Duo Lun raised his head, and what he saw was a gloomy sky, with many crows chirping and circling, as if they were signaling death.
After Hoffman's death, a terrible plague swept the entire town in an instant. Some people said that it was a curse cast by Master Unwilling before his death.
Whether Doron believed it or not, it was true that the plague had killed every household.
Even his best friend and buddy, Mickey, who had just returned from the county, died unfortunately, and even Duo Lun was not spared, and was infected with the terrible plague, even to the point of dying.
"Thank the gods, let the Rockefeller come back and save me from the catastrophe..."
Duo Lun couldn't help praying devoutly.
If the priest from the town hadn't just come back, he might have to go directly to the underworld to report.
This must be the will of the gods! —Doron believed in this deeply. Otherwise, why would the pastor Rockefeller who had left just come back and cast a magic spell for him for free
It's really a pity to leave my hometown and my hometown suddenly.
"Listen, in the name of the church of the gods and the lord... all the residents of Black Forest Town must move to the county town and wait for the next order..."
A lord's knight ran past, still shouting orders.
Duo Lun looked around, and around his scooter, scattered residents, carrying thick luggage, gathered into a tide like ants.
This is the order of the lord, and the main work of the pastor Rockefeller's return.
All believers will be relocated to the county town. When Duo Lun heard this order for the first time, he almost thought the lord was crazy. Are there enough houses and bread to accommodate them there
The fact is there, and it was assured by Reverend Rockefeller.
—With the start of the relocation plan of the gods, the urban residents must take the lead, and the remaining villagers and townspeople will be ordered to gather in the city for a unified relocation.
"Wuuu... Master, look at the ears of wheat in this field... how well they grow... Let Old York harvest the wheat before leaving..."
A man who looked like a farmer was pulled down from the field by the knight, and he hugged the knight's leg and prayed.
"If you say no, you can't. Do you want to disobey the lord's order?"
The knight in armor kicked the opponent away, talking impatiently.
In fact, he couldn't believe the lord's decision in his heart, after all, his manor and fief were also here.
If it weren't for the double strict orders from the kingdom and the church, and the other party promised to compensate him for his losses, he would not have agreed to it at all.
"Even so, at least I need a fief that is twice as big as it is now!"
The knight was thinking fiercely, and his voice became louder. Any dissatisfaction would lead to scolding and whipping.
"Come one by one, accept the priest's inspection..."
At the mouth of the town, there are densely packed carts and horse-drawn carriages carrying a large amount of supplies, bringing the old and the young together, forming a long queue.
Rockefeller, the priest of the God of Suffering, led a group of young priests and priest apprentices, standing at the intersection and carefully checking the faces of every freeman to see if there were common plague symptoms such as fever and coughing up blood.
Those who are diagnosed will be taken to the quarantine area aside, and those who pass will get a small potion that is said to increase luck, as long as they drink it, they will not be caught by the palm of the disease.
— Fear of plague and death! This is also what urges the townspeople to stay away from their native land.
And after these few measures are implemented, if there are still free people who want to die, neither the lord nor the priest will care about them anymore.
"My lord... the statistics have been calculated. There are 4,382 residents in the Black Forest town. More than 1,000 people have died from the plague. Our transportation volume has reached 2,900 people!"
Next to Rockefeller dressed as a pastor, an apprentice held a quill and parchment, and had a pair of round glasses on his nose. It looked a little funny, and he was reporting solemnly.
"Are you close to 3,000 believers? Very good, keep doing it!"
Pastor Rockefeller nodded and said approvingly.
"This kind of believers who fully believe in our Lord must all move away!"
Rockefeller looked at the long queue and secretly made up his mind.
After the meeting of the gods in the Pantheon, the transfer of believers into the kingdom of God became the top priority of every church.
Distinguishing believers and assisting in relocation has become a terrifying problem with a heavy workload to the limit.
Even the gods are lamenting that this kind of large-scale migration is impossible to complete without hundreds of years.
And the wizards obviously won't give them this chance, the worsening plague is constantly attacking, wantonly depriving the lives of ordinary people.
In the end, the gods opened the Pantheon several times, and finally decided on a way to divide the parishes and each be responsible.
And a small town like Black Forest Town, where only the God of Suffering is believed, is the place where it is most likely to achieve results. It is no wonder that the pastor Rockefeller, who had escaped before, came back in a hurry.
"Woo... Pastor Rockefeller, why... I serve the gods so devoutly, but my two sons and daughters are dead... woo..."
At this time, an old man dressed in linen rushed out from the crowd, knelt down in front of Rockefeller and burst into tears.
"Asshole!"
The church wizards and apprentices on both sides were furious. Strictly speaking, this kind of behavior even qualifies as a crime of blasphemy.
"It is true... the great God of Suffering wants us to suffer, to suffer..."
Rockefeller waved his hand to let the surrounding warriors back down, and he would kindly help the old man up.
"But appropriate sorrow is also allowed... God is kind and forgiving, and will forgive you for this small mistake..."
As Rockefeller's official pastor, the highest status here is, of course, what he says is what he says.
"Oh... gods, I'm guilty..."
The white-haired old man cried even more fiercely, making Duo Lun beside him a little sad.
That hunched figure always reminded him of some unbearable memories. He shook his head violently, and with great difficulty continued to push the cart forward, but Rockefeller's voice still involuntarily penetrated into his ears.
"This tribulation is not a pain given by the gods to the human world, but the beginning of the end of the world!"
"The end of the world?!" Duo Lun was startled, and stopped unconsciously.
"Plague, war, famine, death... These are the contents recorded in the scriptures of the gods long ago..."
Rockefeller's face was covered with a layer of golden light, which made him look even more holy.
"The end of the world is coming, and the evil of the other world is about to invade, but only the most devout believers can be saved and gain eternal life in the kingdom of gods..."
Rockefeller was reading out the contents of the 'eschatology' that the church had worked overtime to produce, and the horrific scene described in it immediately stunned Duo Lun and others.
It turned out that the plague they experienced before was not the end of everything, but the beginning of some catastrophe.
Under the guidance of this kind of propaganda, coupled with the threat of plague and death, both freedmen and tenant farmers obediently obeyed and rushed to the main road of the county town.
And Rockefeller's preaching continues: "Those evils will invade the world and plunder our everything, life, flesh, and even soul... They are the end of everything, the messengers of the unity of all things, and their real names are... wizards!!!! "
After a long period of isolation, the taboo word wizard has finally begun to be mentioned again in the world of the gods, signaling the arrival of the twilight of the gods again!
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Blacksburg County Town.
This is the place where Mickey used to practice. It is only a day and a half away from the town of Black Forest by carriage, and Duo Lun has also passed by.
But this time when he saw the tall bluestone city wall, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He never expected that this journey would be so long.
Duo Lun looked around with lingering fear. At this time, the residents were all ashamed, and some of them were injured, just like the refugees during the famine.
This kind of messy group march can't walk much in a day, and even Duo Lun was forced to abandon many useful things.
In particular, with the chaos brought about by the great migration, there were many robbers riding horses beside the main road. Even with the protection of the lord's guard and priests, their number was still too small to take care of them at all.
There was even one time when the horse thief charged directly in front of Duo Lun. Duo Lun never wanted to experience the feeling of facing death at close range.
"After arriving here, you can go to the kingdom of my god and gain eternal life, right?"
It has to be said that Rockefeller's bragging about the Kingdom of God before was the only motivation for Duolun to persevere until now.
But he soon discovered that he was thinking too much.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A large number of secular troops stationed around the county town, forming a formation with sharp spears, gave these refugees a deep deterrent.
"Listen... due to the large number of people gathered, they need to line up, first the nobles, then the free citizens with status, and the others are temporarily outside the city..."
Many knights on horses galloped back and forth, announcing orders.
At this time, outside the county town, there were already a large number of tents, which looked like a huge refugee camp, with priests distributing potions and performing magical spells from time to time.
Temporary temples rose up one after another, emitting a faint golden light, protecting the surroundings of the county.
If it weren't for this kind of protection, with the nutritional level and population density of the refugee camp, I'm afraid that the plague would take away every life here, completely defeating the plans of the gods.
"Okay... nobles first!"
Duo Lun watched the lord's carriage slowly driving into the city, while he was forced to stay outside. For some reason, the flame in his heart grew bigger and bigger.