Chapter 355: See Who Dares to Arrest Me

The entire meeting was shocked by Anthony's words. After a long silence, Di Deity Deity Diluni said weakly: "How can we vote on the internal affairs of your Church of Light? The resolutions formed have no binding force."

Anthony smiled slightly: "So it's not dismissal, but denial—denying his status as Pope, and all contacts with the Church of Light will be transferred to me."

Guli Anni's face darkened. He realized that Anthony had come prepared.

A composition of power is nothing more than a few aspects: internally, personnel and finance; externally, diplomacy, trade, and war. If these are snatched away by others, then no matter how loud his name is, it's just an empty shell.

Anthony used the method of splitting to snatch the personnel and finance of the Eastern Diocese. Now he actually wants to plot his diplomatic power?

As long as he doesn't die, the Pope will not be re-elected. But if the power of diplomacy is stripped away, then he, the Pope, is also equivalent to being hollowed out, with a name but no reality.

And Anthony's plan is very likely to succeed. It's very difficult to snatch other powers, but this one can be, because Anthony doesn't need to do anything. As long as these people at the meeting recognize Anthony's control over the church and only contact him in the future, then the diplomatic power will naturally transfer.

If others don't recognize you and look for Anthony for everything, then what diplomacy does the Church have?

Based on his understanding of Anthony, Anthony wouldn't launch it casually without certainty. Did he connect with others?

No, can't let this form a resolution. Guli Anni said sternly: "This is the internal affair of the Church of Light, please don't interfere."

Copper Hammer said disapprovingly: "Internal affairs have been brought here, so what is it called internal affairs? If you have the ability, you should have solved it internally early."

Guli Anni felt a sweetness in his throat and wanted to strangle this Copper Hammer. This sentence was too poisonous, equivalent to pointing directly at Guli Anni's nose and cursing him for being incompetent.

Why? Why did the iron-headed dwarf speak so viciously? With thick eyebrows and big eyes, why learn from Anthony?

If Anthony could hear his inner monologue, he would definitely wave his hands: No, it has nothing to do with me.

Some words, let the thick-browed and big-eyed Copper Hammer say, have greater lethality. For example, now, Copper Hammer's sentence shattered the argument of 'internal affairs'.

Guli Anni's eyes turned rapidly, and he said in a deep voice: "Bringing internal affairs here to consume everyone's public resources, I am very sorry, but this is after all the affairs of the church. Please allow us to discuss it internally first..."

"Alright, you can. I will seal the votes of others, leaving only your three internal ones. You vote first, whether to bring this matter to the meeting for resolution. Start now," Di Deity Deity Diluni said impatiently.

Guli Anni couldn't help but frown: I didn't mean this...

What the hell? His meaning was 'should not vote', how did it become 'vote internally first'?

No,

Guli'anni's eyes darted around, and he said in a deep voice: "Bringing internal affairs here to consume everyone's public resources, I am very sorry, but this is, after all, a matter for the Church. Please allow us to deliberate internally first..."

"Fine, that's acceptable. I will seal the votes of everyone else, leaving only the three of you internally. You vote first on whether to bring this matter here for a resolution. Begin now," Deity Diluni said impatiently.

Guli'anni couldn't help but furrow his brows: That's not what I meant...

What the hell? He meant that it 'should not be voted on'; how did it turn into them 'voting internally first'?

Something was wrong, very wrong. He had clearly been chatting quite well with Deity Diluni just a moment ago; why would he pull such a petty trick? Could it be unintentional?

The act of 'voting' was, in essence, interference in the Church's internal affairs. It should never have been allowed to happen; the moment it occurred, it was interference.

Guli'anni took a deep breath. Matters had reached this point; regardless of whether Deity Diluni was intentional or unintentional, it had to proceed.

However, thinking back, this might also be a good thing. Voting internally first—among the three votes of himself, Dai Sen, and Anthony, he already had two. He could suppress this matter within the scope of 'internal affairs.'

Watching the flickering light on the teleportation array, Guli'anni pressed the veto button in frustration.

Regardless of the outcome, the moment his hand pressed down, he had set a precedent for the Church, providing an example for others to interfere in the Church's internal affairs.

Deity Diluni's voice rang out: "Good, the result is out. One vote against, two votes in favor. The 'resolution to bring this matter to the assembly for a decision' is officially passed. Very well, let us now begin on 'whether to veto Guli'anni's status as Pope and instead recognize Anthony...'"

Guli'anni could not take in the words that followed. Only two phrases flashed in his mind: two votes in favor, resolution passed...

Why were there two votes in favor? One was Anthony's, but whose was the other?

Dai Sen!!!!

Holy flames erupted from Guli'anni's entire body, wrapping him into a man of fire.

The God of the Light Surface furrowed his brows and looked over in confusion.

The God of Shadow emerged from the shadows, leaned into the ear of the God of the Light Surface, and whispered: "Very powerful strength. Damn that guy, he has been hiding his power all along."

The God of the Light Surface nodded and said: "The human powerhouse is very formidable. He is at the Truth level; his strength is already not inferior to ours."

"Then why do so many people still believe in us?" the Dark Side asked, puzzled.

"Faith is the hope of the weak," the Light Surface said.

"Then why does he still need to ignite the divine fire? He already possesses power not inferior to ours," the God of Shadow asked, uncomprehending.

Guli'anni had long possessed a demigod body and could help Dai Sen ignite the divine fire, yet he himself had never become a god. He had long possessed the strength to become a god, only inexplicably igniting the divine fire two days ago. Since he was already so strong, why did he still need to become a god?

The Light Surface said: "Lifespan. The human lifespan is too short."

The Dark Side's mouth hung wide open, speechless. The Light Surface's reason was simple, plain, and reasonable. Without becoming a god, with a human lifespan of only a hundred and some years, it might not even see the powerhouses of the past after waking up from a nap.

However, from this perspective, it also illustrated the terrifying nature of humans. With a mere hundred-plus years of life, they continuously produced Truth-level powerhouses. If they were given thousands or tens of thousands of years of life, how terrifying would they be?

"That is why we list undead creatures and witches as heretics. Undead creatures possess eternal life, and witches believe in themselves; both are the greatest threats to the light," the Light Surface said.

"And demons, what about demons?" There were demons among the heretics; had the Light Surface forgotten?

"They are just to make up the numbers."

"..."

Boundless rage ultimately did not cloud Guli'anni's mind. As the holy flames began to burn, he slowly calmed down. Watching the teleportation array begin to flicker, he pressed the veto button.

The result was out. Deity Diluni said: "Good, the result is out. Six votes in favor, one vote against. The resolution is passed. From now on, all contact with the Church of Light will be transferred to Anthony's side."

This result shocked everyone. First two votes in favor, then six votes in favor—who could not see now that Dai Sen had clearly also cast a vote in favor?

Heavens, weren't Dai Sen and Anthony mortal enemies? He had assassinated Anthony twice, and Anthony had assassinated him as well. How had they become partners?

Guli'anni's stern voice rang out from the teleportation array: "Dai Sen, why did you betray me?!"

He didn't even mention betraying the light; it was a direct betrayal of 'me.' It was a sign that the gloves were off.

Dai Sen's voice rose weakly: "Your Majesty, you truly have not performed as well as Lord Anthony. The Western Diocese was turned into this state by Nikolai, yet you have always indulged it. I spent so much effort upon returning and still couldn't straighten it out. So many people starved to death in the famine, yet Your Majesty did nothing. Those are all the children of God."

"Lord Anthony has been working conscientiously to save people and provide disaster relief; I have seen it with my own eyes. He is much more capable than you. Your Majesty, do not be obsessed with power. Let go. We in the Western Diocese firmly support Lord Anthony."

Guli'anni finally could not control himself, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

All responsibility was pushed onto Guli'anni, and it was done in a high-sounding, logical, and evidence-based manner.

It was Guli'anni's indulgence that caused the Western Diocese to become such a mess, completely ignoring that after he returned, he only cared about scraping the land and did nothing else.

But to outsiders, it sounded very reasonable. Dai Sen had only been back for half a year; the famine could definitely not have been caused within half a year. The greatest responsibility must be Nikolai's.

Nikolai was dead and could not argue for himself or take responsibility, so the greatest responsibility fell to Guli'anni—he had been negligent.

After the negligence, he had taken no action, watching the famine grow and a pile of people starve to death. In the end, it was Anthony who extended a helping hand; otherwise, even more people would have died.

This was based on the fact that the Eastern Diocese was also suffering from famine. Anthony had not only handled the famine in the East but also aided the West. Compared to him, the Church was practically transparent.

Paying so much tithe every year, yet becoming transparent when trouble arose?

Deity Diluni was thoughtful, Gailade furrowed her brows, Copper Hammer blew into his beard, and Bruce picked at his scales.

If at first they were only helping their own rather than the truth, supporting Anthony only because of Ang, then now, they were shocked to discover that the truth seemed to be on Anthony's side as well.

Helping their own and helping the truth—this was the will of the people.

If he were accusing someone else, Guli'anni would have ten thousand ways to argue back. But the one accusing him was supposed to be his own man, which stripped him of all basis for rebuttal. Even that phrase, 'obsessed with power,' blocked off all his arguments.

If he did not accept the result, it was 'obsession with power.' To kill, and then to destroy the heart.

"Suffer the wrath of the gods." Guli'anni finally threw down this sentence and cut off the teleportation array.

Anthony hurriedly said goodbye to everyone and also cut off the teleportation array. Then, he immediately connected to Dai Sen's teleportation array. Dai Sen's voice came through, no longer the composure from the meeting, but anxious: "Lord Anthony, come save me quickly."

"Don't panic, it was already arranged. Open the teleportation mode quickly," Anthony said.

The Plane Security Conference was originally held via the teleportation array, which had built-in communication functions. When only the communication function was opened, one could hold a meeting; to teleport, one had to open the teleportation function as well.

Anthony teleported over first, confirmed it was safe, and then had Ang, the Little Angel, and Lu Se teleport over. The others were all stored in the Palace of Rest.

"Can the four of you manage? Guli'anni doesn't know how many people he has arranged around Dai Sen. If there are too many people, Ang won't be able to handle it without transforming," Naigelis projected onto Ang and said worriedly.

"Do our best. If it really doesn't work, I'll transform, let you all out, and kill everyone; that will be fine," Anthony said, a typical brutal mindset of 'if you kill everyone who knows the secret, no one will know the secret.'

Then he beckoned to Dai Sen: "Come and pay respects to the God of the Undead. Offer your soul to the God of the Undead, and you will receive his protection."

"The God of the Undead!? You? Isn't this the ascetic An?" Dai Sen's eyes widened so much they almost fell out. He was only betraying the Pope; how did it suddenly turn into offering his soul to the God of the Undead?

"Correct, and also the one who inherited the God of the Scales and the God of the Undead." As he said this, he leaned into Ang's ear: "My lord, show the Ring of the Scales."

Ang pulled his hand out from the space, showed the Ring of the Scales, and then reached his hand back into the space.

"This... this... this..." Dai Sen stammered for a long time, unable to speak.

Anthony smiled and said: "You have no choice. From the moment you covered Dai Sen's head, you had no other choice. The God of the Undead, or the God of the Scales—pick one."

Dai Sen's face was mournful as he said: "So it is the God of the Scales. Dai Sen offers everything to you. May your glory illuminate the darkness."

Yes, there was no choice. From the moment he decided to impersonate Dai Sen, there was no other choice. But he had clearly only been betraying the Pope; how did it turn into this?

Anthony, that scoundrel, is a liar...

Ang accepted Dai Sen's soul flame and began to pull people out from the space: four-winged angels, two-winged angels, second-tier angels, second-tier, second-tier, second-tier...

Under everyone's stunned gaze, Ang pulled out one third-tier four-winged angel and fifty second-tier two-winged angels.

Added to the Little Angel, who was a fourth-tier, the room was suddenly packed with Holy Spirit angels.

Naigelis said in shock: "You resurrected all those holy remains? Why so many? What a waste. What combat power do dozens of skeletons wearing holy skin have?"

Ang shook his head: "Not skeletons."

Not skeletons? Then they were Holy Spirits like the Little Angel? But their intelligence was too low; Holy Spirits were useless too. Could it be...

"You improved their intelligence? How did you do it?" Naigelis asked in shock.

Ang tilted his head: "You."

Naigelis couldn't even spit out a mouthful of old blood. When did it improve the intelligence of these Holy Spirits? How did it not know?

The only thing related to it was that Ang had stacked these skeletal holy remains with their skulls facing inward and placed its main body in the middle. Could it be...

Naigelis shrank back to look, and sure enough, in the place where it usually stacked the skeletal holy remains, a small half of the skeletons were missing. It was indeed pulled from here.

Could it really improve the intelligence of skeletons?

Naigelis flew above the skeleton, looked left, looked right, and leaned in front of the eye sockets to look.

The skeleton was perhaps annoyed by being watched, and it punched the Book of Brass, sending it flying.

It could move and hit people; its intelligence had indeed improved. Naigelis gratifiedly dismantled its hand bone and flew away, satisfied.

At this moment, a rapid knocking sound rang out on the door. From outside the door came the voice of Dai Sen's subordinate: "Archbishop, Archbishop, the Holy Legion is holding the Pope's warrant and says they are coming to arrest you. What happened?"

Looking at the room full of Holy Spirit angels, Dai Sen said with a wry smile: "Let them in. I want to see who dares to arrest me."