"Praise you...the noble Mother Earth God..."

"You are the inclusive ones of all things...the mother of the earth...the master of the power of life...the mysterious nurturing ones..."

“You give us a good harvest…and we have food…”

...

A group of devout believers are worshiping the "Mother Earth God"!

This is one of the seven righteous gods in the main world!

The true god!

Sulu's pupils suddenly shrank: "Not only are prayers, but also the altar rules and mysterious symbols are the same... This is not something that can be explained by a coincidence, but it means that this world also has the faith of Mother Earth!"

"The first is that I am still in the main world, but I am very small... because no matter whether it is Ragnarok or the difference in the spiritual world, it has explained everything."

"And the second possibility... is my vague theory before. The gods are not in the main world, but in the depths of the spiritual world! Their kingdom of gods is the highest stars in the spiritual world, and the light can shine through many worlds... spread faith in different different worlds!"

The gods... are independent of the world! The believers of a world are nothing but ants to them!

Even the main world may be just a remote place in the eyes of the gods!

If you tell this guess, I don’t know how many believers in the main world will collapse!

However, reality is reality! It will not change because of pride, confidence or anything else.

"Are you a believer of Mother Earth?"

When Arik saw Sulu stop, he couldn't help asking.

Knowing that the problem of faith is terrible, Sulu, who accidentally makes mistakes, smiled and asked Arik to think of the answer by himself: "Let's go, I'm very tired and want to rest."

In fact, he was very curious about the beliefs of these indigenous peoples, but he could not continue to explore.

‘To be realistic… If a group of people pray in Guram, there will be some abnormalities in the main world!’

‘After all, it is a language that can communicate mysteriously and calls for the honorary name of a great existence!’

‘But in this world, at dusk, even the ancient Gulamic language, their 'weight' is still too light to leverage the mysterious power of nature, and it is impossible to really establish connection with Mother Earth...’

While thinking about the problem, Sulu signaled that Arik could continue to leave.

Arik's face darkened, and he led the way in front and came to a wooden house.

He opened the wooden door and it was dim inside. With the help of the light passing through the gap, he could barely see some debris and wooden barrels.

One of the grounds is slightly taller, covered with straw and animal skins.

"This is your room! Bread and salt, and bean soup will be delivered soon."

Arik said.

"It's already very good, thank you!"

Sulu jaw head.

Although the environment here is almost a pigpen, it is similar to the surrounding residential areas, and it should be the normal standard for the poor in this world.

And, no matter what, it is much better than sleeping in the wilderness.

...

The main dish or staple food for dinner is a piece of black bread, which should be mixed with a lot of bran, which is very hard.

In addition, there is a small plate of coarse salt that can be eaten dipped in bread, but when I saw the black and yellow color inside and the mixed sand, Sulu was a little disgusted. In the end, he just barely drank a little pea soup, and even if he had a meal.

"Although I had known that the productivity of this world is low, I didn't expect to be so desperate... Seeing the cook who was cleaning up looked surprised and surprised, maybe this might be a sumptuous meal in her eyes?"

Seeing that it was not dark outside, Sulu got up and prepared to take a walk around the village.

It is fake to come to a whole new world without curiosity.

Moreover, this is not a completely demon-free world. In the dusk of Ragnarok, the extraordinary power just fell into a trough, but it does not completely exist!

The roads in Ward Village were dilapidated and narrow, and the villagers were very alert to the people from outside. When the children were called into the house, Sulu could still feel a lot of peeking at him through the gap.

After just walking around for a while, he felt a little bored. He did not go to the altar of Mother Earth again, but came to the only large flat land in the village, which should be the place where the glutinous rice dumplings were.

Here, the militias that I have seen during the day, as well as some half-year-old teenagers, are training.

Arik held the wooden stick and acted like a strict instructor: "The hardships and fatigues are not for me, but for yourself!"

"If you want to go to Wolf Castle and win a wealthy life, you have to work hard to exercise... This is your only chance!"

"Even if it is not for changing your destiny, just to protect yourself when facing danger, you need to work hard!"

"When the war order comes, our village has the obligation to fight for the Duke. Do you want to die on the battlefield? Tell me, you guys, do you want to die on the battlefield?"

In the end, Arik almost shouted out.

"In no mood!"

A dozen sweating profusely and maintaining exercise, answering loudly.

"Very good, now we will continue to review yesterday's efforts..."

Arik nodded with satisfaction: "Remember, it is a triangle, starting from the lower abdomen! When moving, the calf should be involved and feel the power of the earth!"

"Now...draw the sword!"

"drink!"

A group of people gestured with wooden swords in an attacking posture, which was somewhat imposing.

Sulu's eyes twitched.

Although this kind of force-exercising technique is superficial, it is already within the scope of fighting skills. I never thought it would be seen in this small village.

"You guys keep going, swing the sword a hundred times!"

Arik looked around and corrected his posture for several teenagers. He looked up and saw Sulu.

He sent an order to the edge of the shingle ground: "Foreigner, what are you here to do?"

"Bored, just go around..."

Su Lu said inadvertently: "This exercise method...is very good."

"This is a skill I learned from the army...it comes from a noble knight who once had the opportunity to be his entourage, but unfortunately..."

Arik shook his head sadly and suddenly asked, "Are you interested in trying it?"

"What to try? Sword technique?"

Su Lu laughed in silence.

"As a wanderer, you must have good self-protection ability!" Arik said seriously.

"Maybe...but I don't have a sword."

Sulu shrugged.

"My can lend it to you." Arik handed over his sword.

This is the shape of a two-handed cross sword. The hilt and blade are both long, suitable for holding with both hands, and the weight is not light.

"good!"

Sulu drew his sword with one hand and unsheathed it and bounced the blade.

Seeing this, Arik browed and immediately saw Sulu coming to a wooden stake that he usually trained, inhale, and make a beautiful circumference.

puff!

The sword light flashed, and the piece of wooden stake was shorter.

"What an amazing power... this has reached the level of a knight attendant, right?"

Arik seemed shocked and said a sentence after a long time.

Such power and such speed are already very terrifying. It can cut off wooden stakes and split the human body!

"Thank you for your sword."

Sulu returned the cross sword to Arik, looked at the awe-inspiring look around and couldn't help but smile.
Chapter completed!