My Players Are So Fierce

1381: 466.

Undead: It’s inhumane to burn us like this!

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1381: 466.

Undead: It’s inhumane to burn us like this!

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We always give without limits, what we seek are responses the Divine Spirits could not possibly give.

Like that classic sophistry which once stumped me, can our Avalon create a stone so heavy that even He cannot lift it?

This sophistry made me realize the most core issue our church faces now.

Should we continue to preach the greatness of the omnipotent and omniscient god of Avalon, or should we garner new theological perspectives from the more neutral analysis and understanding of the Divine Spirits by the Psychics?

Given that our Divine Spirit is neither omniscient nor omnipotent.

It, like other gods, is a great life born of the Star Realm, our offering of faith and Loyalty to our god in exchange for His protection is a trade.

It is born of fairness, and its dignity is upheld by the scriptures, enough to ensure harmony on both sides of the scale.

This undoubtedly weakens the majesty of our god, but it also clarifies His image in the hearts of our followers, as a Divine Spirit abiding by rules and bound by them is more readily accepted than an unpredictable and formless mad entity.

I guess, such a change isn’t a bad thing for our god, otherwise Old Eugene would have been struck down by our god the moment he started altering the scriptures.

Mother Mary Ann, perhaps you should spend more time talking with His Excellency Crow.

Trust me, there’s no harm in it for you.”

“Heresy!”

Marianne said sharply:

“Don’t ever speak like that again, I really fear that in the next moment you will start spouting the heretical nonsense like what Lady Triss said about ‘the image of god being determined by people’!

You are denying the divinity of our god, and you are currently the leader of Avalon Church!

Oh dear!

The Pope leading a revolt?

Such madness has never appeared even in my wildest dreams.”

“But Mother, you have to admit, Lady Triss’s statements are logically consistent.”

Ambo who was beside them joined the discussion, whispering:

“And compared to our traditional and conservative scriptures, the myth of the ‘Eternal Purification War against Na Gou’ compiled by the foreign people for our god is obviously more accepted by the faithful.

Even those who have no interest in our missionary work are willing to spend some time in the tavern listening to how the god of Avalon broke into Na Gou’s Plague Garden and burned down the throne of that Evil God, they even cheer for the Divine Spirit’s righteous act…

We should reform!

The old system has been proven to breed terrible corruption, we are reborn from the ashes, not to fall into the same old traps.

Since this is a religious reform, different voices should be allowed to appear, I think His Excellency Crow’s existence is not a bad thing, his re-interpretation of the relationship between Divine Spirits and followers is refreshing.

Look, even Old Eugene is persuaded.”

“You…

ah, times have changed.”

Mother Mary Ann couldn’t refute.

She just felt the younger generation had been led astray, blaming the damn decade-long war that destroyed the ancient traditions, otherwise they would never speak such terrible words.

“Let’s not talk about this issue for now, I’m afraid Mother might pull out a gun and kill us two heretics if we continue.”

Natalie said with a wave of her hand:

“Let’s focus on the war itself, the vampire bombing is about to end, we must take the chance when the Skeleton Army is destroyed to push forward to the flanks of Plague Town at full tilt.

This is an unparalleled opportunity!

Perhaps we can take a bite out of the source of pollution in the swamp in one fell swoop, I think, when the banner of Avalon waves over Plague Town, even our god would smile and overlook this emerging Ashen Path.

Perhaps that is the meaning of our existence.

Our god has His own plans for this world, and the plans of god need people to fulfill them!

In this way, the perfect cooperation between god and man, our god’s joint work with us will be a new world full of peace and beauty.

Isn’t that clearer and more purposeful than the old saga that proclaims the majesty of our god?”

The president of the Adventurer Guild smiled, the humming of the Holy Sword behind her, she looked down.

In the swamp behind, the “Natural Army” made up of over three thousand Treants, was marching mightily through the mud under the guidance of the “Tree Herder” with his exploding belly, from the Vanguard Camp of Avalon Church towards Plague Town.

This was the grandest natural summoning ritual held on this Continent by the followers of the God of Nature since the fall of Avalon Church.

And its purpose was born to destroy the Jackal Warlocks that poisoned the environment and to continue shaping this swamp after the war, to eventually make it the Earthly Heaven of Avalon!

What a great new story!

The followers will surely love the details of this “Natural War”, and as they enthusiastically discuss the power of Avalon descending upon the swamp, the majesty of the Divine Spirit naturally gets proclaimed.

“Ambo, you’re doing well here.”

Natalie said softly:

“It seems there’s no need for me to take action personally here, but can you explain that ring on your finger with its obviously foreign style?

Have you guys progressed that quickly?”

“Hey, Natalie, we’re in a war now, don’t discuss these irrelevant factors!

Look, there’s a Necromancer rushing out of the fire there, I must now slay it in the name of Avalon!

You two, please wait here for my good news.”

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Meanwhile, on a high ground deep in the swamp battlefront, Vista, the loyal servant of Count Bai of White Mountain, put down his Psychic Telescope.