Chapter 598 Between Destiny (4)
Doctrine, no matter how nice it is, only serves one purpose.
Help God gain divine power.
Divine power does not entirely come from the prayers of believers. The point is how many believers will carry out God's will.
Just like Tempus, the god of war, if all his believers pray at home, Tempus will not become more powerful, but will fall from the throne. And if his believers go around fighting wars or provoking wars, Tempus will not become more powerful. Even if there are only a few believers, Tempus can still continuously obtain divine power.
Of course, this does not mean that the number of believers is not important. The larger the base, the higher the probability of devout believers. The more devout believers there are, the more people will naturally carry out God’s will, except for a few rare cases (such as Shar, Lady of the Night, Pharasma, Mother of Souls), all gods want their followers to be everywhere.
Of course, the same is true for the evil god Lord Centipede. If he is behind all this, then after the Demon King God disappears, the Lord Centipede should immediately jump out and start gathering the collapsed believers of the Demon King God. Even if he has not become the mainstream at the plane level by now Belief must be blended into a well-known religion.
The result?
The Church of the Lord of Centipedes is only a niche church in the realm of demons. It cannot be any more niche. Only killers, executioners or some gangsters will believe in Him. They are like rats in the gutter. The mainstream beliefs have nothing to do with Him. None.
Just eating some leftovers after busy work, the Lord of Hundreds of Feet is too humble.
And if we take believers as the goal and consider the mastermind behind the mystery of the Demon King's disappearance, there are too many objects to be suspicious of.
A number of good gods, including Lathander, as well as neutral gods such as Herophire and Tempus, are all on the suspicious list, because they have all been mixed into mainstream religions, at least at the level of the state religion.
But what about thinking about it from another angle?
What if the mastermind behind the scenes wants the power of the Demon King instead of the believers?
The Demon King God is a racial god. The advantage of a racial god is that as long as the race does not disappear, even if you do not believe in him, he will obtain a certain amount of divine power, which is equivalent to a guarantee.
For example, the dwarf god Moradin, the elf king Corellon, the spider goddess Rose, etc.
The disadvantage is that it is difficult for racial gods to expand their faith outwards. There are almost no believers from foreign races. Unlike non-racial gods, there are believers of all races, as long as they meet the requirements of the god.
It sounds good. Having a guarantee means an iron rice bowl. But on the other hand, once the iron rice bowl is taken away, the racial gods who cannot expand outward will immediately fall from their thrones.
Taking the image just seen as a clue, the mastermind behind the scenes should have deceived the seven apostles closest to the Demon King God, allowing them to resist in the dark and use rituals to cut off the connection between the Demon King God and the mortal world.
When the Allied Forces of the Four Nations fought against Viola, they would use the shielding circle to block Li Chengqi's direct intervention. This is ironclad evidence!
After that, with just one push from behind, the Demon King God will naturally be doomed.
This is why Rose particularly hates her own daughter Eilistraee. Her attempt to bring the drow back to the surface is tantamount to digging up Rose's foundation. If it is dug out, Rose will definitely be gone.
Of course, it is easy to say, but in fact, as long as the Demon King and God are even slightly aware of the whole process, it is impossible to succeed.
Aldai felt that she was getting closer and closer to the truth. What she needed to figure out now was who was behind the scenes, and how much of the poison left over from that time was still in the Demon Realm.
Nemea did not join in the conversation between Aldai and Zora. She, a tiefling, indeed had nothing to do with the demon clan.
While the two were discussing, Nemea stood on the edge of the pit and looked around.
"Professor, do you think the cup thrown into the pit in the video just now is still there?"
She was really scared of poverty and actually cared about this issue. Aldai was also stunned when he heard this. Oh yes, the cup might still be there. Even if the cup is gone, the miserable green flames burning at the bottom of the pit in the image just now should have left some traces for reference.
So Aldai checked the darkness entrenched in the hole, then made a few gestures and shot a shining ball of light into the pit.
That is the art of daylight.
The daylight spell is not only equivalent to an advanced version of the light spell, which can illuminate a large area, but can also dispel all magical or non-magical darkness with a spell level not higher than that of the caster.
The light ball was shot down, and after a moment, the darkness began to disintegrate. After a few seconds, the smoke-like darkness completely dissipated.
The pit was visually estimated to be three or four meters deep. It looked like an explosion pit created by something rather than being dug out. Large tracts of white bones were densely packed at the bottom of the pit, enough to make one's scalp numb.
The silver cup that Nemea cared about was right next to the pit. Perhaps it was not burned by the green flames because it was not thrown to the center.
Aldai used her mage's hand to take out the silver cup. When the translucent force field palm touched the white bones, the touch was like a particularly pink and crispy biscuit. It fell apart with a light touch, leaving a lingering smell in her hand. Slippery discomfort.
The mage's hands have the characteristic of being tactile but not painful, which makes people feel uncomfortable for the first time...
But fortunately, the silver cup was indeed taken out, and under the detection of magic, it flashed with strong magic aura, and it was also a perfect magic item by visual inspection.
The all-silver cup has a handle on one side, and the front and back are inlaid with two dove-egg-sized gems, one red and one blue, and are rimmed with fine diamonds.
To this day, the dark red color can still be seen inside the cup, which looks like coagulated plasma. It is estimated that the last time it was used was not to hold wine.
Aldai just checked it briefly, nodded and said to Neemia: "Thank you for reminding me, I will give you a large bonus when I get back."
She said this because Aldai knew this thing.
This is an elemental cup. Its most basic ability is to instantly summon a large fire element and a large water element at level 40. Like the Sun Flame Sword, different manufacturers will add different elements. Functions and details need to be carefully evaluated.
Since entering the ruins, although there are many embarrassing things, I have been getting closer and closer to the truth, and I have also gained two perfect magic items, both of which are of great historical and research value.
This is because Aldai's nerves were burned out due to a high fever she had as a child, and her face has no expression. Otherwise, looking at her face now, she would probably look like a husky when she smiles.
Putting the cup of elements into the magic bag and keeping it for later identification, the three of them walked around the pit and opened another door on the opposite side of the room.
Still moving along the corridor, this time turning around again, a circular hall appeared in front of him.
After going around and around, it actually came back again?
(End of chapter)