Infinite Throne

"I have prepared a carriage for you to travel. When you wake up, it will be on the way to Ulanto."

"Will you be implicated?" Lin Yebai looked at the mask that Bishop Hoffman took off and felt familiar.

Bishop Hoffman used this mask to cover his body that was on the verge of breaking. When he put on the mask, he could not see the face under the mask.

The mask did not cover all of it. At least one-third of the face was exposed. It can be clearly seen that Bishop Hoffman's eyes and chin were flawless.

This should be the ability of the mask to cover the cracks everywhere on Bishop Hoffman's body.

Lin Yebai thought of the prop [Mask of the Dark Crow]. Is there any connection between the two masks?

"Alex, I grew up here since I was a child. It is not difficult to accomplish something."

"God is not omniscient and omnipotent, or He does not care about the thoughts of ants, nor does He care about the life and death of ants."

"You don't have to worry about me being implicated." Bishop Hoffman said this with a gentle tone, even a little gentle.

He always stood on the altar, as if he did not have human emotions. Such gentleness was rare and precious.

"I understand, Bishop, if you are not happy here, you can leave with me." Lin Yebai's habit of packing something to take away appeared again.

Bishop Hoffman suddenly smiled, raised his hand, wanted to touch Alex's platinum-colored hair, and suddenly stopped, picked up the mask again, and put it back.

Seeing that Lin Yebai had been looking at the mask, he explained casually: "This is an alchemical product, and it is also engraved with divine arts. It is a combination of alchemy and magic. If you like it, I will give it to you later."

"I still have things to do here. Of course, the day I leave will not be too far away." He said.

Bishop Hoffman left the room. The moment he went out, the silver light shrouded in the room instantly shattered and turned into countless light spots scattered in the room.

"Alex, good night."

The gentle voice was scattered in the evening breeze, and the moonlight shone in from the door, leaving a thin shadow.

Soon, even the shadow disappeared.

The next day was the God's Ceremony.

The Saint-Diane College was full of white flowers, with clear dewdrops, and the tall white palace-style buildings made it look like an elegant oil painting.

Whether it was the people who participated in the God's Ceremony, the priests of the Temple of Light, or the civilians who came to watch the ceremony, they all wore white robes.

In the Temple of Light, white is the color of holiness. When wearing a white robe, the glory of the gods is always with you and you are blessed by Him.

The candidate for the Son of God has been determined, and it is Alex.

The priest robe that Lin Yebai wore today was particularly gorgeous, with intricate totems embroidered with gold thread. From a distance, his whole body exuded a soft white light.

With his platinum-colored long hair loose and his hands clasped together, Lin Yebai bowed to the place where the statue was under the gaze of countless people.

"God above, your believers pray to you."

"I am willing to dedicate everything I have, my soul, and my faith to you."

The boy's voice was clear and very pious.

No matter who it is, looking at him at this moment, they will believe that he will be God's favorite believer, and he is truly willing to dedicate everything to God.

Only Lin Yebai knows the details.

He is not afraid of the God of Light. Even if he is discovered by the other party, he has the ability to escape.

So far, Lin Yebai has not faced the gods of this world directly, and does not know the fighting power of the gods. But with the mid-to-high-end fighting power of Claire, Lin Yebai can easily crush ten of them.

If the God of Light really finds out that his faith is not pious and descends here, Lin Yebai also wants to try to see if he can turn the other party into a salted fish. Will the God of Light who becomes a salted fish at that time have small wings and a halo on his head like Sauron?

The Pope is dressed in red clothes, symbolizing the sun that never falls in the sky, holding a silver crown high and wearing it in Lin Yebai's hair.

The silver crown is made of holy silver and inlaid with meteorites from the stars. It is elegant and light, symbolizing the stars that always shine in the sky.

There are three crowns in the Temple of Light, all of which are semi-artifacts, namely the Crown of the Sun worn by the Pope, the Crown of the Moon worn by Bishop Hoffman, and the Crown of the Star worn by the Son of God.

This is a symbol of identity and also the crowning ceremony of the Son of God.

From this moment on, Lin Yebai is the Son of God of the Temple of Light.

The moment he put on the crown again, Lin Yebai felt a supreme will rushing over him. It was the omnipresent and boundless light that had been shining on the world since the birth of the world, making the world change seasons, day and night distinct, and allowing thousands of creatures to reproduce.

It makes people instantly realize their own insignificance and weakness, and they are willing to blend into the light and become a part of it, and from then on they are driven by God and dedicate everything to God.

Lin Yebai suddenly understood why the Pope was not worried about the problem of his impure faith. Regardless of whether he had faith or not, as long as he wore the Crown of the Star, he would become the most solid believer of God under the baptism of this will.

Bishop Hoffman always wore the Crown of the Moon, but his faith had been shaken.

It can be seen that semi-artifacts are not absolutely effective.

Lin Yebai's will is indestructible and was not affected.

Even though the sunlight was huge, his heart was as cold as ice.

The Crown of Stars seemed to have sensed something and emitted white light again. All the surrounding light gathered here, and the entire Saint-Diane College became dim. The only bright thing was Lin Yebai.

Everyone stared at the Son of God, not even daring to breathe loudly, for fear of disturbing him. They only dared to pray silently in their hearts, hoping that today's God's Sacrifice would go smoothly, and that the Edel Continent would get better and better under the leadership of the Son of God.

Lin Yebai was about to refine the Crown of Stars, and the Crown of God that he had been equipped with suddenly trembled and leaked a breath. The Crown of Stars instantly stopped, obedient like a child, motionless, and no longer tried to brainwash Lin Yebai.

From the appearance, the Crown of Stars is more gorgeous, completely in line with the gorgeous and exquisite aesthetics of the nobles. But when the two are really compared together, you can only see the Crown of God, attracted by it, and can't pay half of your attention to the Crown of Stars.

The more Lin Yebai looked at it, the more he felt that the Crown of Stars was a counterfeit of the Crown of God, or at least a replica. Since he inherited part of the godhood of the Lord of the Abyss and came here because of the trial of the gods, it is normal for the Crown of God to be related to this world.

Has the Abyss ever appeared in this world, and in what capacity?

Seeing that the new Son of God had successfully put on the Crown of Stars, the Pope was extremely satisfied and said in a gentle tone:

"My child, may God bless you."

"You are His glory walking in the world, the Son of God loved by heaven and earth, and the Son of God recognized by the Feather of God."

The feather that Bishop Hoffman transferred to Lin Yebai came from the Wings of God. Only people with excellent talents can be recognized by it. The reason why Lin Yebai was able to succeed the Son of God so smoothly is also inseparable from the recognition of the Feather of God.

Qian Shenghua and Soran were hiding in the crowd watching the ceremony, watching this scene, waiting for possible assassinations, without blinking. In order to facilitate communication, Qian Shenghua quietly sent a message to Soran:

[I really want to give him a hard time]

[The semi-artifact must be able to sell for a lot of money]

[Why don't we try to take the Crown of Stars away in the process of rescuing the Son of God? ]

Sauron was a little impatient, secretly opened the chat box, and suddenly felt a little moved. You can't work for nothing, you still have to take what you deserve.

[We'll try it when the time comes. ]

At the same time, under Sainte-Anne College, a group of people in black robes carefully went down the tunnel they dug and gradually approached the altar.

There is a large area under Sainte-Anne College that is hollow, which is convenient for arranging the magic circle for purification and sealing.

They came to this place, cut their wrists, and smeared the foul-smelling blood on the magic circle.

It was not smearing irregularly, they were constructing the magic circle. As the blood dripped, the magic circle emitted bursts of white smoke, trying to purify the pollution brought by these outsiders.

The blood gradually merged into a black goat pattern, which was a pile of countless pieces of meat, chaotic and evil, and also exuded a terrifying breath.

The main body of the magic circle is to suppress. It is very difficult to break the seal from the inside, but it becomes simple to destroy it from the outside.

The black goat ritual is a very tricky evil god ritual. With this pattern as the center, the black goat incarnation can be summoned. At that time, the black goat will devour everything around it crazily and quickly assimilate the surroundings into its own power.

This is the product of the cooperation between Buffett, a believer of the God of Chaos, and the believers of the Mother of the Black Goat.

Because the Storm Goddess has been sealed by the magic circle for too many years, her strength may have declined seriously, and she may even lose her mind. At that time, whether to take her as your subordinate god or devour her, it is a good choice.

At present, the ratio set by the two parties is 50-50. If either party wants to completely obtain the body of the Storm Goddess, they can pay some other precious treasures in exchange.

"You gave birth to thousands of black goats..."

"You are the mother, everything..."

"Please follow the guidance of the child and come here..."

With the prayers of the black robes, the black goat pattern drawn by blood began to burn instantly.

In the dark flames, the true body of the Mother of the Black Goat loomed, which was an aggregation of countless tumors, pieces of meat, and limbs, exuding a strong breath of life.

Unknown whispers came from afar, and there was also the smell of the forest, moist and warm, as if returning to the embrace of the mother, making people relax and want to sleep.

As the flames burned, the magic circle that had been stable for many years gradually became weak, and a subtle sound of shattering could be heard.

The black-robed man was weak due to excessive bleeding, and he was very excited to see this scene.

The storm goddess, who was originally sleeping in the formation, was startled and was extremely curious about the breath outside. She also had a faint anger that her territory was invaded.

A big iron hammer flashing with lightning hammered towards the formation.

"Bang——"

The magic circle was broken after all.

The deformed beast opened its eyes, its consciousness was confused and chaotic, and what was incompatible with its huge and twisted body was a human hand, white and slender, full of power.

At this time, this hand held a huge hammer, and with this hammer as the center, the thunder spread to the surrounding area.

"I didn't expect that the God of Thunder actually left the artifact to the Goddess of Storm. If we can't take her away as soon as possible, the God of Light might find it..."

"Although the God of Thunder has left this world, that is the artifact, and it is actually left here..."

"After all, the Goddess of Storm is his daughter."

"What should we do?"

The black-robed men looked at each other. The fighting power of the Goddess of Storm exceeded their expectations. If they rushed forward now, they would only be crushed by Thor's hammer.

"I'm hungry..."

"Hungry, hungry, food..."

The completely polluted Goddess of Storm sucked her saliva, and her huge body rolled outward, still carrying the hammer.

It was a very fragrant smell.

It seemed like I had smelled it somewhere before.

Hungry! Time to eat!

The black-robed people avoided her one after another, watching her run out of the magic circle, but they didn't know how to stop her.