The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 568 The Current Situation of the Goblins

Richard's current location is a gap in the defense line.

The former Great Wall defense line has now collapsed, and the goblins have rebuilt a defense line based on some of the fortresses on the Great Wall defense line.

However, the long-term attacks of the abyss demons have left this line of defense full of loopholes.

If Richard had not appeared, this line of defense would have completely collapsed in a few years.

Flying into the sky, Richard looked down at the entire earth through the gray mist.

In this land, Richard felt a strong faith. The suffering did not make these goblins give up their faith, but instead, it was like a test of fire, making their faith stronger.

Standing in the sky, Richard felt that the power of the gods' dimension in his body suddenly moved. Under the influence of these forces of faith, the power of the gods' dimension was turning into something similar to the world's protection.

At the same time, a message entered his mind from the dimension of gods.

"Racial God..."

Richard raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little insulted. How could a pure-blooded human like him become a goblin god?
But think about it, goblins and hobgoblins are the same race. And hobgoblins look not much different from humans. Richard is not much different from ordinary hobgoblins except that he is a little whiter.

Ordinary believers almost all believed that Richard was a nobleman.

"The racial god is the racial god, at least the blessings he gives are good."

Although the range of believers of the racial gods is somewhat limited compared to other gods, the blessings they receive from the gods are more than ordinary gods, and they have an ability called racial protection.

This ability allows the gods to use the power of their own race to fight, and the smaller the race, the higher the proportion of support.

If a race encounters a crisis of extinction, the racial god can even directly devour the power of all members of the race, from vitality to soul, all of which will belong to the god.

"Is it really okay for a wizard like me to have this kind of ability?" Richard felt a little amused after receiving the message.

Wiping away the evil thoughts in his mind, Richard waved his hand, and he and the fire lizards behind him turned into streams of light and headed straight for the current goblin center - the City of Miracles.

……

The City of Miracles is a holy place in the hearts of countless people. In the ancient past, the City of Miracles was an industrial city. But as the birthplace of the Order of Miracles, the place where the sages descended.

After the sage ascended to godhood, this industrial city was elevated to a holy place. Under the decision of the Pope and two bishops, the city of Bruno was razed to the ground, and the City of Miracles was built on its original site.

“Those were great times.”

Outside the City of Miracles, an old pilgrim said to the child beside him.

Pilgrimage is an integral part of religion.

Firm believers with pious hearts travel from their hometowns through various means just to pay homage to the place where the gods once walked.

"Then why has it become like this now?" the thin child asked back.

Outside the City of Miracles, huge factories were producing day and night. The workers were back to the old days, but this time they didn't even get paid.

In order to maintain military supplies on the front lines and the consumption of the priests, the rationing system has been implemented for two hundred years.

Not having enough to eat, not having warm clothes, but not starving to death, not freezing to death, this is the life of ordinary goblins. However, as the front line continues to retreat, this kind of life is gradually becoming unbalanced.

"Child, these are all tests given to us by God," the old pilgrim said devoutly.

The child shook his head, not quite understanding what the old pilgrim was saying.

Why did the wise men test them? If they failed the test, would they be unworthy of being God's followers?
Suddenly, the child looked up at the sky. A bright stream of light passed through the gloomy mist and descended over the City of Miracles.

The next moment, all the bells in the City of Miracles rang. The bright holy light dispelled the haze, and a figure wearing a black robe and holding a staff slowly emerged from the holy light.

The old pilgrim looked at the figure and knelt down on the ground trembling. The ground was full of sewage and filthy, but all the pilgrims who saw the figure knelt down on the ground without hesitation.

In the 543rd year of the Sage Calendar, miracles reappeared.

"We have passed God's test, and the sage will save us again."

……

The huge white church is magnificent, with layered towers with intricate patterns and sculptures. Each of these sculptures was made by a master. When the City of Miracles was first built, this city brought together all the skilled craftsmen in the entire goblin world.

Even the simplest patterns inside were created by contemporary masters.

After more than five hundred years of wind and rain, this magnificent building, which was converted from the first church of the Order of Miracles, finally welcomed its destined owner.

The brilliant holy light slowly disappeared. Richard stood in front of his statue with a group of salamander warriors, gazing at the statue's face with interest.

"Yeah, that's right. The sculpture looks more imposing than me."

Turning around, a cardinal and many priests behind him were looking at Richard, a god who had disappeared for more than 500 years, in shock.

"Ask Tell and Franken to come over and meet them."

Richard's voice was gentle, but it carried a sense of authority. The cardinal looked at the godlike figure and knelt on the ground without hesitation. After him, the other priests also knelt on the ground.

"My Lord. We have finally passed your test."

"test?"

Richard was a little confused by what the cardinal said, but he did not deny anything, and just continued, "Let Tell and Franken come to see me."

"Yes, my lord."

Soon, Franken and Anson arrived at the church.

In the empty church, Richard stood in front of the statue, just like he had five hundred years ago. Beside him, the fire lizard girl holding a long-handled knife stood a little awkwardly.

"No, my lord, you are back."

Franken was so excited that he couldn't express it in words. He even had trouble speaking. Anson was much calmer, but when he saw Richard, his face was filled with shock and ecstasy. Richard nodded slightly: "Well, I'm back. Where's Tyr?"

The two men bowed slightly. As the first members of the Order of Miracles, they knew that Richard did not like to kneel.

"...My Lord, Tyr's situation is a bit complicated." Franken hesitated for a moment, as if he was about to speak but stopped. As Tyr's student, Anson said directly: "Teacher secretly studied the abyss and was contaminated by the abyss. He is currently imprisoned in the dungeon under the church."

Richard shook his head. "He really dares to study the abyss. Take me to see him and tell me about the current situation on the way."

Franken's expression changed slightly, and he asked excitedly: "My Lord, are we going to counterattack?"

"What else?" Richard glanced at him strangely, "If we don't destroy the abyss, this world will be swallowed by it."

"My Lord is wise."

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me about the developments over the years."

After saying that, he turned back to look at Sora and asked in confusion: "Little guy, are you okay?"

"No no!"

"Why are you standing there without me? Come here."

"Yes!"

The situation in the goblin world was not optimistic. According to Franken, the goblins had a huge food shortage. Abyss pollution caused a large amount of land to grow only poisonous abyss plants. And their various mineral resources were also in short supply due to the loss of land.

Many better weapons had to be discontinued or only produced in small quantities due to material shortages.

And due to the lack of research in the field of aircraft, the goblins' air superiority has been controlled by demons for many years. These demons often pass through the goblins' air defense positions and carry out abyssal pollution inside the goblins.

After hearing what he said, Richard could almost conclude that if he had come a dozen years later, he would have been ready to take his people and run away.

Passing through the winding corridors outside the church, Richard and his party came to a black door that was guarded and sealed by fire lizard warriors.

When the two Salamander warriors saw Richard, they immediately knelt on one knee.

"My lord."

"Well, open the door."

"Yes."

The sealed door was slowly lifted by two soldiers, and a tunnel illuminated by torches appeared in front of Richard.

"You're using torches, are you performing a play?" Richard laughed.

Franken looked embarrassed and replied, "I think this is safer. We don't know much about the abyss. Although the torch cage is simple, at least nothing will go wrong."

Richard nodded slightly after listening: "Yes, this cautious attitude is very good."

Richard walked through the long spiral staircase and arrived at the basement of the church.

At the end of the stairs was a corridor, which was also guarded by Salamander warriors. At the end of the corridor was a deformed monster made of a mixture of machinery and flesh, bound by chains blessed by divine magic and unable to move.

Anson looked at the monster and said with some sadness, "My Lord, that is my teacher. I don't know what he has researched. Since he was infected by the Abyss, no matter how we use magic to expel the Abyss, the Abyss in his body can never be expelled completely.

In order to prevent him from being completely corrupted, we could only bless his prosthetic body, and as a result, he became what he is now."

The power of the abyss is rooted in Tyr's flesh and blood. Although it is suppressed by the power of divine magic, the collision of the two forces still produced tremendous changes to Tyr.

The flesh and blood continued to grow from his heart,

"The expulsion was not clean?"

Richard frowned slightly. As long as the infection level of ordinary creatures is not high enough, they can survive by using their short tails to get rid of the erosion. Unless they reach the level of the Lord of the World, once they are eroded, they will pollute the origin and become impossible to eradicate.

He walked to Tyr's side and touched Tyr's forehead with a finger.

The next moment, a powerful mental force flowed into Tyr's brain through his fingers.

"Tyr, let down your guard, or you will lose more."

"who are you?"

"I am a sage."

"Sage Lord? Sage Lord!"

Tyr's mind had already gone a little crazy, and years of suffering had overwhelmed his spirit. Fortunately, the name of the Sage was important enough to awaken his last bit of sanity.

"Yes, my lord."

The next moment, Richard's mental power flipped through Tyr's memories without any hindrance. In these memories, Richard indeed found a memory about the Abyss Rune.

"I knew it was this."

Richard erased the memory and then released a purification spell.

Under the effect of divine magic, the deformed flesh and blood on Tyr's body caused by the pollution of the abyss suddenly withered. Under the soft holy light, Tyr returned to the appearance of the mechanical priest with a full body of prosthetics.

"Don't study the Abyss Rune unless you still want it to be like this."

Richard did not blame Thiel for anything; studying the unknown is an inevitable part of every research.

"Yes, my Lord." Tyr's voice was weak but pious.

"Franken," Richard turned and said, "Go and start the factory, prepare more rails, trains and flame purifiers. In the next war, your main task is to conquer the lost land and purify the abyss.

The world has been eroded enough by the Abyss, and it cannot continue."

(End of this chapter)