"Priesthood condensation?

Latinia blinked, a little confused, wondering if she had misheard something.

"You don't know?"

Raising his eyebrows, Cervantes looked at Latinia's eyes full of surprise, as a god, she didn't know about it?

New Priesthood ...... It is true that the world of Assatom has not been condensed by a new priesthood for a long time, is it because of this?

"Yes, yes, as a god, it's a shame that I don't know about it, right?" said Latinia pouting, unpleasant.

Cervantes opened his mouth, ready to explain it to Latinia, but when he heard this, he closed his mouth again.

Really, it's fun!

Latinia knew about this, but she didn't guess in that direction for the first time, because it had been a long time since a new priesthood had been born in the world of Asathom, and the current 'Spirit of the Magic Net' was also the 'Goddess of Magic' before that.

Because it has been a long time since a new priesthood has been born in this world, even the god Latinia has forgotten.

In addition to the 'world's own' priesthood, many of the priesthoods are now born from the actions of intelligent beings, such as love, such as trade, then rule, or forging.

No matter how old they may be, these priesthoods were born out of the actions of intelligent beings.

In addition to the primordial gods who were born from the world itself, were born with powerful divine powers, and represented a part of the world, the original gods of faith were born in that era when a large number of priesthoods were condensed.

However, now the gods of the world of Assasatom are all gods of faith, and after several changes, the gods of Assasatom have become what they are today.

Even the oldest god of the Assastom lineage, the God of Light, has undergone many changes, and after the fall of his predecessors, the Lord of the Sun and the God of Light, he ascended to the throne and became the oldest god of the Assastom lineage today.

Since that time, the birth of the priesthood has slowed down a lot, and even thousands of years ago it has completely come to a standstill, and no priesthood has ever been born.

Therefore, Latinia did not imagine in this direction for the first time, but Cervantes had more brains and courage than her, and after thinking carefully and guessing boldly, he finally found something relevant from the inheritance memory......

"The 'concept' came first, then the 'fact', but this time there were many 'witnesses', so that is why this happened......

Cervantesmo rubbed his chin, although Latinia didn't say it clearly, he could basically guess what kind of priesthood it was, after all, between him and the maid, the memory was the same.

Although people don't know it, even Latinia is only a little guess, but the 'concept' and 'fact' have appeared, and the title is not really important, and the essence of this priesthood will not change no matter how it is called.

“...... Remember the 'Internet' that Serra mentioned to you?" Cervantes scratched his hair, trying to explain the priesthood to the goddess of wealth, but as a dragon, he really couldn't think of any elegant words to describe it.

"Of course!"

The goddess of fortune was moved and covered her mouth in surprise: "Do you know what this new priesthood is?"

Cervantes crossed his arms and asked, "Didn't you do that at the behest of Sera?" until now, Serra and I still share memories, so basically the knowledge she has is ...... Well, have a lot. ”

After a few vague words, Cervantes turned the topic back in Latinia's disdainful eyes: "'Internet' - this is just a title, a description, because it is more vivid, so I will use this as a title for the time being." ”

Cervantes did not choose to use coined words to explain, but chose to translate in Chinese.

Nowadays, the children in Wende City can at least speak fluent Chinese, and the pastor of the Knowledge Church, who is a teacher, is able to use Chinese to communicate fluently.

Because of this incident, the goddess of wealth deliberately used magic to learn this language and writing when she first came to Wende City, so now she can also understand what Cervantes means now.

"Web ......," Latinia murmured, "like a spider's web?"

The leaves have veins, and the human body has veins, but the veins of the spider web are clearer and more intuitive, so the goddess of wealth subconsciously thought of the spider web.

"Yes, it's like a spider's web!" the black dragon paused slightly, "but there are a few differences. ”

In Thella's vision, the deity itself determines the center of this 'spider web', with the temple and church as the support points, the clergy as the threads connecting the support points on the same floor, and the believers as the end of the network. The thread that connects 'all the dots' is information, or 'information transmission and exchange', and these things can form a 'network'. ”

On the way to the study, Cervantes gestured with both hands to Latinia to make the explanations more vivid and concrete.

Latinia nodded, indicating that she understood.

"So what I'm doing today symbolizes the emergence of the 'Internet'?"

To be honest, Latinia really couldn't believe it.

It's not that she doesn't believe in the birth of a new priesthood, because she already has a definite feeling, and what makes her a little incredulous is that what she did before represents the 'network'.

Serena and she had been working hard to create a 'network', but after all this time, the internal network of the Church of Fortune still could not be truly popularized, although there were many factors in this, but according to the legacy left by the Arcane Empire, they should not be so unbearable.

"It's just a 'concept', in fact, you're just acting as a 'signal amplifier' to transmit the images from the Overwatch Town in real time, and magic can do it, but it can't be so convenient and consumes a lot of money. ”

Latinia sat on the sofa in the study, watching Cervantes make a pot of tea at the coffee table, listening to his explanation, and wondering what to think.

'Is this what this black dragon looks like after it has quieted down?' Looking at Cervantes's soft side face, Latinia was a little stunned.

For more than a year, she had never seen Cervantes look so tranquil.

Just one glance at her, Cervantes knew what she was thinking.

"I'm mentally ill, but I'm not stupid. ”

Placing a cup of tea in front of the goddess of wealth, the black dragon sat aside with his teacup and took a sip despite the boiling heat.

It turns out that this guy still knows that he is mentally ill......

"If I'm not mistaken......"

Cervantes narrowed his eyes comfortably and said, "Don't say it's a 'priesthood', you may not even get the 'related field', because the time is too short, and people don't have a clear object to pray to, so it may take a while for that priesthood to be born." ”

"But I think it's not so much about that that matters, but what you think about it. ”

"Huh?" Latinia was stunned for a moment, "what do you think......

It only took two seconds of hesitation for her to understand.

"This priesthood seems to be important......" Latinia took a breath, full of confusion.

If used well, then she will be able to go further—of course, talking about the priesthood of 'wealth' and 'trade'.

If the major cities of each country can exchange information through the 'network' without the entire continent, it will certainly be able to promote the development of commerce, but nowadays, this is still an unattainable dream, and this priesthood may not be seen to be important now, but in the future, it will ......

Moreover, this priesthood is not very similar to hers, and it is not high to any of the gods at the moment!

If she wants to accept this priesthood, this priesthood will be restricted, and after affecting the real world, it means that the development of the 'network' thing will be restricted.

But if she wanted to make the development of this priesthood unchecked, she would have to give up the priesthood of wealth and trade, or give it to someone else, or a god......

"What a hassle......

Latinia sighed, pinched the handle, and took a sip like a black dragon beside her.

"Burn—ah! Cervantes, stop for the old lady, there is a kind of you don't run!"