In the world of swords and magic, gods are not immortal.

The tides in the world are rising and falling, and prosperity is sorrowful and demise. I don’t know how many countries and nations are changing. The same is true for the gods who are above. Every few hundred or thousands of years, the gods who hold different clergy will have life and death, and they will change their lives and deaths.

Specifically, a certain god will also fluctuate during its existence for a long time. For example, the tyranny god Bann was repeatedly killed and resurrected repeatedly; while the murder god Cirick, who likes conspiracy and tricks, is purely a funny guy and likes to commit suicide.

Cirik made a book called Cirik. He originally wanted to harm others, but he turned himself into an idiot and fell from the divine realm.

It wanders around the world in a daze, its spirit is good and bad, its powerful divine power is exhausted, and it has reached a very weak point.

But the God of Murder's mentality of playing tricks will never change. It originally possessed a Baen believer like a prank, trying to make trouble for the enemy behind his back.

But because Zhou Qingfeng made a move, the believer of Bann was arrested, and Cirick, who had only one divine thought, was unable to change the ending. Naturally, he had to find the next possession object.

It’s so good that Mr. Zhou appears.

Compared to other adventurers who are brave and ruthless and only know brute force, Zhou Qingfeng seems much more "interesting". Because the God of Murder was ridiculed by him, he inspires memories and remembers who he is. So it simply possesses itself.

Zhou Qingfeng is only a first-level thief at this time, and his strength is too weak to resist such possession. Cialek was originally confident that he wanted to play with the soul of this mortal and let him pay the price for his remarks of mocking the gods.

Then......

This body is very wrong, it can enter but not exit. The thoughts in his mind are strange. He doesn't believe in God at all, and he even regards God as a kind of waste-like existence - the spirit will believe in you for a day or two, as long as it doesn't work...

The common people who plant flowers that cannot be sought after the rain often drag the Dragon King out of the temple. It will not rain even if it is beaten. The Dragon King is afraid that it will be useless and has no ability, so I will just burn it.

When he understood Zhou Qingfeng's strange logic of treating the gods, Cirick was extremely surprised and understood why he could not escape - this kid was a true unbeliever. His thoughts were completely independent and incompatible with the world of swords and magic.

What's even more unlucky is that if this kid dies, the trapped Cialique will die with him.

This is absolutely unacceptable.

The God of Murder had only one way to escape - turn this kid into his own believer, let his mind be loopholes, and let him worship him. Only in this way can he turn the enemy into a favorable position and forcibly possess the kid's body.

But this kid doesn't believe in God at all.

The God of Murder, who encountered new problems, was silent and existed for hundreds or thousands of years. This was the first time this happened.

Zhou Qingfeng was also silent.

If a crazy believer is possessed by the gods he believes in, he will inevitably be happy, willing to sacrifice himself and feel that it is supreme glory.

But Zhou Qingfeng is not a crazy believer, he is not even a believer. He doesn't like that normal person who likes to have another consciousness in his body, even if the other person is a god.

After being possessed, Zhou Qingfeng briefly experienced fear, fear, helplessness and other processes. But he quickly made it clear that his body was still the one who made the decision, and that guy named Cialek could not dominate his own destiny.

“Victor.”

A shout brought back Zhou Qingfeng, whose thoughts were scattered.

Todd waved his hand in front of Zhou Qingfeng's eyes and asked strangely: "What's wrong with you?"

The bodies on the punishment rack were put down, and the gathering adventurers had dispersed.

The death of the believers of Baen is nothing more than putting more pressure on the people in Baiya Village. But no one said anything. After all, accidents occur every day in the Black Forest, and everyone is used to facing sudden deaths.

"What's wrong with us next?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, "Do you still want to go to the Platy Village to find someone to take revenge?"

Todd sighed in anger. The cold wind and death outdoors made him sober up a lot. "The goblin plank road has been blocked, and the supply in the village can last for at most a week. If the plank road cannot be opened again within a week, many people will starve to death.

Whether it’s for myself or for others, I have to do something. But it’s getting dark now and no one dares to wander in the dark forest at night. So we’ll set out to the Plaster Village tomorrow, and now we’ll get some equipment and have a good night’s sleep.”

When entering Baiya Village, Todd was empty-handed, and Zhou Qingfeng was also empty-handed.

In order to deal with the current difficulties, Lu Kans, a guard, opened his own equipment library and allowed Todd to arm himself. Zhou Qingfeng could also take advantage of it and get a handy weapon.

The so-called equipment warehouse is just a wooden house with a lock. There are no windows in the room and you have to light a torch to see clearly. Zhou Qingfeng followed Todd in, and the eyes were filled with dozens of thick heavy weapons placed on rows of wooden racks.

Giant axe, big sword, heavy flail.

In order to deal with the terrifying monsters in the Black Forest, the humans living here are accustomed to using powerful weapons. Todd picked up a big axe and laughed happily.

But these things are not suitable for Zhou Qingfeng at all. Those axes are only about ten or twenty kilograms at any time, and only barbarians can wield them - normal humans only have a few kilograms of axes, otherwise just carrying them can exhaust themselves.

In addition to heavy weapons, he also had some armors in the equipment. Todd chose a thick cowhide armor that could cover most of his vitals. However, this type of leather armor was also heavy, so Zhou Qingfeng could only turn his head and leave.

The rest is not good. There is no exquisite equipment for thieves here, and there is not even a dagger. No one can fight with monsters in close combat with them, which is no different from seeking death.

"Boy, you can't seem to find any suitable weapon." Cialick's voice came out again.

"Shut up, it has nothing to do with you." Zhou Qingfeng said in his heart, but he was indeed disappointed. Although having equipment may not make him stronger, it is a psychological comfort at least.

"If you are willing to pray to me and worship me as yourselves, I may be able to help you." Cialek laughed strangely, "There are many thieves among my believers. I know so much about what you need. As long as I want, I can even make a magical artifact for you."

Artifacts are hard to come by, and mastering artifacts is something that every adventurer dreams of.

But Zhou Qingfeng scoffed, "A guy who has fallen so much that he can only exist by possessing a mortal, tell me the magical artifact?"

The destruction of the 'Ciri Jing' is like a needle. The prick of Ciri Ke is very sensitive, and it will make it furious in one sentence, "Boy, you'd better see your current situation clearly. With your current strength, you can't handle the siege of several goblins.

If you obey me, I can let you live. Otherwise, after the death of a person like you, the soul will go to the underworld and be sealed on the wall of a person without faith, and be tortured for hundreds of years."

The soul is tortured, which is extremely terrible for believers.

But Zhou Qingfeng didn't care. Everything Cialick said seemed to be a joke. He finally found a fine thorn sword covered in gray from the corner of the equipment library, grabbed it in his hand and weighed it a few times.

The thin thorn sword is like an enlarged embroidery needle, about sixty or seventy centimeters long, very light, with a simple handguard. I don’t know how many years this thing has been thrown in the corner, the sword body is a little rusted, and the sword sheath is missing.

It's better to use it just because it's better than nothing.

Zhou Qingfeng reached out and stubbornly skewed the slender sword body. It is tough and can be used.

When he found that Zhou Qingfeng had chosen such a tattered rag, Cialik immediately mocked: "This thing is useless in the Black Forest, even a wolf can't be killed. If you are willing to worship me, I can teach you how to enchant this sword."

Enchantment is to add additional attributes, such as blood sucking, tearing, toxins, and powerful ones can also add elemental damage, or other magical abilities.

But Zhou Qingfeng just refused, "Cirick, shut up. I won't even believe what you said."

"But you are planning to fight with such a garbage weapon?"

“Some things always need to be faced.”

"You are too arrogant and have no idea of ​​your weakness and ignorance."

"I know very well how weak I am."

"But if you die, I will die, and I will die completely."
Chapter completed!