Chapter 718: Mother Earth Goddess Loses One of Her Divine Lives Forever

Chapter 716 715.A cool possibility lost forever in Mother Earth Goddess’s divine life, what a pity

“Why do you have such strange ideas? Why do you think Mother Gaia abandoned the Brass Dwarves simply because they weren’t sincere enough, simply because they were blinded by burning gold?”

In the valley of darkness, Murphy who was waiting for his loyal and brave players to be resurrected on line took the time to come to the hut where the Silver Dwarf Supreme Lord Ovorg was located, and Murphy who was always interested in faith and deities finally asked the doubt in his heart, but it made Lord Ovorg sigh tersely.

This little old dwarf who looked very old because he had lived for too long, even his body was hunched over, stroked his white beard that was dragging on the ground, he sighed and said:

“It seems that this is the explanation that the other powers on the continent have for the loss of divine favor for the Brass Dwarves, but this view is one-sided and incorrect.”

“You see, I am not in a hurry, and you are now recuperating and resting.”

Murphy reached out for a cup of flying wine and personally poured a glass for the Supreme Lord as he swept a glance at the other two earth guards guarding the room, feeling in his heart that Gaia’s favoritism for the silver dwarves was truly terrible.

Counting these two gold-ranked earth guards, just from what Murphy knew so far, there were no less than three gold powerhouses in a single Silver Castle.

He said:

“So, can I trouble you to explain the trick for me? Although we vampires have no faith and are loathed by most of the gods, I am one of the more special ones. I have always been interested in the little secrets of the gods.”

“But you can ask Archduke Tris, she is the best and most brilliant theologian on the continent, and I’ve heard that you have already done what countless males have aspired to, but have not been able to do, you have plucked the affections of Archduke Tris.

What a beautiful match made in heaven.

Even though my past encounters with the Scarlet Witch have not been pleasant, and she has infiltrated the Silver Castle in an attempt to steal our Earth Chalice, I have to admit that there is probably no one who has studied the mysteries of the gods more deeply than Archduke Tris.

It is this research that made her one of the most dangerous vampires in the last age.”

Lord Oefg did not refuse this Transylvanian wine, he smiled and picked up the glass and put it under his nostrils to sniff it, even his eyes, which were always squinted under the cover of his long-lived eyebrows, opened a bit.

It must be said that this Silver Dwarf Supreme Lord was really a kindly Dwarf elder, so much so that little Vikram even exclaimed “The Christmas Dwarf is right next to me” when he first met him.

The kind of calmness and kindness that has been refined over time makes him really approachable.

Unlike other Dwarves who were too rude, this Supreme Lord with Gaia’s artifact was a learned man.

In the face of his doubts, Murphy shrugged and said quite bluntly:

“Tris’s explanation of these things is from a third party perspective, but the answer given by you, who are most closely connected to Mother Earth Goddess, is the undoubtedly correct answer to the riddle. So please tell me, what exactly does Mother Goddess Gaia think in this matter?

I’m not going to lie to you, I’ve had contact with the Mother Goddess, and I don’t want to violate His taboos and mess things up in the next cooperation, the next black plague still needs everyone to work together to fight it.

Unity is an important part.”

“Well, that makes sense, well, for the sake of this nice bottle of wine, I can explain a little.”

Lord Oefg drained his glass of wine, but Murphy took out a wine chest with a thud, full of the finest wines he had brought from the Treasure Bay, and he handed it to the Supreme Lord, saying:

“Do not explain a little . We are not in a hurry, and you can perfectly well begin with the antecedents.”

“Well, it’s really hard to imagine that after this tragedy, the one who is most curious about the truth of it is actually an unbelieving vampire.”

Lord Oafg shook his head.

He gestured for Murphy to bring him another glass of this peculiarly flavored “saucy tech” and stroked his beard again, like one of those old men trying to find a suitable beginning for this story, but then he went straight to the results:
“There are also warriors in the Valley of the Shadows that the Brass Dwarves have withdrawn, and as you can see from the altar where they worship the Mother Goddess Gaia, not all of the Brass Dwarves have lost the attention of Mother Gaia.

Thus, this extinction of faith is not a tragedy that happened over an entire race, it is simply a painful act of bravery that Mother Gaia had to take to protect herself.

In our Dwarven faith, although the Dwarves were not created by Mother Gaia, we are indeed Gaia’s family.

We were born with the gift of sensing the earth and mobilizing its power, which proves that our fitness with our mother is perfect, and thus the Dwarves have become one of the races on the continent with the strongest connection to the gods.

It is an honor.

As you know, Mother Earth is not a god of faith.

She appeared on the world long before Dwarven civilization, and Mother Gaia does not need the faith of the Dwarves in order to exist; she is a god of innate greatness, and we Dwarves are mere dependents and followers of Mother Gaia rather than a necessity.

This is in stark contrast to the relationship between Vaam and the Barbarians.

Mother Gaia does not need the faith of mortals to maintain her greatness, but at the prayers of us Dwarves, Mother Gaia eventually accepted our faith as a link between herself and the Dwarves.

This is a risky thing for gods who are born great.

Because faith is a two-way street.

Believers will gain power and blessings from their worship of their gods, allowing them to become better beings as instructed by the canon, and gods will be changed by the convergence of mortal beliefs, and when all believers aspire for their god to maintain righteousness, even an evil god like the Lord of the Hunt is forced to be pushed into the realm of the good gods.

Thus, the very fact that Mother Gaia accepts our faith is enough to illustrate the Mother Goddess’s benevolence, with her care for us.

The fact that She willingly allowed herself to be linked by faith in order to better guide us also gives the Mother Goddess some of the qualities of a god of faith and His weaknesses!
Both, not only can Faith be used to link believers to the gods, in extreme cases, it can also be used to harm the gods.”

Ovorg sighed as he sipped a glass of wine and said softly:

“The Brass Dwarves were once as sincere as we Silver Dwarves; we were the priests of the Mother Goddess, proclaiming her majesty on the earth, and they were her guards, defending the Earth Mother’s shrines and places of faith on earth.

The Frost Dwarves are the hunters of the Mother Goddess, punishing all those who dishonor her in the world, not only because of our different colors and powers, but also because the Mother Goddess wishes to see the Dwarves thrive.

Everything was moving forward according to Mother Gaia’s expectations until the Brass Dwarves, with the assistance of the Halflings, discovered the mystery of the Burning Gold.

The Thing.
It too was buried in the ground, but it was not a creation of the Mother Goddess, who had sent down a warning when the Brass Dwarves had first begun to gather Burning Gold on a large scale.

It was the fruit of a dangerous power shaped.

Indeed, the Burning Gold itself was harmless, and though it came from subspace, its convergence in the material world had cleansed it of its undertones of chaos and evil, making it a highly efficient and incredibly powerful energy polymer.

But the magical nature of Burning Gold leads to some very strange phenomena when it is stacked in large quantities.

It amplifies emotions and desires, just as it perfectly accelerates all energetic processes.

Even the principle is the same.”

Lord Oafg finally spoke to the Outcasts about the greatest hidden danger of Burning Gold.

It had been the greatest secret of the Brass Dwarves, but now that the Brass Dwarves had been expelled from Gaia’s “Dwarves of Justice”, as Gaia’s Chief Priest, Ovorg could finally share these dangers without pressure.

He said:

“We still do not know the purpose and reason why the Shadows of Subspace gave birth to Burning Gold in the material world, but it is certain that the Brass Dwarves had already gone too far down the path by the time we discovered this disturbing property of Burning Gold.

They relied on Burning Gold to become powerful quickly, even building the undefeated Fortress of Brass and ending the threat of the Black Plague once and for all. Their friends the Halflings, protected by this, began to more actively assist the Brass Dwarves in using the power of Burning Gold, and the two races joined forces to monopolize the trade in Burning Gold, which allowed them to earn enough wealth to buy half a continent.

However, while they were using the gold recklessly, those marvelous things were also affecting them.

The Brass Dwarves began to become more and more indulgent, more and more resistant to Gaia’s dogma, their crime rate began to rise, more and more sinful dwarves were banished, and paradoxically, the desire for Burning Gold amplified to make the Brass Dwarves outnumbered instead.

Instead of declining due to this indulgence, they grew stronger.

I have counseled Hadran countless times, but he is a Supreme Lord and he has his own ideas, alas, their situation cannot really be called tainted, Lord Murphy.

The Brass Dwarves have not turned to other faiths since the beginning of time, they have simply been rendered unable to ever return to their original simple lives by the constant release of their desires, and the more contact they have with Burning Gold, the more pronounced their tendencies become in this regard.

On the contrary, those who do not have much contact with the bottom of the dwarves can still barely maintain the faith of the faith, I’ll put it this way, perhaps the beginning of this group degeneration is triggered by the gold burning, but after the more intense and the gold has little to do with the gold burning.

What really pushed the Brass Dwarves further and further away…”

“It was wealth, money, greed.”

Murphy answered for Lord Ovorg, who nodded wordlessly and drank his third drink of the day as he said:
“It was a key that unlocked the desires of the heart, and they have been there ever since.

The once simple pleasures could no longer satisfy the emptiness in the heart, and so it only intensified.

You have never been to the Brass Fortress, so you may not be aware of the casinos, the wine of depravity, and the slaves of all races quietly bought back in the shadows of the Dwarven trade area.

You may not know that one of the biggest buyers of Shadow Elf slavers includes the mineral companies of the Brass Fortress.

This phenomenon has been going on for a long time.

To be honest, I had expected the end of Gaia’s eventual abandonment of the Brass Dwarves; it wasn’t that the Mother Goddess was cruel, but that He had to do it, or else she would have been influenced in turn by the Brass Dwarves’ group hedonism and consumerism, and allowed the Mother Goddess to undergo a character shift as a result.

For a deity, losing oneself is a terrible thing.”

“Uh, I actually have a different opinion about that.”

Murphy whispered:
“Forgive a vampire’s rudeness on the subject of deities, but I think Mother Earth missed a marvelous opportunity.

I mean, if she had been more enlightened and could have understood the transformation of the Brass Dwarf and embraced it, maybe Mother Gaia could have had something like ‘Trade’, ‘Wealth’, and ‘Equity ‘ new priesthoods.

It wouldn’t destroy her might, but would instead allow her to gain more advantages on the battlefield of subspace.”

“What a terrible idea!”

Oafg was stunned and stared, but he didn’t deny it, only sighed after a few seconds of thought:

“The Mother Goddess symbolizes the earth, and the earth is always calm and stubborn, always refusing to change, so let’s stop talking about such topics, Lord Murphy. We talk any deeper, and I will be forced to plunge my warhammer into your heretical head in the name of the Mother Goddess of the Earth.”

“All right, all right, I admit my mistake.”

Murphy waved his hand and asked again:

“According to you, the Brass Dwarves are not group degenerates, they have essentially changed from believers to unbelievers who care about money, right? So do they still have a chance to be saved?”

“Of course there is, Mother Gaia is always merciful, if only the Brass Dwarves would return to the simple times they once were”

Oafg smiled, somewhat helplessly:
“But you and I both know that is impossible. It’s hard for a poor boy from the countryside to want to return to his homeland to live a life of purity after he’s been in the city and has taken in the splendor of the big city and all those wonderful things.”

“Tch, I think there’s something in your words.”

Murphy said in a subtle tone:

“So, are you implying that this is the truth of Marshal Loren’s birth? That your son was mesmerized by the pomp and circumstance of human society and eventually rebelled against the right path of the dwarves?”

“No, he just fell in love with a woman he shouldn’t have, and what’s even crazier is that the woman who had a rotten first half of her life actually chose to throw away the prodigal life she had held on to because of that love. They really changed for each other and they were blessed with love.”

Lord Oafg said softly, a little forlornly, a little wearily:

“And then a blind stereotypical old man played the role of the great evil and mercilessly tore apart what should have been a fairy tale of love between a human and a dwarf.

The smitten Dwarf prince was exiled, the smitten human lady died of a broken heart, and the child born in sorrow learned to hate from the very beginning of his life.

I have done many things in my life, Lord Murphy, and throwing my grandson into hell with my own hands is the move I regret most in my life.

But, I am a Supreme Lord.

I always have to sacrifice something in order to uphold the sacred traditions.

Just as you may face this difficult choice in the future, at that time, remember the lesson of this bad old man of mine. Never achieve your goals by destroying what is good, that will only give birth to an ugly end.”

“So it’s some sort of tradition to attach a life lesson to every conversation with an old man full of wisdom, isn’t it?”

Murphy blinked and said to the Silver Dwarf Supreme Lord in front of him, who could no longer drink due to his weakness and injuries:
“Though it reeks of the old man’s characteristic clichés, I would like to thank you for your teachings, especially the stories about Mother Earth Goddess and the Brass Dwarves, which have benefited me greatly. Also I have noticed that the Frost Dwarves seem to have been wandering away from the main Dwarven story, are they having a hard time with it?”

“Uh, that’s not for me to tell you, Lord Murphy.”

Lord Oafg shook his head:

“As far as I know, the Frost Dwarf Clan has been mobilized, and they are supposed to come to Transylvania as one of the representatives of the Kingdom of Nordstorf after the Wolf Girl prepares to massively support the front line.

Because of the good deed you did for them before, I reckon that Baldur might come in person, and at that time, you can ask him about it.

I can only tell you that the Frost Dwarves are special!

In addition to their faith in Mother Earth, they have a mission, and even though we’ve all forgotten where that mission came from, if Mother Gaia hasn’t stopped them from fulfilling their duties, then that means it’s definitely something important that’s relevant to the world.

You should probably leave.

Not only because I need to rest, but because a vampire noble is approaching.

The power of the earth signals to me that your millennial lord is about to set foot in this valley.

In the traditional etiquette of vampires, you as a junior should immediately go forward to greet him, and don’t forget to call out to your Archduke lover, or the Honorable Lord Paying may not be pleased.

You should know that that guy is stubborn and archaic in some ways, much more so than even a dwarf like me.”

(End of chapter)