"I sincerely beseech you, lend your strength to these kind people, let them become the sharp sword in your hand, combat the evil and corruption here, and restore natural balance."
As the prayer proceeded, the Dragon Oak Staff, the Dragon Oak Staff, and the Dragon Oak Crown, united as one, responded to each other, blossoming with a dazzling green light that shot up to the sky.
This green light was the prelude; the next second, a thicker and larger green light descended from the heavens with a bang, striking Gaven.
Gaven's prayer was not mere posturing, like the prayers of those priests and the spells of spellcasters, it contained miraculous magic power.
The stronger those people are, the more powerful the language becomes. To a certain extent, their words become laws, and every sentence can determine life and death, every word potentially contains the power to change reality.
The true gods possess this ability, so the world's laws impose particularly strict restrictions on them.
