Chapter 124
Ashborn walked to the cold and empty throne, and sat quietly for a while with his head propped up. Looking at the power of faith which was even less than the last time he woke up, his first reaction was, is it possible that the underworld was in darkness at this time, and all humans were asleep?
A day is a time for gods to be in a daze. Ashborn is like a still statue. He does not move at all and does not think about anything.
It was not until the number of faiths that fell on Him decreased that the God realized that it was day just now and now it was night, everything was silent and few people would pray.
Ripples finally appeared in the god's cold eyes. Ashborn frowned and faced the fact that the number of believers had decreased dramatically.
His second reaction was that during His sleep, a disaster occurred that swept across the entire human race, or a powerful force launched a war against the Holy See of Light, causing heavy casualties among priests and believers.
After sensing the location of the protective seal, he confirmed that Xia Zuo was still alive. If that was the case, why not summon him to suppress the enemy?
We have given the Church so many artifacts in the past, and among all the races in the underworld, there are only a few demigods combined. How can we not win?
The god held his forehead with his hands, rarely showing a trace of anger, what a bunch of rubbish...
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The empty and desolate Saihasu Desert has a harsh environment, and terrifying monsters may appear at any time to look for food. It is easy to get lost when escaping, and there is no confirmed valuable goods. Even adventurers are unwilling to come here.
It is a perfect place for a deserted person to come here to practice the forbidden divine spells.
Large tracts of the sky flickered, the day quickly turned into gloomy darkness, the weeds, insects and animals that grew tenaciously in the desert had their vitality sucked away in an instant, and turned into a handful of sand after the wind blew past. Everything seemed as if the end of the world had come.
The white-haired Pope stood in the air holding a staff, without even using the assistance of wings of light. The extracted elements turned into strips of light surrounding the man. His hair fluttered and his soft face looked indifferent, like an unreachable god.
The man's hand stroked the light strip and whispered softly, "Protect me..."
There was no need to control the elements anymore, the power of words was enough to make them obey orders, the light bands turned into several lightsabers surrounding the master, waiting for the enemy to appear and kill them with one blow!
He became more and more adept at it, as if every element was like his own limbs and he could use them at will.
I wonder how far he is from the Lord of Light, and whether he can be evenly matched in the fight for the elements...
It was as if God was truly omniscient and omnipotent, and He appeared just when the white-haired man thought of Him.
Xia Zuo froze for a moment, then dispersed the elements gathered around him. The scene that was full of sharp blades and ready to explode suddenly became peaceful, and the desert returned to its normal appearance.
The Pope called out cautiously, "My God?"
A vague voice came from my mind——
"How many years have I been asleep?"
"It has been one hundred and eighteen years since you last woke up. What is your purpose for coming this time?"
Ashburn sneered, "It's only been a hundred years. I thought you and the Church of Light were destroyed together. Otherwise, I can't think of the reason why the number of believers has dropped to less than half."
The gods were angry, but Xia Zuo breathed a sigh of relief calmly. He just thought... the gods had sensed his ambitions from the distant divine realm.
"My God, please calm down and listen to my explanation..."
The Pope seemed a little surprised when he heard the question from the God, as if he had not noticed anything about it. "I have been practicing in a deserted place for many years. I have already touched the barrier of the God level. I have not paid attention to the affairs of the Holy See for a long time. I am sorry to disappoint you..."
"The Holy Son is now in charge of the Church. I will talk to the child."
Of course, the indifferent God would not get angry and scold his subordinates because they were not doing their job well. He did not respond, but the Pope could sense the crisis lurking in the air...
Since the matter of faith could not get any results from the Pope, Ashburn did not want to waste time on this issue with him, "What about the whereabouts of the Son of Darkness? You don't know either?"
"The Church has been searching for the black-haired and black-eyed human and alien races, but still hasn't found them... Xia Zuo has another guess about this matter. Could it be that a human race has given birth to the Son of Darkness, but didn't want to make a fuss and arouse suspicion, so they killed the child in private? That's why for so long, our believers across the continent have not been able to provide any clues."
"impossible."
The Pope lowered his eyes. The god denied it too quickly and too confidently, as if he had absolute confidence in the person he was looking for.
Xia Zuo's speculation sounded reasonable, but Ashburn didn't believe that Samuel hadn't thought of this. He must have taken protective measures in advance.
It is impossible that Samuel has not been born after so long, and there has been no clues in the mortal world. Could it be that Samuel has really reincarnated into the abyss race?
Haha…I thought He would make a more challenging choice.
"My God, did that person... do anything that made you angry?"
Ashburn warned coldly, "You are not familiar with it. I have already said that the Son of Darkness will bring disaster to the human race. If you don't care, I won't remind you again."
The voice was neither hurried nor slow, but anyone who heard it would have a sense of urgency as danger was approaching, and a hint of sadness appeared on the Pope's face at the right time.
The god still wouldn't say a word to the creature he was most familiar with. He came suddenly and left suddenly, and he didn't know what farewell was.
The Pope's expression, which had just softened, turned cold again. He held the staff so tightly that his fingertips turned white...
Sooner or later, you will take me seriously, and I will also know about the grudge between you and the Son of Darkness.
There was no need to guess. Xia Zuo knew that the God had come to the Son of God. He wondered if Ai'er could satisfy Him this time...
Ashiborn sensed the location of the Son of God. He could not focus his consciousness on the Son of God because that human was too weak. Fortunately, the Son of God was in the Vatican and he could descend into the statue.
Al was teaching two children when the protective seal between his eyebrows suddenly became hot... Unlike the fleeting warmth last time, this time the warmth was obvious, as if reminding him of something.
"You guys memorize these ancient sentences. I'll be away for a while and will be back soon."
The two children responded obediently.
The silver-haired young man turned into a stream of light and blended into the bright sunshine. Few people in the entire Holy See could notice the abnormality in the light.
"Wow--"
"I'm going to ask Brother Al to use magic like this on me later!"
The stream of light flew into the main hall and landed under the tall statue. The young man looked up and saw that the statue had no mercy at all, so he was sure that the God of Light really... came again!
Al bowed nervously, "I hope you are well, my God."
He smiled, his eyes sparkling, and a belief floated into the sky. "I am so lucky that I just returned to the Holy See and saw you here again. Do you need me to summon other priests to see you?"
Seeing that His Son still had a devout faith, Ashbern's mood, which had been gloomy since he woke up, improved slightly.
"No need, I'm here to see you."
Al hadn't been this nervous in a long time. He could feel his chest beating violently. Thinking of the possibility that the other party was looking for him, Al calmed down a little. He should be able to get away with it...
"It's my pleasure, my God. Do you have anything you want to tell Al? Or did Al do something wrong that made you unhappy?"
Ashburn went straight to the point. "Has the Church of Light fallen in your hands? It seems that the number of believers is not as high as before."
The young man seemed a little surprised by what he heard, "How could it be... I mean, I didn't notice this, sorry, my god."
"Every time I pass by the chamber, the benches are still filled with believers. Every day when I walk on the road, I can hear believers thanking you for your protection."
The Holy Son pondered for a moment and said hesitantly, "It has been several decades since I cleaned up the priests who tarnished the reputation of the Holy See. Could it be that some of the branches far away from the Royal City have made the same mistake again?"
The God of Light did not respond for a while, and Al was not sure how much He believed.
After a moment, another voice sounded above my head, "Is that so... Why are the sounds of prayer reaching my ears not as many as a hundred years ago?"
Ashburn even wondered, are humans really that despicable? The more we deceive, abuse, and exploit them, the more likely they are to be loyal to the Church?
Al's eyelids jumped. It turned out that the priest was not lying. The gods could really hear the voices of believers, but they just never bothered to respond, let alone grant miracles for a few ants.
"I noticed this, too. Al thought... this is a good thing for you, because the believers don't have as many words and wishes as before, and you can have some peace and quiet."
"I don't care. Find out why the number of devout believers has decreased and solve this problem."
The young man was a little embarrassed, "My God, Al should know the reason."
"It's because the human race has built many schools over the past hundred years. We have learned knowledge and many industries have developed. Children have homework and adults are busy with work. Most people can now eat and wear warm clothes and are not exploited by the powerful. They live a contented life. I think... this is why the human race has reduced its prayers. However, they still worship you very much, and believers offer you praises every day."
The more ignorant, pitiful and helpless one is, the easier it is to place one's hopes on the omnipotent gods. If one can lead a smooth life under the guidance of the human leader, why bother with the gods?
Obviously, the God of Light also thought of this. He laughed meaningfully and said, "It seems that the current king of the human race is a very outstanding person."
Al's heart tightened. Would He do anything to Aunt Felicia?
He tried to inquire: "My God, do you have any other instructions?"
"I already know the answer I want."
Ashborn was about to leave, but when he thought of the strength the Holy Son had shown when he entered the main hall, he encouraged him casually, "You seem to have broken through much faster than other human mages. You are such a hard-working child... I am looking forward to meeting you in the Divine Realm."
The young man was slightly excited, and his eyes became brighter. "I will work harder! Then, I will serve you together with His Holiness the Pope!"
As always, the God of Light had no time for talking. He gathered his consciousness and returned to his body.
On the throne, the sculptured god opened his eyes, his pale golden pupils were obscure and indescribable.
The human race still worships Him? This is not enough...
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After El confirmed that the God of Light had left, the power of faith that was prevented from entering the Holy See continued to flow in and sank into the body of the silver-haired young man.
Just now, under the eyes of the gods, Al did not dare to let new faith float over. He even separated half of the faith in his body and hid it before arriving at the main temple. He was afraid that the God of Light would think that he had snatched away His believers, which was why so many less faith flew into the gods' realm.
Fortunately, the God of Light came in a low profile this time, and his purpose was only to question him. He did not distract his attention to look at the entire royal city, otherwise it would be difficult to fool him.
What's even more fortunate is that he has persisted in his decision not to let his lover follow the Holy See until now, otherwise, given the God of Light's sensitivity to darkness, he might really be able to detect something.
The young man frowned and thought as he walked. The God of Light was very persistent in the power of faith. He absolutely did not believe that the other party would do nothing and let the faith be lost.
Tsk, could it be that the God of Light is assigning a task to the Pope? He is a pious Son of God, isn’t he qualified to participate in the plan?
Al let out a breath and thought, "That's all. When the enemy comes, we will fight him with our soldiers; when the water comes, we will block it with earth."
A few days later——
As usual, the firewood vendor in Xidan City went to the mountains outside the city to collect dry wood.
The peddler heard some strange rustling sound, which didn't sound like the wind blowing the leaves, so he ran away cautiously. There were many snakes in the mountains, and he didn't want to be bitten. If the snakes were poisonous, he would be doomed!
A strange voice came from a certain direction, "Hey, do you think you can outrun me with your two legs?"
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