I Have a City in a Different World

This is a small noble, whose background is not noble, and he experienced ups and downs in his early years.

Nearly drowned as a child, and nearly lost his life with food poisoning when he was young.

The only lucky thing is to inherit the family's territory, and the income is not bad.

The little aristocrats in the backward era did not live as well as they imagined, and their lives were poor and monotonous.

The advantage of being a nobleman is that at most there is no shortage of food and clothing, and there is no need to worry about not being able to get a wife.

Of course, compared to ordinary people, it is still rich and colorful, and after having power, it is easier to obtain satisfaction.

He had participated in two battles to clear the bandits and hacked to death a seriously injured bandit. Apart from these things, the little nobleman had no particularly exciting experience in his life.

A middle-aged little aristocrat suddenly fell ill and was only one step away from death.

Just when he was desperate and ready to die, a temple missionary came to his home.

The missionary told the minor nobles that as long as they swore their faith in a certain main god in a public place according to their own requirements, they would have the opportunity to receive the gift of the gods, thereby exorcising deadly diseases.

The little aristocrats had no faith in their whole life, and they were skeptical of the preachers' claims, and even felt that the other party had other plans.

It's just that he is terminally ill and has no right to choose at all. He can only hold a ceremony according to the other party's statement, and swear to become a believer of the gods in public.

A miraculous thing happened. When the little aristocrat swore to become a believer of the gods, a light fell from the sky, wrapping the little aristocrat in it.

The sudden change stunned the onlookers, who didn't know what to do.

Only the missionary always had a calm smile on his face, shouting words of thanks for the blessings of the gods.

Soon the light dissipated, and his face was full of dead gray, and a small nobleman would die at any time, but he became young.

As for the diseases that plagued the minor nobles, they have completely recovered. The minor nobles who used to walk with support have now become free to run and jump.

The onlookers were extremely shocked. They took the initiative to kneel on the ground and prayed to become believers of the gods.

The incident spread and became a miracle that actually happened, and was even recorded in the temple.

As a bystander, Tang Zhen could feel that there were strong performance traces from the beginning to the end.

It wasn't the little aristocrat who acted, and the audience was even more confused. The only person who understood was the missionary monk.

He used special means to attract the blessing of the gods, and performed a miracle in public.

The missionary cultivator has ordinary strength, but can display the blessing of the gods, which is obviously not the ability he can have.

Tang Zhen became interested in the missionary, put his perspective on him, and continued to trace the trajectory of his destiny.

Soon he saw a scene,

The missionary is located in a shrine, surrounded by many missionaries dressed like him.

On the high platform in front, there is an old monk with a majestic face, who is telling everyone something.

Tang Zhen couldn't hear the sound, but he was able to guess what the old cultivator was telling by the mouth shape of the other party.

It turned out that they were planning a big event, preparing to create some miracles, thereby increasing the number of believers.

The way to create miracles is to sacrifice to the gods through special means, and accidentally get a batch of divine favor talismans.

As long as the talisman is activated, the divine grace can be attracted, and a miracle can be created artificially.

Seeing this, Tang Zhen already knew the reason why the minor nobles were healed, and it really was the use of special props.

The method is not very clever, but it is very effective, and the more ignorant the era is, the more so.

Seeing this, Tang Zhen put his consciousness on the old man who was speaking, wanting to see how the other party obtained the talisman that could create miracles.

The perspective changed, Tang Zhen did not hesitate, and followed the line of fate of the other party all the way to find.

It wasn't until a scene appeared in front of him that Tang Zhen stopped fast crossing and watched it seriously.

In the center of the huge and primitive altar, there is a deep pit with countless corpses floating in it.

From the looks of the corpses, it was obvious that they were all prisoners of war.

Many more prisoners of war were tied with ropes and forcibly driven to the altar, where their throats were slit with obsidian knives.

This is the sacrifice of human beings, barbaric and bloody.

Such a dark and cruel scene is actually worshipping a righteous god, the statue standing in the middle of the blood pool, with a merciful smile on his face.

Around the blood pool, there were priests and monks wearing rune robes and masks.

They were chanting incantations loudly, with pious expressions on their faces, turning a blind eye to the wailing and begging of the prisoners of war.

As the blood piled deeper and more corpses floated, the solemn and huge statue began to respond slowly.

In the calm and unwavering blood pool, clusters of bubbles continued to emerge, as if boiling in a very short time.

A strip of things like blood vessels and tendons formed rapidly on the surface of the blood pool, and then like a swimming poisonous snake, it went straight to the statue and wrapped around it.

The moment it came into contact with the statue, the hideous blood vessels immediately climbed upwards, covering the surface of the statue in a short period of time.

Originally with a bit of a weird god statue, it looks extremely gloomy at the moment, and it seems to exude an inexplicable evil atmosphere.

The priests and monks surrounding the blood pond all showed excited expressions, and involuntarily increased the speed of their recitation.

At the same time, he stared at the statue, his eyes full of desire, as if he was a slave driven by desire.

For them, it was the response of the gods, the result they had been waiting for.

Must seize the opportunity, let the gods know their appeal, and then pray for the grace of God!

In order to ensure that the goal can be achieved, more prisoners of war were pushed to the edge of the blood pool, and they were directly killed and pushed into the blood pool.

But in a short period of time, nearly a thousand prisoners of war were all beheaded, and the wailing and screaming resounded through the sky.

This is the price of trading with the gods. Only with a sufficient number of sacrifices can the gods pay attention to the ants.

The blood vessels in the blood pool became denser and denser, and the blood vessels on the statue began to extend toward the inside of the statue.

If you look closely, you will find that there is a gloomy light flashing in the eyes of the god statue.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound like a heartbeat came from the position of the statue, and the entire surface of the blood pool began to slowly beat like a heart.

In the endless void, there was a sigh, and the blood in the entire blood pool was instantly absorbed.

As for the corpses of prisoners of war in the blood pool, they have all turned into mummified corpses, and there is no longer a trace of water.

The huge statue in the center of the blood pool turned blood red in an instant, and an indescribable oppressive aura spread.   The priests and believers knelt down one after another, their eyes full of enthusiasm, staring at the statue of the god in the center of the blood pool.  The dazzling light is centered on the god statue and spreads around, with an extremely sacred atmosphere.   Infected by this kind of breath, he can't help feeling awe in his heart, and his body trembles because of the huge pressure.   "God has come, divine grace has come!"   A bishop cheered loudly, which attracted the loud echoes of other priests and monks, with an undisguised awe and joy in his tone.  In this dazzling light, one after another, like blood-colored crystals with runes, quietly floated around the statue, exuding a shocking aura.   As for the idol in the light, it seems to have life, and is slowly looking at the surrounding believers with cold and ruthless eyes.  When the gaze of the deity fell on a certain position, it suddenly stagnated, followed by a roar. The mysterious and solemn atmosphere of    was broken in an instant, leaving the surrounding monks and priests at a loss.   "I found you, let's see where you are hiding!" Among the monks beside the blood pool, Tang Zhen walked out slowly and said softly with a smile on his face.