The square was crowded with people.
"Why did the Disciple Game gather us together? Isn't the first level over?" Dragon Emperor Ian looked at the densely packed crowd irritably.
Huan Jiala stood beside him and suddenly asked, "What is that celestial being distributing?"
Most of the contestants were very quiet, except for one Celestial Clan member who was walking back and forth in the crowd, shouting very loudly. He had a kind look on his face as he distributed the pamphlets in his hand.
“Let’s learn more about it, let’s learn more about it…” This Celestial Clan member had flowing golden hair and green eyes like a calm lake. He seemed not to notice that the person in front of him was the Dragon Emperor, and directly handed the booklet in his hand to the Dragon Emperor.
Ian took it and opened the booklet, wondering what on earth this Celestial Clan was distributing. Could it be advertising flyers?
When I opened it, I saw:
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[Dedicated to the most powerful and beautiful Father God——Si Que·Su Ming'an·Olives!!]
【Would you like to learn more about the Lighthouse Church? 】
[The charm of Father God transcends this era! Father God's bravery is unparalleled in the world! Welcome everyone to understand the shepherd of the world's glory and time, the beacon of life, our supreme god! 】
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The booklet details the teachings of the Lighthouse Church and even indicates how and where to join the church.
The book is full of praise, describing the charm and greatness of the God of Lighthouse - he has black, purple and white hair that changes with his mood. When he smiles, it's like rain from heaven, when he's angry, it's like thunder, when he's sad, his tears are like gold and pearls, and his holy white tentacles cover the sky...
Ian was so upset that he wanted to tear the book into pieces immediately. But after carefully reading it, he felt that some of the praises in the book were reasonable.
I didn’t expect that the tiny Celestial Clan could appreciate Si Que’s excellence and even founded a church for him. That’s quite a bit of character.
Huan Jiala glanced at the blond Celestial Clan member and waved, "Come here."
Hearing this, the golden-haired Celestial's green eyes became even gentler. He walked over holding a pile of brochures half a person's height. He had already pushed quite a few people along the way. "Beautiful Emperor, are you interested in learning about our lighthouse?"
"Well... I already know a lot about it." Huan Jiala said calmly: "Where did you get this information from?"
Si Que has disappeared for so long, how could the Celestial Clan know all this?
Boris smiled and said, "Of course it was the Father God who came to me in a dream, hoping that I would act on His behalf in the world. The Father God is the old god Asasto, the leader of the old days, the torch of the wasteland, the lord of the dawn one hundred and two years ago, and the god of the Cloud City of Praya ten thousand years later. He has three great angels under his command, the angel of judgment Noel, who is in charge of the scales of justice..."
Once he started talking, he chattered non-stop, from the War of Independence in the Second Era, to the Battle of Eden in the Third Era, to the demonic crisis in the Fourth Era. Every sentence he said involved God the Father... trying his best to make everyone present believe in the lighthouse.
At this time, a girl in a lace dress and wearing a silk hat walked over and chuckled when she heard the words: "Is this another new character that Si Que has created for himself? It's a familiar style of writing."
Ian said coldly: "This means that the boy really appeared, and even planned to establish a church and worship himself as a god... What does he want to do? Provoke the twenty-seven gods of Luowasha? Hanami Mirai, you are from the [Nalan Court]. Does the [Nalan Court] know that Olives has appeared?"
[Nalan Court] is equivalent to the position of the United Group. They believe in the God of Contract, Nalan Duosi. All major forces will give them some face and let them mediate conflicts in various occasions. They are also called "official".
Hua Jianwei smiled and said slyly, "Olivius only appeared in this disciple game, which lasted only a few hours. How did the [Nalan Court] know about it in advance? On the contrary, the [Wheel of Fortune] and the [Death Chanter] are ready to make a move. One wants to invite him to kill the World Tree, and the other wants to give him the most beautiful death. If the emperors want to fight for him, it is best to act as soon as possible."
Ian snorted coldly: "When I catch him, I will make him write a poem praising me."
Huan Jiala held his forehead with his hand and sighed, "Is that what you're thinking about?"
Ian coughed and said, "...Of course I will ask him to hand over the twelve stories as soon as possible. It's a pity that I didn't meet him this time. If I had met him, I would definitely not let him go..."
The next moment, his golden pupils froze.
A figure appeared in the sky.
His long flowing white hair was flying, the scarlet silk cloth on his shoulders was as red as blood, and around his neck was a gold chain with a cross and crescent ring, nothing else. He was bathed in the light, and his eyes slowly opened.
The moment people saw this figure, they instantly became quiet.
The players guessed that the person who made such a grand appearance with a lot of light effects was either the top player or Su Lin. So they kept quiet.
The NPCs were so frightened when they saw the emperors turn red instantly that they dared not speak.
"--Oliviers! How dare you show up!" Ian really didn't expect that this person was so bold and appeared in front of them without any protection.
“……” Wei Mo tapped his Platycodon cane with his fingers, a hint of thought flashing in his eyes.
"Si Que, you finally showed up..." Bai Ran's face flushed slightly and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
"Yamada, Yamada! That must be the teammate you've been talking about!" Miss Zhifei, the crystal noble, grabbed Yamada Machiichi's mechanical arm and said excitedly.
"...Is it Su Mingan? That should be it! Su Lin's appearance is much brighter than this one." Players such as Anthony and Zhong Xi have already mastered the identification method accurately.
"...Is that the winner of the first level?" The two scholars from the Supreme Tower exchanged glances. "Record it and report it to the Society."
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