My destiny is to go to work in a world that is collapsing

Nashida would listen to Hua Yi's words.

But she could not show the pressure of the gods and the seven rulers of the world to shock Xumi City.

Even though the Church of the Order has neglected the gods for five hundred years, the people of Xumi have almost forgotten the existence of the Little Auspicious Grass King.

Rather than proving what the power of the gods is like a prison and making the people who have committed the crime of disrespect realize their own insignificance and the loftiness of the gods, Nashida chose the grace of the gods~like the sea.

She regarded the plan proposed by Hua Yi as a multiple-choice question and made the most merciful decision.

As one of the seven rulers of the world and a true god in the field of grass elemental force, the Little Auspicious Grass King can accurately control every strand of elemental force and turn this force, which is not as sharp as thunder, into grace that nourishes all things.

Inside the Grand Bazaar, the grass elemental force surged and flowed, and the people in it would not be harmed at all. They were bathing in the grace of God, and their stubborn diseases were eliminated under the baptism of the vast elemental force.

Ordinary people in Xumi, and even officials of the Order Court who had long disrespected the gods, were blessed. The order officials who were injured in yesterday's turmoil and forced themselves to get up from the sickbed to participate in the worship ceremony of the Grand Bazaar found that their injuries were healed under the emerald green light of life, and immediately understood that it was the Lord Grass God who personally took action to redeem the world.

Even among the people of the world, including the lunatics who neglected her a lot.

What mercy!

The edict officer, who was worshipping the gods, was filled with gratitude and buried his head deeply, kneeling down with the same force as hitting the floor. However, there was no pain on his forehead. The grass elemental force that was everywhere and lingered in the space turned into a soft blanket, protecting every prayer and confessor who knelt down heavily.

Even the foreign merchants and the desert gilded brigade were not excluded. They were not believers of the grass god and did not choose to worship the little auspicious grass king. With their own beliefs or persistence, they bent down and touched their chests in a second-level way.

The Liyue Chamber of Commerce respected the gods, but what about the gilded brigade?

You should know that among the desert people, there are many conspiracy theories such as "the Great Compassion Tree King killed the Red King to become the only god of Xumi". Even if the previous grass god died five hundred years ago, facing the current little auspicious grass king, the desert people cannot simply have faith in the Lord of the Rainforest.

But when the mercenaries who licked blood on the tip of their blades found that they were also bathed in the grace of God and blessed by the God of Grass, and the hidden injuries left by countless bloody battles were all healed under the baptism of elemental power, those eyes that had become indifferent because of experiencing too many hardships of survival finally trembled violently and uncontrollably.

The gods of the rainforest are willing to bestow grace on the desert people?

Leaving the hot and dry desert and coming to the humid rainforest to make a living, they do not have the knowledge of the rainforest people and are despised by the Order. The only way to earn Mora legally and legally is to accept the commission of the employer and escort the caravan across the wilderness. Fighting monsters is commonplace, and bleeding and being injured is the most ordinary life.

The mercenaries have long been accustomed to it.

Moving in groups like wolves, saving up a sum of Mora and thenLeaving the mercenary group and becoming a lone wolf.

They can't rely on others, they can only rely on themselves, fighting monsters with knives, using blood and flesh to delay time to get Mora, how can they easily hand it over to their colleagues in the mercenary group, or even invest in their hometown and change the desert settlement.

What are they fighting for? Just to stay alive.

Now, a noble god has descended to the earth, allowing the desert people to receive grace.

The wind and sand can't dazzle the eyes of the desert people, but now they are in the warm and humid Xumi City, they feel that something has entered their eyes.

Before, in order to intercept Hua Yi, Azar summoned a large number of gilded brigades. Originally, time was short, and some mercenaries were unable to return in time outside Xumi City. Now, after a day, the number of gilded brigades in the city has actually reached the highest peak in many years, and even the tribes that originally lived in the desert have sent people here to try to make a profit.

Even if we put aside the generous commission issued by the Order, the benefits of being bathed in the grace of God alone exceeded expectations.

A large number of mercenaries, whether rational or emotional, finally made the same choice in the face of the vast power of the Little Auspicious Grass King, who proved the loftiness of the gods in an indisputable way—

Deeply bowed their heads.

Hua Yi, who was accompanying Nashida, and Dina Zedai, Nilu, Lisa, and Ying who were following behind them should have attracted inquiring eyes. The people beside the gods were obviously favored by the gods and might affect the situation in Xumi in the future. As a result, after the Little Grass God showed his power according to Hua Yi's intention, mortals were hit by the great power beyond common sense, and how could they maintain their ease in thinking.

They watched half-reverently and half-dazedly as Hua Yi helped Nashida get on the float, and the flowers decorated with various flowers bloomed further, and the flowers set off the gods, forming a sacred and beautiful picture.

Without the need for horses or pack animals to pull the cart, nor relying on built-in power, the grass elemental force follows the will of the gods, and the wheels roll forward.

As the float moves out of the Grand Bazaar, more grass elemental force is mobilized to nourish the creatures of the city.

Such a large scale and such a detailed mobilization of divine power is not an easy task for Nashida, who has only lived for 500 years. In fact, she has already used all her strength.

The emerald green light makes the stable space become dreamlike. The little grass god sits on the float, and his vision gradually becomes hazy.

The float is shaking, and Nashida closes her eyes. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

The dreamlike memories emerge. She was once found by a sage in the wilderness and brought back to Xumi City, Jingshan Palace.

God, we finally found you. Everyone is looking forward to meeting you.

The sages at that time were very excited, the church was cheering, and people set the birthday of the flower god as the festival of the new grass god, circling around her happily and cheering.

But all the joy was broken like a fragile dream. The church found that the new god was not as omniscient and almighty as imagined, and became disappointed and finally turned into indifference. The door of the Jingshan Palace was closed, and the little god spent five hundred years of loneliness.

The float was shaking, and Nashida opened her eyes. []

The reality now seemed like a dream.

Everyone was celebrating her festival, and some people shed tears, but there was no sadness in the tears.

The flower knights beside the float smiled at her, and the people of Xumi worshipped the gods.

The float was shaking, and Nashida was a little confused.

Is it herself who has become?

From a disappointing god to an excellent god who meets expectations?

No way.

But Nashida knew that she could laugh her way to the top of the mountain on the float. .