I asked you to seal the card, but I didn’t ask you to kill the gods

At the most dangerous moment, Alice even saw the smoke of gunpowder burning next to the Thunder Church.

"Should we attack, Alice?" Ekaterina looked at the flames of war outside, "After all, it is our industry that is burning."

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer." Alice sat on the Pope's throne, crossed her legs and looked at the intelligence in her hand, "My Queen, you have been preparing for so long, is there still a little time left?"

"Wait for these War God's fanatics to kill a few more nobles first."

Ekaterina glanced at the statue of the Lord of Thunder behind Alice: "Will the Lord of Thunder really not find out about this?"

"Don't worry, the news He received will only be that nothing happened."

Under Alice's special guidance, these War God's fanatics swept the entire rich area.

Every morning, the people of Luolin City and even the entire Luolin Empire read the newspaper, and all they could see was war! War! War!

Prices in the empire began to soar.

The money that can buy a bag of rice in the morning can only buy a bottle of water at night.

Everyone began to get tired of the tricks of the gods.

The key is that this war has nothing to do with them. They will not benefit from it, but they will bear the cost completely.

What the newspapers and magazines said is right.

We are just food for the gods and tools of the gods.

When we are useless, the gods throw us aside.

Only when we are needed will the gods affectionately call us his people.

There should be no gods in this world.

Gradually, more and more residents moved to the actual control area of ​​the Dawn Legion.

Ekaterina recalled all the reports she had received and complained: "I am really crazy. I actually bet the entire empire to help you do this kind of thing to deceive the gods."

Alice chuckled: "Your ancestors will be proud of you. At least you have preserved their foundation, right? Grand Admiral Rolin."

Ekaterina looked at Alice deeply.

As the queen of the Luolin Empire, she should be a ruthless political machine.

But this is not the case.

Although objectively speaking, she did benefit from it.

At Alice's invitation, she saw Alice's terrifying Dawn Legion and the alien warriors that kept pouring out of the cracks.

Ekaterina had no doubt that Alice could easily clear the obstacles of the entire world even if she didn't need her.

But to be honest, she really didn't hate to help Alice.

Just as she was thinking about it, Alice spoke again: "It's almost time, Philip and the others are almost back, let's leave the battlefield to them."

Philip is the leader of the only remaining fanatics in the Thunder Church.

Before, Alice sent them to garrison at the front line of the Daylight Church and interact with the fanatics of the Daylight.

Now, both sides have almost consumed their energy.

Alice plans to bury them all here in this battle.

In this way, her drama will clear the last garbage.

Well, let Sister Paris handle the Daylight Church herself.

Alice thought to herself.

At this moment, the Lord of Thunder called her.

"I feel that a large number of strong men have appeared on the coast of the Rollin Empire." The Lord of Thunder said in a deep voice, "My church is decreasing, my Pope."

Alice clasped her hands together and showed a "pious" expression: "Oh, my Lord, maybe this really happened, but we'd better focus on the war with the God of War."

"Those jumping clowns on the coast, when we defeat the Daylight and the God of War, under your supreme majesty, won't it be easy to solve them?"

The Lord of Thunder always felt that there was something wrong.

But this sentence came from the mouth of his loyal Pope.

Then there is no problem.

Because his Pope...

Absolutely! Yes! Loyal! Sincere!

"I'm ready to fight the God of War." The Thunder Lord's voice was particularly confident. "As long as Bai Day doesn't get involved, we can swallow up the entire Church of the God of War in this battle."

"Bai Day won't get involved." Alice showed a confident smile, "I used a little trick, and He is probably busy integrating internal issues now."

"Not bad! Not bad!" The Thunder Lord's mood suddenly improved.

******

Daytime Church.

After being severely tossed by Alice's constant escapes, after a period of construction, this place finally returned to its initial prosperity.

On the square, the towering statue of Lady Bai Day stood on the ground, her eyes looking into the distance.

That was the direction where the sun rose.

Enbeck.

The Archbishop of the Daytime Church and the most staunch believer of Lady Bai Day.

The members of the Tomorrow Society he led were all the most loyal believers of the Daytime Church.

In the past few years, Enbeck has been secretly investigating something.

As the clues gradually became clear, Enbeck felt that the time was ripe.

After defeating the Thunder Lord's troops led by Fili, Embek hurried back here and prayed to the Great Lady of Daylight.

He prayed for the Lady to come.

He wanted the Great Daylight to judge.

"So, what do you want me to do, Embek?"

Paris opened her eyes and calmly looked at the fourteenth-level archbishop.

He was obviously a fourteenth-level strongman, but he was so servile to her, not at all like a strong man.

God locked the upper limit of this world.

He also disciplined all extraordinary people.

"Great Lady of Daylight! Humble humans pay you the highest respect!"

Feeling the breath of Paris, Embeck trembled with excitement.

He lay on the ground, his forehead pressed against the ground, and said word by word what he asked for divine judgment: "I suspect that Alice, the Saint of Daylight, is a spy of the Thunder Church?!"

Paris was not surprised at all.

After so long, if they didn't even find this out, their Daylight Church would not be able to survive on the Dawn Continent. Paris's voice was calm, without any waves: "Keep talking."

After finding that Paris was not angry about this, Embeck seemed to have gained a huge backer. Although he was still crawling, his waist seemed to be a little stiffer.

"No... not only that! Alice is also inextricably linked to the Twilight Saint..."

"Is that all?"

Embeck's body trembled slightly.

Paris sneered: "Why not go a step further? Maybe Alice is the contemporary Twilight Saint."

Twilight Saint? !

Embeck raised his head suddenly.

His eyes were fixed on Paris's face covered by light.

Paris smiled slightly: "Any questions?"

"You...you have never directly stated this word..."

"Oh, it seems so." Paris said slowly, "After all, this is the habit of the last guy. In order to pretend to be more realistic, I really didn't say much about the Twilight Saint."

Embeck seemed to have heard something incredible.

If his not-so-stupid mind had understood correctly...

"You...what are you talking about!"

"How old are you this year, Embeck."

"Two hundred and thirty-four."

"As a fourteenth-level strongman, your life span is indeed very long."

Embeck said humbly: "That is a gift from the Lord."

Paris looked at Embeck deeply: "Yes, it is a gift from me."

"So I am very curious, do you believe in Lady Daylight or me?"

Embeck's body trembled violently: "This...aren't these two the same?"

"It has been the same for the last five or six hundred years." Paris said slowly, "But a thousand years ago, I had another name..."

"You are a false god who usurped my Lord!"

Embeck stood up and stared at Paris in fear and madness.

He had already summoned the magic wand in his hand.

And behind him, all the people of the Tomorrow Society took up their weapons.

Paris sighed.

As Shen Sui commented, she is a good old man, an overly gentle elder sister.

Therefore, she still has some feelings for these Daytime believers who grew up under her name.

It's a pity that some people are really stubborn.

It's true that these fanatics in front of her are all from families that have been devout for generations in the Daytime Church.

How could they allow the throne of Lady Daytime to be usurped by others?

Paris, who was once a devout believer of Lady Daytime, actually knew the answer to these people when she descended.

Embeck is dead.

All the priests of the Tomorrow Society are dead.

Paris is considered to be merciful.

It was Embeck's ancestors who led the priests of the Tomorrow Society to send Vivian to the stake.

Although it was a candlelight phantom made by Vivian.

But in Paris's opinion, this is also unacceptable.

Fortunately, Paris has always made a decisive decision.

In view of Embeck's former devout service to her, Paris did not give him too much pain. At least he died much more cleanly than his ancestors.

Over the years, Paris has begun to intentionally weaken the legitimacy of Lady Daylight.

Coupled with Alice's continuous spread of the message, the lower-level priests of the Church of Daylight now actually don't care much about Lady Daylight.

What they care about is the daylight itself.

As Alice said, the gods are wrong, but the authority they represent is not wrong.

Justice, judgment, nature...

They can be part of the faith themselves, and there is no need to add a god behind them.

Paris turned around.

She asked to get ready.

Prepare for her farewell performance.