novelraw #204 - Section 204
#204 - Section 204
A Divine Spark is a god's vessel, containing the upper limit of divinity, and also functions as a supercomputer, assisting in managing the connection between the god and their believers.
A Divine Domain is the authority held by a god, mutually exclusive and incompatible. Gods of the same or adjacent domains will fight until only one ruler remains.
Therefore, the domains held by the Seven Gods are all different, and they do not want new gods to be born, so that they can become more powerful.
A Divine Domain with good compatibility with oneself and one's believers, and with a sufficient number of believers, can greatly accelerate a god's growth.
Therefore, Afu's choice of "Freedom" as his core domain seems very unrelated.
Afu felt a little uncomfortable under the gazes of so many mages, as if they wanted to tear him apart, and subconsciously hid behind Roger.
The Empire has never captured a living god, let alone a newborn, complete deity. Of course, the mages want to study and explore it carefully...
We solemnly promise that we will never dissect him.
Roger touched Afu's head and looked at the Eternal Night Empress: "I need this room to be limited to members with Level 1 permission or higher."
Within the Arcane Society, permission is the most fundamental division of levels. The Eternal Night Empress is the only Level 0, and the advisors are Level 1.
According to the Empress's previous orders, Roger is also Level 1, and some researchers with additional contributions also have Level 1 permission.
The Eternal Night Empress agreed to Roger's request, and soon most of the mages left, leaving less than ten people.
Roger then began to explain: "This is for the next step of the plan. Freedom is the true essence pursued by virtual spaces. Many of the characteristics brought by this domain can allow Afu's faith to spread secretly throughout the multiverse."
"You want to directly start a war with the gods for faith? That will kill Afu." The Eternal Night Empress shook her head, disagreeing with Roger's plan.
If a war of faith breaks out, they can hide behind the scenes, but Afu will bear the brunt, facing the pressure of the gods directly.
Roger laughed: "No, I'm not going to seize faith. I'm just using the means of bestowing faith to plant seeds of rebellion in the multiverse."
Facing a pair of puzzled eyes, he said seriously: "We can find promising young people in the multiverse, not to make them directly believe in Afu, but to let them log into a special virtual space, accept tasks, receive rewards, and become stronger as quickly as possible, establishing their own forces."
"This special virtual space, I suggest calling it—the System."
As he explained in detail, everyone seemed to understand his intention behind this plan.
Cultivate powerhouses to fight against the gods in more worlds, and then guide those powerhouses to establish their own forces, so that they will fight to protect their own worlds.
The Eternal Night World will then provide further support as needed, or directly participate in the war.
This is also a proxy war, but the scope is not the surrounding area, but distant other planes, exceeding normal means of support.
Through the mystery of the gods, it is much simpler.
To promote the dangers of a certain plane's faith in the gods through normal channels is not only ineffective, but will also be beaten out.
Those worlds are already passively waiting for the judgment of the gods to come, and even if their own world turns into nothingness, they have no power to resist.
This is corruption from the upper levels. Worlds like the Eternal Night World, with chaotic forces and the birth of a ruler like the Eternal Night Empress, are only a very few.
The real powerhouses have already transcended the constraints of the plane. How much determination to fight to the death for a world remains unknown.
And how can we be sure that this group at the top of the pyramid has not been targeted by the Seven Gods and already been bought off?
As the saying goes, it is hard to know a person's heart from their face. The Seven Gods' foundation is too terrifying.展开合作in other planes, through previous contact, it can be confirmed that it is an extremely difficult path.
The ruling class has already given up. If you want to establish a force to resist the Seven Gods in those worlds, you can only start from the bottom, cultivate completely innocent souls from scratch, and make them hate the existence of gods from the very beginning.
However, the growth rate of normal cultivation is very slow. If you want the powerhouses they choose to catch up with this battle, only cheat-like speed is possible.
This is the inspiration for Roger to make Afu a god, and then have him play the role of the system:
Isn't the system a kind of cheat?
Facing the gods, they are really like rats in the sewer, with only the opportunity to secretly grow stronger.
Secretly cultivate a bunch of children of destiny in planes that may be targeted by the Seven Gods. As long as one of them grows up and establishes a new force, it can create trouble for the Seven Gods' camp to advance to the Eternal Night World.
The slower the time for the final battle to come, the more development time the Empire will have.
This is the plan he forgot before, and can now be named the System Child Plan.
Of course, it can also be called the Mola Mola Plan, producing as many eggs as possible, and even if only a few can grow up...
As long as they buy enough time, Roger also has another arrangement for the Eternal Night World itself:
The Wandering Plane Plan!
Through the System Child Plan, buy time and understand the Seven Gods' intelligence.
If it is confirmed that the enemy is invincible, then during this period, the Empire should have completely mastered the entire world through various means.
Then immediately reinforce the world, and then start the escape program, enter the Astral Plane, and prevent the Seven Gods from finding them.
After explaining all his thoughts, Roger looked at the Eternal Night Empress.
His previous arrangements can still be classified as experimental projects, but the subsequent implementation will not work. It requires the Empress to decide whether to invest resources to continue the execution.
Chapter 181 System Child, Come Forth!
In the currently available intelligence, even Xia Na's answer cannot explain whether the Seven Gods are determined to take the Eternal Night World, or simply because their plane is blocking the Seven Gods' inevitable path and happens to need to be crushed.
However, with the Arcane Society's mastery of the plane system, and Naline's promise, leaving the original plane and wandering in the Astral Plane is an operation that sounds difficult, but can definitely be achieved.
In addition, the Plane Child Plan is equivalent to actively creating trouble for the Seven Gods, delaying the time they arrive at the Eternal Night World. This is basically the greatest effort of the weaker side to gain the initiative.
It just has the suspicion of using the lives of other planes to buy time for themselves...
"I basically agree to the continued development of the above plan." The Eternal Night Empress seriously and solemnly chose to copy the homework, "Go to the Sky Sea Tower and let Lord Galili recommend a few System Children."
"Thank you for your support, Your Majesty." Roger took a deep look at this woman.
He was still afraid that she would rather die than run away, and would fight the Seven Gods to the end.
The Eternal Night Empress seemed to have heard his thoughts, and explained rather uneasily: "Fighting to the end is because I can't see hope. Since we still have room to develop, then of course we can operate a little."
"Your subject understands." Roger couldn't help but smile. This shy Empress was also a little cute.
The mages present, such as Frankenstein, also looked at Roger with admiration.
Understanding the true intentions of the Seven Gods, they also had great fear in their hearts, feeling that the hope of their world's victory was slim.
Everyone is not the kind of mindless fanatic. Objectively analyzing the strength gap between the two sides will inevitably lead to a rather desperate conclusion.
Now that Roger has finished explaining his previous arrangements, it is to find a possible path in despair.
Magical industrialization is good for everything, the only problem is that it takes time to develop, to make the Empire's war machine operate with unprecedented efficiency.
Now Roger has bought them time.
Everyone also understood why he hid this step of the plan from them before.
Roger chose to forget this matter before, probably because he was afraid that the gods would interrupt Afu's consecration and cause a complete defeat.
It was even possible to expose Xia Na's existence and directly attract the attention of the Seven Gods to the Eternal Night World.
Now that Afu's consecration ceremony has been completed, he has entered a state of concealment by virtue of the power of freedom, and the Seven Gods cannot find such a deity who secretly develops believers.
And with the consecrated Afu, with the help of the Free Divine Spark, they have the operational space to carry out the System Child Plan.
Only on the basis of the successful System Child Plan can the Eternal Night World successfully execute the subsequent Wandering Plane Plan.
This is a series of operations, taking risks and pulling when the enemy has already occupied an absolute advantage. Any mistake may lead to a complete defeat.
Roger completed the preliminary layout alone, and they were even more grateful to this young man for shouldering all the pressure.
As everyone walked towards the teleportation array, Frankenstein and several other researchers bowed to Roger:
"If the Empire can continue, Lord Charles's contribution will be indispensable. You have worked hard these days."
They are good at research, but they can't handle this kind of tactical work, they really can't.
"It's okay, I've always wanted to be a Wallfacer."
Roger scratched his head, revealing a somewhat shy smile.
Well, if you can talk, say more, it's okay, I'm not embarrassed, praise me as much as you want!
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On the undulating sea, a three-masted warship was being pushed back and forth by the waves. In the face of the power of heaven and earth, even the largest warship was like a toy and had no ability to protect itself.
In the bottom cabin, the air was so turbid that it made people want to vomit.
A large group of skinny people slumped powerlessly on the ground, which was covered with traces of vomit and even stained with clothes.
But in such an environment, living and breathing had already exhausted all their strength. Where would these prisoners of war dare to expect luxuries like clean water to wash their bodies?
In a slightly cleaner corner of the cabin, a thin white-haired girl hugged a girl a few years younger, letting her rest on her lap and gently calling in her ear:
"Sister, hold on, I'll find a priest to see you when we get ashore... Wow!"
The ship was shaking so badly that many times the sudden waves made her wonder if she was flying in the sky.
Under such changes, she finally couldn't restrain the churning in her stomach and turned her head to vomit some clear gastric acid.
Because she hadn't eaten much at all, where would there be food in her stomach to vomit?
The girl on her lap was also awakened, opened her eyes wide, and waved her hands randomly in the air: "Sister, I'm scared, I'm so scared... It's so dark here, I can't see anything..."
The girl quickly grabbed her sister's hand and comforted her: "Sister is here, don't panic, don't panic, I'm here."
She struggled to drag her sister and leaned towards the oil lamp that illuminated the place in the constantly shaking cabin.
"Sister, I can't see, I'm so scared, did you really light the lamp..."
The girl held her hand without much strength, and her face was flushed with fever.
The girl looked at her sister's blankly open, featureless eyes, and then looked at the lamp in front of her, finally realizing something, and hugged her tightly.
Because of the long-term fever without treatment, her eyes may have been burned out.
"Oh dear, sister, the waves are too big and the lamp went out. Go to sleep for a while, we'll light the lamp again at dawn, okay?"
She gently comforted the girl, not daring to tell her the truth.
The girl did not have much energy after all. Under her sister's soft comfort, she gradually fell asleep, but her breathing became slower and slower.
The girl could feel her sister's life becoming weaker and weaker, and tears of despair fell uncontrollably.
The sea waves were raging, they were already slaves of a fallen country with an uncertain future, and they were on the enemy's warship. Where could they find a priest for treatment?
She begged the soldier who delivered the food, willing to pay everything, but received no mercy.
"If such a small child is sick, don't bother with it. There won't be any suitable work for her ashore, unless... I believe you wouldn't be willing, would you?"
The soldier looked at the girl's delicate face. Although she was very thin and dirty, she could be considered a beauty.
As for her sister, she hasn't grown up yet. Except for some nobles with special hobbies, no one is interested in this kind of sick person.
But if she falls into the hands of those people, can she still be considered alive?
What's more, he is just a soldier at the bottom level, where is he qualified to ask those priest masters to save a seriously ill prisoner of war.
It turns out that there has never been any hope in front of me.
The girl desperately hugged her sister, feeling that even her heartbeat was slowing down, biting her lip hard, and whispering: "Gods of the heavens, omnipotent gods, if anyone can hear my voice, save my sister, I am willing to dedicate my god and soul to you... Is there any god who can hear my plea..."
Her words were full of tears and blood, but no mysterious and great existence responded to her.
Gods only love those strong sheepdogs who can manage more lambs for him, and are unwilling to directly provide poverty relief to fragile lambs.
The power of faith is not blown by the wind, every investment is hoping to get a report, not wasted on useless people.
Bang!
The ship suddenly shook violently, and the girl was thrown into the air. The head of the sister in her arms directly hit the upper deck, and blood flowed from her head.
The girl quickly hugged her sister, wanting to stop the bleeding for her, but her small hands couldn't stop the blood.
The girl woke up in pain, carefully grabbed the girl: "Sister, don't worry about me, I'm too sick and blind, don't worry about me... You just try to survive for me, don't hate the enemy, forget me, live well yourself, we don't have the capital to hate the victors... Don't worry about me, this blind man..."
"No... I don't want to..."
The girl hugged the girl in her arms, and hatred also appeared on her face, "It turns out that God has never had any mercy, those cold and ruthless things, why are we worthy of praising them every day?"
[Ding! Sensing that the host has recognized the truth of the world, My Fate is Up to Me System unlocked.]
[Newbie Task: Assassinate the Captain. Task Reward: Treatment Injury Scroll X1, Underwater Breathing Scroll X2]
"Because the host's strength is relatively weak, in order to balance the difficulty of the task, a newbie gift pack is rewarded. Do you want to open it immediately?"
The girl looked at the constantly flashing text in front of her with some surprise and bewilderment, not quite understanding what it was.