You call this the mastermind?

Dark clouds covered the sky and strong winds blew.

Just as a man and a woman were talking about something in a single dormitory, a canyon somewhere in the United Kingdom was experiencing a drastic weather change.

In the canyon stood a tall tower made of gray rocks. Under the roar, deep blue thunders continued to fall from the depths of the clouds and struck the top of the tower. Countless electric currents poured from it, watering this strange building as if it was covered by a waterfall and rainstorm.

"Is this the last time?"

On the dark cliff far away from the tower, there were two men and one woman.

They looked at the violent phenomenon of the earth-shaking in the distance, and their faces were solemn.

"It's the last time."

The woman among the three was a middle-aged female aristocrat who looked to be in her forties. She had a tense face and deep facial features. Her neatly combed brown long hair matched with the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, making her look full of mature and stable temperament.

"Luka said that if the answer this time is the same as before, there is no need to keep it secret."

"I think those people outside can't wait."

A man of the same age beside the middle-aged female noble whispered: "When the answer is announced, I don't know if they will regret hearing it."

"They will only deny it, not believe it."

The middle-aged woman shook her head and said: "No one will be willing to believe it. This is not the answer they want."

"Yes, everyone is looking forward to the magic tide..."

After this sigh, the cliff fell into silence.

The three high-level members of the Original Truth Church stared at the tower in the distance that was constantly struck by lightning, and fell into deep thought.

During this period, the outside world was turbulent, but as believers of the truth, they were always busy with one thing.

That is to crack the revelation of the child of destiny.

This process is both difficult and smooth.

The difficulty is that the revelation is a kind of writing they have never seen before, so it is very difficult to crack.

Fortunately, despite the high difficulty, after gathering several masters of divination and spiritualism in the church, the answer was gradually solved-

The first sacrifice ceremony was actually only carried out by their northern diocese under the leadership of Bishop Luca.

The followers of the Original Truth Church are all over the world. Although the structure is scattered, when it comes to such a big event, they can still invite top talents from other dioceses.

However, because the answer cracked by everyone's efforts is too pessimistic, the truth believers have always claimed that they have no clue to the solution.

"Is there any progress in the second sacrifice?"

After a moment of silence, the last robed old man on the cliff suddenly asked, "I heard that Caesar was favored by the son of destiny and has become a saint on earth?"

"Caesar has gone to the Northern Empire to organize people."

The middle-aged female noble heard the words and said: "I think if it goes well, there will be results in no more than a month."

The second sacrifice requires a god.

What limits the Truth Church is not that they cannot capture the god as a sacrifice, but that the location of the god belongs to the Northern Empire, the inherent territory of the Church of Darkness.

It is difficult for them to sneak in and do such things.

But now, with Caesar, who holds an important position in the Church of Darkness, things have become very easy.

However, apart from this matter, it is difficult for the high-level officials of the Original Truth Church to ignore a situation.

That is, why did Caesar receive the favor of the Son of Destiny?

In other words, there are so many Truth Church members, why only Caesar, an outsider, received the favor?

Is it because it is more convenient for the second sacrifice ceremony to unfold?

Or, did Caesar have the honor of meeting the Son of Destiny in the past?

There are many speculations among those in the know, and no one will not envy Caesar's experience.

Especially the hunters and knights in the church, who heard that Caesar had become a saint on earth, would be a lie to say that they were not jealous.

They are also trying their best to find out the details of this matter from various channels, hoping to be favored and replicate this great good thing.

Unfortunately, at that time, except for Caesar, the person involved, it seems that no one else can explain the situation clearly.

So around Caesar, the favored one, the original truth church has a lot of impetuous discussions, and his previous movements and social status have become the focus of many interested people.

There is no clue at present, but if Caesar is really lucky enough to meet the child of destiny, then it is still very likely that relevant traces will be dug up.

This is actually somewhat contrary to the doctrine.

However, the top leaders of the truth church turned a blind eye to this.

Because no matter what the purpose is, finding out the location of the child of destiny is the top priority for all of them.

Apart from anything else, when it really comes to that time, why would they bother to make sacrifices?

"Death, inevitability, self, fate, world, malaise, dryness..."

The believers outside were restless. In the tower, Bishop Luca, wearing a gray robe, was sitting around a round table with several equally old fortune-telling masters.

The continuous lightning outside the tower was transformed into a unique force by some wonderful mechanism in the tower.

It made them clear-headed at the moment in the tower, and they had a vague and erratic connection with the surrounding world, so that they became more sensitive and sophisticated in mysticism such as divination and spiritualism.

And in the center of the round table, a piece of paper sealed in an expensive transparent vessel has been deciphered to have many meanings.

"I must die."

"The world must die." "The destiny is about to wither."

"The river of destiny has dried up."

"Everyone will die, including me..."

The square characters written on the note were incomprehensible, but through perception and prediction in the spiritual realm, many answers with similar meanings emerged in the minds of several old men one after another.

This made them look at each other and fell into silence.

"In general, the results are no different from last time."

The Thunder Falls outside the window had stopped at some point. After a moment of silence, Bishop Luca on the throne said in a low voice:

"Let it be made public and let outsiders decipher it. Maybe they will get different answers."

"The consequences of this are unpredictable."

After hearing this, someone said worriedly: "If it is really revealed publicly, those conspirators will only selectively twist the answer into the field they want, such as having something to do with the demonic tide."

"There has indeed been a lot of discussion about the demon tide recently."

Another person nodded in agreement: "Especially the pirate king William Pantoria, who openly announced yesterday that he united with the Sea Tribe to attack Fort St. Grant in order to restart the demonic tide."

"What does attacking a school have to do with the demonic tide?"

"Who knows? But no matter what, his operation has failed..."

Having said this, everyone looked at Bishop Luca on the main seat.

"That guardian was born in Graham City. I think you have had contact with him?"

"I met him once."

Bishop Luca gave a simple answer, but he did not mention that Egg was the chosen one, but instead changed the topic to business.

"Public disclosure is essential. If it is not made public, it will be difficult for our church to withstand the pressure from the outside world."

He said: "Besides, if the answer is what we predicted, then it would not be a bad thing to mess up the world."

"But if chaos really breaks out, we will inevitably be affected..."

"I don't think there's anything to worry about. We're more likely to be co-opted than to be affected."

“Just look at what has happened to our church recently.”

These people are just masters in the field of mysticism who have been summoned. They are respected, but they cannot influence the affairs of the Original Truth. Therefore, the discussion is a discussion, and they cannot reverse Bishop Luca's decision at all.

So the matter was settled.

After being busy for a long time, the last cracking operation was finally over. After exchanging a few words, these elderly people left one after another with various mixed emotions.

In the end, only Bishop Luca and an old woman in white robes with white eyes and a blind look were left.

"Mrs. Olivia, why haven't you left yet?"

Seeing this, Bishop Luca asked strangely, "Can you tell me something?"

"I need to talk to you about Destiny's Child."

The old woman said in a deep voice: "As long as there is a medium, divination can be carried out. Isn't this revelation a medium?"

As she spoke, she pointed to the note placed in a transparent container on the table.

"It can't be done."

Bishop Luca shook his head after hearing this, "There are many people in the world who can predict fate, but no one can predict the fate of the child of destiny."

"It's true that we can't, but we can get some clues through indirect methods."

The old woman's words made Bishop Luca's expression change, "Have you tried it?"

"Yes."

"Anything gained?"

"A name."

The old woman replied in a low voice: "A name that is familiar to both of you."

"Who is it?"

"Athena Lesomore."

"Athena Lesomore?"

Bishop Luca frowned when he heard this, "This lady is the chosen one of destiny and must be involved with the son of destiny. It doesn't seem like an accident that her name appears in the prediction, right?"

"But there are many destiny voters, why did she appear alone?"

The old woman said firmly: "I guess she must know something, or in other words, she is special."

Quite special...

Bishop Luca, who was wearing gray robes, was silent when he heard this.

After a long time, he nodded slowly and said, "I will investigate this."