An Old Tree Blossoms Anew

The incense prepared by the High Priest was different each time, but it all shared one characteristic: it could make people sense the gods' summons! It was a wondrous feeling. When the believers sat together with their eyes closed, listening to the High Priest's incomprehensible yet rhythmic prayers, and everything around them gradually changed, they would believe that the gods truly existed.

You said they did not exist, but why had you been sitting in the temple one moment, only to find yourself standing high above the clouds the next?

There was even a god nearly large enough to cover the entire world, lying across the universe. People could see only part of his body, unable to make out his whole form.

Of course, the images in some people's minds were different. They might fall into an endless hell filled with terrifying monsters and evil spirits, facing enemies they could never defeat. The only ones who could save them were the gods.

For others, everything before their eyes might twist into something strange. They seemed to enter a wondrous world without sorrow, filled only with joy, simply losing themselves in happiness for a long time.

The incense was incredibly important. It could be said that it was only because the first High Priests discovered the effects of the special incense that they gradually convinced all of Nagaril's society to believe in them.

Whether they were the chieftains of old or the Provincial Governors who came later, whether they were lowly commoners or noble elites, as long as they sat in a sealed room and experienced the gods' summons, something uncontrollable would inevitably happen.

It was precisely because those in power could not resist the gods' summons that they firmly believed the gods existed in this world.

Rui Ka had preached