Transcendent Dawn

Year 290 of the Federal Calendar, January 23.

White Eagle Federation, Poji City.

In a coffee shop on the corner of the street, Sulu was wearing a black leather coat, listening to soothing music, while tasting coffee and butter bread.

On the white tabletop, there was a newspaper spread out.

At the top of the first edition, there was a huge bold title——Civil War!

"This newspaper reports that the current ruling emperor of the Chris Empire, Antonio Caesar, died suddenly, and the second prince, Craig Caesar, ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, but the five churches of knowledge, earth, flame, storm, and ocean refused to recognize the legitimacy and sanctity of the emperor. The new emperor ordered the disbandment of the noble council, and with the support of the Church of the God of Flame, the Hauersen province took the lead in raising the rebellion flag, and the imperial civil war broke out!"

"In addition... the 'extraordinary disaster' that occurred in Sacred at the beginning of the month, the current death toll exceeds 30,000...The official of the Chris Empire still denies this."

Sulu glanced out the window.

The bright light of the newly installed gas lamps illuminated the road for a while, and the streets were full of happy people, looking like they were gloating at their misfortune.

Although the White Eagle Federation and the Chris Empire can be considered to have the same origin, seeing this old opponent so downcast, no matter how subtle the upper class is, the lower class civilians are still very happy.

After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that with the split and civil war of the Chris Empire, the control of overseas colonies will inevitably collapse. At that time, the ones who can take over the crown from the Chris Empire, besides the White Eagle Federation, Which country?

Sulu finished his last sip of coffee, pressed two banknotes on the bottom of the cup, put on his hat, and disappeared into the night.

Eleven innings, divisions.

Sulu put his hands in his coat and walked into the main hall through the gate.

Everyone turned a blind eye to him, allowing him to pass through many gates all the way to the most critical archive room.

"Execution list for this month."

"A arrest notice."

"Hazardous Goods Identification Report..."

"Abyssal Psalm Event..."

He searched casually, and unexpectedly found a photo of Sean playing handsome.

This guy has become a Tier 5 professional, but he didn't participate in this federal operation, so he was really lucky.

Sulu suspected that this guy was not only plagued by bad luck, but also had the trait of spreading his own bad luck to others... After all, this time the Federation Guardian and those high-level church leaders definitely suffered heavy losses.

He opened the file that recorded the poems of the abyss.

At the beginning, I saw a few photos of the dead in a horrible state.

"...target has heard poetry describing the abyss... Suspected of being a cursed meme!"

"All members of the Appraisal Section are wiped out, and the terror level is raised again..."

"Recommendation: Block and deal with all relevant personnel."

"I found the key item—the parchment, and handed it over to the church headquarters for processing... Keeper of the secret: the head of the Belief Theory Department—Alfred!"

In the file, the ins and outs of the original incident are clearly recorded.

And Sulu glanced at the parchment in the photo, and found that it was indeed very similar to the semi-artifact in his hand.

"Another power of the abyss? Including the one in Xivenado's hands,

The power that the devil puts into this world is too amazing, right? Did He throw all the Psalms into the world? "

Sulu felt that this was unlikely.

Immediately, he traveled through the spirit world and left this place completely.

...

White Eagle City.

Bright Church Headquarters.

"Finally...he's here!"

Looking at the magnificent building of the church, Sulu felt a little overwhelmed.

It is too difficult for a local professional genius to surpass the shackles of the church.

He can't be considered a local professional, and he cheated all the way up.

But no matter what, there is already the power to take revenge on the church!

"This time I came to the White Eagle Federation, I was going to put an end to everything..."

Sulu stepped into the void step by step.

When he reappeared, he came to a plain office.

On the door outside the office, there is a nameplate hanging - "Department of Belief Theory, Bishop's Office"!

Behind the desk, there is an old man in a robe, holding a magnifying glass, studying a document on the desktop.

The last incident suffered heavy losses, and he, a survivor, must bear more responsibilities.

I don't know how long the time has passed. He rubbed the center of his brows, raised his head, and saw Sulu with a surprised expression on his face: "Sulu! Sulu Botley?!"

He was the one who ordered the settlement of "Sulu" at the beginning, and he had already ordered people to prepare complete materials and files, of which there were naturally photos.

It’s just that Sulu was still wearing a layer of ‘replacement’ when we met in Sakred last time. He couldn’t recognize the ‘Gregory’ at that time, which is Sulu Botley now!

"Alfred...very good, it seems that you didn't die in the abyss. That would disappoint me..."

Sulu is very satisfied with this, and it is better to do revenge or something by himself.

"How dare you appear here? The ability to travel through the spirit world?"

Alfred did not panic, but folded his hands on his chest: "You are very courageous, but you dare to provoke the church. Your stupidity is amazing! The church has dealt with a lot of mythical professionals."

He took it for granted that Sulu was still a sixth-tier professional.

Even if he blows his dog's head, he can't imagine that Sulu's progress speed will be so amazing!

"I shouldn't be talking nonsense to you..."

Sulu looked at Alfred, with a look of disinterest suddenly appearing on his face: "What else can I say to a vicious dog?"

"Vicious dog?!"

Alfred stood up, the pendant on his body glowed brightly.

At the same time, there was a hint of panic in his eyes.

"Are you surprised? Why did you reveal your aura and secretly ask for help when you were at your headquarters, but you didn't respond at all?" Sulu clapped his hands: "What makes you think that you are still at the headquarters?"

Under Alfred's horrified eyes, everything in the office is rapidly fading and returning to black and white, like an old photo.

Not only that, many statues and furniture split apart, and countless spiral-shaped sharp teeth and scarlet tentacles protruded from them, slowly creeping towards him.

"No...impossible... how can a sixth-level professional achieve this step?"

Alfred exclaimed, pointing at Sulu.

Suddenly, he saw Sulu's true 'form'.

The rainbow light of seven colors exploded in front of his eyes, causing his eyeballs to explode into two blood holes.

"No...impossible..."

He fell to the ground and yelled in disbelief: "How could you... already be a god?"

Only a god can be so terrible, just looking at it will cause him great harm!

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