Global Age of Gods: Lords of Chaos

Fang Mu didn't dare to casually step into the territory of another god.

This crescent moon city must be the territory that the god of knowledge cares about, and if it is an ordinary person, it may not be a problem to enter the city.

But the more powerful the being enters the city, the more likely it is to arouse the alarm of the god of knowledge.

Just like a large net, anything smaller than the size of the mesh can enter and exit the net freely, while fish larger than the net will hit the net and attract the attention of the net.

Fang Mu is ready to send believers in to investigate, and the consciousness will enter the kingdom of God.

A small wooden house on the edge of the Chimera Forest in the Kingdom of God.

In the wooden room, a swordsman in a white robe and a black-haired shawl was breathing, and judging from his current state, the Life Seed Breathing Method had achieved a lot of results.

This is a human swordsman wandering in the lower planes, who came into contact with the Chaos Gate Church while traveling to the south of the continent, and thus became a devout follower of Fang Mu.

Because of his good talent, he was admitted to the Divine Kingdom by Fang Mu, and now he has the strength of the seventh order.

But believers of such strength as he in the kingdom of God are like carp crossing the river.

He does not have much of an advantage among the many believers.

But suddenly, an oracle of the gods came to my ears.

The human swordsman opened his eyes, thinking it was his own delusion.

It wasn't until he was sure that it was the true god calling him that the swordsman's heart was surging.

"Surely complete the oracle of my god!"

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A young man dressed in a white robe and linen with a long sword behind him strode into Crescent City.

The young man's face was calm, and a faint glow flashed in his eyes.

His head remained steady, looking left and right.

What he saw and heard was accepted by Fang Mu through induction.

Almost nine out of ten of the people in the city became believers in the God of Knowledge.

Everyone has clear eyes and clear thinking, and they should not be subject to spells such as bewitchment.

But Fang Mu noticed that both adults and children were very busy.

"Only knowledge can change fate, you must be admitted to the pharmacist apprenticeship certificate, but you must not disgrace your father. The pot-bellied merchant took his son, who had just turned five, by the hand and walked into the hall beside him.

"Eun!" the five-year-old pursed his lips and nodded earnestly.

The wandering swordsman turned his head, "Pharmacist Assessment Hall".

Another family walked by, this time a girl of about thirteen years old was led by her parents.

"You look at Baker next door, he's already learned three languages, and if you look at you, he's only had one professional certificate now. "

This god of knowledge has turned all the daily and daily combat professions into various levels of certification, and different levels are assessed according to the degree of mastery of different knowledge.

This scene made Fang Mu both familiar and unfamiliar.

In the atmosphere of the God of Knowledge, everyone takes pride in acquiring knowledge.

Everyone takes the certificate as a benchmark.

Whether it is the wealthy merchants, eunuchs, or commoners in the city, what they are chasing is a certificate.

Countless people learn knowledge, and in the process of school knowledge, they bring feedback to the god of knowledge.

"You're an outsider, young man. An old man next to him suddenly asked.

The wandering swordsman stopped.

A gray-haired old man looked at him with a smile.

"I happened to pass by, I heard about the reputation of Crescent City, and I went into the city to take a look. The wandering swordsman said.

"The atmosphere is not bad. The white-haired old man said.

"Something peculiar. The wandering swordsman said honestly.

"Keep looking, this is the most civilized and peaceful place on the entire continent. The old man touched his beard, patted the wandering swordsman on the shoulder with relief, and then watched the wandering swordsman leave.

The wandering swordsman had been walking around the city before leaving.

The foundation of Crescent City is too deep, and it is difficult to break through from the inside if it relies solely on fishing boats or even other aspects.

Fang Mu thought silently in his heart.

Maybe under external pressure, the inside of Crescent City will unite under high pressure.

You can't do it yourself, you can only use other people's hands to attack this church.

Leaving Crescent Moon City, Fang Mu waved his hand to bring the wandering swordsman back to the Kingdom of God.

"My God. The wandering swordsman stood respectfully in front of Fang Mu.

Fang Mu nodded in satisfaction, and suddenly his face changed slightly.

Look at the wandering swordsman.

Then his face sank.

Reach out and pat him on the shoulder.

The clothes on the wandering swordsman's shoulders slid downward, revealing his shoulders.

A red palm print appeared on his shoulder at some point.

The palm print is distorted and changed, and if you look closely, this palm print is covered with dense words, which are actually composed of words.

Words crawled around his shoulders like little insects that came to life.

"Ahh

The words were like worms gnawing at his flesh, trying to burrow deeper into his bones.

Fang Mu's palm was covered with a layer of green light.

The palm with the breath of life priesthood fell on the words.

All the worms that the words have turned into are gone.

In a distant place, in a country full of words and books, an irrepressible horror suddenly sounded: "The breath of life, is it the god of life!"

"Actually playing with words like this, this so-called god of knowledge has gone astray. Fang Mu sneered.