Alien Knights

Todd and Rachel decided to use the "Incarnation" method to curve the nation, but the first question was which belief system to adopt.

If you still use the Christian rhetoric, I'm afraid it won't be very convincing to these barbarians and gladiators from the northern border; after discussing with Rachel, Todd finally plans to adopt the belief culture of the gods of the North Island.

The reason why he did this was a decision after careful consideration.

The composition of the residents in the northern border mainly consists of three parts.

The first group of people is the North Islanders. They believe in the legends of the North Island gods, so they can fully accept the culture of the gods. The second group is the southern barbarians. They believe in the three ancient gods in ancient times, but they do not reject the belief in the gods of the North Islanders. They just regard Odin, Freya and other gods as the continuation of the blood of the ancient gods in doctrine. The last group of people is a bit troublesome. They come from northern kingdoms such as Ulster or Connaught. Apart from the Heavenly Father, this group of people has the least recognition of the beliefs of the gods.

Therefore, after some analysis, if you want to win people's hearts and establish a kingdom with a routine like "The Holy Spirit Comes into the World" in the northern region, after weighing the benefits and comparing the situation, using the culture of the gods to gain believers is undoubtedly the most convenient and safest choice.

After confirming his belief system, Todd specially followed Deirdre and Rachel to supplement his knowledge of northern mythology, and even spent a lot of time memorizing a large amount of runes (the words of the culture of the gods).

After everything was ready, Todd's soul space began an unprecedented "big transformation".

The entire soul world was originally divided into two floors, namely the above-ground research institute and the underground temple. The former occupies an area similar to a small village, while the latter is only a few hundred square meters in size if the depth is not counted.

After some renovations, the above-ground part remained basically the same, but the underground part was widened and repaired on a large scale.

The original small temple was built into a resplendent and magnificent castle, which Todd named "Golden Palace" (Gladsheim); he also created a flowing river (Ifing) around the Golden Palace, and arranged thick fog on the river, so that the fog layer kept swirling, and there were faint flashes of fire and lightning.

After completing a series of projects in the world of the gods, Todd and Rachel floated in mid-air, looking at the spectacular scene under their feet, and were full of admiration.

"I really envy you for having such abilities..." Rachel looked at the astonishing golden castle in the mist, and said quietly, "I never thought that I could actually create a world like building blocks."

Todd looked down at his hands: "All this is not as smooth as you can see. At the beginning, I could only control the size of the room, and then I could build a research institute with complete facilities. Later, I was able to create such a large and complex world."

"Moreover, with the increase in the number of soul links and the inhalation of the tyrant virus, I feel that my body is getting stronger day by day. I can now create larger and larger spaces in the soul world, and I can accommodate more people to stay in it for a longer period of time."

A look of worry flashed in Rachel's eyes: "Todd, I'm a little worried."

"Worry?"

"Desire for power and power are like blindly slow poisons, causing many upright people to gradually lose their hearts under the accumulation of erosion."

Todd waved his hand amusedly: "That also varies from person to person. For me, this assumption is not valid."

"I hope so." Rachel changed the subject: "We need to determine one thing next. What kind of role do you intend to play in this world?"

Todd was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly understood the meaning of Rachel's words, frowned and said, "This is indeed a problem."

"How about Odin, the king of the gods?" Rachel gave a suggestion: "We can say that after Ragnarok, Odin's soul is immortal and returns to the world."

Todd shook his head: "The twilight of the gods has already happened, those characters from the age of mythology have disappeared in the long river of history, and I don't intend to borrow their names."

"Then what identity do you plan to use to meet believers?"

Todd moved his figure and turned into a dark monster in the form of a tyrant: "The descendant of the end of the world, the master of the heroic spirit, the survivor of the gods who rebuild the gods of Asgard."

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Three days later, the Tribal Hall in the Froststone Camp.

Todd sat in the front seat, Rachel stood on his right hand, and Alfonso on his left.

Todd looked at the tribal leaders sitting on the ground in the room, and asked, "Is everyone here?"

Ackerman, who was standing on the side, said quickly: "Boss, there are a total of twenty-two tribal leaders, all of them have arrived."

"very good."

Todd nodded and said: "I called you here today to tell you one thing."

Seeing the puzzled expressions of the tribal leaders, Todd stood up, his body gradually grew bigger, and he entered the form of a tyrant without warning.

The huge figure and terrifying appearance startled all the leaders present, and some even fainted amidst the screams.

Todd curled up, trying his best not to smash his head through the ceiling of the hall, and said in a thick voice unique to monster form: "As a member of the survivors of Ragnarok, please come forward one by one, and I will take you to the sanctuary."

None of the tribal leaders responded to this request, and everyone backed away in fear, looking for an exit.

Helpless, Todd gestured towards Rachel.

The latter used "mind power" to catch these leaders in front of Todd and help them complete the soul link.

After completing these preparations, Todd closed his eyes and led everyone in the hall into the Golden Palace.

When the tribal leaders regained consciousness, they were so frightened by the dazzling scene that they forgot to breathe.

The magnificent golden palace, countless luxurious decorations, and complicated and gorgeous epic murals.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?" Someone squeezed his thigh hard, and the pain gave him the best answer.

Someone walked to the window, pointed at the scenery outside the window and shouted: "Look outside!"

Few people already have the answer in their minds about the tumbling misty river and the gorgeous palace, but the answer is too shocking, and they don't even know whether they should say it or not.

"This is the golden palace of Asgard." Todd in the form of a tyrant walked into the palace, and the ground shook with every step he took.

"How is this possible?! Both Asgard and the Golden Palace should have been destroyed in Ragnarok!"

Todd turned around and came before the Golden Throne, his voice was thunderous: "When the twilight of the gods is approaching, the gods of Asgard sent a group of descendants safely out of the battlefield before the decisive battle. After the final battle, these descendants tried every means to build a new Asgard on the ruins..."

A tribal leader looked at the pitch-black monster in front of him and stammered, "You mean...you are..."

"That's right, I am one of the descendants of the gods, and I am in charge of managing this new God's Domain." Todd pointed to the hall and said calmly: "As you can see, the new Asgard has not recovered all its divine power..."

"Wait a minute!" A tribal leader questioned loudly: "How do you prove that you are from the age of the gods?!"

As if he had expected such a question a long time ago, Todd waved his hand and turned on the 3D holographic projection in the middle of the hall, and played the battle of Ragnarok that Jingsu had brought him to watch before, and showed it to the leaders.

It's just that Todd kept an eye out. He added some extra "easter eggs" to the video, added his own image to the final battle, and specially added a video of him leading the descendants to escape from God's Domain.

This clip, which has been edited and contains real and fake images, has completely conquered most devout believers spiritually.

Many leaders knelt on their knees, watched Asgard slowly disintegrate in the flames, beat their feet and chests, and burst into tears.

But there are still a few leaders still standing there, looking at each other at a loss, in a dilemma.

Waiting for the video to end, Todd turned his attention to those who were still standing: "Why don't you kneel down? Are you questioning the gods?"

A standing leader took out a wooden cross from his chest tremblingly, moved his wobbly body, and took two steps forward: "We are all baptized Christians, and we only recognize the Almighty and the only Lord!"

Another kneeling leader, with red eyes, raised his fist and got up, rushed towards him, shouting loudly: "You blasphemous pagan! How dare you use your mouth to defile the sanctuary of the gods!"

Todd gently raised his fingers, separating the two who were struggling together.

He looked at the Christian holding the cross, and suddenly felt that the other person looked familiar. Thinking about it carefully, this guy seems to be the tall and thin tribe leader who fought for the grazing land before.

"May I have your name?"

Hearing Todd's question, the Christian leader touched Gao's swollen cheeks and replied, "McGill."

After a while, McGill added: "My tribe joined the Froststone Camp because the Ulsters took away our land, increased our tax burden, and occupied our sisters. My tribe and I hate them and are willing to give our lives in the battle against them, but this does not mean that we will change our beliefs!"

Todd shook the tail of the iron thorn behind him, and looked at the Christian in front of him: "If I remember correctly, you once took your people to participate in the defense battle of Froststone?"

"That's right!"

"In order to protect the camp, did two warriors in your clan honorably sacrifice their lives?"

"Yes, may God bless their souls!"

Todd, in the form of a tyrant, let out a muffled laugh: "Don't rush to thank the Lord, how can you be sure that their souls have returned to the embrace of the Father?"

McGill raised his head in surprise, as if he didn't understand why the other party asked this question.

"Choose one at random from the two clansmen who died in battle, and tell me his name, age, and appearance!"

McGill hesitated for a moment, and finally said in a low voice: "Maxicon, my nephew, 21 years old, he has a crescent-shaped scar on the right side of his face."

Todd stretched his two iron claws into the mid-air of the hall, and began to chant the spells in Rune language. On the originally smooth and clean ground, many ancient characters shining with light suddenly appeared.

Tens of seconds later, a light blue spiritual body slowly fell from the air to the ground.

Todd retracted his arms, looked at McGill and said slowly: "Look carefully."

McGill rubbed his eyes, opened his mouth wide enough to stuff an egg in: "Maxicon!"

The spirit body whose name was called looked up at McGill, and said hesitantly, "Patriarch?"

McGill wanted to hug the spirit body excitedly, but found that he was in vain.

Todd leaned on the golden throne and said to the amazed leaders in the hall: "Maxiken has been brought into the Hall of Valor in the sanctuary because of his heroic performance on the battlefield."

McGill, who had no other doubts after talking with Macecon's spirit body, took the cross from his neck and slowly knelt down at Todd's feet.

"Supreme descendant of the gods, I offer my loyalty to you!"