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The festival of Athena, the goddess of wisdom, was not grand, but most adults in the town were present.

The real sacrifice time was not long, only lasting less than a quarter of an hour. During the ceremony, a solemn and solemn atmosphere spread, and it was like a warm breath gently brushing across everyone's hearts, making everyone feel peaceful.

Even Murphy felt this special power.

He also found that on the strategic map, several zombies gathering sites close to Athenian towns seemed to be panic. Because the icons above showed that these zombies were evacuating back. And the icons were divided into two, one group escaped to the direction of the mountains, and one group hid in the dense forest.

Is this the power of the gods?

Just as Murphy was dazed at the faint light condensed on the sculpture of the goddess of wisdom Athena, a powerful pressure spread from the statue. This pressure bypassed the residents of the Athenian town, and with the town as the center, it released the land within a radius of fifty miles, which is the map detected by Murphy!

The supreme scepter, with the rage of thunder!

Even though the divine power of the female war god is still very weak, the pressure bursting out with the statue as the center still has an impact on all creatures in the evil camp. This power made the gnolls feel fear and tremble, making them irresistibly want to escape from the range covered by this force. These creatures with little wisdom feel more obvious and stronger about this most primitive and direct pressure!

At the last moment of the festival, all wonderful changes seemed to have occurred in Murphy's retina, because he saw a trace of white light appearing on the town residents praying outside the temple. These lights are either thick or thin, but they all gathered into one in the air. Then, under the guidance of the high priest, they were gradually incorporated into the statue of Athena, the goddess of wisdom.

The light turned into light spots, shining like fireflies around the golden statue.

When everything returns to peace, all the light spots are absorbed into the statue of the gods, and a small part of them is divided into the high priest who presided over the ceremony.

At the end of the ceremony, a faint white light appeared on the statue. It did not dissipate for a long time, and it seemed to be really carrying the light of the god!

The residents of the Athenian towns stared at the statue of the gods emitting a faint white light with awe, and carefully exited the temple little by little.

Murphy watched all this, and his thoughts in his heart were constantly changing.

What is the white light?

Is it faith? The power of the gods?

Will the light condensed by devout believers be thicker and brighter? This may explain why the light condensed by believers in the first row is brighter.

"Governor General! The power of the goddess has been restored. I hope you can build a new temple as soon as possible." The high priest's beautiful face was filled with a hint of light that had not yet dissipated. He looked like a god's apostle, which made people feel awe and could not tolerate the slightest blasphemy.

Murphy carefully looked at the woman in front of her in a pure white priest robe. She had soft lines and her body exuded a feminine gentle aura. As a high priest, godly apostle, she had a divine aura on her body. This made people feel intimate and had an inexplicable favor.

"Your strength is stronger?" Murphy asked guessfully at the pure white light that was faintly covered with the woman.

It seemed that today's festival gave Murphy a hint of favor from the high priest. Her face was no longer as calm as before, but a faint smile appeared, and her hands clasped her chest and said, "This is the goddess' gift!"

"I will arrange for the expansion of the temple tomorrow. But the most urgent task now is to clean up the gnolls entrenched outside the town of Athens." Murphy looked at the soft high priest in front of him and said in a deep voice: "I need to create a batch of holy water as soon as possible. Because with it, my warriors can fight fearlessly!"

The high priest looked at the handsome boy in front of him, and his soft face showed a hint of praise. She pointed to the female believers who had not left under the altar and slowly spoke: "Their faith is very pious and has the talent to become priests. With their help, the temple will be able to create the first batch of holy water tomorrow."

"Very good." Murphy nodded and continued, "Then I will assemble the army tomorrow."

After saying that, Murphy turned around and walked out of the temple.

"Wait!" Just as Murphy was about to walk out of the temple, the high priest seemed to remember something and called him again. "Governor, you are the lord of the town. You need a gentle and virtuous wife and have a child as soon as possible. Moreover, you are already an adult."

Murphy was stunned when he heard this. He did not expect that the high priest would actually say such a problem.

According to ancient ideas, a lord must have a child, because this means that everything can be passed on safely. Having a child has a great effect on uniting the territory and uniting people's hearts.

But as a modern person, Murphy is really not in a hurry to do this.

Besides, his body after traveling through time was only sixteen years old.

Seeing Murphy being slightly stunned, the high priest smiled and pointed at the newly-received priests who were quietly waiting under the altar, and said slowly: "They are the most beautiful girls in the town, and they are all pure virgins. If you don't want to marry now, you can choose one from among them to sleep."

Sleeping?

Is it similar to the ancient Tongfang girl?

Murphy looked at the newly promoted priests under the altar. Most of them were between fourteen and eighteen years old, with a beautiful appearance, a little tender between their eyebrows and eyes, but with a trace of purity and beauty of a girl. Under Murphy's gaze, these priests couldn't help but show a hint of shyness on their faces and unconsciously lowered their heads.

As his eyes passed by these girls, Murphy couldn't help but look at the high priest's soft face.

Compared to the beauty of these girls, the soft aura of mature women on the high priest was more attractive to Murphy. The soft lines, the delicate and mature body wrapped in the pure white priest's robe, the bulging on the chest and the roundness of the buttocks attracted Murphy's gaze. The holy aura as the spokesperson of the god made Murphy feel even more amazed and fascinated for a moment.

This is a woman who is as gentle as water but has a sunny atmosphere.

She is a woman who makes people feel peaceful when approaching her, just like a spring breeze blowing on her face, and all kinds of troubles are gone.

The high priest felt Murphy's gaze very sensitively. A hint of blush appeared on her white skin. She turned her back and said in a gentle voice: "I am the goddess's high priest, and I must ensure the purity of my body."

Murphy smiled faintly, then shrugged and turned away from the temple.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the dreamlike scene when the temple was first built, and the high priest suddenly overlapped with the goddess of wisdom Athena.

The festival made the residents of the town feel peaceful, which greatly alleviated the anxiety caused by the genocide of the werewolf these days.

The night ended, and the townspeople who had been busy all day began to fall asleep, and only the soldiers responsible for the night watch were still patrolling everything around.

Back at the Governor's Mansion, he lay back in his spacious and bright room. The soft goose-quilt quilt could arouse Murphy's sleepiness, but he still tuned out the auxiliary system of "Total War" and studied its changes carefully.

Temple: The Temple of Leadership

Level: Level 2 Temple. (Expandable.) (Note: A magnificent temple can always gain the respect of mortals and increase the chance of gaining believers.)

God: Athena

Clergy: wisdom, war, peace, abundance, craft

Divine Power: Lower Divine Power, Thunder (this is the power of the King of the Gods of Olympus!)

Divine Art: a second-level divine art grant.

Have clergy: 12 (maximum 36 clergy personnel can be trained)

Has believers: 846 people.

Next level: Add the third level of divine magic gift, and after upgrading to the temple, you can train the Templar Knights in the temple.

Description: The second-level temple has the magical technique that can give priests the healing of diseases and purify wounds. Through this temple that has been given glory by the goddess of wisdom Athena, the priests can create twelve ounces of holy water every day. Holy water can speed up the healing of wounds and treat some simple diseases. After taking the holy water out of the temple, it will lose its effectiveness after twenty-four hours.

Twelve ounces?

Murphy was not very familiar with this unit of measurement. In his vague memory, sixteen ounces seemed to be equal to one pound, while one pound was approximately equal to nine liang.

In ancient times, it was all hexadecimal.

After counting it, Uh, Murphy was a little dizzy.

The conclusion was that the holy water produced by the second-level temple was about half a pound of sacred water every day.

After the increase of believers, the "lower divine power (endangered)" in the auxiliary system data disappeared. Obviously, the power of the goddess of wisdom Athena is increased through the number of believers. The festival prepared today is obviously very useful, with more than 600 believers added in just one night. However, such things are unparalleled. If you want to strengthen the temple, you must first strengthen your territory. Without enough population support, everything is just empty talk.

However, the ability to train the Templar Knight mentioned in the auxiliary system aroused Murphy's curiosity.

According to Murphy's estimate, this Templar Knight, as the guardian of the temple, should have a good combat power.

But I don’t know if this Templar Knight is one of his troops?

If it is considered one of the troops, does that mean that he can recruit other troops unexpectedly from the Greek troops?

With his imagination of the bright future, Murphy slowly fell asleep.

But on the other side of the Governor's Mansion, Marquis Elizabeth, who was lying on the hard bed, could not sleep.

At this moment, her heart was filled with regret and self-blame...
Chapter completed!