Chapter 552: Silent Action

Crown summoned the golden wall and found that the proficiency of the Golden Light Spell had only increased by more than 4,000 points, and shook his head slightly.

It's too little, it's obvious that this projection of the evil god hasn't put in too much effort, this won't do.

A sneer appeared on his lips, and as his spiritual thoughts flashed, the cage formed by the Fire Cube clones floated up and surrounded him.

He revealed a ray of divine power, and the angry fire man suddenly became quiet, curled up in the cage and dared not move.

Clown's divine sense reached out, and without asking any questions, he could feel the mental fluctuations of these people and thus find out what he wanted to know.

After exploring the minds of these people, he released time travel beside the extinguished campfire.

In the flash of inspiration, frame after frame of images flashed through his mind.

After watching the scene of the cultists summoning the evil god over and over again, a smile appeared on Clown's face. He felt that his plan had a great chance of success.

He snapped his fingers lightly, transmitting his thoughts to the Fire Cube, and the cage of the fire man leader flew out and appeared in front of him.

These things can really grow. Klauen's body became huge and became a head taller than the leader of the fire men.

He approached the other person and gave him a psychological hint.

Although he did not comprehend the laws of bewitchment, he could still manipulate the minds of the silver creatures slightly.

He then randomly selected dozens of lucky people and gave them the same psychological hints.

After doing all this, Clown's body turned into a golden stream of light that shot straight into the sky. The thick gray fog broke through a corridor of light, as if a well looking up at the sky had been dug in the dark underground.

The cage that bound the fire man condensed into spheres, and finally condensed into a ball. The fire cube also turned into streams of light and flew into the sky.

The fire people who regained their freedom became restless. After a burst of "Ula Ula", they moved deep into the mountains under the leadership of their leader.

After breaking through the gray fog and reaching the atmosphere, Crown gathered all his divine power and fell back to the ground, with the cultists following far in the air.

The psychological hint he gave to these minions of the evil god was: 'Danger is getting closer and closer to this mountain forest, and it is necessary to summon the gods to come and protect its believers.'

Now all he needs to do is wait, wait for the psychological suggestion to ferment and allow these minions of the evil god to hold the summoning ceremony again.

The reason why this is so troublesome is that the mental state of the evil god's minions cannot be understood by normal thinking.

If he forced them, he was worried that if these minions of the evil god were prepared to die, it would be embarrassing.

Let these people go and find their own tribe.

If the cultists act according to his expectations, he will fish for the evil god projection.

Give these cultists a month. If they still don't perform the ritual to summon the evil god, then he will try to see if coercion is feasible.

His goal was to improve his proficiency in the Golden Light Spell so that these minions of the evil god could be destroyed in a snap.

In this way, Crown became the 'bodyguard' of this group of cultists.

Hagia Sofitel, Danas City.

Raul said the day's prayers and left the chapel.

He walked back to his room with a serious look and closed the door.

The light from the corridor was blocked out, and silent darkness filled the room.

He took a deep breath, adjusted himself to the dim environment, and then sat down on the chair.

At this moment, he wanted to be quiet.

He nearly lost his life because of the reconnaissance mission. During the most difficult period of his life, he prayed to the sun god countless times.

The hope is to be saved or for the soul to ascend to the kingdom of God.

His devout prayers received no response. The gods must have been busy with more important things and had no time to listen to his dying prayers.

Raul once felt that his soul had left his body, and his eyes penetrated the obstacles in the room, penetrated the gray fog, penetrated the void, and gazed at the colorful world from the starry sky.

In fact, the word "colorful" is too inadequate to describe these dreamy colors. It is a kind of magnificence and splendor that cannot be described in words and deeply shook his soul.

He knew that it was a sign of the connection between the material world and the spiritual world. When the two worlds began to merge, the kingdom of the gods would be able to transcend the boundaries of time and space and descend on this suffering continent.

At that time, he felt a little sad. He would never be able to see that day, would never be able to see the face of God, would never be able to witness the glory of God and the renewed glory of the church.

He gave up, and his soul began to fall into the bottomless abyss, falling endlessly.

Endless darkness drowned everything he had, while deathly silence and coldness numbed his senses.

'it's over!'

He said to himself in his heart that he accepted his impending fate.

Suddenly, a silver light appeared in the distance.

The light was so faint, like a tiny bean-sized light seen several kilometers away, and Raul felt that his fall had stopped.

Gradually, the light became brighter and slightly cold, soothing the remaining spiritual light in him.

He felt his soul begin to float up, the coldness and darkness slowly receded, and his long-numbed soul gradually regained some consciousness.

It was pain, and there was a hint of barely perceptible warmth mixed in with the coldness.

As if time overlapped, Raul's memories vaguely emerged, and this feeling was similar to the first time he became a believer in God and felt the fiery power of God.

The light grew brighter and brighter, his soul truly returned to his body, and he felt the existence of his flesh again.

He controlled his body with his mind, and the flesh that had been burnt and unconscious gave him feedback. He felt his fingers tremble slightly.

The feeling of having snatched back a life from the abyss of death made him choke and two clear tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

He came back to life and found that the one who saved him was not the god he had prayed to countless times and offered his loyalty to, but a foreign god - the God of Light.

Raul has been awake for five days now. He feels much better than before his injury, and he can clearly feel the improvement when he practices the breathing method taught by the church.

This was a phenomenon that had never happened before, and he was a little scared. He felt that his loyalty to the Sun God had been shaken, and he had a better impression of the God of Light.

He hated that his devotion to the gods had become impure, and he fell into deep self-blame.

“Boom, boom!”

There was a gentle knock on the door, but it sounded like thunder to Raul's ears. His face turned pale instantly, and he didn't know why.

"Raul, I feel like you've been worried these past few days. Has anything unpleasant happened?"

Raul recognized the voice of Captain Corovia and responded guiltily:

"Nothing, maybe I'm a little tired. We are the only two people back in the team. I'm sad."

There was silence outside the door for a while, and then a reply came: "I am sad too.

Why don't you invite me in to sit down?"

Raul hurriedly lit the candles. In any church of the Church of the Sun God, only candles could be used for lighting.

The specially made candles emit a golden light similar to sunlight, making the darkness in the room invisible.

He opened the door and forced a smile:

"Captain, please come in and take a seat."

He pulled up a chair.

The two sat opposite each other, but fell into a strange silence.

Korovia coughed, breaking the silence:

"After a few more days of rest, we will be back on duty.

I am selecting new team members. I don’t know if I can gather ten silver-ranked members. If not, I can only recruit a few top-ranked third-ranked players to make up the number.”

Raul heard the hidden meaning and laughed dryly, "I am adjusting my condition. Don't worry, Captain. It won't affect the mission."

Korovia nodded: "If you have any difficulties, please tell me. If you have any concerns, you can also tell me.

Don't forget, I am a pastor. It is my most important job to guide the lost sheep of the Lord. You would tell me about any confusion you had before."

"I will. I am thinking about the answer to something. If I really can't figure it out, I will let the captain know."

Raul nodded, and the captain finally noticed that something was wrong with him.

"It's been half a month, why is there still no news?"

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Archbishop James said that he didn't understand why a real god couldn't get rid of the projection of the evil god from a distant star field for so long.

"Wait a little longer, the God of Light should have his own considerations.

It is not difficult to kill a projection of the evil god. I think the other party is interested in the real evil god."

Marco said slowly, he always believed that the God of Light could obtain unknown benefits by hunting down the evil god, otherwise it would not be enough to explain why the other party was so concerned.

Although he did not look anxious on the surface, he was actually a little anxious in his heart. As the Pope, he had a lot of things to deal with, especially during this period when the gods were about to descend, there were many tasks that needed his approval before they could proceed.

"Could it be that the projection of the evil god has already been dealt with, and the God of Light has already left?"

James added that a god certainly doesn't need to report the results of his work to them, especially since he's here to help.

Marco thought that this was a possibility and frowned slightly: "Wait another half a month. If the God of Light still doesn't show up, I need to go back to the Cathedral of Light to deal with the backlog of church affairs.

If the God of Light appears at that time, please thank him on my behalf."

Although the church's airship would deliver official letters, there would always be a delay of a few days.

"Yes, sir!"

The one being talked about, Clown, was currently in the core area of ​​the Lidayat Mountains. Hiding in the gray fog, he overlooked the vast stone forest in the center of the mountains, with a smile on his face.

The stone forest has been eroded by the wind into various strange shapes, and in the center is an altar made of huge red stones.

There is a relief engraved on the boulder, a 'sun' surrounded by countless small light balls radiating light in the sky, and simple 'stick men' crawling on the ground worshiping the sky.

Now, countless fire people gathered around the altar, performing a summoning ceremony.

Special firewood was neatly placed on an altar as big as a football field, mixed with a kind of gray charcoal and various animal and human bones.

A dozen ordinary cultists without any flames on their bodies were lying naked outside the altar. They were covered in various pigments, painted into patterns similar to those on the relief.

An unusually tall, flaming man with two horns on his head climbed onto the high altar. He raised his hands facing the altar and shouted in an incomprehensible language.

The black horns were like the horns of a goat, but they were unusually thick and at least two meters long.

On the corners of the plate, there were several roasted red skulls of wild animals.

Crown, who had witnessed several summoning ceremonies, understood that the process was similar to a cultist praying to their gods.

After a while, the Fire Man finished his speech and roared at the many cultists under the altar.

Then the huge drum made of bones was beaten, rough and wild, and the crazy rhythm echoed in the mountains.

The cultists twisted their bodies and performed an enchanting and evil dance.

Crown saw wisps of red light emanating from the cultists and converging on the altar.

The mountain of firewood on the altar was ignited, and the flames quickly expanded and rose high, dyeing the sky red.

The rhythm of the cultists' swaying became more and more crazy, and the dozen or so ordinary cultists lying on the altar were set on fire.

Crown could see a morbid satisfaction on the faces of these people. Their flesh was burned and soon only the eerie skeletons were left.

The flaming skeletons stood up and walked slowly in the same rhythm towards the core of the altar where the flames were the brightest.

The leader of the flame men turned to face the altar and shouted in Hermetic:

"Gone but not forgotten, Cthugha of Fomalhaut, we make you our promise of death. Come, Cthugha!"

As the skeleton sank into the depths of the flames, the flames in the altar gathered together and suddenly jumped up to more than a hundred meters.

Seeing this scene, Clown's eyes suddenly lit up. Haha, a big job has come! This is the fourth summoning ceremony he has seen since he came to the area where the cultists are active. The previous summonings were held outside this stone forest, and the flames could only soar 70 to 80 meters high at most.

There weren't many cultists participating in the summoning, and it was nowhere near as big a scene as it is now.

He 'quietly' dealt with the four projections of the evil god and only gained more than 30,000 points of proficiency in the Golden Light Spell.

This summoning ceremony is very grand, and it is certain that more proficiency can be gained.

"Come to the bowl!"

Crown smiled, ready to attack.

When the Fire Man shouted the summoning spell three times, fiery red runes appeared on the huge stone pillars that made up the stone forest, as if countless pillars of fire were rising.

The flames in the altar soared into the sky, and a fireball with a diameter of 150 meters appeared above the stone forest.

The vast will descended across the void and merged with the fireball.

At this moment, the cultists' shouts and screams reached a climax, and the fanatical and evil emotional power was drawn and absorbed by the fireball.

The next moment, Clown released his aura as an eighth-level golden creature with all his strength, and the gray fog within dozens of kilometers was instantly ignited.

As soon as the more vast will appeared, all the cultists in the stone forest fainted.

Boundless golden flames of the sun emerged from the gray fog in the void, enveloping the projection of the evil god that had just descended.

The impact between different laws bound Clown firmly in the small air space above the altar. He had to consider the lives of the cultists and hoped that they would summon the evil god again.

When he appeared, he had already knocked the cultists unconscious, and these creatures had no idea what was happening.

Klauen felt that the power of the laws of this evil god's projection far exceeded what this size could bear, so he used all his strength to begin refining it.

The projection of the evil god continuously set off exploding waves of fire in the solar domain, but facing the eighth-level golden flame of the sun, it still could not escape the fate of being purified.

Thousands of layers of golden solar flames tightly wrapped around the projection of the evil god. The laws of time wove a time maze, cutting off any connection between it and the outside world.

The size of the evil god's projection began to shrink, and the speed at which it shrank was getting faster and faster.

A large amount of heat from the void poured into Crown's body like a rushing river, and an unprecedented sense of satisfaction lingered in his heart.

Yes, that's the feeling, I want more.

(End of this chapter)