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This time, the Goddess of Harvest promoted the Sub-Gods, which was both a great opportunity and a great danger for Her.

If the Conferred God failed, the Great Elder would naturally be horrified and die, and the Goddess of Harvest herself would also suffer a heavy blow - after all, the Great Elder was not strong enough, and the Conferred God process depended entirely on Her guidance, which was like two people climbing a mountain, one could not climb anymore, and the other person had to lead them forward. Even if the person leading the way was an all-around iron man, it would be very difficult.

If something unexpected happened at this time, such as a landslide, mudslide, earthquake, beast attack, someone shooting from behind... well, the situation can be imagined.

Of course, there would be no landslides, but there were indeed many people who wanted to shoot from behind.

For example, Her Majesty, the Goddess of Wealth, Mannis.

Not long ago, he learned that the Church of the Goddess of Harvest was renovating the city of Rem, hanging holy emblems everywhere, and all of them were consecrated. He guessed what his old rival wanted to do. So since he met Sui Xiong, he immediately took action, and found some shady characters through some shady channels.

There were naturally dirty XX transactions in the middle. To be honest, Mannis didn't really want to contact those guys, but to deal with a true god, and a true god of medium power, it would not work if the thugs were not strong enough, and it would not work if they were strong but unwilling to work hard. His friends were either not strong enough or unlikely to work hard to deal with a god who was more or less in the good camp, so he could only take crooked ways and find some guys who didn't love him or hate him for help.

In order to win over those guys, he paid an astonishing amount of money for the deposit alone. After the operation was over, he would settle the balance. The divine power he spent before and after was probably enough to promote a subordinate god.

But... Mannis thinks it's worth it!

If his plan can be implemented smoothly, then the goddess of harvest, Molitel, will be severely damaged even if she doesn't fall, and may not be able to recover after a thousand years. In contrast, his career is currently on the rise, and he can fully afford this price.

It's actually cheap to use such divine power consumption to kick the goddess of harvest out of his opponents.

However, it's not easy to make everything go smoothly!

Thinking of those unreliable mercenaries, Mannis couldn't help but sigh secretly.

In order to maintain his image, he can't look for some notorious but powerful guys, so he can only retreat and look for those whose reputation is not very bad-that means they are either not strong enough or more cautious.

If they are not strong enough, they have to find more; if they are cautious, they have to pay more. This greatly increases expenses and the risk of failure of the plan.

Although the "middleman" guaranteed the success of the plan with his reputation, and past experience of cooperation also proved that this guy was indeed a gold medal broker, with superb skills in playing tricks, at least in terms of ability, but when he thought of the relationship between this guy and his allies, Mannis couldn't help but worry.

(I hope... nothing will go wrong...)

After a while, the morning sun finally rose.

When the fiery sun appeared on the edge of the horizon, the old man on the holy emblem let out a wild roar and raised the radiant staff in his hand high.

The surging power burst out from his body like an erupting volcano.

Not only that, this power is gradually changing its form, becoming more and more powerful, and more and more pure, and transforming unswervingly in the direction of divine power.

In the sky, the goddess of harvest sent down more and more divine power, like a pair of strong and powerful arms, pulling his power to transform and moving forward in a certain direction.

At first glance, everything is going well.

But among the gods who were watching, including the God of Justice, Jorgadman, at least two or three shook their heads and sighed.

They were all powerful, at the forefront of the Pantheon, and at the top of the gods.

The strong men who could reach this point had vision far beyond that of ordinary gods. Although the ceremony of deification seemed to be going smoothly at the moment, they had already seen the fatal flaw.

In their opinion, this deification ceremony had failed.

The great elder of the Harvest Goddess Church, who had achieved demigod status for many years, could not completely give up the path he had spent countless efforts on for a long time. At the last moment, he felt the seemingly endless power of the Harvest Goddess, and he could not help but think of his previous path again.

Maybe he was thinking: If there is such power, his own path can also be passed?

Or maybe he was thinking about something else... But it doesn't matter what he thinks. What matters is that at this moment, he was distracted.

At this crucial moment, he finally failed to be completely firm and completely convinced of the path that the Harvest Goddess had painstakingly studied and deliberated for him.

Although the divine power was still pouring down, although his power was still transforming, although he seemed to be slowly and steadily becoming a god.

But... in fact, everything was over.

Yorgadman frowned, hesitated for a moment, and sent a message to the Goddess of Harvest, advising her not to waste her energy, and to cut off the connection with the Great Elder now, so that she could be protected from harm and not suffer too much loss.

But the Harvest Goddess rejected His suggestion.

He could also feel that something was slightly wrong with the situation, but faced with the situation that if he failed and would be in trouble without God's help, he felt that he had no choice.

So what if it fails completely? It is nothing more than returning to the Kingdom of the God of Nature to cultivate.

Isn't that a big difference compared to giving up now?

Therefore, He will persist until the last moment! Maybe, if you persist a little longer, hope will appear!

So instead of cutting off the connection with the Great Elder, He strengthened it.

I saw the shadow of the Kingdom of God in the sky becoming clearer and clearer, and the divine power falling from the Kingdom of God became more and more surging, just like the Yangtze River, and gradually even enveloped the entire Rem City.

Seeing this scene and feeling the shockingly powerful divine power, Morani couldn't help but sigh: "As expected of a veteran god! He usually doesn't show off his skills, but at critical moments he shows his true abilities. This is really... A junior like me can’t compare with Him!”

"It will be almost done soon." Joel Gardman sighed and said, "After today, I'm afraid He won't be as good as you."

"Ah?!" Morani was shocked, his eyes widened, and he was in a daze.

His family is not rich, and he was severely beaten by the war god system last time. Because most of the divine power he received was given to his brothers to repair their bodies and faith channels, he himself has not been able to fully recover until now.

Now, in terms of divine power, She is almost at the bottom level among the medium divine powers. Compared with the old Harvest Goddess of medium divine power, the gap is so huge that it makes people despair.

What has to happen to make the Harvest Goddess worse than him overnight?

Joel Gardman did not explain immediately, but sighed deeply.

"Now, I just hope that Monitor won't go too far and make himself fall..."

"So serious?!" Even Sui Xiong, who had a bad relationship with the Harvest Goddess, was startled and asked in surprise.

Joel Gardman smiled bitterly and nodded.

Sui Xiong thought for a while and asked, "No one will help him? Are you just watching him fall into the pit?"

"I tried to persuade him, but he didn't listen."

Sui Xiong suddenly realized it, shook his head, and advised: "God can't save people who want to die. He seeks death himself, so it's no wonder others are to blame. Brother, don't take it too seriously. There are so many people seeking death in the world. The past, present and future are endless, and if you try to save them all, you will either die of exhaustion or you will die of anger.”

"I know." Joel Gardman couldn't help but laugh. "He himself has given up on himself, so of course I don't need to try my best to pull him back. I just watched a kind god walking towards death on his own, without even trying to persuade him." I can’t help but feel a little depressed!”

"You should think about the problem from another angle." Weyer said with a smile, "When the fool dies, the next successor may be a smart person."

Joel Gardmann was stunned, thinking for a few seconds with his head sideways and his mouth open, and finally started laughing.

"you're right!"

So He finally let go of his worries and worries, changed his mood, and no longer worried about the Harvest Goddess seeking death.

Of course the Harvest Goddess herself doesn’t know this, but she knows very well that the situation is getting worse.

His own divine power was quite abundant, and he would be fine if he continued to instill it like this for a day or two. However, the situation of the great elder who could receive the divine power began to get worse.

Under the influence of powerful divine power, his body has almost completed the transformation, almost completely transforming into a body made of divine power. But the transformation process of his soul has stalled - his soul has almost completely transformed into the form of a god, but at the last moment, there is a little bit of life and death that cannot be transformed, just like... using an example from the earth , it’s like downloading a high-definition movie with dozens of gigabytes. You see that the download reaches 99.8%, but it gets stuck at the last 0.2%. The lag lasts for several days...

There was nothing the Harvest Goddess could do about this situation. At this moment, the great elder's consciousness has fallen into stagnation, as if in a coma, relying solely on the guidance of his divine power to complete the final transformation. But His divine power has no way to deal with the last bit of soul that refuses to change. It can only wash it away again and again in vain, but cannot let it change even a little bit.

Once, twice, three times...

I don’t know how many times it washed away, but the great elder’s soul suddenly collapsed after one wash and turned into countless light spots.

The ceremony to enshrine the gods failed.