"The Silver Dragon Clan?"

The old man sitting in front of the God of Radiance stroked his chin and long beard, and said with a smile: "Are they on the Mendes continent now? It seems that they have found a good place to go! Otherwise, with the stubborn temper of those guys, they will never easily choose to settle in a certain country." ”

"Yes, it is indeed a good place for the Silver Dragon Clan......"

The God of Radiance also shook his head and smiled, and said with emotion: "On this continent, apart from that place, even Lolandal is not very in line with the preferences of the Silver Dragons. ”

"Wende City, Wende City full of miracles, peaceful and friendly Wende City, orderly Wende City...... Oh, this ballad doesn't sound very rhyming, but it can aptly describe the city, the capital of that country. It's not an easy task to be recognized by the silver dragon!"

"Hearing what His Majesty said, I suddenly became a little interested......"

As he spoke, both the old man and the god of radiance burst into laughter.

After laughing for a while, the smiles on the faces of the two 'people' faded.

"I remember that the reason why the Radiant Church was secretly attacked by those nobles was because of that country?" the old man took a breath, "What? Are you very optimistic about that country?"

"Don't just be bullish on ......"

The God of Radiance shook his head slightly, and said, "They have proven that what I did was wrong - at least in part! ”

"After these things, I realized that the aristocracy may be a good system, but if you want to make the world develop further, instead of slowly sliding into the abyss of despair, the aristocracy is a group of scourges!"

The God of Radiance smiled, he smiled and said: "I am just trying to preserve my strength now, I have too many believers, the Radiant Church is strong, the nobles will naturally be afraid of me, after I take all the responsibility, they will give up trying to fight the stupidity of other churches, that is just thankless." They have enough confidence to attack my church, even if the secret suppression is exposed, they will not be hurt too much, as long as they give up a part of their interests, they can hurt the 'too powerful' Glorious Church, why don't the nobles do it?"

"The believers who can be shaken by these rumors are nothing short of 'chicken ribs' to me, and although they are huge, they do not really hurt the church at all. But for other churches it is different, I am a powerful divine power that I can afford, but they are not. ”

"The ruler of that country told me with the facts that this world has long needed some changes, but now it's too late to change, unless there is a big blood change, nothing will change at the root!"

"And if you want to do that...... "the God of Radiance muttered, "it's not something that a Church of Radiance can do!"

"The nobles have been inherited for too long, they don't deserve to sit in that position, even if there can still be nobles in this world, they must be like the nobles of the Principality of Sorrow, if there is no outstanding contribution in the generation, they will be cut down - the good reputation that their ancestors have finally established has been ruined!"

"The current 'aristocracy' is about to become synonymous with greed, erosion, shamelessness, and arrogance, which was not the case eight hundred years ago!"

The words of the god of radiance, the old man also felt deeply.

As the 'elder' of the Golden Dragon Clan, he participated in the Great War more than 800 years ago, and lived in the Sloe Mendes Continent for the next 100 years, only returning to the Southern Continent a hundred years later.

In the aftermath of the Great War, the continent of Slo Mendes was in ruins, and a number of nobles who shone with the splendor of humanity emerged.

They went down to the fields with the farmers with their farm tools, hunted with their bows and arrows, and hunted with hunters, and their food and lodging were not much different from those of the commoners, except that they were a little larger.

They protect the civilians under their rule from monsters, some are insidious and cunning, some are cruel, but they are willing to pay their precious lives to protect their territory and people.

They all know very well that the commoners worship them, that their relationship to protect the commoners is reciprocal, and that those who can become 'nobles' are all powerful or virtuous, and even more so, both.

But today's aristocrats are not the same!

They don't even know what their territory depends on for its output, they don't know how to farm, they don't take out the food that has accumulated in the storehouses in a year of famine and distribute it to the civilians, and they don't live with the civilians.

Today's aristocrats are accustomed to being superior, and have forgotten what their ancestors were like, and even forgotten that the pride of the nobility comes from their own actions, not from their 'bloodline' and 'identity'!

"It's no longer their time to rule the land!"

The God of Radiance defined the nobles with a phrase, and his anger brewed in secret: "I thought that if I tried to change the world, I would be able to turn the 'nobles' around through education, so I 'turned a blind eye' to them for hundreds of years." It wasn't until before I realized that it was all my fault, and that I shouldn't have let them go, and I shouldn't have used 'solid order' as an excuse to stop Carl. Except for a few, this group is rotten!"

"If it weren't for my fault, Vivien Leigh wouldn't be what she is now, and if I had stopped her sooner, the world of Assatom would have been completely different now......"

The God of Radiance closed his eyes and sighed, "These are all my faults! As the main god of the human god system, as the oldest god in this world, I have made many mistakes, many mistakes that should not have been made, and many of them are difficult to make up!"

The old man stroked his long beard and pondered for a moment, "So, you came to me in the hope that the Golden Dragon Clan could help you...... Right?"

"Now the aristocracy is ......powerful," the god of radiance laughed to himself, "even Vivien Leigh can't control them, although they are the 'god of nobility', they can't control the nobility, isn't it a very ironic thing? ”

The old man frowned, and almost plucked off a few of his beards, "Has the aristocratic power of the Sloe Mendes Continent swelled to this point now?

"No, it's not. ”

The God of Radiance shook his head again, "Although the Arcanists of the Arcane Empire are inhumane, they have always fought us head-on, and have never fought the idea of civilians, this is the only thing they deserve my admiration, even after the battle has entered a stalemate, they have never thought of using civilians to threaten us, but the 'nobles' are different!"

With only coldness left on his face that had always been filled with a gentle smile, the God of Radiance whispered, "If they are cornered, they will want to try every way that will keep them alive. In human society, the most undead who have been cleaned up, in addition to the cemeteries and necromancers, are the nobles who have transformed themselves into undead in order to prolong their lives!"

"The former guardians have now become 'monsters' who take their lives—greed and lust are constantly precipitating and fermenting in their hearts. The God of Radiance scoffed, "People often think of monsters as 'monsters', but they don't know that the nobles who have been working on their heads have long since become monsters in human skin. ”

"In the past, not many people died even if they were poor, but now that they are 'rich', more and more people are dying, and in the past, only wild beasts used to eat people, but now even people have begun to eat people!" the god of radiance let out a low roar, and then slowly calmed down again.

"I hope you can help me...... I think 'humanity' can still be saved!"

The old man was silent for a long time and nodded, "Okay!"