"I advise you to give up this idea." Berkeley laughed foolishly, "Those great souls are not within the reach of ordinary people like us. Faith? Will? Power? These are not the differences. The real difference is the epic."

"Epic." Warren repeated it subconsciously, seemingly unable to understand.

Because this is not an adjective directed at a person.

"Yes, epic." Berkeley seemed to have forgotten the pipe in his hand, and was just immersed in a kind of indifferent but passionate emotion. "The reason why saints are saints is not because of their personal qualities, but because of their achievements. Those souls are like walking out of a magnificent epic. Although it sounds unreasonable, I firmly believe that they can save the world."

“.”

This sentence made everyone fall silent again.

Even John became quiet at this time.

They had to admit that those supreme puppets did have an indescribable extraordinary charm, which was completely different from the distortion of the evil gods. It was an infectious power that began with human emotions. Warren had only had a vague feeling before, but even this vague emotion made him want to know the instructor's name at the last moment.

Nothing to do with anything else.

I just want to seek instinctive dependence from my noble peers.

"Although I'm glad that you see us this way, let's stop chatting here." A calm voice suddenly sounded in this shabby restaurant.

Without anyone noticing, a fifth person appeared among them.

It was a person who was also shrouded in a black robe and whose face could not be seen.

But it was completely different from the ordinary, gloomy black robe. The exquisite design and the patterns inlaid with golden lines gave people a positive impression even without revealing the face.

And at a certain moment, everyone saw the face under the black robe.

Supreme puppet.

It was confirmed that he was indeed one of the instructors from the Empire.

"You can call me captain, or just call me by my name, Kong Ze." Kong Ze briefly revealed the appearance of this body and then covered it up again. He had actually come here a long time ago, but had been hiding in the dark and observing his teammates.

According to the association's style, although these people are currently unaware of the association's existence, as long as they withstand the test in this unprecedented doomsday, they may become a member of the association.

So, he was indeed taking a serious look.

"Kong Ze. His name from Jiuzhou?" Berkeley had actually sat up without him noticing when, and his omnipresent charm had been mostly withdrawn.

"Wen Chi thinks highly of you, Berkeley." Kong Ze fixed his eyes on Berkeley. "Because you see too clearly into human emotions, you get lost in them. But once you find the true meaning of emotions, your will will burst out with great power. Because of this evaluation, you will become the deputy captain of this team. When I'm not here, you will take on the role of captain."

"Looking for the true meaning of love?" Berkeley's expression was intoxicated for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal and said solemnly, "Leave it to me."

"Very good." Kong Ze nodded slightly, then looked at the others, "I won't go into too much unnecessary introduction, let me start talking about our mission. The most essential purpose is very simple, to expose the twisted elements of the evil god's followers and eliminate them as much as possible."

Is he really a follower of the evil god?

Everyone was silent, but in fact they had already made preparations.

After all, I said it from the beginning, this is a war.

"It must be the Four Symbols Religion." Berkeley seemed to have a kind of positivity that was extremely rare in her, and said directly, "I have been to this place called Macefield once. It is an island country that lives in seclusion from the world and a very good place. But this time, there are obvious changes - a country called the Four Symbols Religion can be seen everywhere here."

Even as soon as he arrived, he used his influence to obtain intelligence about the country.

So there have been speculations for a long time.

"That's right." Kong Ze nodded, acknowledging the goal.

"The Cult of God?" Warren suddenly asked. "I've always found it strange. With the power of the evil god, he doesn't need to do anything. Just relying on pure power is enough to distort our thinking. Why would he go to so much trouble to create a force?"

During this period of time, they did gain some understanding of the evil god's power, and realized that what they knew was just the tip of the iceberg.

That's why there is such fear.

However, compared with that more essential and absolute power, tempting humans and creating forces are really a bit low-level.

"This problem is very simple. It's naturally not that troublesome to deal with us, but there is competition between evil gods. Spreading power and dividing areas are more like some kind of unspoken rules under 'peaceful competition'." Kong Ze explained.

Berkeley and others finally understood.

"It turns out that we are just chess pieces." Warren said with some self-mockery.

"You are, and so am I, but my lord is not." Kong Ze said naturally, as if he was saying something that was a matter of course.

Although this world is being watched by the evil god, as long as no substantial information is found, the evil god will not care about the arrogant words of the "microorganisms".

Therefore, the heroes can verbally publicize Shen Yi's strength without any scruples and give these indigenous people confidence.

After briefly explaining the goals and tasks, he also issued the first task.

"Observing this cult and finding its distorted parts is not difficult. It can only be regarded as a test."

"If we work backwards from the results, it's not difficult." John pinched his chin, "I'm familiar with nitpicking."

"You have three days. Meet here in three days." After Kong Ze left these words, he disappeared.

For him, the main task this time is to train new people.

With Ding Xiang's intelligence support and the advantage in strength, we can actually skip the process of collecting information.

But he still wanted these people to see, experience and feel it for themselves.

"This is the situation. Let's disperse and collect intelligence." Berkeley said in a relaxed tone as the deputy captain, and then he was the first to walk out of the door, swaying his mature and charming body.

The rest of the people also left at different times after a short wait.

Warren was the last.

When he walked out of the dilapidated hut, he happened to see a group of fishermen in the distance who seemed to be returning from fishing.

(End of this chapter)