Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 189 Belief in the Gods
"You don't need to imagine their voices, faces, and smiles. You only need to lock their souls, and then set the rules of the [Knight's Way] that you control for them to abide by, and reward them for their loyalty."

"award?"

"You can call it [divine magic]!"

Arthur had no idea that he had become a test subject for Downs's "Faith-to-God" game. But it was Arthur's first time to be a god, and he knew nothing about it, and thought that this was a matter of course in the God Realm.

As Downs observed Arthur's progress, he finally confirmed that the laws of this new world could be further revised.

Originally, they were primitive gods who could call upon some of the natural forces and were considered the original gods. Their call upon the corresponding forces was recognized by the will of the world, and their extraordinary divine powers were almost instinctive.

So it’s not wrong to call them god-level barbarians.

After introducing the Celtic world, as well as professional [magic] concepts and laws, it can no longer be handled so simply and crudely.

Since the spiritual power of mortals can be collected and turned into the source of divine power, then this part of the purest spiritual energy after refinement should be regarded as [divine power].

Next, Downs used all the theories of belief in deification that he had learned from Chinese novels to instruct Arthur.

"You need to gain the power of faith from believers, but that doesn't mean you have to respond to every believer's prayer. When there are few believers, you can handle most of the prayers yourself. When there are many believers, you can choose to hand over some tasks to your subordinate gods or god servants. Then randomly select a few lucky ones from the large number of believers as your response."

"Extract?"

"Of course, if one person speaks in your ear, you can hear clearly, but what about ten people? A hundred? A thousand people?"

"Ah?" Arthur thought it was horrible and noisy, so he could only nod his head in agreement: "Indeed."

Downs talked about how to gather the power of faith, how to refine it, how to respond to the call of core believers, how to bestow divine powers, and then how to limit the proportion of divine powers bestowed.

When Downs said, "It can be inferred that the failure of believers to cast divine spells means that the believers are not pious enough," Arthur couldn't hold back and said, "This goes against my way of dealing with the world."

"Then you need to train more and accumulate divine power. Otherwise, you won't have enough divine power at the critical moment. There's no other way. After all, you are not a natural god. You can't obtain divine power from nature continuously."

"..."

"Just proceed step by step. Arthur, you have so many things to learn after being promoted to a god all of a sudden. When you slowly accumulate divine power, you must start using it to transform your body. Well, transform yourself into a purer spiritual energy body. Only in this way can you get rid of the shackles of the mortal body and become a true god."

Arthur has "learned" a lot from Towns, but as to whether he has the talent, only God knows.

According to history, he returned the holy sword to the fairy in the lake before his death, which shows that he was definitely a man of noble character.

It's certainly a good thing that he can hold on.

Even if he failed, it would not be a big loss to the ruling foundation of the Aesir. After all, it was not uncommon for mortals to fail in their attempt to become the Lord God.

In the Jinlunga and Celtic worlds, the large-scale introduction of magic will inevitably bring about changes. Since there is magic, Downs does not mind promoting the belief in deification. At least this allows the large-scale use of natural elements to bring about a new model.

After teaching Arthur about the gods, Downs continued to deal with Finn indirectly.

"Arthur, you have been promoted to the God of Knights. You cannot just promote your own knights. You also have to take care of the Knights of Fiona."

"Ah? Your Majesty, do you have any good suggestions?"

"I remember that knight named Diarmuid seemed pretty good."

"Then it is him. I will promote him to be my servant."

"No rush, let him start as a divine servant first, and then establish his status when you think it's appropriate. After all, the position of a divine being is not something that can be promised lightly."

"Yes."

Arthur left, and he still had a lot to do. No matter as the God of Knights or the Kingdom of Camelot. Just to deal with the livelihood issues in Camelot, he would be very busy. Not to mention, he had to marry a new queen. Guinevere must be deposed.

Although Odin was kind-hearted and did not let Guinevere become a monster, especially at Lancelot's insistence, she was obviously mentally broken. Perhaps she was frightened into an idiot after seeing her lover turned into a three-legged monster.

All he does all day is mutter things like 'Arthur, don't abandon me'.

King Arthur did not punish her further, but simply had her kept in a remote little garden house in Camelot Palace.

As for who Arthur will marry next, Towns has no interest in caring.

On the other side, Cu Chulainn was about to leave for his new post and bid farewell to his master before leaving.

"Uh, Master." Cu Chulainn touched the back of his head: "Anyway, Master, thank you for saving me this time."

"..." Scathach looked at him indifferently.

Cu Chulainn was used to it; his master was like this coldly most of the time.

"Yes, Master, what does your [God of Heroic Spirits] do?"

"Deal with those idiots who have worse brains than you!"

Cu Chulainn felt that he could not continue the conversation again: "Well, Master, I am not far away in Alfheim. I will come back to see you when I have time. By the way, His Majesty the God-King is so powerful, and so are the Aesir. There must be someone who can 'kill' you, right?"

Once upon a time, Scathach had a twisted thought after guarding the gate of Hades for so many years, asking her disciples to kill her when she had lost all desire to live.

The situation has changed now!
"Go away!" Scathach crossed her arms across her chest, still appearing deadly cold on the surface.

Looking at the back of her disciple walking away, Scathach sighed lightly and turned to enter the back hall of the Silver Palace.

As soon as she opened the door, she heard Queen Maeve's 'cry for help': "Scathach, woo! Save me--"

The Tang Si in front of her had already become a mortal. Facing Tang Si's extremely aggressive eyes, Scathach's face was rarely flushed. She muttered: "All gifts have already been marked with a price in fate."

She stepped over Brunhilde who had already collapsed, pursed her lips and said, "Sure enough, your Majesty's magic spear is not so easy to borrow."

"No way?" Downs smirked, "I'm going to lend you another magic gun."

"..."

Scathach wanted to die, in another sense.

……

Odin regained consciousness.

Death, this thing is no stranger to him.

It seems that he was beaten like this again.

Not sure whether this was luck or misfortune, he felt his soul was stuffed into a huge chaotic rock. This was a mass of extremely high concentrations of chaotic power.

He was drifting in the void and chaotic space.

Thanks to the nourishment of the power of chaos, he knew that even if he drifted for another ten thousand years, he would not face true destruction.

"Exile? Brother! You are so cruel!"

(End of this chapter)