Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 497 - 81: Dialogue of Kings! Amazon Queen_2
"I had guessed that you might know of the Roman Empire, or perhaps, retain some records in ancient traditions."
In the Root World, there are countless legends about the Otherworld, and the Celtic faith includes many Otherworld realms.
What a coincidence.
Duncan is the emperor who reshaped the Roman Empire, and also the King of Kings of the Root World. He is extremely familiar with the means of gathering divinity for oneself.
So when he first saw the statue, he knew things were not as simple as they appeared.
The Queen of Oreitia looked increasingly shocked, starting to believe Duncan, but was unsure why he had joined the Barbarian Race.
At this moment, a priestess behind her whispered, "Reincarnation."
"The ability of the Celtic Druids."
"Preserve memory, reincarnate into a Barbarian Race, or rely on a specific secret technique to recover memories of the previous life after reincarnation."
Huh?
The reasons have all been thought out for me?
Duncan’s expression was somewhat mocking, neither admitting nor denying.
He gazed at the Queen of Oreitia before him and slowly said, "It seems you previously worshiped the indigenous gods of the Storm Isles, because your rituals no longer received any response from Ares and Artemis?"
Indigenous gods, equivalent to the African divine spirits of the Root World, are really not preferred unless there are no other choices.
If divine spirits abandon their bases, the believers within become the abandoned.
The Queen of Oreitia now somewhat believed Duncan, as he seemed to truly possess wisdom, which is actually a deep understanding of divine spirits. Duncan had studied the deification ritual for many years; traditional methods for achieving deification in the real world remain limited.
He had exhausted every means to elevate Crow Queen Triss to divinity.
"Yes." The Queen of Oreitia nodded solemnly, "Our rituals no longer receive any response from Artemis."
"We’ve also lost a trace of divine power in our blood, resorting to seeking other forms of strength."
The Amazonian Warriors possess faint bloodlines from Greek gods.
Legend says they are descendants of the War God and fairies.
When the Queen of Oreitia took over the entire Amazon tribe, they were actually at a critical point of survival, forced to convert to the indigenous gods of the Storm Isles, similar to the Greek ethnicity directly converting to the indigenous gods of North Africa, which faced much opposition at the time.
It’s like the descendants of Yanhuang running to believe in the indigenous gods of Southeast Asia, or even converting to the sect of India.
At the time, she could only suppress it with harsh methods.
The legendary Greek ethnic groups are still quite proud, and the Amazonians were pushed to the brink.
"And then you converted."
Duncan nodded slightly and continued, "But soon you discovered that conversion didn’t make the Amazon tribe any better."
"Even, to gain strength."
"The power of the storm?"
"You also had to pay a heavy price?"
The power they mastered clearly wasn’t Zeus’ divine thunder, more like elemental power mastered by divine-like power.
The temple altar of this tribe bears evident traces of blood sacrifice.
The divine-like power they worship, equivalent to the dark age goddesses of Avalon in ancient times, is the evil god before purification; these divine spirits particularly favor blood sacrifice. To acquire the power they bestow, paying a price is inevitable.
This led to the previous scene witnessed, with the queen’s statue in front, placed in the square, followed by the indigenous god’s altar.
The reason it was placed in the shadows is probably due to the pervasive blood.
The Queen of Oreitia was already somewhat convinced, while the priestess behind her fully trusted Duncan’s identity, firmly believing he is indeed related to Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom, and proactively stated, "Indeed."
"His appetite has grown increasingly greedy, ordinary blood sacrifices can no longer satisfy Him."
"Over the years, the tribe has offended too many enemies to feed Him."
This type of indigenous gods.
You could directly treat them as ancient monsters, great monsters of Lion Camel Ridge who love blood and blood sacrifices; some of them aren’t even human, possibly divine-like powers accidentally elevated in the era of ancient totems.
Many divine-like powers of the old era are animals or beasts.
For example, a prehistoric crocodile near a tribe in ancient times, humans couldn’t kill it, thus could only offer blood sacrifices, which over time turned into totem beliefs, eventually evolving into divine-like power.
Duncan nodded slightly, understanding, "So you’re looking for a chance to eliminate Him."
"Otherwise, it’s only a matter of time before you face a backlash."
Speaking of which, he gazed at the Queen of Oreitia before him and said lightly, "But relying solely on your strength is still insufficient, even if you’ve erected a statue for yourself, you still cannot contend with Him."
"So you captured Hegel, aiming to attract the Furious Gods."
"To eradicate Him!"
The Queen of Oreitia was now convinced, she slightly bowed her head and said, "That’s right. I did indeed attract the Furious Gods."
Duncan appeared slightly puzzled, slowly saying, "But I still don’t understand one thing."
"By doing this, it seems like you’re placing yourself in a desperate situation?"
"A slight mistake."
"And you would be pulverized."
Gaining benefit amidst divine spirits’ disputes is never easy; her chances of success are less than one-tenth, with a high likelihood of sudden death.
At this moment.
The priestess behind the Queen of Oreitia spoke in a low tone, "This is the sacrifice made by the queen."
"If we succeed."
"The Amazon tribe will birth a divine spirit of our own."
