Transcendent Dawn

"Praise be to you... sublime Mother Earth..."

"You are the bearer of all things...the mother of the earth...the master of the power of life...the mysterious breeder..."

"You gave us a good harvest... you gave us food..."

...

A group of devout believers are worshiping the 'Goddess of the Earth'!

This is one of the seven righteous gods of the main world!

True gods!

Sulu's pupils shrank suddenly: "Not only are the prayers the same, but even the rules of the altar and the mysterious symbols are the same... This is not something that can be explained by coincidence, but it represents that this world also has the belief of the Mother Earth God!"

"Two possibilities. The first is that I'm still in the main world, but it's very small... because whether it's Ragnarok or the difference in the spirit world, it already explains everything."

"And the second possibility... is my vague theory before. The gods are not in the main world, but in the depths of the spirit world! Their kingdom of God is the highest star in the spirit world, and the light can shine through Many worlds... spreading beliefs in different worlds!"

The gods... independent of the world! Believers in a world are nothing more than ants to them!

Even the main world may be just a backcountry in the eyes of the gods!

If this guess is made public, the main world does not know how many believers will collapse!

However, reality is reality! Not changed by pride or confidence or anything.

"Are you a believer in Mother Earth?"

Seeing Sulu stop, Arik couldn't help asking.

Knowing that the question of belief is terrible, Sulu, who will make mistakes if he is not careful, smiled back and let Arik think of the answer by himself: "Let's go, I am very tired and want to rest."

In fact, he was very curious about the beliefs of these aborigines, but he couldn't continue to explore.

'To be honest...if it is in the main world, if a group of people pray in Gulam, there will probably be some abnormalities! '

‘After all, it is using a language that can communicate with mystery, calling out the honorable name of a great existence! '

'But in this world, Ragnarok, even the Gulam language, which is known as the oldest language, their "weight" is still too light, and they cannot leverage the mysterious power of nature, and they cannot really establish a relationship with the Mother Earth. connect……'

While thinking about the problem, Sulu signaled to Arik that he could go on.

Arik's expression sank, and he led the way to a wooden house.

He opened the wooden door, and it was dark inside. With the light through the gap, he could barely see some sundries and wooden barrels.

One ground is slightly higher, covered with straw and animal skins.

"Here is your room! Bread and salt, and bean soup will be here shortly."

Aric said.

"It's already very good, thank you!"

Sulu's jaw.

Although the environment here is almost like a pigsty, it is similar to the surrounding houses. It should be the normal standard of the poor in this world.

And, anyway, it's better than sleeping in the wilderness.

...

The main course or staple food of dinner is a loaf of black bread, which should be mixed with a lot of bran, which is very hard.

besides,

There is also a small plate of coarse salt, which can be dipped in bread, but seeing the black and yellow color inside, mixed with sand, Sulu felt a little unappetizing. In the end, he just barely drank a little pea soup, even if the meal was solved .

"Although I have long known that the productivity in this world is low, I never expected to be so desperate... Seeing the surprise and surprise on the face of the cook who cleaned up, maybe this is still a hearty meal in her eyes?"

Seeing that it was not yet completely dark outside, Sulu got up and was about to walk around the village.

Coming to a whole new world, no curiosity is false.

Moreover, this is not a world without demons at all. In the twilight of the gods, the extraordinary power is only in a trough, but it is not completely non-existent!

The roads in the entire Ward village are broken and narrow, and the villagers are very wary of outsiders. When a child is called into the house, Sulu can still feel a lot of eyes peeking at him from the cracks.

After only turning around half a circle, he felt a little bored. Instead of going to the altar of the Mother Earth Goddess, he came to the only large flat land in the village, which should be the grain drying field.

Here, the militia team seen during the day, as well as some half-grown teenagers, are training.

Arik held the wooden stick, with the attitude of a stern instructor: "The current suffering and hardship are not for me, but for yourselves!"

"If you want to go to Wolfsburg and win a rich life, you have to work hard... This is your only chance!"

"Even if it's not to change your destiny, but just to protect yourself in the face of danger, you need to work hard!"

"When the war order comes, our village is obliged to fight for the Duke. Do you want to die on the battlefield? Tell me, you bastards, do you want to die on the battlefield?"

In the end, Arik almost yelled out.

"In no mood!"

A dozen teenagers who were sweating profusely and kept exercising answered loudly.

"Very good, now let's continue to review yesterday's exertion skills..."

Arik nodded with satisfaction: "Remember, it's a triangle, and the air starts from the lower abdomen! When you move, your lower legs should be involved, and you can feel the power of the earth!"

"Now... unleash the sword!"

"drink!"

A group of people gestured with wooden swords to attack, but they were a bit imposing.

Sulu's eyelids twitched.

Although this kind of force technique is superficial, it is already in the category of martial arts, and it is unexpected to see it in this small village.

"Go ahead, swing your sword a hundred times!"

Arik looked around, corrected the postures of several teenagers, and looked up to see Sulu.

He passed down an order and came to the edge of the grain drying field: "Outsider, what are you doing here?"

"Boring, just walk around..."

Sulu said casually: "This kind of exercise method...is very good."

"This is a skill I learned from the army... It comes from a noble knight. I once had the opportunity to be his entourage, but unfortunately..."

Aric shook his head sadly, and suddenly asked: "Are you interested in trying?"

"Try what? Swordsmanship?"

Sulu laughed dumbfounded.

"As a homeless person, you must have a good ability to protect yourself!" Arik said seriously.

"Maybe...but I don't have a sword."

Sulu shrugged.

"I can lend you mine." Arik handed over his sword.

This is the shape of a two-handed cross sword. The hilt and blade are very long, suitable for two-handed holding, and the weight is not light.

"good!"

Sulu drew his sword out of its sheath with one hand and flicked the blade.

Seeing this goal, Arik frowned, and immediately saw Sulu come to a wooden stake that he usually trained, inhaled, and made a beautiful roundabout.

puff!

With a flash of sword light, the stake became shorter.

"It's amazing power... This has reached the level of a knight attendant, right?"

Arik seemed stunned, and it took a long time before he uttered a sentence.

This kind of power, this speed, is already very terrifying. It can cut through wooden stakes, and it can split a human body!

"Thank you for the sword."

Sulu returned the cross sword to Arik, looked at the awe-inspiring eyes around him, and couldn't help smiling.

Actively showing strength can avoid a lot of trouble.