Black mist rises in the office temple.

After the black fog dissipated, Karen saw a sea. Although the sky here was still foggy, it was much cleaner than the black sea in the Garden of Life.

There is a huge creature on the sea, it is Basai.

Karen once stood on its back and sailed into the garden of life.

But now, it looks extremely languid, as if all its energy has been drained, and even the turtle shell is covered with cracks.

On the beach, Karen saw the corpses lying neatly there. The corpses stretched so far that they could not be seen to the left and right. Besides, there were countless floating corpses next to Basai's huge turtle shell.

These corpses have the same appearance...Norton.

Even though he had seen many big scenes, the scene in front of him, coupled with the high priest standing in front of him, still gave Karen a shocking feeling.

How many times has he killed himself here?

"High Priest...please allow me to enter a deep sleep."

Basel's voice was trembling, not only because of fatigue, but also because of fear.

The "raw materials" for these clones come from it, so when the high priest commits suicide crazily here, he is actually cutting the "meat" of Basel.

Forcibly, he killed this sacred beast that was the guardian of the Cult of Order.

It has sensed that it has reached a critical point, and if it continues, it will collapse; this collapse means the complete end of the Basel line, because its remaining strength is not enough to give birth to a new offspring within its own body.

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"Go to sleep."

"Thank you for your kindness, High Priest."

Barcelona seemed to have gained some kind of relief and slowly sank to the bottom of the sea.

If the Cult of Kosmos does not invest resources into recuperating it from the outside, it will fall asleep for at least a thousand years.

If nothing else goes wrong, now that everything is turning towards the pragmatic divine religion, they should no longer pay for this illusory so-called "wisdom". Otherwise, the elders of the temple will probably be the first to protest.

The high priest raised his feet and began to walk along the beach. The soles of his boots kept stepping on faces, chests and legs like his own, as if walking on a newly built asphalt road.

Karen first left the ground and levitated, but then fell down again and followed the "high priests" to follow the high priest.

The sea breeze was neither fishy nor salty, but it was very cool, calming Karen's originally anxious heart.

The high priest asked: "Have Foden and the others contacted you?"

Karen didn't answer.

"Haha." The high priest smiled, "They are the people I brought out. I know them better than anyone else, so I can guess what they plan to do now."

Karen still didn't speak.

The high priest stopped and said, "I'm very pleased."

Karen also stopped.

The high priest turned sideways and faced the sea: "Their actions can be regarded as the last comfort to 'Norton'."

Karen finally asked: "Do you feel sad?"

"Where did you see it?"

"Whatever lies on the ground and floats on the sea."

The high priest closed his eyes, raised his hands, and all the dead Nortons on the beach and sea began to disappear.

A truly strong person will not show weakness.

Karen said seriously: "Please cancel the decree to withdraw the troops."

"Is this how you talk to your high priest?"

"I will only respect the high priests I recognize."

"Did you talk like this to Tiranus?"

"I don't think there's any difference between the two."

The high priest opened his arms: "I will not cancel the withdrawal. I will go to the Garden of Life in person and bring the elders of the Gods Religion with me to welcome the return of my former best friend."

Karen opened his palms, and the micro teleportation runes began to flow in his palms.

High Priest: "Alas, this is the lower level of the Office Temple. Your weapons cannot be teleported in."

The next moment, [Sighing Blade] appeared in Karen's palm.

How could the ancient defense mechanism left by the Holy See impose restrictions on Ankara’s weapons?

"Where did you get the good stuff from?"

"Buzz!"

Karen raised the knife and put it on the high priest's shoulder.

For a moment, there was no other sound except the sea breeze.

Karen never thought that one day, he would put a knife on the body of the high priest.

He once set the goal of becoming the high priest of the Cult of Kosmos, but after he climbed to a high enough position, he had no idea about the ultimate position;

Because he realized that even if he sat in that position, he probably wouldn't be able to do as well as Norton.

But it is a pity that the great priest whom I recognized has let me down.

Karen: "Revoke your previous decree."

"It's a pity that your time as my secretary is too short. If I give you another ten years, no, five years, and I am gone by then, you will really have a chance to sit in this position.

Now, it's unlikely. Even if Foden and the others succeed, they won't have the energy to suppress the internal backlash, let alone push you into my position.

If I'm gone, no one can stop them.

By the way,

When you were planning, did you consider how to end it?"

"Great Priest, you did not give us any room to consider the ending, and the pace of God's return forces us to make decisions based on our inner beliefs."

"You can't blame me. This incident happened too suddenly for me, but nothing can be changed." The high priest stretched out his hand, gently pinched the blade, and asked, "Do you think you can kill me?"

Me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful force came from the sword. Karen immediately increased his strength so that the sword was still firmly placed on the shoulders of the high priest.

After a brief confrontation of strength, the high priest withdrew his strength and said with slight surprise:

"You have actually condensed the fragments of your godhead."

"I thought you brought me here to deliberately provide me with an opportunity to kidnap you."

"In the face of absolute power, most arrangements will become a joke."

"puff!"

Karen's eyes narrowed slightly, and the high priest took the initiative to raise his shoulders and let the Blade of Sighs penetrate.

"Cough cough cough......"

A violent cough came from the high priest's throat, and the sharp power of the Sighing Blade was wreaking havoc on his body.

"Karen, why are you hesitating? Kill me, kill me?"

Although Karen's hand was holding the handle of the knife, he did not continue to exert downward force.

"After you kill me, you will witness with your own eyes how those guys who are very obedient in front of me reveal their ambitions. Your old boss Foden is the simplest one among them."

Karen pursed her lips: "Take back your order. Even if we lose, I hope that the cult can stand and lose, otherwise... I will kill you."

"Can you?"

"After you die, where will the flood come from?"

The high priest fell silent, and then, a layer of gray-white cocoon appeared on the Sighing Blade embedded on his shoulder.

Karen tried his best to break it, but at this time, the surrounding environment began to condense rapidly, and the majestic and terrifying pressure poured into him.

"Bang!"

As if Karen's chest was hit hard, his whole body was forcibly pushed away from the high priest. Under the terrifying force of restraint, Karen could only kneel down on one knee.

He looked at everything around him in disbelief. The compressed environment was like the inside of a giant clock, but here, there were gaps all over it, but it was still pieced together.

"The kingdom of God...realm?"

The high priest raised his hand and pulled out the Sighing Blade from his shoulder: "Your talent, your knowledge, and your thinking all surprised me. I originally thought that a Diss appeared in our religion and was already a god.

I didn’t expect you to be born again as a gift to my teaching from the unknown era.”

Karen: "You have become a god?"

"No, not yet."

The high priest opened his palms, and a faintly shining godhead floated out. However, the godhead was covered with dense lines, as if it had been pieced together temporarily.
To be continued...