Chapter 265: Ranchi's Black and White Duality

The atmosphere in the hall was so tense that it was almost cutting.

Caius sat on the high main seat, staring coldly at the candidates in the distance.

The priest in dark grey heavy armor beside him held his breath, as if the air in the entire hall was frozen.

In less than a minute, a villain took the lead in submitting a disrespectful work to the Lady of Destiny to Archbishop Caius.

"Archpriest Caius, I am done."

The submitter presented the hammered-to-shatter stone statue of the goddess of fate with a confident smile on his face.

However.

Caius just glanced at him coldly.

Just shook his head.

"Merely destroying and insulting is too low a level."

The villain's face suddenly changed, and he wanted to say something to defend himself.

But Caius made a gesture, and the dark gray heavily armored priest next to him immediately stepped forward, grabbed his arm tightly, and dragged him to the deep passage of the hall.

The villain's face was full of fear and disbelief, and he shouted: "I am loyal to the Church of the Resurrection! I have not betrayed!"

No one responded, his shouts echoed in the empty hall until they faded away.

When the other candidates saw this scene, they all felt a chill.

"This perfunctory work cannot prove your loyalty to me. If you are not loyal enough, you will be suspected of being a member of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny. We will detain you for observation."

After Caius finished speaking, he once again held his chin with one hand and stopped talking.

Some of the villains immediately began to nervously revise their own works, fearing that they would also be considered unqualified.

At this time, some people in the audience also figured it out.

In fact, regardless of whether the examinee is really suspected of being a member of the Church of the Goddess of Fate, Caius will not easily let anyone who passes the written test go to the Tyrant Branch.

His real purpose is to take over everyone present.

I originally thought that no one would submit works right away.

It took less than ten seconds.

A tall woman in a silver skirt and armor stood up and walked straight to Caius on the platform.

A six-sided cubic stone with clear edges and corners was placed on the table.

“…”

This made Caius stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect that West Germany, the most suspicious person, would be so straightforward.

She simply reduced the statue of the goddess of fate to the most ordinary stone.

A stone cube. I don't know whether she used unique magic or simple skills to make it.

"Decisive and quick, you pass."

After thinking for a while, Caius placed the stone block on the left side of the table.

The fact that the examinees' works were not discarded as before but accepted was proof of their passing.

Caius's original suspicion that she might be an undercover agent of the Church of the Goddess of Fate actually became even deeper.

But if she was really an undercover agent, he would be more interested in recruiting her to play with her, so that she could experience what it means to be unable to escape and to be in extreme despair.

Many people in the audience raised their heads slightly and took a look.

In fact, in their opinion, the work of this woman in silver skirt and armor could be either qualified or unqualified.

But perhaps it was because of her tough and decisive attitude that Caius decided to let her pass.

Immediately, Sid returned to his original seat, with his expression as indifferent as ever, he folded his arms and closed his eyes, waiting for the final review content to be announced in more than 20 minutes.

Time passes by every second.

Next, gradually more villains completed their works and came forward to submit them.

Redor, the famous "Tongue of Fire" among the group, walked forward slowly, his red hair fluttering in the wind, looking like a burning flame. He placed the stone statue of the goddess of fate that he had completed in front of Caius. He burned the statue with flames and roasted it until it was charred black, becoming an ugly charred corpse that was almost losing its human form and had been ravaged.

Caius stared at it for a moment, nodded, and placed the work on the table, indicating that he could leave.

Redol, the imitator of the Bishop of Destruction, looked back with a confident smile, and it was obvious that he also felt that his work was very satisfactory.

However, the next few submitters were not so lucky.

Their works were considered unsatisfactory by Caius and thrown directly into the garbage dump. They were also escorted away by priests in dark grey heavy armor, which caused panic among many candidates each time.

Almost every submitter, when caught by the dark gray heavily armored priest, would keep shouting: "I am loyal to the Church of the Risen! Why?"

But Caius seemed unconcerned and simply looked at the next submitter calmly.

Until [Meat Dregs] Graf walked up solemnly, his huge body seemed to make the entire platform look small.

He put down the dismembered statue of the goddess of fate, just as he usually did with humans, and Caius could even see tiny traces of blood on it.

Caius was silent for a moment, "This work... is very good."

And next.

Several villains who he had a favorable opinion of during the written test examination submitted good answers. [Stinger] Walter carved the statue of the goddess of fate into a human figure who died miserably due to the forbidden living transformation, and [Bloodthroat] Jia added music magic to the statue of the goddess of fate, turning her into an evil god struggling and wailing in hell.

Thors, the Eyeball Collector who submitted his work after them, slowly approached and handed the transformed statue of the goddess of fate to Caius.

The eyes of the statue had been removed, and many small holes had been dug out on its body, filled with eyes of strange beasts that looked like living tissue from nowhere. It was unknown what kind of magic had been added, but when Caius looked at the statue, all the eyeballs would move together and meet Caius's gaze.

Even Caius felt a little disgusted and put it on the table as a qualified work.

As the candidates' works were submitted one by one, some candidates who had not yet finished their works felt more nervous because of the "artworks" of these submitters.

The gears of the large clock above the door kept making noises, and each rotation represented the remaining time passing.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"There are only ten minutes left."

Caius' voice sounded, cold and emotionless,

"If you fail to complete the task on time, you will be directly regarded as a member of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny."

His words were like a gust of cold wind, lowering the temperature in the hall.

This punishment and intimidation undoubtedly had a great deterrent effect on other candidates who have not yet submitted their submissions, making them work harder.

Some of the candidates looked back at the clock, their eyes beginning to reveal nervousness and uneasiness, while others remained calm, as if they were very sure that their works would be approved by Caius.

The candidates who had qualified for the final review sat where they were, with no expression on their faces.

Just waiting for the last time to end and the final assessment to come.

There were fewer and fewer candidates still working, and the crisp sounds of the tools in their hands and the stone statues were gradually unable to cover the sound of the gears of the big clock.

Caius sat on the main seat, leaning slightly and supporting his chin.

Although he did not set his sights on any one candidate.

But among the remaining candidates, the only one who still caught his attention was the young man named Rocky.

He felt that anyone who could complete such a written test would hardly be suspected of being a clergyman of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny.

However, this re-examination is necessary, and the composition of each person must be identified.

No matter how good his written test scores are, if his position and loyalty are not firm enough, he must be destroyed and not allowed to be used by anyone else.

finally.

In Caius's waiting.

Lanqi finished his work, with a hint of satisfaction and a little tiredness in his eyes, he stood up and walked towards Caius.

He placed the piece before Caius.

It is a reshaped stone statue of the goddess of fate.

Caius raised his head slightly, looked at Lanci, then turned back to his work.

Then his gaze seemed to be fixed on the statue of the goddess of fate, and he was silent for a long time.

At the same time, due to the unusual silence caused by Caius's delay in giving his evaluation, some candidates gradually turned their attention to Lanci's works.

The response from the young people who submitted their works was very indifferent.

Instead, it was his work that puzzled Caius.

The posture of the statue of the goddess of fate sculpted by him was slightly changed, and it was reshaped into a new movement and extremely refined.

As if it was created by a peerless craftsman, the goddess's figure is vivid and warm, as if she will move in the next second.

When other candidates saw Lanqi's work, they couldn't help but be amazed at its artistry.

If they were all amateurs, this guy was definitely a professional among professionals. They had never seen a sculptor of such level before. Some of them even showed greed in their eyes, trying their best to suppress the urge to snatch the statue. No matter what, it must be a priceless masterpiece!

But they soon noticed problems with the modified statue.

His expression also became similar to Caius'.

The goddess, who was always full of divinity and tranquility, had a slightly arrogant smile on her lips. Her posture changed into raising her hand with her index and middle fingers raised, forming a V-sign with her palms facing inward.

It seems that he is looking down on all the villains present.

Logically speaking, portraying the goddess of fate as so dazzling and beautiful should be directly judged as unqualified.

But Caius discovered that this guy had a duality.

He couldn't tell whether Rocky was praising the goddess or slandering her. (End of this chapter)