"Half-orcs, humans, gray dwarves, and rat people, there are now four races of believers."
"There will be more in the future."
"Today's planning is too chaotic, which is not conducive to the growth of believers and the growth of faith."
"Maybe--"
"It's time to build a city."
half a month later.
Li Yue passed on a blueprint for building a city to Priest Hogg.
With the Thunder Cult as the main group, four major races are arranged.
Start building the city!
Of course.
A city cannot be built overnight.
But after all, the rice is eaten bit by bit.
If you don't eat it.
never grow up.
"My lord, your humble servant, obey your oracle."
Hogg said respectfully.
His eyes were full of enthusiasm and excitement.
Built the city!
A city that belongs to the believers of the God of Thunder!
It seems to him.
It is an important symbol of the growing strength of the Thunder Cult!
Priest Hogg went on a trip to the Grey Dwarf tribe.
This is a hill near the Gruumsh tribe.
Some of the gray dwarves who were relocated lived here.
They are already used to it.
Live in a cave.
As for the remaining grey dwarves.
Naturally, he stayed in that mine and continued mining and forging.
"Respected Priest Hogg."
Ocalai smiled and saluted.
"Hello, my dear friend."
Priest Hogg smiled.
He did not despise Ocalai just because he was the chief priest of the Thunder Order.
after all--
He is only a third-order leader-level spellcaster.
And Ocalai.
It is a fourth-order lord-level spellcaster.
at the same time.
The other party is also the spiritual leader of thousands of gray dwarves.
"I don't know that the Lord Priest is coming..."
Ocalai didn't talk nonsense at all, and asked directly.
This is also the style of their dwarves.
Of course.
Hogg Priest, as a half-orc, has the same style:
"My lord handed down an oracle to build a city."
His voice was solemn and solemn.
"Built the city?"
"I understand what the priest means."
"My lord oracle, my Blade Tribe will do my best!"
Ocalai's eyes lit up without hesitation.
For buildings -
They are a family of grey dwarves.
Still have some ideas.
after all--
in the underground world.
Their gray dwarves are the vassals of the dark elves.
The main thing is to mine, build, and build dungeons for the dark elves!
"May my lord bless the Blade Tribe."
Priest Hogg slapped his chest three times in a row and said reverently.
...
A hidden underground more than 260 kilometers away.
A large number of rat people stood silently and silently everywhere like shadows.
Every Ratman.
His eyes were full of piety and fanaticism.
They were dressed in tight black leather armor and held daggers.
Dressed up as an assassin.
In the center of the tribe, in the ancestral hall of the gods.
The hidden god looked in front of him excitedly.
It was a bone dragon with the fire of a raging red soul burning in its eye sockets!
Spreading its wings more than 100 meters, every bone is covered with strange patterns.
With a pale but iron-hard sheen.
Sharp claws.
Longwei swayed gently, and the tip flashed with a terrifying cold light.
"Great my lord, your loyal servant Theodore pays you the highest respect!"
The huge bone dragon lowered its head and made a low and cold voice in its mouth.
"very good!"
The hidden god was full of excitement.
Eighth-order legendary bone dragon!
There is this skull dragon.
There is also the "professional altar" given by the true god, so that the strength of his followers has skyrocketed.
He is quite sure now.
The head of the God of Thunder can be chopped off!
thought here.
His whole face flushed a lot.
Heart surging.
No more hesitation.
In this underground space.
The divine might shook, and his voice resounded like the might of the heavens:
"My heroic believer, go!"
"Use the weapons in your hands to tear apart all enemies!"
"I am watching you in the kingdom of God!"
His voice fell.
God's Domain opened.
The bone dragon that spread its wings more than 100 meters flew out.
"hold head high!"
Shocking dragon roar exploded!
All the Rat People were dizzy.
But they looked at the giant bone dragon, but their faces were frenzied.
"My Lord's glory is eternal!"
"My Lord's followers, kill!"
"Kill all those damn false god believers!"
The priest of the hidden god waved his staff and shouted excitedly.
Boom!
Bone dragon headed.
Eight hundred ratmen who had been transferred to the second-tier troops 'throat-cutters' followed and rushed out.
Besides.
There are also more than fifty third-order ratmen.
And more than ten Tier 4 Rat People!
These--
It all originated from the gift of the true god of the dead, 'Jeremiah'!