A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

Those involved in the battle may be confused, but those who are watching can see things clearly. The villagers in the fierce battle may only see Thomas retreating step by step, but the village chief can see that this is a hopeless battle.

If the fighting continues, everyone in the village will be killed.

"Ah..." Another shrill scream, Thomas's sword cut open the neck of another villager.

The other villagers had come to their senses after hearing the village chief's shouting.

But he didn't dare to go forward.

Thomas stretched his arms and then walked slowly towards the village chief.

The surrounding villagers retreated in a circle, with fear and trembling expressions on their faces.

I didn't realize it when my blood was boiling just now, but now that I have come to my senses, I feel scared.

Many people have died.

The way most people died was the same, with their throats slashed by a sword.

"Stop! Stop! Your companion is in my hands!" the village chief shouted.

Thomas looked at the other person with a little confusion.

In a blink of an eye, several strong villagers dragged out two men who were obviously unconscious.

They were unfamiliar faces, but judging from their clothes, it could be seen that the two men seemed to be followers or servants.

"Oh!" Thomas naturally didn't have any special feelings about strangers. He tilted his head and smiled.

"What do you want to do?"

"Put down the sword!" the village chief shouted sternly.

"Ha, I refuse."

"Don't you want your companion's life?"

Someone had already held a sharp dagger to the necks of the two strangers.

"Just kill him." Thomas replied, and continued to walk towards the other person step by step.

"You...you..." The village chief's voice was trembling.

He knew that he had really hit a wall this time.

Moreover, what terrified him the most was not these.

But his greatest reliance, the drug with a formula given by the messenger of God, actually had no effect on this man!

In the melee just now, more than one person threw out bags of those drugs.

Now that scent is all around.

The villagers have used a special antidote, so they are immune to its effects.

And this person... moved freely in this fragrance, apparently not affected at all.

how can that be possible?

With a bang, Thomas stomped the ground and rushed forward.

In the moment the village chief was stunned, Thomas had already approached him. Instead of using a sword, he kicked him again.

A solid kick to the chest.

The village chief was kicked out again.

This time, Thomas clearly heard the sound of bones breaking. The old man had broken at least three bones!

He was deliberately holding back his strength to avoid accidentally killing the old man.

We still need to get the truth about what happened and Rostislav's whereabouts from this old man.

"Wait! Don't hurt my father!"

Just as Thomas was about to step forward and interrogate the old man again, a pretty young woman suddenly squeezed in from the back of the crowd.

Thomas frowned.

"What do you want to ask? I'll tell you!" the woman said, her face covered in tears and snot.

In addition to the strange aroma of the drug, the village is now filled with the smell of blood.

Dozens of people died and the body was scattered all over the place.

"Very good, now you're sensible." Thomas sneered.

It is indeed the truth of this era that kind people are often bullied and kind horses are often ridden.

He came with peace and courtesy, but in return he was only fooled, deceived and threatened by others.

Only after resorting to force did we get a sincere response.

This was a lesson for him, and next time he could choose to be more direct.

He took out the portrait of Rostislav again and threw it to the woman who should be the village chief's daughter.

"I want to know his whereabouts! Tell me and I'll spare your life. If you say you don't know, or if you dare to lie to me!"

He gave a wolfish grin.

"Then you won't live any longer!"

The woman picked up the portrait, took a closer look, and her expression changed immediately.

"I know him... He was here yesterday! There were three of them."

"Where did you go next?" Thomas looked at the two strangers who were obviously unconscious.

Are these two men Rostislav's followers?

"He was knocked unconscious and sent to the messenger," the woman said. "Over there in the ruins!"

“Why do you do that?” Thomas asked.

It doesn't look like the ordinary kind of drama where people are tempted by money and kill and rob.

"The messenger of God requires us to pay tribute to healthy people, both men and women are fine, but no children or the elderly are allowed..." the woman said timidly.

"Father had no other choice. If he didn't send outsiders, he could only send the villagers."

Chapter 11 Ruins 1

"Who are these 'god's messengers' you mentioned? Why do they need healthy people?"

Thomas didn't quite understand.

Messenger of God... this is not an ordinary word.

“They claim to be messengers of God,” the woman replied.

"Claiming...what have they done to make you all believe it so?"

"They can cure diseases," the woman explained. "If you disobey them, a great plague will soon befall the village. But if you obey them, you can receive healing from them."

"Ah!" Thomas was startled.

"Besides, they can not only treat diseases, they can also make various kinds of drugs and poisons... They are all very effective." The woman looked at Thomas.

She couldn't understand why the drug that always worked for her didn't work on Thomas.

After staying in the range of the drug for such a long time, even a hero should have fainted by now and let them do whatever they want.

Just like the same person from yesterday.

The man also exuded the aura of a warrior. His strong and muscular arms and body could almost be seen through his clothes. It was obvious at a glance that he was a very powerful warrior, an elite who had fought in many battles.

But after taking a packet of sleeping pills, the warriors immediately became weaklings.

Like a puppet, they easily took it down and sent it over.

"Then why do they want healthy people?"

"I don't know, but I guess...it was used for drug testing."

"Testing drugs..." Thomas asked coldly. "So, you kidnapped visitors from out of town and sent them over... How many times have you done this?"

"Sir, we are forced to do this. If we don't do this, our own people will be sent away. If we resist, the entire village will be destroyed immediately! No one will survive!" The woman began to sob.

"And then, you can also get the wealth and mounts from those outsiders?" Thomas narrowed his eyes.

Now it’s obvious that this village is so wealthy and most people can live in buildings... for a reason!

It's not just because there are no taxes.

Moreover, there are many benefits to be gained!

The woman could not answer and could only continue sobbing.

"How many divine messengers are there?"

"I don't know. They're very mysterious, but there shouldn't be many of them."

"Since you're sending someone there, you must have been there before. What's the situation there? What defenses are there in the ruins of the ancient city?"

"Sir, there are no defenses. We don't know why they stayed in the ruins. We only know that they usually live in basements and other places. Several buildings in the city have been restored, but they are only used as meeting or ceremonial venues."

"Take me there," Thomas said in an unyielding tone.

……

The so-called ancient city ruins are not far from the village.

If you walk, it will take most of the day.

Locals can also save some time because they are familiar with the roads.

"Is this the ruins? The plague land?" Thomas stood on a hillside, overlooking the small basin below.

Since there is no human deforestation and destruction, the environment here is pretty good.

An ancient town, built of gray-white stones and mud, lies quietly in a vast sea of ​​trees.

In reality, greenery should have already permeated this human city. However, some other force had uprooted the greenery, making this ancient city appear particularly out of place.

It is out of tune with the surrounding natural environment.

It was like a restricted zone for life, preventing the forest from spreading.

Thomas didn't have enough knowledge of archaeology, so he couldn't tell from a distance what civilization's ruins these were.

But it is certain that even if the city remains intact, it is just a small city.

It's about the same size as Sela City.

Moreover, it can be seen that the abandonment of the city was not due to war.

Even though it has been hundreds or thousands of years, one can still feel from the ruins that it has not been baptized by war.

It was not destroyed by foreign enemies.

The residents in the city should have moved away on their own initiative.

Maybe it was the famine or something.

Perhaps they moved to more affluent areas, and the city's residents ultimately chose not to return. Only the ancient city remains in eternal waiting.

No wonder there aren't many treasure hunters coming here.

A town that has been looted and destroyed by foreign violence will more or less have some abandoned property left behind.

In a city where residents are actively relocating, there's really no real profit to be made. Before leaving, residents will take whatever belongings they can.

Thomas stared at that spot for a long time.

Evaluated it from a military perspective.

Indeed, this is just an ordinary ruin, with almost no defense capabilities.

Basically, it's like a sieve, leaking air everywhere. Anyone can come in and out freely.

In the central area of ​​the ruins, there are several buildings that have been obviously repaired.

This is obviously a recent project and does not fit in with the other ruins around it.

He stepped forward, but found that several villagers who were leading the way did not dare to move.