You call this a black hand?

Granny Caesar has made a full recovery.

A near-death incident not long ago allowed him to break through the limits of the breathing method and become a saint on earth. He also became the most loyal believer (self-proclaimed) of Destiny's Child.

The feeling of recovery is very good. Not only have the old wounds in the body been washed away, but the vitality in the whole body has also become very strong. The appearance of the whole person has even undergone earth-shaking changes——

He has fiery red hair, a tall figure, and although his face is a bit long, his surging momentum, like a volcano about to erupt, makes everyone who sees him feel shocked and admired.

This is because of the lava breathing method he practiced. If he doesn’t move, he will be nothing, but if he moves, it will turn the world upside down!

He is only in his forties, but he is already a saint on earth. According to a normal life span of one hundred years, his future is limitless!

However, the praise from the outside world did not make Caesar lose his mind. He encountered a catastrophe and should have died, but a miracle came and not only saved his life, but also made him become the top existence in the world.

Such a great favor, his inner attitude towards it can no longer be said to be one of gratitude, but of faith.

It can even be said that in the face of this belief, his wife and children were all forgotten.

Therefore, although his personal strength has undergone qualitative changes, what he did immediately after recovery was not to take revenge on those enemies in the past. Even the two sisters of the Chelsea family who had put him in a desperate situation had no time to pay attention to them.

He is busy serving Destiny's child.

The goal is to capture an "evil god" within the empire and use it to promote the second sacrifice!

Now, this matter has reached the final stage.

"It can't hide for long."

The light was dim and a blizzard was howling outside the window. While sitting on the ground of a simple wooden house, Caesar said to a middle-aged gentleman in white next to him: "It still has 17,053 believers left. At present,

They have all been controlled by my people."

The sacrificial gods hold the authority over cold and death, but this authority is not universal, it is limited to the place under your feet called the Land of Eternal Night.

So even though this god seemed very powerful to ordinary people, in his eyes, it was just average.

Bishop Luca of the Truth Cult originally chose it simply because this god was suitable for sacrifice.

So this task is actually very simple, with only three steps.

The first step is to find this God.

The second step is to imprison it.

The third step is to take it to the sacrificial site.

The hardest part is actually the first step.

Although the spirit cannot be said to be very powerful, it is very vigilant. Whenever someone who can threaten its existence steps into its territory, it will be able to sense it immediately, and then hide and not show up.

In this case, it is actually very difficult to dig it out.

Because the spirit is invisible and has no trace.

However, the power of a god comes from its believers. As long as most of its believers are under control, the god can be indirectly forced out.

Unless it is willing to lose its strength and have all the believers it has accumulated over the years be slaughtered.

This process is not easy, and can even be said to be a stupid method.

Although the Land of Eternal Night has a unique environment, there are thousands of villages. If you want to find those specific candidates from the gathering places of these messy branches in various hidden corners, you will need more than a large number of manpower to hunt them down.

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You also need to have strong influence and control to get local people to cooperate.

Otherwise, it is a pitch-black place with no sun all year round. If you just find a snow cave and hide in it, it will be very difficult to dig out.

Caesar originally did not have this kind of influence. Although his previous position was deputy commander of the Holy Legion, he was in charge of war and rarely interfered in other matters.

But at this time, he was already a saint on earth, his words and deeds were of great importance, and he was highly regarded by the Pope.

So if you really want to do something private, it is impossible for the Church of the Night not to provide support.

So, the whole thing became very simple.

After a lot of trivial work, what Caesar and others have to do now is to wait quietly for the doomed god to jump out and conduct a "negotiation" with them.

Of course, if you tell it that the purpose of forcing it out is to capture your hand and use it for sacrifice, then it will never really show up.

However, the truth of this matter is still a secret, and it is impossible for the "bumpkin" who hides in the land of eternal night all year round to understand it.

"The second sacrifice will be held in the capital of the Blackthorn Kingdom."

A bonfire was lit in the small wooden house wrapped in a snowstorm, illuminating the two mustaches on the fair cheeks of the middle-aged gentleman next to Caesar very clearly.

As the shadow leaning against the wall behind him kept shaking, he said in a serious tone: "According to the current progress, it may not take half a month before we can officially start."

"Exciting."

Caesar said, but his expression didn't change.

"You don't seem to be looking forward to this?" The middle-aged gentleman was Guderian, who had tested Melen before. He was a little surprised to see this.

"I remember correctly, you were very impatient a few days ago."

"The purpose of the sacrifice is just to establish contact with the great son of destiny."

Caesar replied in a low tone: "But I can feel His presence all the time."

All the time?

Are you trying to fool a fool?

Guderian laughed when he heard this, "That's really enviable."

He didn't believe it at all.

If they could really reach contact with the Child of Destiny so easily, why would they go all out to make sacrifices?

So it's better to say it's jealousy than envy.

The person in front of me can say this with confidence, isn't it because a rare miracle has befallen him?

This is something that the Shinrikyo believers are eagerly pursuing but there is no way to achieve it. During this period, it aroused countless envious comments, and even the entire original Shinto religion was in turmoil because of this.

Anyone else would not be qualified to say such things...

"With mortal knowledge, it is actually difficult to understand what things those blessed by fate can see."

Caesar seemed to know what Guderian was thinking, and said something quite unreasonable.

If someone else said this, it would definitely be embarrassing, but his expression remained calm, as if everything was taken for granted.

So the middle-aged gentleman felt very embarrassed and simply ignored him, even though it sounded like he was mocking himself.

It's just that the second grade is the second grade. Caesar's words are obviously not without purpose.

"Not long ago, I received guidance from my destiny."

"The guidance of fate?"

Guderian was stunned when he heard this, "What do you mean?"

"It means." Caesar said calmly: "The son of destiny has a task to hand over."

"Task……"

Guderian asked hesitantly, "What mission is it?"

In fact, he didn't really believe it in his heart. He even wondered whether the person in front of him wanted to rely on the residual influence of a miracle and "falsely preached oracles" to start fighting for the right to speak within the church?

However, the next word Caesar said made his doubts disappear instantly.

Because Caesar said: "He wants the emperor to die."