Chapter 105: Big Problems

Chumen watched with a chuckle from the side as Amon and Medici passionately bickered; this was a staple program for the Kings of Angels.

Medici always had some strange auras, and except for Chumen, who held the Creator's Authority, and Sasriel, the Vice Sovereign of Heaven, who could slightly avoid them, the others were frequently Provoked by this War Angel.

"Enough!" After all the Kings of Angels had gathered here, Sasriel directly interrupted the increasingly escalating "war" between Amon and Medici.

"Amon and Chumen have returned from the Starry Sky, and the dioceses originally assigned to their management are returning to their jurisdiction."

Sasriel brought up the official business.

Regarding this matter, the various Kings of Angels were mentally prepared, and the division of certain interests would be conducted under Sasriel's moderation.

This was the most impartial way.

"Besides this, there are many other matters..." Sasriel brought out the many accumulated church affairs to discuss how to handle them with these Kings of Angels.

Managing a Church that occupied nearly ninety percent of the world's population was no easy task.

Chumen had always lingered on the periphery, completely indifferent to the interest disputes between certain Kings of Angels.

Kings of Angels also needed followers, so the Characteristics below the level of Angel were also quite important to them.

As for believers... Amon had not yet achieved the feat of having all believers be his own, while Chumen possessed Faith Anchors that belonged entirely to him, and even shared in the Creator's believers.

Chumen's indifference to these disputes was actually a way of carefully scrutinizing all the Kings of Angels present.

What he was looking for, naturally, was whether these Kings of Angels bore any traces of Outer Gods.

This was the most important matter of this meeting.

Having seen the civilizations left behind by most Outer Gods in the Starry Sky, Chumen was sufficiently sensitive to their power, or rather, their Corruption, making him an Oldest One detector.

"Ouroboros is foolish, and Medici's loyalty does not need to be doubted for now..."

He swept past the others; Chumen's primary focus was on the "White Angel" Osekus, the "Wisdom Angel" Herabogen, and the "Wind Angel" Leodero.

Without anyone noticing, Chumen's eyes reflected the Dreamy Starry Sky, and Dreamy phosphorescence fell upon all the Kings of Angels.

And within Sasriel's Shenshen, the abilities of all Angels would be weakened to a certain degree.

With him and Sasriel working in tandem, even a King of Angels could not detect anything.

"It's quite normal..." Chumen indeed did not discover anything amiss with the three main suspects.

"Cannot relax!"

After the meeting of the Kings of Angels concluded, Chumen directly pulled Sasriel into the Dream Territory, using the Dream Book to create a top-secret environment.

"Remove Osekus, Herabogen, and Leodero from the list," Chumen said to Sasriel with a serious tone.

"In doing so, our strength will be weaker," Sasriel frowned slightly; this would also increase the pressure faced by the Creator.

It was impossible to bring Amon and Adam, and if these three were removed as well, the power of the Creator Church would be slightly insufficient.

"I ask you, what is the advancement ritual for the 'Tyrant'?" Chumen's expression was very grave.

"It is to challenge a god..." Sasriel's body stiffened abruptly, his eyes slowly widening, his pupils constricting.

"Challenge a god?!" Sasriel repeated these four words, and the Shadow behind him seemed to be undergoing Distortion, "Why did I overlook such a thing?!"

His expression was somewhat shattered; he inexplicably felt his hair stand on end and a chill run down his spine.

Could it be that even he had been influenced?

"It is the Blasphemy Slate!" Chumen's expression was also somewhat gloomy.

"You have accompanied that one's corpse for years; it would be a surprise if no accidents occurred."

"But I cannot be without the Blasphemy Slate..." Sasriel had already adjusted his state and took out the Blasphemy Slate, his gaze flickering, wondering what he was thinking.

"It truly is difficult..." After a long while, Sasriel finally composed himself and looked at Chumen.

"It is fortunate to have you," Sasriel sighed.

In this world, the only ones who fully mastered all the Pathways on the Blasphemy Slate were the two present.

The others at most only mastered the three Pathways of the "River of Eternal Darkness" held by Amanises.

Chumen had already obtained the entire set of knowledge the first time he met Sasriel.

"Perhaps when I first met you, being able to obtain all the knowledge was also an arrangement by your original body?"

Chumen instantly recalled the scene where the Creator had taken the initiative to find him after being born.

At that time, the Creator had called Chumen "Mirror".

Now, he had truly become a "Mirror".

"It's a good thing it's you, otherwise I would definitely kill such a person!" Chumen suddenly rolled his eyes; now was not the time to dwell on these things.

"This... I really do not know," Sasriel was also stunned.

"Hmph!" Chumen gave a light snort, skipped over the topic, and continued to discuss the details of the plan with Sasriel.

Osekus returned the way he came, left the Creator Kingdom, and soon arrived again at the edge of the diocese he governed.

After experiencing one "warning," it was impossible for him to take action against the followers of the Evernight Goddess or the Blood Clan here.

"That Crimson Moon..."

Osekus suddenly recalled the Red Moon he had foreseen in his Spirituality.

The Crimson Moon, hanging high in the sky of Spirituality, was a concept and also a Symbol.

Osekus subconsciously looked up, gazing at the real Red Moon on the horizon.

Chumen Roamed away from the Creator Kingdom; he directly took his own territory and ran off, moving to the diocese he governed just like the other Kings of Angels.

And the diocese where Chumen was currently located was actually the region previously ruled by the Destruction Demon Wolf, which was where the Deep Darkness Kingdom was now located.

It was just that the Deep Darkness Kingdom was in a state of being Hidden all year round, and no one could discover its existence.

"Left, have I..." Chumen shook his head lightly; he didn't really want to move, but staying in the Creator Kingdom now was truly a bit too dangerous.

Sasriel had been influenced without realizing it, and that "God" had not made a move yet; it was very likely that he was making some preparations in the dark!

"Are you home?" Chumen knocked on the gate of the Dark Kingdom.

"I am looking for the entrance to the Underworld," the voice of Amanises reached Chumen's ears.

"Salinger?" Chumen raised an eyebrow.

This person had not appeared in the Real World for several hundred years after obtaining the "Phoenix" Characteristic at the end of the Second Epoch, secluding himself in the Underworld.

"Salinger probably hasn't become a god yet, right?" Chumen was also unsure; after all, because of him, the Phoenix might have died earlier than in the original trajectory.

As for what stage Salinger has reached now, only He Himself knows.

"Go over to the Giant side and find Badehaier," the voice of Amanises sounded again.

"You want me to persuade Badehaier?" Chumen's expression became somewhat strange.

There was truly no shortage of grudges between him and Him.