wait until we sharpen our blades, break through the ice and open the sea, and save our old kingdom from the hands of the patricide! "
Lauren listened to these passionate words silently, and he stared at the Circle of Truth standing high above the church.
The third prince looked further afield, not limited to the towns under the castle.
Laurent stood on a high place, overlooking the land in the distance like an eagle, including the wheat fields shining brightly in the sun, the dense forests hiding ferocious beasts, and the small and well-equipped towns from a distance...
For the first time, he realized that early spring had arrived so early.
The third prince looked up at the sky. The strong wind from the mountains was blowing and the sun was shining brightly. He had to raise his hands to cover himself.
All the scenes of this southern land,
Nothing no longer reveals that the sea has gone away...
The days of plundering for a living will also be gone forever.
Can the ancient traditions of the Leyton people still be practiced in this southern land of believers?
Finally, Laurent shook his throat and condensed into one sentence:
"Let me think about it again, Mr. Masaphi.
The old days are bidding farewell to us, and may become farther and farther away from us. "
Master Masaphi, a traditional Leytonian, had an incredible look on his face after hearing Lauren's words.
The third prince turned around silently and left the balcony.
There was a rush of footsteps downstairs, and Lauren recognized that it was the voice of a messenger. He calmly opened the door and walked downstairs.
Laurent would not know that his rejection in the strong wind just now fell on God's ears.藲忿尛螞网
The god stared at Lauren.
This uncrowned prince is not an immortal.
He was about to examine and measure the cornerstone of his kingdom like countless wise monarchs in history.
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