Noble Emblem

Without the interference of the Zoroastrian sect, Dorgun built the temple very quickly, four days ahead of schedule. The original plan took time, but Beta already thought it was going to be fast, but he didn't expect it to be faster.

More importantly, the construction quality of the temple is very good, and all the stones are of high quality. Beta was very satisfied when he accepted it and couldn't help but pay an extra 20 gold coins for the balance.

Dorgun naturally smiled happily.

In the temple, the statue of the goddess Watkin has been erected. Although the sculpture is slightly flawed, the temperament is already 80% similar. Beta is quite satisfied with it.

The next day was the 'opening' day of the temple, which included a ceremony to invite the gods. Beta and the Caliph discussed it and decided that the latter would conduct the ceremony. They discussed the specific steps overnight. In fact, it was Beta who unilaterally Ritual prayers were taught to the Caliph.

Early the next morning, the temple door opened wide, and the stone chairs in the main hall were filled with people. Most of them were nobles, and some were wealthy businessmen. The civilians, on the other hand, were watching outside the gate and joining in the fun.

Of course, Peter came too, and he sat on the bench in the first row. Now that he was a professional, in the eyes of the nobles, he was already qualified to sit with people of his own level.

There were voices in the temple, almost as noisy as a market, and most of them hated the statue of Woking.

"The goddess of wealth is so beautiful? It's true that I have to believe in her. It doesn't seem to be a loss."

"Does belief in her guarantee our good fortune?"

"Why don't other goddesses let the world know their appearance, but she doesn't care?"

Similar discussions have been going on... Beta was in the prayer room at the back and could hear them clearly. He was very satisfied with this. It seemed that there was no problem with this decision. As expected, the nobles paid more attention to the Wojin Cult. After the incident spread, when other people mentioned that they were in the Cult, their first reaction would definitely be: Wojin The goddess is the most beautiful, and then a certain goddess is the best at fighting.

The Caliph sitting opposite asked curiously: "I heard that those craftsmen carved the goddess statue based on your drawing. Brother Beta, have you seen the goddess?"

Beta nodded, this was not a secret matter.

Harry said oh, but he was a little surprised in his heart. Generally speaking, goddesses disdain to communicate with mortals. Even if they are their own believers, it is quite a blessing to be able to respond with one or two sentences occasionally, but Beta has 'met' the goddess before, and she can draw her like this. Well, I must see you not once or twice at all.

Could it be that Beta members are the ones favored by the Holy Spirit?

Just when the Caliph was thinking about this issue, the time came quickly. At Beta's reminder, the two came out of the prayer room and came to the statue of the goddess.

Seeing the two of them, everyone closed their mouths and looked at them quietly.

Because the ceremony is presided over by the caliph, the caliph will preside over this temple opening day.

The Caliph looked around. Although it was the first time for him to host such an occasion and the first time to face so many nobles and wealthy businessmen, he was not nervous at all because he was already a LV5 professional.

"Welcome all nobles and friends to the opening day of our church. Here, we reiterate two points. First, our Temple of Wealth will always protect the people of the North and keep everyone away from the suffering of the cold. Second, We absolutely do not charge any fire tax or any tax, and we do not ask for donations from anyone, we don’t need anything.”

"Our divine religion will never regard anyone as a heretic, because in the view of our goddess, people all over the world should love each other, regardless of whether you believe in her or not. Even if you believe in an evil god, as long as you change your evil ways, you can still reach the world. We come to the church to pray and receive the blessings of the goddess.”

As soon as these words came out, all the nobles were whispering.

One person couldn't help but asked: "Then how do you make money... Anyway, the temple staff need money to eat, drink and have sex."

"About this, there will be Beta Catholics and the current local archbishop to talk to you." Caliph took a deep breath: "Now, it's time for us to invite the goddess Waking here. We are going to ask the goddess, Her eyes will always be fixed on this place.”

After finishing speaking, the Caliph turned around, knelt on one knee, put his left hand on his forehead, and recited the ritual prayer devoutly.

His voice was not loud, but it filled the entire church, and there seemed to be a strange power in his voice that seemed to be able to travel through time and space and reach places beyond the reach of humans.

As the prayers gradually unfolded, people sitting in the church felt that they were noticed by a strange force. This force is very gentle, does not make people feel any pressure, and even makes people feel a little warm.

When the Caliph finished reciting the prayer, the power was so obvious that people felt like they were soaking in the warm spring water, which was very comfortable. Then a golden light from the sky passed through the top of the church and poured directly into the statue of the goddess. Then the statue of the goddess seemed to come alive, and her eyes glowed with a rich golden light.

The Caliph stood up. As a priest, he could already feel the presence of the goddess, and he could feel that the goddess had projected good power over him.

However, he always had a feeling that after Goddess Watkin's divine will came, she seemed to have been staring at the Beta cultist next to him. He didn't know if it was an illusion.

Waking left a thought on the statue here, and then left again. The warm feeling gradually dissipated, and all those affected felt a sense of loss. They did not want to lose this warm feeling of comfort.

It seems...belief in the goddess of wealth is also a good thing.

Many people had such thoughts on the spot.

The Caliph stepped aside and Beta stood behind the prayer platform. He cleared his throat and said: "My name is Beta. Many people know me, so I won't introduce myself. Now, it's time for me to fulfill my promise. Some time ago, I made a donation and am willing to make another donation." Spend one hundred gold coins to make a gold coin sacrifice. Sirs, please come up with your gold coins."

Seven paunchy nobles, each dragging a large box, walked up.

Beta sacrificed gold coins to them one by one in the order of donation time. One by one, the fat men were enveloped by the golden magic circle. They emerged after a few seconds. Not only had they become thinner and gained muscles, but they were also obviously at least twenty years younger. The six middle-aged nobles directly changed back to their youthful appearance, while the last old nobleman changed back to his middle-aged appearance.

Turning on personal professional abilities can actually increase lifespan?

The nobles, especially the female nobles, who had watched the gold coin sacrifice process, looked at Beta, and their eyes gradually became crazy.