He jumped off the roof and flapped his wings in the air. Under the cover of night, no one noticed the shadow of the demon servant flying in the sky.
The demon servants headed to their chosen destination, and in St. Petersburg of the diocese, the God of Light simply sneered at the troops that the United Nations had stockpiled on the border.
For ordinary countries, the large number of golems and garrisons stockpiled by the United Kingdom at the border of the parish are undoubtedly a difficult enemy.
But to the gods, these constructs were just inferior creations that would collapse at the slightest touch—not to mention, these pieces of junk had no chance of harming them at all.
As long as my body is healthy and my flesh is not exposed, I will be invincible on the battlefield...
Building up strength through war, gaining more faith through strength, and finally creating countless corpses in a positive cycle, and then using this as a concept to upgrade to a higher-level god - this is the latest plan of the God of Light, and it is also his summary of his next actions.
But before carrying out such a plan, the God of Light Constantine still has two things to do...
The first is to seize the Saint's faith and body. This matter is of vital importance and is directly related to the "ascension" of the God of Light, so it must not be neglected.
The second is the major event of the reunification of the Church of Light - a unified religion can bring many benefits to itself, and the God of Light has no reason to continue to allow the new and old religions to continue to confront each other.
Now that Cecilia has lost her effectiveness and he no longer needs the power of "light" in the future, all the codes of the Protestant religion can be directly eliminated - at that time, his new code will only need to encourage the creation of more fools.
The more ignorant the people are, the more food they provide, and the less risk and cost there is in controlling them.
But even if you think this way... in actual operation... there are still many variables that need to be dealt with.
One of them is Patriarch Peter, the current leader of the Old Church.
Patriarch Peter has been behaving unusually recently, but the God of Light has not paid much attention to him.
After all, in the future, there will be no place for Patriarch Peter in the new Church of Light.
He would die with the Saint, on the next battlefield.
"At that time... religion on earth, heaven in heaven, and the power of concepts will all be concentrated in my hands..."
"Hehehe... This is truly supremely wonderful."
The God of Light Constantine was sighing in his own heaven. He seemed to see the day coming when he would become the most powerful conceptual god in the world. Whenever he thought of the power and status he would eventually gain, he would feel very good.
When I feel better, I can't help wanting to eat something, but gods don't need to eat.
As a god, having lost most of his "desires", if a god is obsessed with "eating" or "sex", it can only be said that his personality and desires are like this -
For Constantine, his desire is to go higher. Naturally, his "good appetite" is to eat more things that can increase his strength.
…
Although I wanted to hold off until the 23rd to eat it, considering the emergency situation, it is only natural for me to enjoy the saint's faith in advance, right
With this thought in mind, the God of Light contentedly "extracted" the Saint's faith, and then put the power that was shining with silver-white light into his mouth.
The process of swallowing faith went on as usual—but at this moment, the God of Light discovered something was wrong.
Why is this belief... too "strong"
Before he realized anything.
Severe pain immediately rose from the abdomen.
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pain.
A sharp pain came from the abdomen of the God of Light, as if an ice pick had pierced through the rectum and stabbed the stomach, stirring continuously - but the problem was that the God of Light's body was not here.
Even in heaven, his body and his incarnation are completely separate—
In this situation, he could actually feel the pain that he had felt thousands of years ago when he was still a mortal? !
What on earth is going on? !
The God of Light Constantine whimpered in pain. He covered his abdomen and used his other hand to support the wall to barely stop his body from sliding down subconsciously.
It hurts, it hurts so much.
Coldness and pain intertwined. He could feel the illusion that his body was getting "colder"... Not only that, this pain seemed to be impossible to offset through the power of faith or divine power.
The God of Light tried to use his own power to calm the pain—but as soon as his power was poured into the painful area, the pain became even more intense.
What made Constantine even more uneasy was that along with the pain, the faith he had input seemed to have "shifted"...
"What is going on?! No-no! My faith, my divine power! What on earth is going on?!"
Constantine was like a gangster who had been beaten up and could only roar and wail helplessly.
He could feel his divine power leaking out, just as a person with diarrhea can feel the filth in his intestines gushing out. Constantine's faith and divine power accumulated over hundreds of years were actually beginning to dissipate at the speed of a "moon".
In less than a minute, he had lost nearly twenty months' worth of faith!
If Constantine hadn't endured the severe pain and repaired the leakage channel as much as possible, perhaps his power of faith would have been consumed in less than a day...
Who? Who did such a dirty and despicable thing to me?! The heart of Guangming Shenqi burst, and just as he endured the pain and looked in the direction where the power of faith was "transferred", he found that the one who transferred his power of faith was actually the Saint Cecilia whose faith he had taken away!
This bitch! This fool! This shameless, ungrateful jackal!
Constantine roared and summoned a scepter in his hand. He suddenly felt that the power of faith was fading faster with his movements...
"No... I can't use my power! I have to summon the oracle and have the old church attack the new church immediately and execute that ungrateful bitch on the spot!"
The God of Light gnashed his teeth. The loss of divine power not only made him gradually weaker, but also made his strength gradually become smaller by the day.
The fatal point is that God’s weakness or strength can be clearly felt by believers.
Just like the person to whom he issued the oracle - Patriarch Peter of the Old Church.
As the "leader", as the being closest to God besides the Saint, Leader Peter felt the gradual depletion and loss of divine power almost instantly...
Feeling the oracle given to him by the God of Light, and seeing that the golden light on the oracle was not even as bright as before... Patriarch Peter knew that his chance had come.
"Although I don't know what that bitch did... But one thing is for sure... This is an opportunity."
Patriarch Peter respectfully accepted the oracle, and immediately asked his few remaining confidants to summon all the warriors and believers in the old church area.
Their gods can no longer wait for the day when the living dead are completely wiped out, so naturally, as believers, they should also give their all.
But... this is only for ordinary believers.
For Patriarch Peter, this was an opportunity.
Because the power of the God of Light is gradually weakening... When it becomes weak to a certain extent, even to the point where believers can feel his weakness, the only thing the God of Light can do is to show his "holy body", and then after the Holy Body comes to the world, he will personally fight in the rear to supervise the believers in launching a fierce attack, while boosting the morale of his own side and causing a severe blow to the morale of the enemy.
But Pope Peter didn't care about his own morale.
He only knew one thing.
"The God of Light... As long as the new religion holds out long enough, he will have to descend upon this world to personally supervise the battle... He must have a physical entity to demonstrate his majesty in front of the believers who are about to be defeated. In other words... That is my best chance."
Patriarch Peter licked his lips. He reached out and stroked the inconspicuous scabbard on his waist. The dagger that could kill gods needed the body of a god at this moment.
In other words, as long as the army under Patriarch Peter [is forced to be unable to advance quickly], and as long as the Protestant side puts up a desperate resistance... the God of Light will definitely go to reality.
But the question is, how to make one's army "forced" to be unable to advance
Patriarch Peter stood up from his throne, walked to the balcony and looked at an inconspicuous grain warehouse in the bustling base.
Before going to war, you must eat first, so that you have the strength to fight.
So the question is, what if the food given to ordinary believers is mixed with a non-lethal poison, and they find an excuse to let the small number of crusader soldiers stay in the rear to supervise the battle
Letting weak soldiers attack cities and plunder is tantamount to suicide—but now what Patriarch Peter needs is to let them commit suicide!
“Hehehe.”
He smiled...
As long as he could become a god, what did it matter if he died thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of people? There were many powerful people in this world who rose to power by stepping on corpses, so why couldn't he become one of them
"Poison. Yes, poison... Although laxatives seem to be better, laxatives are too obvious... So, just use ordinary spider venom."
Patriarch Peter rubbed his hands. This time, he had to do the poisoning himself.
On the other side, Saint Cecilia, who was being targeted by both the God of Light and Patriarch Peter, had no idea what would happen next.
Not long ago, a portion of her power of faith was suddenly drained away.
Although this part of the power of faith began to flow back within a few minutes, and it seemed that it was flowing back more and more... But no matter what, Cecilia was still prepared for herself to be "condemned by God".
As a saint, her duty is to store faith for her god and hand it over - but now, not only has the faith not been successfully handed over, it has even begun to flow back...
No matter which god it is, no one will like a believer like me anymore.
Although Cecilia no longer cared about the teachings and ethics of the God of Light, she still felt sad and helpless about the fact that the future of other believers was also cut off.
The witch Priscilla was curious about what was happening to her. After studying Cecilia's abnormality for a while, she pointed out one thing seriously:
“If Cecilia, your previous power of faith was delivered to the God of Light, then this time, not only was the power of faith not successfully delivered to the God of Light, it even began to shift in another direction… And, Cecilia… I don’t know if this is my illusion.
Do you feel that you have output too much power of faith? Do you feel it? The power you have transferred out now... seems to be more than your faith in the past ten years. More than the believers around you combined.
Where did this power of faith come from? Who did they transmit it to? We don't know, but at least one thing is certain... The God of Light's dissatisfaction with you is probably reaching its peak."
Although Priscilla himself didn't know where Cecilia's divine power would be transferred to...
Who is the mastermind behind all these changes? But Priscilla is sure of one thing;
The anger of the God of Light towards Cecilia will reach its peak.
After all, to put it bluntly, Cecilia has already lost an excessive amount of faith power. This faith power definitely does not belong to Cecilia, and it is even possible that it was taken out from the God of Light's treasury.
To use a simple and easy-to-understand example, it is like a small glass bottle scooping water from one water tank into another water tank.
If Cecilia simply gave her faith to another being, the God of Light would at most be "dissatisfied".
But now, without Cecilia knowing it, she has become the culprit who stole the power of the God of Light. In the eyes of outsiders, she is even "actively" giving the power to another unknown being...
It was natural for the God of Light to be angry. If this matter was exposed and discovered by his subordinates, except for the ascetic nun, the other believers would probably mutiny in shock, right
The people in this place are believers of the God of Light. Although they have witnessed the existence of the living dead and the golden mist, and also witnessed the existence of the ascetic nun knocking down the skeleton angels in the sky, in essence, they are still believers of the God of Light.
They just treat everything that happens as a "test from God" to numb themselves. As for whether this idea is true or not? That is another matter.
Priscula believed that they had to keep it secret, and even had to immediately strengthen defenses against the Old Church during this period, to prevent the Old Church from launching a frenzied attack after receiving the oracle from the God of Light.
She even thought that the God of Light might come in person to kill Cecilia... But then again
Why didn't the God of Light come down immediately? If the God of Light really had that power, wouldn't he be able to kill Cecilia directly
Or in other words, with this divine power leaked out, the God of Light has lost most of his power and is unable to punish Cecilia personally
Or is it the most unlikely thing: the God of Light actually still has hope for Cecilia
…
The witch fell into deep thought.
At this moment, Cecilia covered her head and said that she could probably find where this winding divine power was going...
That was the Monster Forest that bordered the northern border of the parish. Going west from the Monster Forest, we entered the border of the Elf Kingdom, and then passed through the edge of the gradually sparse forest, and finally arrived at the territory of a certain country...
She could feel that the one receiving the power of faith and divine strength was an old god.
She could even vaguely see that the god had the face of a nun from Scuol Village back then... Was it her hallucination
Cecilia covered her head and felt exhausted. At this moment, the ascetic nun who was guarding outside suddenly rushed in and said that there was urgent news to report.
"Lady Saint, Ms. Priscilla... Something is happening in St. Petersburg." Sister Ascetic said solemnly, "From the current surface entrance and exit of St. Petersburg... a large number of living dead like spiders have appeared. We initially determined that they are structures similar to the Skeleton Angels, and now they seem to be heading towards the location of the Old Church... What should we do?"
The Ascetic Sisters were the most powerful clergy force in the Protestant Church. They knew very well that those skeleton monsters would never leave St. Petersburg and head somewhere for no reason.
They thought that perhaps the old religion had angered the God of Light, so the God of Light decided to punish the old religion.
But they also doubted whether the God of Light, who could create such a monster, would really punish the old religion for doing the same ugly thing
The older generation of ascetics might not be very clear about the ugliness of the Church of Light. After all, they joined the ascetics at a time when the Church of Light was at its healthiest under the leadership of the previous king and the saint.
But the new generation of ascetics were saved only after they were tortured to death by the bishops.
In a sense, their hatred for the Church of Light has surpassed the most extreme pagans' hatred for the God of Light.
Their hatred even affected their faith in the God of Light, and this influence even reached the hearts of every ascetic nun...
In addition, the Saint did not impose any ban on this matter, so naturally, every ascetic nun is now wondering how hateful the true face of the God of Light is.
But the ascetics were only ascetics after all, and they had no chance of making a decision on such a big matter.
They could only report the matter to Her Majesty the Saint, hoping that Her Majesty would make a decision to lead them to victory, while also looking forward to the day when the Old Church and the God of Light would be destroyed.
In response to this, Saint Cecilia and Priscilla looked at each other and decided to strengthen the defense of the Protestant-controlled areas at this stage and ensure the advantage in possible main battlefields in the future.