"What? Is this starting to happen to you too?"
Ellenon's tone revealed strong shock and disbelief.
Because in recent times, this inexplicable situation has been widely seen among all members of the New Phyrexia, even herself and Kahn are no exception.
Especially the sudden blackout and loss of memory, and the complete inability to remember what he had done in the previous few hours, made the great monk and white magic judge feel unprecedented fear.
That's why she became so irritable and angry.
Otherwise, if it were the previous Elenon, she would always remain elegant and polite, and would not lose her composure even when ordering the punishment of another demon judge who made a mistake.
"That means I'm not the only one who has an abnormality!"
The Green Goblin judge Flink was stunned for a moment.
Although he was not good at thinking and always liked to rely on brute force to solve problems, he knew that this situation was wrong.
As we all know, creatures that have been completely transformed by the Old Oil are equivalent to semi-mechanical undead without souls, so they will not get sick, nor will they have any mental exhaustion or psychological problems.
This is why Yawgmoth calls the process of being infected by the spark oil "perfection", which means perfection.
Even most Phyrexian creatures do not have independent consciousness and thinking, let alone the ability to imagine and dream.
However, as a high-level demon judge, he is obviously different from ordinary non-Ru creatures.
Not only do they retain their memories, personalities and thinking patterns from their previous lives, but they also possess what can be described as "luxurious" imagination and creativity.
Some demon judges even have various dreams when they are resting.
As the de facto leader and regent of New Phyrexia, Elenon is clearly the most typical one among them.
She has emotions far more complicated than most people imagine.
For example, his deep admiration and attachment to Kahn that cannot be described in words, his strong desire for domination and power, and his desire to spread the ideas of the Mechanic Orthodoxy to other time and space in the multiverse through force, and ultimately achieve a grand goal that even Yawgmoth could not do, namely "the unification of all worlds."
Let the multiverse bask in the glory of New Phyrexia.
It is precisely because such a big pie has been drawn that the other Demon Judges choose to temporarily surrender and obey the leadership of the White Faction.
Flink couldn't believe it. Even Elenon, who always pursued absolute order and perfection, was out of control.
"Yes. Not only you and I, but also Xiorin, Wabash, and Jingitashi have reported similar situations."
Elenon gave a very straightforward affirmative answer.
Since the area above the lips, including the nose and eyes, was completely covered by a huge and hard arrow-shaped white porcelain, outsiders could not see what expression the face made up entirely of blood-red muscles had.
It is not difficult to tell from the action of clenching her fist that she is quite uneasy at the moment.
"Isn't there a reason?"
Flink lowered his huge body, and two eyes flashing with emerald green light were revealed from the huge white bone mask on his head. His tone became obviously very impatient.
Elenon shook her head slightly. "We can't find it yet. But don't worry too much. I have asked Jinjitasha to investigate. With his talent in this area, there should be results soon. At least so far, it hasn't caused too much chaos."
"What about the Silver Golem? You don't really want to keep him as the father of New Phyrexia?"
Flink glanced at Kahn, who was surrounded by many creatures and unable to move.
“No, you don’t understand.
We must have a spiritual belief and pillar to unite all the Judges, and Kahn is the most ideal and perfect candidate.
Otherwise, New Phyrexia will sooner or later descend into civil war.
Eventually, it was torn apart in a life-and-death battle.
Because when Shuoyou selected us, all the Demon Judges theoretically had the same authority and status, and no one was higher than anyone else.
This also means that other demon judges cannot obey me forever.
They will try every possible means to accumulate strength to overthrow my rule and then replace me as the new regent.
But Kahn is different. It was the oil that seeped out of his body that created the entire New Phyrexia, as well as the Inquisitors, including you and me.
So whether we are willing to admit it or not, he is our actual father and creator.
What I have to do is to put him on the throne, above all the demon judges, and make him a symbol with symbolic significance.
I and my Mechanicus are the sole spokesmen of the Creator."
As she spoke, Elenon opened her arms and expressed without reservation her true thoughts, as well as her design for the future power structure of New Phyrexia.
It has to be said that there is a reason why she can stand out among many Demon Judges and become the regent.
This foresight and overall view alone far surpasses those of other Demon Judges.
What's more, Elenon also compiled a complete doctrine that is logically self-consistent, and at the same time painted a beautiful blueprint that when all worlds become one, there will be no pain, no disputes, and even differences will be erased.
Never underestimate the important role that the Mechanicus played in the rise and expansion of Phyrexia.
It not only united the various factions within it to a certain extent, but also attracted many lower-class people who were living at the bottom of society and were full of pain, anger and dissatisfaction in many time and space to voluntarily join it.
Of course, the price is that one must abandon the soul and accept the transformation and perfection of Shuoyou.
But what is this price to a group of people who have lost everything and can't see any hope at all?
Therefore, Ellenon and the Mechanicus she founded are the core competitiveness of the entire New Phyrexia.
It's a pity that Flinkai didn't understand this very well. Instead, he showed a look of contempt again and turned away without saying a word.
If the leader of the white faction, Elenon, is in the lawful camp, then the green faction he leads is in the chaotic camp, who, like the abyss demons, believe that the bigger the fist, the more powerful it is.
There is even a special arena within its own territory.
Anyone who defeats his opponent inside can remove a certain "part" from his opponent that can be used to enhance his strength and install it in his own body.
Therefore, the green faction has always been pursuing faster, bigger and stronger individuals.
If one day Flinkai is no longer the strongest in the green faction, he will immediately lose his identity as the Demon Judge and be completely replaced.
After watching the wild and brutal but pure-minded Green Goblin Judge disappear at the end of the intricate passage, Ellenon waved his hand to signal his subordinates to tear off the heavy encirclement, walked straight to the front of the Silver Golem Kahn, and said in a very calm tone: "Dear father, please promise me not to try to escape again, okay?"
I believe you have also seen the very unfriendly attitudes of the other Demon Judges.
Besides, where can you go if you run away now? Feel the shinning oil flowing in your body and the mind that has been completely perfected.
Father, you are already one of us."
As these words came out of his mouth, Kahn froze in place, as if he was a metal sculpture, frozen in place.
As a creation that embodies the lifelong wisdom of the legendary planeswalker Urza, he has fought countless battles with his creator and master against the old Phyrexia led by Yawgmoth, and he knows very well what it means to be completely transformed by the oil.
As Ellenon emphasized, the silver golem Karn had disappeared from the moment he awoke, and the one who now controls this body is actually the founder of New Phyrexia.
The most important thing is that no matter where they flee, the oil that seeps out of their bodies will cause pollution, and even completely turn a space-time into a colony of New Phyrexia.
After a long silence, Kahn was once again carried back to his throne by the followers of the Mechanic Orthodoxy.
Just as he began to think about the future, he suddenly discovered that the Tongzhao originally placed on the table was actually a fake.
Although they look exactly the same in appearance, there is no sense of energy gathering at all.
What's going on?
Did Ailenon take the real Tongzhao away?
Or did someone just steal it during the chaos?
Kahn was filled with strong doubts.
However, he did not say anything. He just stared at the broken bowl on the table with an expressionless face. After about a few minutes, the light in his eyes began to flicker wildly.
After a while, he looked dazed, as if he had completely forgotten what had just happened.
This is undoubtedly a side effect of the two oils constantly fighting for dominance.
The closer it gets to deciding the outcome, the more intense the reaction will be.
Judging from the fact that similar situations have begun to occur throughout New Phyrexia and among all the Judges, the anti-infection plan formulated by Zuo Si is about to succeed.
It wouldn't be long before the plane of Mirrodin was his.
But before that, you need to continue hiding and enduring.
Otherwise, with the abilities of the Demon Judges, they might be able to forcibly squeeze out the new oil from their bodies, causing the anti-infection plan to fail at the last minute.
So Zuo Si just hid in the dark and observed the situation in the core of Mirrodin for a while, and then left with Tong Zhao.
He did not go back to find the Red Demon Judge Wabasi immediately, but went to the territory of the Blue Demon Judge Jinjitasha.
When entering the city that originally belonged to the Vedalken people in the Mercury Sea, the first thing you see is countless laboratories and slaughterhouses.
Countless Phyrexians who have been perfected are interfering with and optimizing the perfection process of all species through a series of methods that seem cruel, brutal, and inhumane to outsiders.
In addition, there are improvements in weapon lethality and a variety of strange creations.
Some fully developed Vedalken experts can even easily eliminate all possible parts of humanity, including personality, free will, and thoughts, without harming the body, making them completely obedient to the collective will of Phyrexia.
There are countless exoskeletons, power armors, suicide swarms, heavy energy artillery, large insect-shaped transport planes, fighters, bombers, as well as mechanical sharks, jellyfish, octopuses, giant whale motherships, etc. that are endless under the Mercury Sea.
It's like a fusion of the indescribable Cthulhu mythology and the sci-fi cyberpunk.
In some laboratories, a series of surgical-related work is being carried out, including bloody dissection, resection, dismemberment, transplantation, brain-body separation, denervation, visual extraction, tooth and jaw reinforcement, infusion infection, and replacing normal hands and feet with xenograft limbs.
There is also a tubular eye inserted in the outer wall of muscle and white bones, which is responsible for observation and recording.
The subject, who is fixed firmly on the experimental table, will let out the most horrifying screams and wails before everything is completed.
Many of the most famous tortures on Earth seem "gentle and considerate" compared to what is used here.
Other laboratories are trying to sew together severed corpses and metal organs to create large, terrifying beasts that will terrify the enemy on the battlefield.
There is no doubt that the blue faction led by Jingitashya is the scientific research center of the entire New Phyrexia force, and it is also the place that best reflects productivity and creativity.
Here, all good and evil, order and chaos are abandoned, and only endless knowledge and technology are pursued.
Since this place was completely occupied by Xinshuo Oil, Zuo Si's arrival did not cause any disturbance or alarm, and he entered the core central laboratory unimpeded.
Upon seeing this, Jinji Taxia immediately put down the experiment he was conducting and asked in a very surprised tone: "Why did you come here suddenly?"
"Of course it's for the artifact Tongzhao."
Zuo Si simply raised the bowl in his hand and showed it.
"Same sign? I see!"
Jinji Tasha understood what happened instantly. His eyes were fixed on the artifact, and his whole body exuded excitement and enthusiasm.
Because he had long wanted to study this legendary treasure of infinite power.
It's a pity that Elenon rejected this proposal and forbade other demon judges to have the same idea.
You know, the ancient Thran Empire created many incredible things.
Tong Zhao is just the most well-known one among them.
In addition, there is a space-based orbital weapon that even Yawgmoth is very afraid of.
Therefore, Jinjitaxia has always wanted to study the knowledge and technology left by the Solan Empire so that his blue faction can surpass the other four factions.
Zuo Si undoubtedly saw through the Blue Devil Judge's thoughts and said with a smile: "Don't expect me to give Tongzhao to you for research.
It's too precious for me to take any chances on whether you'll cause any problems with it in your research.
However, regarding the legacy of the Thran Empire, I can provide you with an opportunity to study it."
"Oh? What's the chance?"
A roar like a gasoline engine came out of Jinji Tasha's body, showing the excitement in his owner's heart.
"Have you heard of the Kalos Cave? It's the place where a series of interesting things were dug out, including the same omen, the ornithopter, the strong stone and the weak stone.
There are spells for activating and using the same omen.
I want to send you out to explore and dig.
As for how much useful knowledge and techniques you can find, that depends on you.
Anyway, I just need to activate the spell of the same omen."
Zuo Si stated his purpose directly.
Although he would have liked to personally go to the legendary birthplace of the Koros Cave to excavate, considering the uniqueness and danger of Dominaria, he finally gave up this tempting idea.
After all, whether it was the Thran Empire or the earlier Numenar wizards, they all left behind many powerful and dangerous things without exception.
If you're unlucky enough to run into one, even the old dragon Nicol Bolas wouldn't be able to guarantee that you can escape unscathed.
What's more, Zuo Si didn't want anyone to know that Tongzhao was in his hands.
So after much thought, he decided to let Jinji Tasha complete this task.
As a blue demon judge, he is naturally interested in knowledge and technology, so it is completely reasonable for him to dig the Kalos Cave.
Even if you are discovered, you can easily get away with it.
"But the Cave of Koros is on the Dominaria plane. How can I get there?"
Jinji Tasha asked in an uncertain tone.
New Phyrexia has not yet acquired the Cavern Tree, and therefore does not have the ability to travel to other worlds.
Without saying a word, Zuo Si took out the card of the Space-Time Bridge and released it to transform it into a physical entity.
moment!
A huge portal emitting amazing energy stands in the open space of the central laboratory.
Fortunately, the place here is large enough and the height is high enough, otherwise it would have caused a dangerous accident.
Especially the amazing energy emanating from the arched gate of the Space-Time Bridge, which tore everything within the affected area to pieces.
“This… this is…”
Jinji Tasha was so excited that he was incoherent. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the complex and sensitive runes on both sides of the time and space bridge.
He simply couldn't believe that someone could create such a spectacular, complex and exquisite creation.
"It's called the Space-Time Bridge, and it allows you to travel across space to any place you want to go.
However, the price is that all the flesh and blood on the body will be evaporated during the crossing process.
That is, Phyrexian creatures will enter a brief period of weakness when using it.
Now I give it to you to use.
Remember, do not try to infect any world without my permission, and try not to expose your existence."
Zuo Si warned solemnly.
He decided to give the space-time bridge to Blue Demon Judge after careful consideration.
First of all, Jingitashia is the least keen on external expansion among all the forces in New Phyrexia, and is not at all interested in concepts such as the unification of all worlds.
Both in terms of personality and style, he is more like a crazy scientist genius.
Secondly, as a researcher, the more time and space, magic, and technology he has seen, the more inspiration he can draw from them to create inventions that will amaze everyone.
Finally, Jinji Tasha is smart, rational and calm enough, and will not lose control because of the slightest stimulation from the outside world.
To sum up, it is absolutely appropriate for this person to temporarily control the time and space bridge.
"Very good. I'll leave the Space-Time Bridge here for now. It will cost quite a bit of blue mana to activate, so you'd better be prepared."
After saying this, Zuo Si immediately released the teleportation magic and disappeared on the spot.
As for Jinji Tasha, he had long forgotten the experiment that was interrupted halfway through, and devoted himself to the research of the space-time bridge.
In his eyes, it never mattered who he worked for. What mattered was that he could always obtain things of research value, as well as a large amount of knowledge and technology that he had never heard of or seen before.
And Zuo Si just happened to perfectly meet this standard.
Especially the small portion of Tiamat's divine blood obtained before, which opened the door to a new world for him.
Right now, in the basement of this research center, a super-giant skeleton made of magic alloy is almost completed. It is as big as an island.
Jingitash attempted to create the strongest fighting force in New Phyrexia with the help of the blood of the dragon god and many magical powers from other worlds.
In fact, since the Blue Faction and the Red Faction joined forces, Zuo Si has obtained the two most powerful forces with the most potential for the development of New Phyrexia.
The former represents R&D and innovation, while the latter represents productivity.
Anyone who has learned a little about economics knows what it means to combine R&D innovation with strong production capabilities.
Therefore, the number and quality of the armies of Jinjitaxia and Wabasi are no longer comparable to before.
This is why Wabasi dared to call for the army to directly attack and snatch Tongzhao from Elenon.
However, Zuo Si obviously would not approve such a risky action, so the two factions would have to continue to hide their strength until the final showdown.
But despite his refusal, he still gave Wabasi, who took the initiative to tip off the informant, a coveted soul as a reward.
The latter became more loyal as a result, and even promised to deal with the Green Goblin Judge Flink and several lords of the black faction in the shortest possible time.
…
At the same time, in the City of Ghosts in the Anauroch Desert far north of the continent of Faerun.
Telamante was sitting on the throne, looking down at his son whom he had redeemed at a huge price. After a long while, he said in a cold tone: "You'd better give me an explanation, Brenas. Otherwise, I will deprive you of all your power and the title of Prince of the Ghost."
"I'm so sorry, Dad, I've let you down."
Brenas bent down and bowed deeply, keeping a very humble attitude and showing no intention of defending himself at all.
"You should know that an apology is not what I want to hear."
Telramant raised his fingers and tapped the throne's vice.
Everyone who knew his movements and habits knew that they were a manifestation of the Supreme City Lord's extreme anger.
Brenas took a deep breath and responded with a wry smile: "I made a mistake, a huge mistake, which was to overestimate myself and underestimate the enemy. Emperor Soth of the West Coast Empire is much more powerful than we imagined. You will never believe what I saw in that wizard tower."
"Oh? What did you see?"
Telramant asked, suppressing his anger.
“I saw a powerful ancient silver dragon with infernal blood, a seraph servant who controlled the power of nature, a warrior overflowing with divinity and power, a Saren spirit holding a shadow energy core, and a legendary warlock who could absorb and destroy spell structures.
To be honest, I lost the courage to resist the moment I saw them.
Because in the face of such a strong lineup, all struggles are in vain.
In addition, all the men I brought with me were killed or wounded within just half a minute after the invasion.
Such terrifying power is hidden in just one wizard tower. It is hard for me to imagine how many cards the other party has in his hand.
Father, I sincerely advise you to be cautious when deciding to become an enemy of the West Coast Empire."
When he said this, Brenas' tone and expression were full of anxiety, as if he was sincerely worried about the future of Ghost City.
But what was the reality? He had already been made into a summoned creature by Zuo Si, and everything he was doing now was all due to his superb acting skills.
But Telramant obviously didn't know this. Instead, he asked seriously, "What about Soth himself? What kind of impression does he give people?"
Brenas shook his head with pretended regret: "It's a pity that I was captured and imprisoned before I could see him in person, so I don't know much about it."
"What? They didn't interrogate you!"
Telamante showed an expression of disbelief.
Putting himself in his shoes, if Ghost City was invaded, he would definitely capture the invaders without hesitation and use various means to uncover the mastermind behind the scenes.
"No. All the captives, including me, were not tortured, nor had their memories and thoughts read by magic."
Brenas acted as if he didn't really understand what was going on.
He knew very well that it would not be easy to deceive his suspicious father.
The best way is to keep creating suspense like we are doing now, and then make it difficult for them to make correct judgments amidst all kinds of unreasonable false information.
Telemante was obviously fooled. He frowned and fell into deep thought, trying to figure out the other party's true intention behind this series of confusing actions.
After about three to five minutes, he quickly turned his gaze to his assistant Haji Hona: "Do you think there is any conspiracy?"
The latter thought for a moment and quickly replied: "It is impossible to find out the truth with the little information we have now.
But I personally think it's unlikely to be a conspiracy.
After all, if what His Royal Highness just said is true, the power wielded by the Emperor of the West Coast Empire has far exceeded our previous expectations.
What's more, this does not even include the famous Sun Knight.
I suggest that it is best to stop all actions on the other side's territory, and then take the initiative to show goodwill through diplomacy.
In this way, we can expand to the east and south with peace of mind.
Especially in the eastern Moon Sea area, Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim are both a considerable threat."
"I totally agree. Fuzor Chamberlain is an ambitious guy and also the chosen one of Bane, the god of tyranny. If he is not defeated, he will definitely launch a sneak attack when we are weak." Brennus quickly echoed.
One of the missions is to instigate Shade to go to war with Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim.
Now that he is sleepy and someone offers him a pillow, he certainly won't let it go easily.
"In that case, let's make Fuzor Chamberlain the first target we need to eliminate when we return to the material plane. As for the West Coast Empire... Hajihona, you can go there in person later."
Telramante made a quick decision.
As a great arcanist, his greatest strength is that he never hesitates or procrastinates.
Once a decision is made, it will be put into action immediately.
"As you wish!"
Hajijona immediately put one hand on his chest and bowed.
While collecting intelligence on the continent of Faerun, the chief steward of Ghost City had always been very interested in the West Coast Empire and its founder.
Now that I have the opportunity to go as an envoy, I naturally accept it with pleasure.
Just like that, the incident of Brenas being caught due to accidental capture was completely over.
Telemante did not punish one of his most outstanding sons harshly.
After all, facing so many terrifying enemies, if it were him, the result would probably not be much better.
What's more, he also hoped that Brenas would learn from his mistakes and continue to improve his arcane magic power, and eventually become a qualified heir.
Unfortunately, what the Lord of Ghost City didn't know was that his most promising son actually came back to collect intelligence.
To be precise, it was to find out what was in the box given by the goddess of night, Shar.
On the other side, in the temple area of Athkatla City, Davian was surrounded by a group of people from the Church of the Lord of the Dawn, many of whom were young girls who looked healthy and energetic.
Don't get me wrong, they are not here to cause trouble, but to invite the Sun Knight to visit their temple.
The reason is very simple.
Ever since he displayed the power of the sun, Losander has been coveting Davian and has tried every possible means to recruit him to his side, or at least to have a face-to-face talk with him.
These young and beautiful women were specially sent for this purpose.
You should know that he has many followers, and they are attracted by these handsome and beautiful boys and girls.
After all, there are creatures like lickers in every world, and there are quite a lot of them.
In addition, most people are superficially concerned with appearance. Good looks naturally give them huge advantages in social aspects, and they are more likely to be forgiven even if they do something wrong.
This is also why as long as they are good-looking enough, even scumbags can still gain a steady stream of suitors.
As for those who are not so good-looking, no matter how devoted or kind-hearted they are, they are often ignored.
There is no way around it. This is an instinct deeply ingrained in our genes. When people are looking for a partner, the first thing they pay attention to is always appearance.
The next concerns are factors such as identity, wealth and social status.
Therefore, this group of handsome or beautiful young people can often be seen near the temple of the Lord of Dawn, spreading the doctrine to passers-by with unparalleled enthusiasm.
Imagine that a beautiful girl or a handsome boy comes up to you and asks with a smile if you would like to learn about the Lord of the Dawn. Even if you are not interested in the faith, you will not feel disgusted or rejected.
Looking at the girls wearing light golden robes with some hollows, exposing their healthy bodies that were trained through regular exercise to the air, Davian sighed helplessly and asked, "What on earth do you want to do?"
"The great Lord of the Dawn has invited you to meet me in the temple."
The oldest young woman in the group stood up and stated her purpose.
"I'm sorry, but please allow me to refuse. I will not meet with any god in private before I get the master's permission."
Once again, Davian made his position clear.
This was obviously not the first time that he had received an invitation from the Church of the Lord of Dawn. He had received an invitation at least four times before.
The first time was when a holy warrior tried to use so-called justice and kindness to inspire him to become a follower of Losander.
As a result, the talks between the two broke down in less than a few minutes, and the holy warrior was severely beaten up. It would probably take at least six rings of magic to heal him.
The second time an angel was sent out, and the result was not much different from the first.
From the third time on, the people were replaced by women, and they were getting younger and younger, but the number was increasing...
Faced with these polite and sweet little cuties, Davian was obviously too embarrassed to take action, which resulted in him being surrounded.
The young woman asked in confusion, "I don't understand. For someone like you who possesses power comparable to that of a god, why would you still pledge allegiance to another person? Even the great Lord of Dawn would never have such an idea. He only wants to talk to you as an equal."
“Because the master is the master, he personally shaped me into what you see today.
And I will never betray him, no matter what the reason is.
Even if my master needs me, I can die at any time.
Do you understand this explanation? Go back and tell your God not to have any more evil ideas.
He is nothing in my eyes and has no value or special meaning.
So please give up this boring little trick.
Otherwise, if you displease the master, you will be in big trouble."
Davian issued a serious warning.
As the follower who had followed Zuo Si the longest, he understood how ruthless his master could be when provoked.
It is estimated that every one of these young and beautiful girls in front of me will die a miserable death, and will suffer inhuman torture and abuse before dying.
By the same token, the Church of the Lord of Dawn in the West Coast Empire will also suffer an unprecedented blow, and it may be wiped out in one wave.
So Davian wanted to avoid unnecessary bloodshed as much as possible.
The leading young woman was obviously stunned by the Sun Knight's words.
She couldn't believe that there was someone in this world who dared to say that Lathander was nothing and had no value or meaning.
You know, he is a powerful god who can be on par with Tyr, the god of justice! He has a significant influence on the material plane and a huge group of believers.
However, before the young woman could react, Davian had already pushed away the girl in front of him and disappeared in the crowd at an extremely fast speed.
"Lady Biuna, I...what should we do now? Chase after him?"
A girl in a trainee priest robe asked cautiously.
You must know that this is an order given by God himself.
She was very worried that this failure would give Losander a bad impression of her, which would lead to a bumpy road ahead and even delay in promotion.
The young woman whom Ben called Biyuna hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed unwillingly: "Oh - forget it.
The Sun Knight has made his stand clear.
He would never be able to agree with the Lord of Dawn's philosophy, let alone become the helper that the Lord of Dawn expected.
If he continued to pester her, it would not have any positive effect except angering the terrible master behind him.
I will take all the responsibility for the mission failure myself, so you don't have to worry."
moment!
The twenty or so girls around all showed expressions of relaxation and relief.
After all, messing up the task assigned by God is a nightmare for devout believers and low-level priests.
If it were the evil god, he would have brought down divine punishment and destroyed all those he considered useless trash.
Talos, the god of storms, and Umberlee, the goddess of the sea, are among the best.
Led by Biuna, the frustrated girls quickly returned to their base in the temple area and reported everyone's performance in this mission to the respected bishop.
Looking at the eye-catching conversations on the parchment, the bishop finally took a deep breath and asked sternly, "Did the other party really say that?"
"Well, yes, I and all the trainee priests heard it.
It was obvious that the great Lord of Dawn alone could not shake his firm will.
I suggest that you suspend contact, otherwise it will only have a more and more serious counter-effect. "
Biuna blurted out everything that was hidden in her heart.
The white-haired nodded thoughtfully: "I know this without you reminding me. After all, to say such a thing means that he has no fear of God at all. It seems that we may have to change our strategy to let the Lord of Dawn bishop get the complete God of the Sun."
"You mean..."
Biyuna seemed to realize something, and her expression suddenly turned a little ugly.
"It's time to get those heretics moving. As long as the people believe that the great Lord of the Dawn is the Sun God, then he will definitely become the Sun God."
As he said this, the old subconscious bishoply clenched his fists.
Although he did not like those heretics, he even felt that they were bringing discredit to Lathander.
But now that all other methods have failed, I have to let the other person try it even if I hate it.
You should know that in the continent of Faerun, any god with a greater influence has more than one heretical sect.
The reason why they are called "heretics" is that this group of people often like to be non-mainstream when interpreting doctrines, or even go against the mainstream.
The heretical sect of Lathander, the Rising Sun, believes that the current Lord of the Morning is Amaunator, the ancient sun god from the era of Netheril, and is very keen to publicize this research result to the public.
This means that if their numbers increase and the range of believers they accept reaches a certain level, the Lord of Dawn may be able to obtain the complete solar priesthood.
(End of this chapter)
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