Transcendent Dawn

She...or it should be said 'He' looks ordinary, wearing a plain white robe, standing in front of Sulu.

'Sure enough... if you walk too much at night, you will always run into ghosts. '

After all, it is already the dawn of the gods, and there are many bigwigs in the dream world. More importantly... the previous Chris Empire event has just ended, and it is normal for this one to leave an incarnation here.

At this moment, Sulu could only feel lucky.

Fortunately, I didn't bump into a real big boss in the dream world when I was teleporting at the fifth and sixth levels, otherwise there would be nothing wrong with him now.

Good day, Your Highness the Goddess of Light!

With a wry smile, he called out the name of the woman in front of him.

Sulu Botley! No matter what is hidden under your appearance, I will call you like this... The woman said in a soft voice: Your fate is extremely incongruous.

Sulu felt a little cold in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

Today, even if the identity of the time traveler is exposed, what's the point?

Besides, as far as the different world is concerned, planeswalkers are a group of time travelers.

Therefore, he replied with a smile: The fate of the gods... always has twists and turns, doesn't it?

Yes, you are already a god.

The goddess of light said calmly: You can call me Ms. Guanghui.

Sulu was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: I don't know how you, Ms. Guanghui, are going to deal with me?

There's no point in dealing with an incarnation of a god...

Ms. Guanghui said in a pure voice without any impurity: It's a pity that you chose the 'devil' camp...

Actually, I have no choice.

Su Lu said: Your ruling archbishop forced me to escape from this world...

For us, what is a church in the world? Ms. Guanghui seemed to smile: Even if the church in this world is destroyed, it will not damage my brilliance in the slightest.

So,

Miss Guanghui, what exactly do you want?

Sulu felt that his position with this lord of light had changed.

After the seventh level, it is not an 'ant' anymore, but a chess player.

This has the capital to negotiate, although... it is still relatively weak.

But compared to the group of popes in this world, it is undoubtedly still very important.

So heavy...Maybe Ms. Guanghui will give them up!

Leave the demon's camp, at least remain neutral, and you will gain my goodwill.

The next moment, Ms. Guanghui spoke.

I don't understand... what exactly is a 'devil'?

Sulu took a deep breath.

He became a god too quickly, and many secrets among the gods are not clear.

For example, the ranks of the seven righteous gods, apart from knowing that Ms. Guanghui is a ninth-level dominator-level god, they don't know anything about it.

The devil...he is the master of chaos, the source of evil, the creator of the abyss...and also...the real outer god! Ms. Guanghui said with emotion: Originally...the gods in the world of all spirits are quite Loosely, but one day, the 'demon' appeared, and he rose very quickly... He was the 'master' before many gods responded, and became the leader of a group of evil gods, forcing the rest to form an alliance to protect themselves.

He is my biggest opponent now, and he is competing with me for the dominance of many spirit worlds!

'This amount of information is a little too big...' Sulu's pupils narrowed slightly: 'The devil is so powerful? As for Ms. Guanghui, it seemed that she was at a disadvantage before... She only gained the power to compete with the other party later, that is to say, she was promoted to a 'Master Level' god after a period of time after the alliance of the Seven Gods? Is this also the reason why he broke away from the original alliance of seven gods? '

‘The current Ms. Guanghui is also the ninth-level master, and is competing with the devil for the dominance of the world of spirits? There must be great benefits in winning this? Otherwise, the gods at the master level would not be so crazy...'

The dominance of the world of all spirits? Sulu chuckled, The world of all spirits is so vast that it is like a river of sand. Does everyone have to fight for it like this?

Of course not, it only needs to affect a certain number of worlds and a few key nodes... Ms. Guanghui did not hide it: And this world is one of the nodes!

Sure enough.

Sulu was not surprised at all.

Because the main world is huge and vast, among the worlds he has traveled, it can be regarded as the first.

There are not many such worlds, even in the world of spirits.

Then... tell me your choice. Ms. Guanghui said calmly, a pressure naturally fell on Sulu.

I choose...neutral!

Sulu replied solemnly.

This time, he was only cooperating with the emperor of the Chris Empire, not with the devil.

What's more, the abyss demon has a relationship with himself and the parents of this body.

very good.

Ms. Guanghui bowed her head in salutation, and her figure turned into light and disappeared.

The dream spirit world right now... is really dangerous, you will meet goddesses everywhere you go...

Sulu shrugged speechlessly, but also disappeared.

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Cathedral of Light.

Sealed land.

St. Dominic walked among the many murals, and finally came to the destroyed sealing wall.

Behind him, there are two guards of the gods, and more bishops.

But at this moment, His Excellency the Pope looked sluggish, as if he had aged ten years, and his arm had disappeared.

This is the price paid for encountering the treacherous abyss before, and it is considered lucky enough.

If there is no goddess descending incarnation, every professional on the White Eagle will count as one, and all of them will be buried in the abyss!

Before, it was true that the ruling archbishop Alfred came here... and the only sealed item that he took away was this one.

Soon, someone brought the detailed files to the Pope.

Poetry of the High Demon?

The Pope flipped through a few pages and closed his eyes: The rating for it may have been wrong from the very beginning. It is a cursed item of a demon professional, and there will be no gods coveting it...

God...God?!

Many bishops' legs were shaking.

The only one who can perfectly disguise Alfred and disappear directly from the sealed place is that kind of great existence. I suspect...the parchment scroll should be a real 'devil' item, otherwise I would not have obtained such an existence interest.

Saint Dominic affirmed.

Suddenly, he closed his eyes and seemed to be listening.

Immediately, he said solemnly: I heard the oracle!

All of a sudden, everyone knelt down on the ground, looking at the Pope, the representative on the ground.

God said... don't pursue Alfred's death and this theft, and, starting today... the witcher from the Botley family will no longer be accepted as a paladin!

Saint Dominic announced with a serious expression.

Praise the goddess!

The bishops below were praying in unison, but the expressions on their faces were mixed with astonishment.

Alfred is just missing, but judging from the oracle of the goddess, he is definitely dead.

And the Portley family?

On the New World, the Botley family has declined to the limit, okay?

Apart from the talented Sulu Botley and his brother who didn't follow the path of a witcher, are there any other members outside the church?

In the Old Continent, there may still be some legacy.