"God of Desolation? What is that? Is that evil god believed in by those blasphemers?" Alamil heard Abel say that he had nothing to do with a big deal, but he was more concerned about what he was talking about. →shu→.

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Looking at Alamil, who looked confused and seemed to have never heard of the God of Desolation, Abel frowned. The God of Desolation had spread among the garrison troops at the border posts, but the noble officers of the ruling class had never heard of it. This made Abel feel very strange. If the God of Desolation wanted to erode the empire, wouldn't it be better to spread the faith from the nobles and the top leaders?

Could it be that the noble officer in front of him is actually a marginal figure and has not been valued? Abel's thinking seemed a bit crooked, but he still asked Alamir: "As the captain of the garrison here, have your soldiers tried to spread strange beliefs to you?"

After saying that, Abel looked at the officer of the high elf, but his hands unconsciously touched the handle of the elf scimitar on his back. If Alarim believed in something that should not be believed, Abel would definitely cut off his head as soon as possible.

"Strange faith? How could this be possible? The law of the Empire stipulates that except for the elves that the empire officially allowed to believe in, any other faith is denied as heresy. Once the heresy faith appears, all relevant personnel will be killed together, without exception. The rules of the Emperor* are even stricter. For the past century, I have been stationed in the border post tower and have strictly required soldiers. If the heresy faith is revealed by me, they will definitely be purified as soon as possible." Alamir did not continue to speak proudly in ancient elves at this time, and replaced it with the universal elves.

However, the incident of Alamil's change of language did not attract any attention. Whether it was Abel or Chanti, he was more concerned about what he said.

"Is it eroding the lower-level soldiers first, not the higher-level officers? This is not like the usual style of the believers of the Waste God." Abel stroked his chin, puzzled.

According to the official records of the Netherel Empire, the erosion of the God of Desol usually starts from the ruling class of one race, and then spreads the faith of the God of Desol from top to bottom across the entire race and takes it into its own control. In this way, the grassroots soldiers have begun to perform blood sacrifices, but the situation where the senior officers know nothing is contrary to the usual style of the believers of the God of Desol, which makes Abel confused.

"The soldiers under your command are already performing blood sacrifices, but you, the garrison captain, know nothing. The emperor is indeed excellent!" However, Chanti was not confused like Abel. After hearing Alamil's explanation, he immediately looked sarcastic. This situation where the soldiers under him have become cults and the officers know nothing. From her perspective, it is obvious that the emperor Alamil, the emperor, is incompetent.

Chanti's ridicule made Alamir blush with unwillingness and anger. He held his hands tightly and his fingernails pierced into his palms, but in the end he admitted: "This is my negligence. I only paid attention to whether the soldiers were strict in their daytime training, whether they were loyal to their duties while on duty, and ignored their private behavior, did not communicate in depth with them, and did not show their depravity in time."

Alamil frankly admitted his mistake, which surprised Chanti and Abel. It was really surprising that the always arrogant high-spirits would bow their heads.

"Okay, now is not the time to hold the responsibility. The most urgent task is to determine how far the faith of the Waste God has spread." Abel stopped Chanti, who wanted to continue to say something, looked at Alamir: "You are the captain of the garrison here. How many soldiers do you have? How many of them participated in the blood sacrifice and believed in the Waste God? Do you have trustworthy subordinates on the side of the sentry tower?"

After hearing the question raised by Abel to himself, Alamil thought about it carefully and shook his head with frustration: "I'm afraid the hundred soldiers under me have been confused by heretic beliefs. When I see that when they are performing the blood sacrifice, almost all the soldiers except the soldiers on duty are at the scene of the blood sacrifice.

At that time, the four veteran soldiers and officers in the garrison were subdued. Without officers, ordinary soldiers would obey the command of veteran soldiers and officers, and those four veteran soldiers could control everyone."

Alamier's words made Ebel's face look a little ugly, not because he felt ugly because the whistle tower lost control, but because he was worried about the meaning that these soldiers were collectively eroded by the Waste God.

From Alamir's introduction, we can know that this is already the northernmost border of the Elf Empire. It is rare to see the northern provinces that have been safe for hundreds of years. Except for the regular transportation and supplies of logistics troops, no one will arrive here. In this case, these soldiers can fall and be eroded by the desolate gods. It is conceivable what kind of situation the empire should be.

This is not because Abel is worried about nothing. You should know that Alamil is stationed on the border post. In the past hundred years, except for the change of troops and the transportation of materials, there will be no one else coming here, nor will he have any close communication with the empire. In this case, if the God of Waste alone erodes these only one hundred soldiers, what is the point? Could it be that Alamil is the son of the plane, and all things in this world will revolve around him?

If you send out an impossible option, the remaining answer is the answer. The sentry tower where Alamil is stationed is influenced by the outside world and the faith of the God of Desolation spreads in, rather than their own belief in the God of Desolation.

There are only two ways to spread the faith of the Waste God in this sentry tower. One is the change of the troops stationed at the outskirts themselves, veterans retire and new recruits join the army. In this process, if the new recruits have already believed in the Waste God, it is easy to bring the faith of the Waste God into this small sentry tower that is almost isolated from the world.

The other is logistics supply.

Abel, who was unintentionally puzzling how the faith of the Desolate God spread, thought about it carefully, but he still felt that he could not let these more than a hundred believers of the Desolate Gods be allowed to hold more blasphemy rituals and even summon the Desolate Gods family? Theoretically, one hundred believers of the Desolate Gods are enough to summon a Desolate Gods family after offering sacrifices.

"You said they were performing a blood sacrifice before, where did the sacrifice come from? Are there villages or towns of high elves around here?" Abel looked at Alamir and suddenly remembered this question. It is impossible to say that the logistics supplies of the Elf Empire also include the sacrifices used by the cult blood sacrifice, right?
Chapter completed!