Restart: Becoming the Creator of the Magic World 13 Times

"People of the Rock God Kingdom, if you wish to realize your dreams, then please dedicate all your faith." Rose walked slowly to Atamen and said, "I'm sorry, this is a curse from the evil god, and it must be broken with the power of God."

Atamon looked at Rose in disbelief: "The power of God..."

Then he lowered his head, and an old man next to him said disappointedly: "Then there's probably no hope. The gods won't respond to lowly people like us..."

The others also observed a moment of silence, while Atamen held his mother's hand sadly.

Rose said calmly, "Is that so? But the deal I made with the Rock God was to spread his compassion for all living beings."

"So you didn't know?" Rose pointed at Carol innocently, "Look, this is Roselico's Second Prince, and his brother is a follower of the Rock God."

Rose was puzzled and said, "You believe in the existence of gods, but you dare not pray to them. You were once citizens of Roserico, and you are still citizens now. The God of Rock is willing to protect this land."

"You don't even dare to pray to him. How pathetic..." Rose said disdainfully, "I'm going to reconsider negotiating with this god."

Qiangwei's words were clearly heard by everyone present. What? The gods actually sent her here!

No wonder she gave them so much food. The Vatican missionaries would not give them such delicious food.

Atamen knelt on the ground and said sincerely, "Great God of Rock, Earth, and Precious Gold, I, Atamen, as your devout believer, pray to you..."

Please save my mother, I am willing to sacrifice my soul for this...

Seeing no response for a long time, Qiangwei said to Atamen, "You're still not devout enough. You simply wanted to make a deal with Him. After that, you started to disbelieve in Him again."

Qiangwei smiled faintly and said, "Be careful not to anger Him by destroying the bridge after crossing it, little sister."

"So what? As long as He can save my mother, I will naturally believe in Him after the success, because my mother is a devout believer of Lord Hermes." Atamen couldn't stop crying.

The tears seemed to express her feeling sorry for her mother. She had tried so hard to offer sacrifices, so why didn’t the gods help her?

If gods really exist, then prove it to them! Gods only like nobles, and all their followers are of noble status!

How could they possibly save these slaves!

When Atamen was angry, a universe emerged in his mind.

Then a handsome man spread out his hands, revealing a gem inside.

The image flashed through Atamen's mind in an instant, and before she could react, her body began to glow.

Rose had her back turned, so Shana pretended to be surprised and asked, "What is that?"

Qiangwei turned back in confusion: "Huh?"

The slaves around also stared at the magical scene with wide eyes. Atamen slowly placed his hands on his mother.

Atamen's mother began to look troubled and gradually in pain, and slowly black air began to emerge from her body and gathered into a ball.

Appearing before Atamon's eyes, Atamon was attracted to it out of curiosity and fear.

He grasped the black gas in his hand, and slowly the black gas disappeared without a trace.

Not long after, Atamen's mother woke up. When she saw her glowing daughter for the first time, she thought she was dreaming.

Looking at the heartwarming scene before her, Qiangwei said, "Carol, please record this. This is the second person to receive the blessing of the Rock God."

"Yes," Carole symbolically recorded, "The Kingdom of Akoli is destroyed from this day forward. This place should be a village in the Kingdom of Roserico, a place blessed by the Rock God."

Carose announced the demise of their country, saying that from now on this would be Roserico's territory and the royal family would accept their way of life.

Then, Qiangwei and her group stated that the mission of this trip was to obtain instructions from the gods to declare them innocent.

Atamon looked at Rose with admiration: "Rose... Your Highness... Is this true?"

Atamen asked the thoughts of all the slaves present, and Qiangwei said calmly and firmly, "Hasn't Lord Hermes responded to you?"

Hefei added, "You must believe in Him and spread the good name of the Rock God. There will be many cases like your mother's in the future. So you must also protect the people around you."

Hefei looked at her gently and said, "You are a proof that God has mercy on the world."

Atamen said happily, "So I am a dependent?"

He Fei's expression immediately changed and said, "No, it's not that easy to become a dependent."

Rose chuckled and said, "Alright, our first priority now is to rebuild your village. From now on, it will be named after you."

"Let's call it Atamun." Atamen looked at Qiangwei with shining eyes. What a kind and beautiful lady.

Afterwards, under the leadership of Rose, the strong Hefie Charlotte and others went to cut down new trees.

It took three days to build a house for them, and they left a pile of seeds, food and clothes to last them through the winter, at least until they could plant seeds in the spring.

At that time, the Roserico royal family will be in charge. The purpose of Rose and the others' trip is to ensure their survival.

After all, she still owed 130,000 lives. If they were still living in such pain after reincarnation, her mission would be considered a failure.

They all used the same propaganda in the last few countries. With real examples, there was no need for Rose to do any propaganda at all.

Later, if the countries and villages were disobedient, they would be beaten until they became obedient, and then the slaves would be rescued. Everything was perfect.

While selecting outstanding people to bless, they also instill ideas in them. As long as a group of people are confirmed to have faith in the Rock God, they will be blessed.

Then others will want such treatment and work harder, and it will be easier to change the law and change the unique mindset in the future.

Although I don’t understand why people here believe in God so much, they will never go west as long as God says east.

Sometimes it's really outrageous, like The Walking Dead, and there's also the witch hunt by the Vatican.

This is a complete excuse for suppressing with force. The witch hunt should be targeting magicians.

After all, most of the magical world dare not show itself in front of civilians, so the question arises.

On the one hand, they cannot display magic, but on the other hand, their followers are recognized by the public as possessors of magical abilities.

Isn't this a contradiction? Magic can't be performed in front of ordinary people, but they can.

Hiding was never a solution. She had to let the gods do the work themselves and break the concepts of the magical world.

If this were a parallel world of China, all I would have to do would be copy homework, and it wouldn't require so much brainpower.

"There is only one spot left. After we finish it, we can go back and prepare for school." Sister Hua said, holding the map.

Qiangwei lay lazily in her arms. After all, Sister Hua gave Qiang the feeling of a mother, and she felt safe every time in her arms.

Qiangwei said sadly, "I don't want school to start, and it's starting early. I can still do a lot of things in half a month."

Sister Hua consoled him, "There's nothing we can do about it. Let alone the slaves we helped, isn't there also oppression among the nobles?"

Qiangwei nodded slightly, and Sister Hua brushed the hair away from her face and said, "Go to bed. You've been exhausted these past few days."

"No, let me lie down for a while." Qiangwei lay down on her legs tiredly and took a nap. She felt that she had never been so tired.

It’s as tiring as returning to my motherland to do new experiments, but that kind of tiredness comes with results and the joy of accomplishment.

The physical fitness of a cultivator has long made her tireless. She has killed people before, and the number of people is not just hundreds of thousands.

But this time she felt helpless and painful. She had killed Yunwu so many times, but this time she felt particularly painful.