Alien Knights

After a glamorous night, Todd woke up from the bed, looked at Deirdre who was lying next to her, her cheeks still flushed, smiled and stroked her hair, and then walked down the stairs.

After dressing neatly and having a simple breakfast, Todd pushed open the door of the small building, took a step out, and saw Evie leaning against the door in surprise: "How long have you been here?"

Evie glanced inside the door, raised her eyebrows and said, "Not long."

Finding that Todd still looked confused, Evie stood up straight: "Are you ready?"

"Ready? Prepare for what?"

Evie gave a thumbs up and pointed in the direction of the central temple in the basin: "You've been away for so long, of course it's a pilgrimage ceremony!"

Todd sighed, and was about to lift his foot to leave when Evie grabbed him.

Todd frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Evie pointed to the clothes on him, and said helplessly, "You're not going to use this image to meet your believers, are you?"

It was only then that Todd realized that the believers worshiped their own tyrant form, not the current one.

Folding the clothes away, Todd activated the tyrant virus in his body and began to transform.

When the tyrant with a height of more than ten meters appeared in the center of the basin, there was a wave of fanaticism among the believers.

Believers of the gods from various kingdoms and tribes in the north knelt around the temple, piously singing the praises of the gods taught by the shaman.

When the huge body of the tyrant passed by them, every believer was overwhelmed with excitement. People put their most precious wealth or items on both sides of the road that the tyrant walked by, just to get the blessing of the son of the gods. Favor and gaze.

With a radius of two kilometers, Todd was a little speechless when he saw the three-story inner and outer three-story temple surrounded by turbulent crowds.

With so many believers, there are probably more than 10,000 believers, and there are still people trying to squeeze in. If it weren't for Alfonso leading the army to maintain order, the temple might have been crushed into ruins.

Under the watchful eyes of the believers, Todd lowered his head and got into the gate of the temple.

Compared with the past, the interior of the temple has been improved a lot.

The original narrow space of the temple has now been expanded to six times its original size. Standing at one end of the temple, the voice of shouting can continuously echo in the wide hall.

The original tyrant statues, the throne of the gods and the ceremonial high platform, the building materials have changed from the original stone and wood to the current gold and gemstones.

Dozens of huge obsidian totems were erected around the temple, with complex runic characters engraved on them.

On the throne, there are piles of all kinds of jewels and coins donated by believers; on the walls, barbarian painters use gold powder and mineral color to vividly describe every victory the tyrant has won.

Sitting on the high platform at the end of the pan, Todd first looked at the astronomical star map inlaid with colorful gemstones on the roof, and then lowered his head to look at the gold coins and treasures that had nowhere to go.

The three words "upstart" slowly floated in his mind.

Evie stood beside Todd, poking his scales with the hilt of her sword, signaling that the followers of his gods were waiting to be summoned.

Todd reacted, then nodded, indicating that it was time to start.

The bravest and most devout believers in Froststone City were selected by the shamans according to their respective contributions and achievements, lined up in a long line, came to Todd one by one, and knelt down before him. At the feet of each other, offer their most precious goods or trophies with both hands.

Todd was quite interested in this form of worship at first, but after a long time, he felt extremely boring.

The form of the dialogue is nothing more than this:

"The supreme son of the gods! I am your humble servant, your fanatical believer! I am xxx from xxx. In order to reproduce the glory of the gods, I will dedicate the most precious xxx to you! I am willing to xxx for you, I beg you to grant me the blessing of the gods..."

After hundreds of repeated conversations, Todd would say a few words from time to time at first, but later, he didn't bother to speak and just waved his hand.

However, during the pilgrimage of so many people, he found a few things that interested him.

One was the shaman Minnie, who led a group of shamans and dedicated the newly made top-quality snuff to him.

Due to the size problem, the small can of snuff in Minnie's hand turned into a pinch of powder in Todd's hand.

However, after trying it himself, Todd was very satisfied with the taste, smell and quality. In order to reward the achievements of the shamans, in addition to the mass production in Froststone City, he also licensed these shamans to grow, improve and trade products by themselves to a limited extent.

The other is a tribal elder named Kama Murian, who represented the alliance of forty-four tribes in the south, and presented Todd with a theocratic token symbolizing submission—a mysterious mask made of black metal.

According to legend, this mask called "Pillar of God's Realm" existed between heaven and earth thousands of years ago, and those who wear it can gain the power to talk to the gods.

Todd held this strange mask with iron claws, and he always felt that this thing was a bit familiar. When he asked Kama Murian if he had seen anyone wearing this thing with his own eyes?

The tribal elder actually told him that as far as he knew, all those who tried to put on the mask had their souls drawn out and turned into walking dead.

Todd immediately became interested, and while accepting the mask, he naturally agreed with the forty-four tribes to convert to the belief of the gods.

The last pilgrim who interested Todd was Fogar, the former favorite of the Ulster Kingdom.

Originally, Todd had always thought that Vogel said that he wanted to dedicate his daughter to him as a concubine, which was completely addictive. But I don't know which nerve break this old thing is, and he actually said in public on the temple, "My precious treasure is my daughter, and I will dedicate her to the son of the gods!" 』

Not only that, this old guy actually shamelessly brought her daughter here!

Watching Fogar's daughter, Emel, being forced to wear naked tulle in the cool wind of the temple. And looking at him, there was only endless fear and despair, and Todd immediately lost any favor with that unscrupulous parent.

Todd gave Evie a look, and the latter immediately found a few sisters knowingly, and led the father and daughter out of the temple.

After dealing with this episode, Todd continued to meet believers.

Fortunately, there are not many people who have the right to enter the temple to worship the sons of the gods. Todd spent most of the day meeting these people, and selected a hundred people with outstanding merits from them, and completed the soul link with them, and brought them together again. Watching them stroll around Asgard in the soul space, they were finally able to catch their breath.

After dealing with the pilgrimage affairs, Todd summoned all levels of stewards in Froststone City. After some understanding, he understood the management method and hierarchy here.

The original tribal patriarchs have gradually lost power in their hands; and those shamans who spread the beliefs of the gods have become the rulers of Froststone City; Elect a leader, form a legion, and obey the "orders of the gods" conveyed by the shamans.

Specifically, in Froststone City, where the beliefs of the gods are indestructible, the pyramid of power has become like this:

The first class is naturally the source of belief in the gods, which is Todd's tyrant form.

The second class is those shamans who have the right to speak the will of the gods. They formed a shaman assembly and arranged and organized the production, construction, development and military affairs of Froststone City according to the soul meeting with Todd.

However, even in the soul space, Todd couldn't control the affairs of Froststone City in every detail. At this time, the shamans will discuss and vote on their own through the assembly, and finally make a decision.

The third estate is the army composed of groups of warriors. At the beginning, on the battlefield, fighters often fought in groups according to their race and place of birth. At first, it was just a group of friends of the same race or close friends, helping each other in battle. But later on, this kind of mutual aid combat team gradually expanded into a battle group.

For example, Ackerman and Casper gathered most of the gladiators and organized them into a battle group called "Red Branch Army"; Fried, a barbarian veteran, integrated the Froststone tribe into "Falcon" The battle group; the refugees from the Holy Acropolis spontaneously formed the "Wind Hammer" battle group... In this way, hundreds of legions, large and small, were organized in Froststone City.

The soldiers have only two requirements for the commander who leads the battle group: first, he must have excellent skills and be able to convince the crowd; second, he must be a warrior recognized by the son of gods (completed the soul link with Todd).

Before each external battle, the shaman holds a military meeting with the commanders, and each legion will receive different tasks and goals according to its own specialties and strength. Of course, the rewards after the battle are also judged and issued by the shaman assembly according to the difficulty of the task.

As for the fourth class, they are the commoners of Froststone City. The only difference between them and the slaves of the fifth class is whether they have freedom.

In this way, Froststone City built by the five major classes, whether it is power or economy, constitutes a wonderful balance.

According to common sense, this kind of balance should not exist. But in Froststone City, it has become a reality.

In Todd's view, the development model of Froststone City and Muxi City have completely gone to two extremes.

One is domination based on theocracy, and the other is autonomy based on civil rights.

Which one is the correct path, Todd was also a little confused for a while.