Transcendent Dawn

The suburbs of Sacred, where martial law has quietly begun.

Above a certain peak of the Seven Divine Pillars.

The headquarters of the God of Knowledge, the Cathedral of Wisdom.

This is an observatory whose main body is made of marble, equipped with the most advanced telescope and planetarium in the empire.

A plainly dressed, bald, hairless ascetic with bare feet walked slowly to the top of the observatory.

Around him, one after another, high-ranking church officials appeared.

The aura of each of them was solemn and terrifying, and the light of wisdom shone in their eyes.

According to the previous resolution.

The Pope is restricted, the emperor opened the ceremony of becoming a god, and all the conditions are met... I will take over the highest authority of the 'Holy Church of Wisdom' in accordance with the emergency plan A-23.

The ascetic glanced at everyone present with eyes that seemed to have only the whites of his eyes: The emperor of the empire is not allowed to become a god. This is the oracle of the Seven Gods! The Seven Gods Pillar is prepared for this.

Other churches have contacted us to get started.

They walked into the center of the observatory one by one.

Not long after, a strong brilliance rose from the top of the observatory, piercing the sky like a sharp sword of light.

...

Night Palace Square.

Sulu raised his eyebrows and looked towards the peaks of the Seven Gods Pillars around Sakred. There, several beams of light shot up into the sky, and many believers thought it was the blessings of the Seven Gods to the empire.

Tsk tsk... The Seven Gods Pillar had such a purpose in it, it was to suppress the fate of the royal family... If I were the emperor of the Caesar family, I would definitely think about moving the capital... But, it seems that I am ignorant In ancient times, the power of theocracy overwhelmed the power of kings, and even the Caesar family only took control of their own destiny after the Holy War and the Church of the Seven Gods split.

In his induction, the powerful pressure was centered on the Seven Gods Pillar, transferred from the spirit world, and wrapped around Antonio Caesar in a curse-like manner.

Affected by this, the three phantoms on his body that began to overlap fluctuated for a while, showing signs of instability.

'The gods... are really disgusting, that's why I don't choose places where there are gods to enshrine gods...But Antonio has no choice, he is not a [planeswalker]...'

Sulu continued to watch the play.

The gods have their battlefields.

Now it's just some legendary and mythical 'little soldiers' fighting, and it would be too cheap to fight first.

What's more, if the Caesar family can't even deal with this turmoil, then don't think about becoming a god, just wash up and sleep.

...

mirror world.

Mirror after mirror shattered.

Many of Cyril's figures in the mirror became distraught and dripping with blood.

The five popes took their time, and some of them even held a half-divine weapon in their hands: Cyril... your loyalty is misplaced...you should be loyal to gods, not people.

I never believe in foreign gods!

Cyril's firm voice came from all directions.

madness!

The terrifying tornado lingering around Pope Darcy's body, mixed with thunder and lightning, broke through more than a dozen mirrors in an instant: Even if we are not here,

The church will also act according to the plan and use the power of the Seven Divine Pillars. His Majesty the Emperor will not last long.

hehe……

Cyril stood up firmly: Do you think... only the pastor of the Church of War is shaken?

what?

As soon as these words were uttered, the expressions of the five popes suddenly changed!

...

Cathedral of the Storm.

Fazere, what are you doing?

Amidst the roar of anger, a terrifying explosion emerged, directly blowing the dome of the cathedral into the sky.

In a cloud of dust, a certain ocean giant with a height of more than ten meters emerged.

Its mountain-like body is covered with a layer of azure scales, and there are strange runes and marks in the center of each scale, and there are frog-like flesh membranes on its hands, and two fish gills appear on its cheeks.

——The body of myth!

A sixth-level professional was showing off his mythical body with all his strength, causing huge damage to the Church of Storms in one fell swoop.

In the ruins, traces of dark red blood overflowed.

What am I doing? The azure ocean giant roared: Of course it is to purify the faith and expel the outer gods!

So you fell to the empire.

Standing in the void, an old man in a blue robe was full of disbelief: Why...why did you all choose to abandon your faith? What did the empire give you?

Sorry... teacher.

Even though the azure giant spoke calmly, his voice sounded like a roar: After becoming a myth, no one can win me over and confuse me. I'm just following my own heart!

If outsiders hear this sentence, they must be very surprised.

After all, Fazel is the most outstanding genius in the Church of Storms, and it is even rumored that he is a strong contender for the next Pope!

Even such people have chosen to betray the church.

To what extent have the hidden contradictions in the church intensified?

at the same time.

Various 'betrayals' and 'situations' appeared in the five major churches.

The Seven Divine Pillars rumbled, and the huge earthquake and explosion spread, even in the Night Palace, it could be felt vaguely.

Oh? Everything is in trouble? Is Antonio's mad king so seditious? Just because of a slogan of 'expelling the outer gods', so many people are fighting for him? Many of them are vested interests of the church? Just kidding Bar?

A trace of suspicion appeared on Sulu's face, and he looked at Antonio.

After the restraint of the Seven Divine Pillars continued to weaken, the triple phantom gradually overlapped and turned into an indescribable phantom.

It is indescribable and incomprehensible, but it contains new powers after 'war', 'kingship', 'self' and so on.

At this moment, that indescribable phantom was slowly curling into Antonio's body.

When it was completely contained by Antonio, a new god was born!

Lord Gregory!

A marquis quietly came to Sulu's side, causing the finance minister to twist his body uncomfortably: Marquis Nicholas!

Nicholas didn't care about the Minister of Finance at all, looking down at Sulu's toes: Every professional in the empire is fighting for His Majesty to become a god, and there are fronts everywhere... Our strength is already stretched , but... there is still a huge variable, and that is the White Eagle Federation and the Church of the Goddess of Light. Therefore... I have brought a request from His Majesty, please stop their attack.

Have you thought about it? I will only make one shot!

Sulu said calmly.

It's this time. Marquis Nicholas said decisively.

Then...as you wish.

Sulu nodded and agreed.

Although the price of the shot at this time is a bit low, it is better to bully ordinary professionals than to bully the gods in the later stage.

Moreover, it was the other party who begged him to take action, and it wasn't that he was shirking responsibility.

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