Therefore, the title of savior most likely refers to him.
Chen Zhong was not stupid. When he heard this, he knew it meant "Heaven will give great responsibilities to this person". It was not pleasing at all, and he disliked it very much.
But escaping will not solve the problem. The best way to solve fear is to face it bravely. That’s why Chen Zhong quickened his pace and made preparations in advance.
"Let me see." Chen Zhong grabbed the scroll and opened it.
My goodness, a whole volume full of complicated pictures and texts, like a bunch of ants piled up on top of each other, it’s impossible to make sense of it.
The font on the key is very abstract, most likely the internal text of the Crow Cult.
The two looked at each other helplessly.
"Let's check again. If there's nothing else, we'll go out." Chen Zhong said.
Then, Chen Zhong took the scroll to the side and analyzed it silently.
Finally, Chen Zhong figured out something. This should be the "Divination Technique of the Holy Crow" that Wulan had mentioned inadvertently.
An extremely strange, but one of the best prophecy formulas in the netherworld!
Wu Lan said that this book was the foundation of the Ling Ya Cult. Although it was difficult to use it once in decades, as the object of luck for the Ling Ya Cult, its importance was self-evident.
"Yes, it helps me." Chen Zhong put the scroll away.
"As long as you are satisfied." Leon smiled from the bottom of his heart.
"I will give you a chance when I return this time." Chen Zhong replied.
Leon was delighted and bowed quickly.
The two left and returned to the ground.
"Something happened." Chen Zhong smelled the smell of blood floating in the air.
Leon tensed up, "Sir, please be careful."
The two of them rushed back to the priests' residence, and as expected, a bloody battle was taking place there.
The attackers were a group of people wearing black cloaks, about fifty or sixty in number. The leader was a middle-aged woman holding a black diamond scepter.
They caught the priests off guard at the beginning, but the advantage in numbers was always no match for the difference in quality. After the old woman at the first level of the Grandmaster Realm joined the battle, the Black Cloaks were defeated.
"Everyone, please buy me some time!" the middle-aged woman with the black diamond scepter shouted, and then came towards Chen Zhong and the others.
But when she saw Leon, she froze for a moment, then turned to despair, and then showed an expression of fearlessness in the face of death.
She recognized the Grand Marshal who often appeared in the newspapers. The absolute suppression of the fifth level of the Grandmaster Realm had already declared the failure of their mission.
"It seems that it is destined. I hope that girl can revive our religion with the help of the savior." The woman laughed at herself and was about to explode!
"Stop her." Chen Zhong said softly.
Leon shuddered, and in the blink of an eye he appeared behind the woman. He slapped her hard with his rough palm, and the woman was half-fainted, and she had no chance to self-destruct.
"Stop right there!" Leon roared on the spot, and the aura of the fifth level Grandmaster Realm surged.
Nearly a hundred people fell silent, their bodies shaken, their spiritual energy disordered, their thoughts confused, and then a fishy and sweet taste rushed up their throats.
Chen Zhong took the middle-aged woman from Leon and whispered calmly, "Are you Wulan's master?"
The woman who was originally drowsy immediately became energetic and looked at Chen Zhong with wide eyes in disbelief.
"Shhh——" Chen Zhong remained calm.
"Hmm!" The woman suddenly shuddered, lowering her voice in excitement. "You... you are the person I saw in the illusion. You are... you are the savior?"
Chen Zhong curled his lips and said, "Don't talk, I'll handle it from now on."
On the other hand, Leon was also a smart man and understood Chen Zhong's thoughts. "If you, the Crow Cult, don't want your leader to die, then just stand still."
He looked at the Pantheon priests again and said, "Don't move. I have my own arrangements."
Ten minutes later, all the surviving members of the Ling Ya Cult were imprisoned in the underground ice room, and Chen Zhong quietly gave them healing medicine.
Up there, Leon was presiding over the impromptu "judgment ceremony". This kind of activity, of course, required the reading of the Holy Scriptures, and at Leon's request, all the priests had to read it three times to provide Chen Zhong with more opportunities.
When the three rounds were completed, none of the twenty-seven priests "survived", and all of them were lucky enough to sign a contract with Chen Zhong.
At this moment, Chen Zhong breathed a sigh of relief and ordered his men to release the Ling Ya Cult members.
"Meet the Savior!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the door, they bowed deeply to Chen Zhong, their knees banging loudly, without any hesitation.
"This should be what you are looking for, right?" Chen Zhong took out the scroll and raised it.
"Yes!" The leader's name is Nako.
"Can it be counted now?" Chen Zhong asked again.
Nako hesitated. "This technique is extremely sinister and requires a lot of preparation. It also causes great damage to the practitioner. I don't mind the latter, but the main problem is that it's a bit difficult to gather the materials at the moment."
Chen Zhong was silent for a long time. "Forget it. It's better not to look at this damn future. I'll just do what I should do now."
"As for this scroll, I will hand it to Wulan for you." Chen Zhong continued.
Nako did not object. In her heart, there was no difference between the savior and the master.
As for Chen Zhong, he actually had no intention of turning them into servants, but considering the need to keep the secret, it was something he had to do.
For the Ling Ya Cult, calling Chen Zhong "Master" was not difficult, they were just a little confused.
Finally, it was time for Chen Zhong to return to the Chiyan Empire. He had been outside for so long and still didn't know what the result of the college competition would be.
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Boarding the airship from the Divine Capital to the Imperial Capital, Chen Zhong sighed deeply, feeling filled with emotion as he looked at the city below.
How did he accidentally take control of the Pantheon?
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