I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

In the magnificent Heraca Cathedral, the young wizard chatted freely with many noble ladies and young ladies.

He said with a smile, ". I am so grateful that you took me here to visit after learning of my interest in Heraca theology. I stumbled upon this place by mistake, but you have treated me with such hospitality.

Lord Baron, I don't know how to repay your kindness, so is there anything I can do for you?”

The lady smiled and said, "To be honest, we brought you here because we heard that you have done a lot of research on Heraca theology—my family does have something to ask of you."

She looked at the Great Water Leech statue on the altar and said, "As you can see, this is a Heraca Cathedral."

The Countess and Roland repeated the conversation they had just had.

But unlike the last time, the expressions of the people around were very strange.

They always felt like they had heard this conversation before?

During the conversation, Roland agreed to the lady's request and walked near the statue to observe it.

Unlike the fat man just now, Roland deliberately kept a long distance from the statue.

This Great Water Leech looks like an ordinary statue, and it doesn't look alive at all.

But what happened when the fat man touched it just now was still vivid in Roland's mind.

The sculptor who carved this statue can be said to be extremely ingenious, and even the emotions of the statue are revealed vividly.

—It is in fear, begging, and making vicious curses and warnings to the observers!

For a moment, Roland even had an illusion.

The statue was begging him not to touch it!

He was threatening himself not to sculpt it into Heraca.

Roland even heard whispers in his ears, the voice seemed to come from the abyss, which could drive anyone crazy in an instant. And in madness, touch it, and then be dragged into the bottom world by it and become a leech to devour.

But for Roland, who stares at the evil god's meditation every day, he has come into contact with too many bottom worlds and listened to too many whispers.

So, for Roland, the whispers ringing in his ears were just noise.

Roland suddenly had a very bold guess in his mind. He stepped into the statue step by step and touched it.

But he didn't turn into any water leeches!

Suddenly, Roland understood everything.

He shouted in his heart: 'Sure enough! Sure enough!

No wonder I thought the lady was wearing an ordinary dress before, so it became an ordinary dress!

When the gentlemen came into contact with the lady's skirt, they must have heard the whispers of the Bloodless Baron!

Their will was instantly defeated, and they saw the Bloodless Baron struggling in the bottom world!

So, at that moment, they turned into Great Water Leeches, completely fell into the abyss, and then were devoured by the Baron.'

Roland's eyes were red, and another crazy theory burst out.

He shouted in his heart: 'If I guessed correctly, the Bloodless Barons of the past and the future have been beheaded by Heraca!

And I, the node of the 'now' I am in, is the node where the fate lines of the two gods intersect!

If no one carves a Water Leech Heraca statue on this node, then all the cause and effect will disappear, the fate lines of the two gods will never intersect, and the Bloodless Baron will survive!

On the contrary, if a Water Leech Heraca statue is carved on this node, then everything will become a foregone conclusion!

What kind of god is Transcause Heraca!

This is simply a dimensionality reduction attack!'

Roland has read many theological books, but he has no way to understand the power of this god!

I can't even understand it!

Roland doesn't even know whether the Bloodless Baron is alive or has been killed.

The Bloodless Baron probably can't understand either. For Him, the shepherdess is indescribable!

The serious gods all pay attention to the theory of position and rules. The stronger the energy level, the stronger the power of the rules mobilized, and the more powerful they are.

But Heraca is not like this. He doesn't pay attention to energy, rules, or position. For Him, the opponent is the same no matter how strong or weak.

Because He stands at an indescribable level.

He Himself is a 'chaotic system' without any form, but can be any form.

It is a contradictory, crazy, illogical, and indescribable thing for the gods.

His existence is chaos.

Roland suspected that Heraca was not a god of this world at all, but an old god, or an outer god!

Roland doesn't know what a real divine war is like, and he doesn't know what stage Heraca and the Bloodless Baron have reached.

But the Bloodless Baron is obviously not an opponent, and it is impossible to be an opponent. He is like a small fly on a spider web, only to be eaten!

Poor Bloodless Baron, he was deceived by this despicable shepherdess!

The Baron thought that Heraca was a pitiful person who could be kneaded at will, a prey, but He was the prey!

Roland was numb all over. He had always suspected that the so-called Heraca was not a serious god.

Now he finally confirmed that this guy is probably not even a god. No one knows what He is!

No one knows what kind of god Heraca is, but the real Styx goddess has probably been swallowed by Him!

The former name of the Styx goddess was probably not called 'Heraca', but another name.

But the former shepherdess has completely ceased to exist. He was fundamentally replaced by another god—even the cause and effect were eaten by the big spider!

The shepherdess is long dead and has become Heraca. Now the dice of fate are rolled to the Bloodless Baron.

In some 'time fragments', the Bloodless Baron has probably been swallowed.

Therefore, I will see the lady as a Great Water Leech for a while, and then see her as a 'Suffering Crying Angel' for a while for this reason.

In the struggle, in order to save himself, the Bloodless Baron kept trying to pull people who sensed Him into the bottom world.

So, everyone in the church has changed!

They should have all turned into Great Water Leeches, and then killed everyone who dared to step into the church, but because the Baron had gradually begun to be transformed into Heraca in the divine war, the Great Water Leeches had all turned into Heraca's silk ribbons!

Now, at the critical node of the battle between the two, neither the Bloodless Baron nor Heraca can directly interfere with the surface world with their own power.

They can only exert influence in the bottom world to help or kill those who can sense them.

Roland suddenly understood why Heraca had chosen him.

Now, because no one can move this statue! Whoever moves it will face the Bloodless Baron and be affected by the evil god!

Unless this person 'can swim' and can roam between the bottom world and the surface world!

Roland can swim. He splashes around in the sea of the bottom world every day. He can touch the statue without being affected by the Bloodless Baron.

Suddenly, Roland rubbed his eyes.

He suddenly saw many, many selves tinkling on the statue. In a blink of an eye, a 'Suffering Crying Angel' completely unrelated to the Great Water Leech appeared on the altar.

Suddenly, Roland found that it was not afternoon outside the window, but midnight!

And he was actually holding a hammer and chisel in his hand, riding on the statue's neck!

Looking again, the appearance of the entire hall has also been changed. The doors and windows are full of spider web-like carvings.

There are also many mesh-like carvings on the ground.

Only this small area near the statue does not have mesh-like carvings, but blood-like carvings.

The living people in the hall are all standing on this blood-stained area under the statue.

The lady was overjoyed and said: "Not bad, very good! This is exactly what we want!"

The silk ribbons in the hall are slowly turning into silk people, and then gradually turning into swaying silk cocoons! Just like cocoons wrapped in the spider web on the ground!

Roland suddenly frowned.

The Great Water Leech has completely disappeared, and no one can describe the two gods together anymore!

It seems that the divine war has entered a new stage, and they have disrupted the timeline and the fate line. In this timeline, the Bloodless Baron did not issue a divine decree, and the Bloodless Wizards did not plan to hold a ceremony to summon Heraca.

And in this timeline, there is no Great Water Leech statue, but a flawed Heraca goddess statue.

The Bloodless Baron cannot change this little ant Roland, so He changed the route of the little ant Roland!

On this route, Roland kept moving forward and created a 'Suffering Crying Angel'.

'After the Baron was swallowed by Heraca, he actually used Heraca's power to disrupt the timeline?'

Roland was very confused, because it stands to reason that the Bloodless Baron could not do such a thing.

In any case, the Baron has lost, because there is still a Bloodless statue here.'

Roland deeply retracted his gaze and looked at the surrounding crowd—there was only one gentleman in the hall.

That is to say, the other seven gentlemen were swallowed.

So, there is still a Great Water Leech statue in the hall.

This statue is the Countess.

No, she is more useful than a statue! Because she is the spokesperson of the Bloodless Baron!

The current Countess is a pure spokesperson for the Bloodless Baron. But Heraca dare not move her, because once she is killed or occupied, there will be nothing about the Bloodless Baron in the world.

And the Bloodless Baron dare not move the lady, because He must let the Countess swallow the seven gentlemen in order to achieve the established fact now.

The above is a situation created by Heraca and the Bloodless Baron in the divine war.

In the struggle, Helaaka preserved his spokesperson in the mortal realm, placing him in the safest location.

Meanwhile, the Barrenblood Baron had to leave behind a statue, but He also had a spokesperson in the mortal realm.

The influence of the two gods on the secular world had reached its limit.

Their divine war in the God Realm had already concluded, but this divine war had no resolution—who wins and who loses would depend on the battles of the believers next!

Looking at the ladies below, Roland smiled and said, "Ladies, wouldn't you like to come a little closer and touch it?"

The Countess laughed and said, "Lord Roland, statues are for viewing, how can one approach and touch them randomly? The position you're sitting in now is truly ungraceful, the goddess Helaaka will be angry. Come down quickly, so we can properly entertain you."

Let alone touching it, they weren't even willing to look directly at the statue!

Roland said, "Before that, I have a question, and I would like Madam to help me answer it."

The Countess said, "Please speak."

Roland frowned and pondered for a moment, then asked with a strange expression, "Madam, I am also a scholar of theology. In the theological books I have encountered, wizards address the gods by their divine names.

A divine name is unique.

A divine name represents a god's rank, divinity, divine nature, and even includes the titles of the gods in Heaven, Hell, the Abyss, or the Underworld.

I have never heard of anyone using a title to address a god. Why do you always use 'Barrenblood Baron' to address that ancient god?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other.

Then, a saintess smiled and said, "Lord Roland, you are unaware. Our ancestors did indeed address the Barrenblood Baron by his divine name, but later, when our ancestors consulted the classics, they discovered that the Barrenblood Baron had the same name as another god.

Therefore, starting several hundred years ago, we have been using the title to address Him."

The Countess smiled modestly on the side, saying, "That's right."

Roland nodded deeply and asked, "What is the Barrenblood Baron's divine name?"

Everyone couldn't help but laugh, and they said, "Naturally, it's also called Helaaka."

The Countess interjected with a smile, "Yes, it's the same as my name."

Amidst the laughter of the many ladies, they suddenly noticed that Roland on the statue was inexplicably laughing.

"Heh heh heh hahaha... hahahaha!"

He covered his head, unable to contain his laughter.

Seeing Roland suddenly go mad, everyone in the church was dumbfounded, and the Countess asked, "Lord Roland, you..."

"Shut up!"

Roland pointed at the Countess with red eyes and said, "What did you just say, your name is Helaaka?"

The Countess and everyone else looked at each other and said, "Naturally, that's the name."

Roland pointed at the statue and said, "Then what is His name?! What is the Barrenblood Baron's name?!"

Everyone frowned and said, "Naturally, it's the goddess Helaaka. The Barrenblood Baron, naturally, is also called Helaaka."

"Hum hum hum hum hum, your name is Helaaka," Roland pointed at the Countess.

Then, he pointed at the statue: "His name is also Helaaka."

Finally, he pointed to the top of his head: "The Barrenblood Baron is also called Helaaka..."

Suddenly, Roland looked at the Countess: "Lord Baron! You are already dead! You are dead!

Don't you think your current situation is a bit off?!

You have already become the Helaaka Baron!

Your Majesty! Goddess Your Majesty! You wouldn't even recognize who you are, would you?

Stop going crazy, stop playing, wake up quickly!"

The Countess was a little impatient. She didn't plan to continue with this madman anymore. She said, "Lord Roland, are you coming down or not?"

Roland nodded and said, "Alright, I'll come down now, I'll come down to cure you!"

With that, Roland slowly climbed down from behind the statue, then clapped his hands and stood beside the Countess, as if he knew nothing.

Seeing Roland walk to her side like that, the Countess couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Then, she revealed a look of ecstasy, lifted her skirt, and scooped him in!

A delicate and beautiful madam, putting you in her skirt?

It was truly very seductive.

But beneath this skirt were all wriggling leeches!

The moment Roland was covered, the Countess trembled with excitement.

She laughed loudly, "Idiot! The Lady Helaaka actually entrusted this matter to you... But it's not your fault, your realm is too low, although you're a bit special, you don't see deep enough or truly enough."

The Countess thought that Roland didn't know anything about the Divine War, after all, he was a true little believer, not a spokesperson or incarnation like herself.

He was even inferior to the Three Saintesses!

With a thought, the Barrenblood Baron's divine sense informed her of everything, so she knew the whole story.

And the Saintesses could hear divine decrees in their prayers, vaguely understanding a part of the matter from those hazy divine decrees.

But this Lord Roland was far from comparable to herself. He couldn't directly contact the god like her, and even act in the mortal world in His name and identity.

Helaaka couldn't contact Roland like the Barrenblood Baron contacted her.

And Roland couldn't even directly hear divine decrees!

Moreover, this guy was too stupid!

In order to make him understand some things, the goddess Helaaka even appeared for a short while, using her body to say a riddle.

Roland could only rely on guessing, and how much he could guess depended entirely on his own comprehension.

Judging from the current situation, this little Lord Roland was obviously an idiot, he didn't see deep enough or truly enough, and couldn't guess much.

But it wasn't his fault, even the Saintesses and priests only understood half of what the goddess Helaaka said.

So when the Countess saw Roland climb down directly, she concluded that Roland still didn't know anything!

Just then, the Countess suddenly felt that what she had eaten was not quite right.

She was sure that what she had just eaten was Roland.

Absolutely Roland.

But this Roland was completely different from the Roland she had contacted before. He didn't have a trace of flesh and blood, and his whole body was as soft as mud, like amber.

And inside this soft mud Roland, there seemed to be a hard thing... That thing was like straw, but it was very hard.

After carefully sensing it, the Countess was shocked.

It was actually a strange straw Helaaka statue!

The moment her body touched the statue, the Countess's mind exploded with a rumble—how could this statue be so similar to her?

In an instant, the Countess understood everything.

Suddenly, the fate lines of the two gods were completely intertwined.

The indescribable great spider injected venom into the leech's body in that short moment.

Causality had become a foregone conclusion, and the leech's fate of being devoured could no longer be changed!

Clap clap clap, a sound of applause came from behind the statue. Everyone looked up in surprise and saw Roland, who carefully stuck half of his face out from behind the statue: "Is it delicious?"

—Roland knew that no matter how he tried to awaken this madman, He would not remember who he was!

This god is sick! Seriously sick!

The past Barrenblood Baron had died long ago, and His past and future had long become Helaaka's. So the divine war just now was not the Barrenblood Baron fighting with Helaaka... How could that trash god understand such tricks?

So, all along, it was not the Barrenblood Baron who was fighting with the goddess Helaaka, but the goddess herself!

She was fighting with herself!

In order not to let the goddess herself win, she even created a Möbius time loop, letting Roland follow the path, get rid of the Barrenblood statue, and then order the Countess to eat Roland!

This goddess is definitely a madman! She's a psychopath!

This madman, this madman!

Roland couldn't understand this neurotic goddess's operation. He could only try to interpret it this way—Helaaka had changed the future and the past, but had not changed the present.

Therefore, Helaaka, being the Barrenblood Baron, was in a chaotic state of 'both yes and no'.

To change this state, the fates of the two gods must be intertwined to help the goddess complete the cause and effect!

That is, to let the Countess touch the statue.

As long as the Countess touched the statue, the goddess would complete the cause and effect.

Or rather, as long as the Barrenblood Baroness touched the shepherdess's statue, the goddess would realize who she was, and the madness would be cured.

So, in order to cure the god, Roland made a bold move—after Roland discovered that everyone didn't even dare to look closely at the statue, he concluded that they wouldn't use their divine sense to perceive this side.

Therefore, when he was slowly climbing down from the statue, he contacted Senior Sister with the little snake statue, asking if the Helaaka statue was in the clone's hand.

After getting confirmation, he told Senior Sister that he was going to do something big, don't come over, coming over would mean death, so he crushed the little snake statue and summoned the clone.

Then, he and the clone did a rook exchange.

So, the positions of the divine bird Roland and the flesh-and-blood Roland were switched, and the clothes, accessories, and other things on their bodies were instantly switched. No one could tell that they had switched people at all.

In a short few breaths, the divine bird Roland stuffed the statue into his body, and then swaggered to the Countess's side.

Roland didn't know if the Countess would sense his actions behind the statue, and he didn't know if the Madam would swallow the clone all at once, but what harm was there in trying?

Failure is fine; as long as I hide behind the statue of the Goddess, I'm invincible!

Heaven is on Roland's side today, just like the Bloodless Baron; Countess today is destined to die!

Roland clapped and laughed, saying, "Beautiful Countess Wendy Shav, I've been curious about your dress for a long time. Thank you for giving me such a wonderful experience. Am I delicious?"

The Countess slowly raised her head, revealing a very deranged smile.

She looked at Roland.

She said, "Screech screech crackle screech crackle..."

In an instant, the hall echoed with the deranged whispers from a distant world.

It was as if countless sharp chelae were scratching at glass!

In this ear-piercing whisper, everyone covered their heads and laughed wildly.

They were like the 'Holy Fly Servants' in the forbidden area, swaying their bodies wildly and giggling madly.

This wild laughter was rhythmic!

It was like a hymn!

And the ear-piercing sound of scratching glass was the music of that hymn!

In this hymn, the Countess's body gradually stretched taller and larger, slowly transforming into a bizarre idol that looked like straw, coral, and a wood carving.

It was a 'Suffering Weeping Angel' with many tentacle-like unidentified objects hidden in its body.

Dripping, dripping... The statue of the Weeping Angel shed a lot of blood from its covered face.

It seems that this statue can no longer be called by its original name.

It should be called 'Suffering Blood-Weeping Angel'.

It symbolizes three divine attributes: supreme good, weak purity, and holy blood.

Looking at the strange changes in the hall, Roland was completely numb.

No, what made Roland even more unable to hold back was that, just now, he suddenly gained a memory.

In this memory, the Goddess, after hearing his words, fulfilled his little wish—She kneaded his (clone) into Her body and ate him.

(PS: Dear Lords, please give some recommendation tickets and monthly tickets.)