0p0 Chapter 172 Do We Really Need God?
Chapter 172 Do We Really Need God?
This new city at the junction of the gray forest and the frozen plain can be said to be the dream home of the frost giants.
The Frostbeard Tribe deep in the Spine of the World was in an unprotected state.
Normally, frost giants of all sizes live in a few leaky tents.
Although frost giants like the cold, it does not mean that they can tolerate the sound of the wind whistling past their ears when they sleep at night.
Most of the frost giants who sleep on the floor every day also suffer from problems such as stiff neck, spinal dislocation, and lumbar muscle strain.
Except for the old monster Alduin who had his own bed, most of the frost giants didn't even have a blanket - except for Soi, who was short in the tribe and saved fabric...
Now they have moved to their new home, living in a big house with walls and a roof, and each frost giant has his own ice bed.
The food also changed from eating whatever was available to eating dozens of pounds of beef and chewy potatoes sent by the druids for each meal;
The fields in the living area also grow northern lettuce with excellent taste.
The Frost Giants now not only sleep well and eat well, but the city wall that is two Frost Giants high also makes people feel safe just by looking at it every day.
After this battle, all these young boys and girls had smiles on their faces.
The wild giants before were not so easy to deal with. Every time the wild giants attacked, the Frostbeard Tribe would always leave behind one or two corpses.
But today is very different.
The small but handsome human brought a unique and strange weapon. After a lot of loud noises, the wild giant was turned into a mess - real mess.
We no longer have to worry about wild giants eating frost giant children.
Maybe those huge ice worm monsters can't withstand the attack of these small syringes.
In the newly built Hall of the Ancestors, ten Frost Giants were happily cooking for the druids new recipes they had just learned - the kind that used fire.
Outside the ancestral hall, three figures were walking along the ecological pond.
Before the coming of Lovita, Keira was once a popular figure in a certain church of the Good God.
With her tall stature and delicate features, she attracted all the knights and priests in the church.
At that time, Lovita thought with evil humor that if these suitors knew one day that Keira was the incarnation of an evil god, would they be so angry that they would explode on the spot?
Unexpectedly, when those hateful males saw the holy female knight turning into a dark oathbreaker, they hid faster than the Pixies.
Instead, five good sisters in the church followed her and joined the evil camp.
Perhaps to them, a god who could only vaguely respond to his believers was far less important than a sister who used her body to block swords and scimitars in order to save them.
Thus, a knight order that relied on accepting missions and was nominally affiliated with the Church of Pain was born.
But Laovita knew very well in her mind - what kind of church was this? There was no such thing as a church in Huiyao City.
Occasionally, Lowita could synchronize her thoughts with her own avatar, so she could only let Keira continue to make a living in Radiant City with her sisters.
Fortunately, the Maiden of Pain was neither a merciful nor a stingy god. She granted powerful divine abilities and a gifted combat skill called [Manifestation of Fear] to the Oath-Broken Female Knights who joined her.
This made the Knights' life in Radiant City much easier—
But living in pubs and the wild for years, with a few pretty women, how could life be easy...
Therefore, in this battle, Lovita did not bring her own Anti-Hexagonal Knights, but let those sisters enjoy a rare rest in the druid's base.
She herself followed the troops to the front line, ready to demonstrate her importance - although she miscalculated in the end.
The female knight, who smelled of alcohol, exchanged her spiked armor for a set of ill-fitting robes.
Long-term fighting and exercise have made this body very round, which makes the robe of this slim girl, who knows who's the girl, bulge out.
Especially the area from below the neck to above the belly, which made the giant's eyes widen.
"Little guy——"
The old skeleton in white robe suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky in a mysterious manner.
In reality, the old fellow was using the fire of his soul as a rearview mirror, peering at the robe that was a little too tight for his appearance.
"What did you grow up on? Do you drink a bucket of milk every day?"
There was a long pause, and the old skeleton, who liked to put his hands in his pockets, was satisfied before continuing to speak.
"You jumped down foolishly today, but..."
"Senior, does this plane still need gods in the future..."
Apparently, Lovita was still trapped in her own mental prison and didn't notice the old skeleton's thoughts.
One has to admit that Rillifane, who also used an extreme method to escape from the Astral Plane to the Material Plane, can very well understand Loviatar's current situation.
When ordinary creatures try to ascend to godhood, they are often filled with passion, impulse, and determination to put their obsessions into practice.
This was true for Rillifane, Loviatar, and even the now-dead Gruumsh, who chose to become a god in order to take revenge on the civilized races.
But as the gods of the astral world became indifferent to the main material world, and as the gods had already used self-hypnosis to make themselves continue to practice that thought;
No matter which era the gods came from, they all began to forget their original intentions.
If we say that the mortars were used with great force today, the one who suffered the most was the Elf Ranger Lin Liya;
The one who thought most deeply was the old skeleton Rillifane.
"Little one, what is God in your eyes?"
Putting away his improper thoughts, the white-robed skeleton turned around very seriously.
The sudden brake caught Alduin off guard as he was rubbing his beard to hide his crooked smile.
"What is God..."
Lovita looked ahead with lifeless eyes. She had thought about this question more than once in her long life.
But today, she had a completely different idea.
"I'm afraid that in front of such a weapon, God is just a stronger creature..."
After saying that, the girl shook her head and pursed her lips in self-mockery.
"Aha!
This view is exactly the same as that kid's!"
The old skeleton was not serious for more than two seconds, and his bellows-like voice began to become cynical again.
“The first time I talked to that guy, guess what he said to me?
He said: God is actually just a part of the cycle of all things.
Tsk tsk tsk, if Corellon hadn't been carrying out the Kingdom of God's Destruction at that time, I would have definitely taught that kid how our part could make other creatures cycle...
Ahem—we’re getting off topic, little guy.
What I want to ask is, a god, apart from being a little more powerful and living a little longer,
What is it about Him that can be worshipped by ordinary creatures and be worthy of the faith He has received?"