Ancient and mysterious hymns rang on the altar.

The believers all looked devoutly at the figure of the green robe on the altar that could not be seen clearly.

In the eyes of believers who are almost impossible to reach God, the oracle is the person closest to God.

The chanting ends.

The entire square fell into silence.

Everyone held their breath and waited for a miracle that might happen.

Gu Shengyin lowered his head slightly and glanced below. Tens of thousands of people made the same move: his hands overlapped on his forehead, hoping that the gods who held their faith could look down on them.

She smiled, and then her figure suddenly changed.

In everyone's eyes, even those who cannot see clearly with illnesses, they clearly "see" the figure on the altar very far away from them.

Her long golden hair grew rapidly and soon reached her ankles. The green robe on her body changed into a style, and the green leaves on the robe's feet were embroidered with shimmering.

Her eyes turned into jade-like green, and a gorgeous crown appeared on her forehead that was difficult to describe in the words of the world.

In her hand, she held a golden scepter.

Her face is gorgeous and exquisite, but she cannot stay in anyone's mind and memory for a second.

Gu Shengyin's green eyes that seemed to envelop all things in the world slowly swept across the crowd below.

When everyone was looked at by such a look, they had the urge to worship.

"Hello, my believers." A cool voice slowly crossed everyone's eardrums.

"god!"

Like a tide, everyone knelt down with a fanatical look.

The gods actually heard their call and came.

At this moment, no one would suspect that the gods standing on the altar were the gods.

How could such majesty and such a gaze be a god?

Even Phoebit couldn't help but follow his instinct and knelt down at Gu Shengyin unwillingly.

Then, she felt that the god's eyes fell on her.

Phoebitt dared not look up. He was a little excited and didn't know what the god wanted to say to him?

He felt that he could express his opinion immediately, and that next year, no, starting tomorrow, more temples of nature will be built in the Rot Empire, and the belief in the goddess will continue to be passed on.

The goddess of nature spoke: "Why are you, the ruler of the Roth Empire, not treating your people well?"

What? Phoebitt was stunned.

The goddess of nature continued, "I see the poor every day without covering her clothes, hear the cry of the baby, and the wanderer prays for him to have a place to rest... The ruler of the Roth Empire, you let your people suffer."

Phoebit only felt a huge divine power coming on him, and his face turned pale and he was about to collapse on the ground at almost any time.

But he still insisted: "It's just a few lowly common people. How can you question me because of them?"

"Haughty? Common people?" The voice of the goddess of nature resounded throughout the entire Rot Empire. "In my eyes, there is no noble or poor, and anyone who believes in me is my people."

Many people burst into tears because of this sentence.

Yes, they are no less humble than anyone else.

At least in the eyes of the gods, they are no less humble than anyone else.

Phoebitt felt a chill all over.

Then, he heard the god's indifferent tone: "Pheebitt, I can't bear to be the emperor of the Rot Empire."

Seeing that the number of chapters is 1008, I have the urge to write 10086...
Chapter completed!