I Have A City In An Alternate World

2758 I’ve found you (1)

This was a small noble, not of noble birth, and had a rough childhood.

He had almost drowned when he was young, and he had almost lost his life from food poisoning when he was young.

The only fortunate thing was that he had inherited the family’s territory and had a decent income.

The lives of the small aristocrats in the backward era were not as good as imagined, and their lives were pitifully monotonous.

The benefits of being born into a noble family were, at most, not lacking in food and clothing, and not having to worry about not being able to get a wife.

Of course, compared to ordinary people, it was still considered rich and colorful. Moreover, after having power, it was easier to obtain satisfaction.

He had participated in two Bandit-clearing battles and killed a heavily injured Bandit. Other than these things, the small noble had no particularly exciting experience in his life.

The middle-aged noble suddenly fell seriously ill and was only one step away from death.

Just as he was in despair and was prepared to die, a missionary of the temple came to his house.

The missionary had told the minor noble that as long as he followed his request and publicly swore to believe in a certain Lord God, he would have the chance to receive the blessing of the God and get rid of a fatal disease.

The minor noble had no faith in his life, so he was skeptical of the missionary’s words and even thought that he had other motives.

However, he was so ill that he did not have any choice. He could only hold a ceremony according to the other party’s instructions and swear to become a believer of God in public.

A miracle happened. The moment the small noble swore to become a believer of God, a light fell from the sky and wrapped the small noble.

The sudden turn of events stunned the onlooking crowd, and they had no idea what to do.

Only the missionary had a calm smile on his face the whole time, shouting words of thanks for the blessings of the gods.

Soon, the light dissipated, and the small noble, who had a face of death and looked like he would die at any moment, actually became young.

As for the disease that troubled the small noble, it had been completely cured. The small noble, who used to need support to walk, was now able to run and jump freely.

The onlookers were shocked. They knelt on the ground and prayed to become believers of God.

This incident spread and became a real miracle, even recorded by the temple.

As a bystander, Tang Zhen was able to sense that this matter had thick traces of acting from the beginning to the end.

The minor noble was not the one acting, and the audience was even more confused. The only one who understood was the missionary.

He used a special method to attract the blessings of the gods and performed a miracle in public.

The strength of the missionary cultivator was ordinary, but he could cast the blessing of the gods. This was obviously not an ability that he could have.

Tang Zhen became interested in this missionary. He looked at the corner of his eyes and continued to trace his fate.

Soon, he saw a scene. The missionary was in a temple, surrounded by many believers who were dressed like him.

On the high platform in front of them, an old cultivator with a stern face was explaining something to the crowd.

Tang Zhen couldn’t hear anything, but he could guess the content of the old cultivator’s words from the other party’s mouth movement.

It turned out that they were planning something big and were preparing to create some miracles to increase the number of believers.

The method to create miracles was to offer sacrifices to the gods through special means and accidentally obtain a batch of God grace talismans.

As long as the talisman was activated, it could attract the grace of God and create a miracle.

When Tang Zhen saw this, he already knew the reason why the small noble was cured. As expected, he had used a special tool. Google seaʀᴄh ɴoᴠel ꜰɪre.nᴇt

The method was not brilliant, but it was very effective. The more ignorant an era was, the more effective it was.

When Tang Zhen saw this, he shifted his consciousness to the old man who had spoken. He wanted to see what kind of method the other party had used to obtain the symbol puppet that could create a miracle.

Tang Zhen’s perspective changed. Without any hesitation, he followed the other party’s string of fate.

Only when a scene appeared in front of him did Tang Zhen stop his rapid transmigration. He began to watch it seriously.

In the center of the huge and primitive altar, there was a deep pit with countless bodies floating in it.

Looking at the clothes of the corpses, they were obviously prisoners of war.

There were even more prisoners of war who were tied up with ropes and forced to the altar, and then their throats were cut by the executioners with obsidian knives.

This was a sacrifice of living people, which was barbaric and bloody.

Such a dark and cruel scene was actually a sacrifice to a true God. The statue stood in the middle of the blood pool, with a compassionate smile on its face.

Around the blood pool, there were priests and cultivators wearing rune robes and masks.

They chanted spells loudly with pious expressions on their faces, turning a blind eye to the screams and begging of the captives.

As the blood accumulated deeper and deeper, and more and more corpses floated, the solemn and huge god statue began to slowly react.

In the calm blood pool, a string of bubbles appeared, as if it was boiling in a very short time.

Something that looked like blood vessels and tendons quickly formed on the surface of the blood pool. Then, like slithering venomous snakes, they went straight for the God statue and wrapped around it.

The moment they came into contact with the statue, the fearsome blood vessels immediately climbed up and covered the surface of the statue in a short time.

The God statue, which was already somewhat strange, now looked extremely gloomy and seemed to be emitting an inexplicable evil aura.

The priests and cultivators around the blood pool were excited and couldn’t help but speed up their chanting.

At the same time, he stared at the statue with desire in his eyes, as if he was a slave driven by desire.

To them, this was a response from the gods, a result they had been waiting for.

They had to seize the opportunity to let the gods know their demands, and then pray for divine grace!

In order to ensure that their goal could be achieved, more prisoners of war were pushed to the edge of the blood pool and directly killed before being pushed into the blood pool.

In just a short time, nearly a thousand prisoners of war were killed, and their wails and screams resounded through the sky.

This was the price of making a deal with the gods. Only with enough sacrifices could the gods pay attention to the ants.

The blood vessels in the blood pool became denser while the blood vessels on the God statue started to extend towards the inside of the God statue.

If one looked closely, one would notice that the eyes of the statue were flickering with a dark light.

“Bang Bang Bang!”

The sound of a heartbeat came from the statue, and the surface of the blood pool began to move slowly like a heart.

A soft sigh came from the endless void. The blood in the blood pool was absorbed in an instant.

As for the corpses of the captives in the blood pool, they had all become mummies, without a trace of water.

The huge god statue in the middle of the blood pool turned blood red in an instant, and an indescribable oppressive aura spread out.

The high priests and believers knelt down one after another, their eyes full of fanaticism, staring at the statue in the middle of the blood pool.

With the God statue as the center, the dazzling light spread out in all directions, bringing with it an extremely holy aura.

When one was affected by this aura, they would be awed and their bodies would shiver under the immense pressure.

divine grace has descended! Divine grace has descended!

A Bishop cheered loudly, which was echoed by the other priests and cultivators. Their voices were filled with respect and joy.

In the dazzling light, blood-colored crystals that looked like runes floated quietly around the statue, exuding a shocking aura.

As for the statue in the light, it was as if it had a life of its own. It was slowly looking at the believers around it with cold and merciless eyes.

When the statue’s gaze fell on a certain spot, it suddenly stopped and then let out a roar.

The mysterious and solemn atmosphere was broken in an instant, and the surrounding cultivators and priests didn’t know what to do.

“I’ve found you. Let’s see where you can hide!”

Tang Zhen’s figure slowly walked out from among the cultivators beside the blood pool as he softly said with a face full of smiles.