Chapter 447

The Church of Light does not have the divine position of the God of Truth; the main plane holds the title of the God of Truth and 'Law', a mage who has transcended the mysteries and become a god who has mastered the truth.

Here in the Church of Light, there is an extra God of Truth, and he is the only subordinate god, which is strange.

"The light illuminates the earth, but it cannot shine upon the kingdom of the undead. The God of Truth used the truth he mastered to create alchemy, constructs, warlocks, and the Starburst Array, creating the Holy Heavenly Kingdom that shelters us. Your daughter possesses an affinity for holy light and is a saint chosen by God," Mo Mo Nika explained.

Negris, projected onto Ang, had already vomited blood all over the floor; it had always been curious about what excuses warlocks used to fool these believers of light.

Because according to the information Ang obtained, the gods were blasted away by the Starburst Array, which is to say, including the God of Light, they were all finished off by the Starburst Array.

But now, this high priestess says that the Starburst Array is the divine kingdom that shelters them? That it was created by the God of Truth to protect the light?

Hehehe, these claims are simply absurd, and they contain endless deep meaning. No, no, stop!

Negris forcibly suppressed the urge to analyze it in detail, preparing to study it with Anthony and Silver Coin when they returned.

Now it is very clear about its own weaknesses and no longer dares to claim to be omniscient; at least it does not understand the human heart. In this regard, the profiteer and the old charlatan are ten thousand times more capable than it.

Turning its attention back, Negris observed the surrounding architecture and found that the style of the building was very classical.

Classical is often associated with simplicity; as long as it is old enough, it must be simple. In an era of underdeveloped productivity, all impractical decorations are avoided whenever possible.

What? The cathedrals on the main plane are very luxurious? They are not old; they have been constantly renovated and refurbished within the last few hundred years. You haven't seen the oldest church; it's in a dilapidated cave.

This church is the same; the walls are entirely snow-white, without too much decoration, and two divine statues are hanging from the roof.

Mo Mo Nika explained awkwardly: "We are in the void; the space should be horizontal, but now it is vertical, so it is a bit strange. Please do not mind."

The three of them were expressionless, but Negris was already laughing uncontrollably. Just thinking about the believers and priests kneeling on the ground, looking up at the roof to pray, it couldn't help itself. If this goes on for a long time, will everyone get cervical spondylosis?

Two divine statues, one is the God of Light, and the other is unrecognized; it should be the God of Truth.

Ang's attention was entirely on that unrecognized God of Truth, because he could see that all the soul flames generated by the prayers were all poured into the statue of the God of Truth, and the statue of the God of Light could not receive any of it.

Under normal circumstances, gods not in the same belief system cannot see soul flames and faith, but Ang could see them because he possesses the divine spark of the God of Scales, which also means that the God of Scales and the God of Light of this world are in the same belief system.

Case closed, case closed; they are one and the same. This God of Light is truly the will of the main divine spark that was driven away by the gods of light on the main plane.

However, here, it seems that it is not doing very well either. All the faith has been stolen by this God of Truth who popped out of nowhere, and none of it can reach it. Could it be because it has already fallen?

Ang stared blankly for a while, doing nothing.

Seeing him like this, Mo Mo Nika knew that it had failed. This Mr. Ang was not inspired by the light, which is troublesome. The light cannot attract him, and delicious food cannot attract him either. How can they be made to stay?

If various activities cannot attract him, what should be done? Buy him with money?

No, a saint sold by her parents can never be pure inside. If she cannot have pure holy light, what is the difference between her and these ordinary priests and pastors?

Similarly, it cannot be forced. Mo Mo Nika hopes that the little child is a saint who followed her father voluntarily, is full of love and light inside, and possesses a pure heart.

And not one who stayed out of resentment because of money or force, eventually losing the pure holy light and falling into an ordinary priest or pastor, or even an unstable factor.

Sigh, I hope tonight's activities can attract them.

Leaving the church, Ang, who was walking to the back, suddenly grabbed at the air quietly. A bit of yellow light was caught in his hand and quietly pressed into his own heart.

"What is that? What did you pick up again?" Negris was startled and immediately projected its gaze toward the position of the heart.

Ang's heart position stores the divine spark of the God of War and Peace. At this moment, there is an extra yellow light spot on the divine spark. Negris's will swept over it and immediately felt a murmur like sleep-talking: Where is the truth... Where is the truth...

"This... is this a heroic spirit?" Negris asked hesitantly.

Ang nodded.

After dinner, there are routine various entertainment activities, including watching magic painting illusions, sharing curiosities, operas, poetry performances, and simulated array competitions, which are very rich and colorful.

People who are tired after a day return to the Warlock Ladder to enjoy entertainment and relaxation to their heart's content.

The seeds of the Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree appeared at the curiosity-sharing activity. Six ladders descended at the same time, and the Warlock Alliance collected many strange things that were not on the Starburst Array.

If something is particularly valuable, it will be exhibited on a tour so that everyone can share in its wonder.

The seeds of the Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree obviously belong to such rare items. A long time ago, Negris knew the news of the disappearance of the Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree seeds. It originally said that it would let Ang play with them after they found them, but it didn't expect that they had fallen into the hands of the Warlock Alliance.

Under Mo Mo Nika's leadership, they came to one of the floors of the main pillar. At this moment, there were already quite a few people here, and everyone was either stopping to chat, waiting for companions, or getting to know new friends.

Mo Mo Nika's status is obviously quite noble. As soon as she entered, many people saluted and greeted her. After seeing the scar on her face clearly, they showed even more shocked expressions. Some women gathered around and whispered to her.

Mo Mo Nika smiled mysteriously and kept changing the subject, firmly refusing to reveal the news about the scar.

Seeing that they couldn't ask anything, those women complained one after another that Mo Mo Nika was heartless and eventually dispersed in disappointment.

Mo Mo Nika breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the little angel with regret. Sigh, if she can't keep the little angel, it's useless for her to tell others, and it will only cause trouble. If someone wants to use force, these two 'vegetable farmer father and daughter' will be in trouble.

Suppressing her regret, Mo Mo Nika said with a smile: "Mr. Ang seems to really like planting things; even the evening activities are designated to see seeds. Our agricultural planting department seems to have activities for collecting seeds. I will see if I can get some free seeds as a gift. I hope you won't mind."

How could Ang mind? He nodded vigorously immediately.

Seeing this, Mo Mo Nika smiled with relief. Even if she couldn't attract the little angel to stay, it would be a good thing to leave the guests with a pleasant memory.

Not long after, the curiosity-sharing activity officially began.

Although it is curiosity sharing, the definition of curiosity is different for everyone, especially for Ang, who has a God of Knowledge projected on him; there is almost nothing that can be considered curious.

So Ang remained expressionless throughout the whole process. Even when the seeds of the Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree were brought out, Ang was not surprised; instead, he shook his head.

Mo Mo Nika, who had been paying close attention to him, couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Ang, is there something wrong with the seeds?"

Ang opened his mouth, but found that explaining it would require a lot of words. Negris didn't dare to make a sound and couldn't translate for him, so he closed his mouth again.

Mo Mo Nika laughed at herself. What's wrong with me? I actually expected a vegetable farmer who had never seen a divine tree to express his insights? It's too difficult for him; he probably just doesn't understand.

Not getting the reaction she expected, Ang also indicated that he wanted to leave after the activity ended, so Mo Mo Nika had to send them down reluctantly.

Before leaving, the classical priestesses gave the little angel many gifts, packing them into a large bag that was taller than the little angel.

Watching the little angel put the package on her head, Mo Mo Nika was not surprised, only thinking that children who farm have great strength.

Mo Mo Nika took out a sheepskin booklet herself and handed it to Ang: "This is a specimen of plant seeds collected by the alliance. I hope you like it."

"This is our teleportation array communication identifier. If you encounter any trouble or danger, you can find a teleportation array, use this identifier to request communication, and then just find High Priestess Mo Mo Nika."

"This is a box of instant rice cakes. The order in North Wind City seems to be okay, but other places are already in chaos. If it is inconvenient to buy grain later, these rice cakes can support you for a period of time."

"This is a little magic crystal. For the little child curing my scar, this little magic crystal is insignificant. I hope you won't mind."

Mo Mo Nika also prepared many gifts and was afraid that Ang would not accept them, so she said many nice things.

Setting aside other things, the little angel curing her scar was a great favor. This was a knot in her heart, and the little angel could be considered to have untied this knot.

The birthmark on her face was just an eyesore, but that scar, which twisted like a flesh worm, could be considered ugly and would cause psychological discomfort to herself and others.

Now, this thing that made people uncomfortable has disappeared, and she can show her face more confidently in the future.

Since she couldn't keep the little angel to take good care of her, she hoped that her benefactor could live happily, so everything she prepared was practical.

Ang took it over. According to the habit of equivalent exchange, his fingers were already itching to be raised, but he was desperately stopped by Negris.

"Don't move, don't move. We can compensate her later. You can't expose your strength now. Don't move, you can't move."

Until the end, Ang could not exchange back, so he could only drag a large pile of things and walk out in depression.

Not long after walking, several black shadows jumped out.

"My lord, you finally came out. Are you okay?" Silver Coin let out a long sigh of relief.

"You worried us to death, my lord. Are you okay?" Anthony also let out a long sigh of relief.

Everyone worked together to take Ang's things and quickly returned to the city.

Returning to the City Lord's Mansion and setting up the barrier, Anthony and the others finally breathed a real sigh of relief.

"You worried us to death. Where is Lord Negris?" Anthony asked.

Negris's voice emerged from Ang's body: "Wait for me, I'm switching back to my body."

Not long after, a brass dragon crawled up from the corner.

Du Luo Ken said angrily: "Lord Negris, can't your will switch back to report safety to us? From morning until now, everyone was so anxious they were about to pee."

Negris rolled its eyes at him: "You pee, don't pretend. If you knew what we encountered, you would definitely not have this thought."

Anthony and the others felt a tightness in their hearts.

Negris told the story of the God of Light and the God of Truth, repeated Mo Mo Nika's words word for word, and finally asked Ang to take out the heroic spirit.

"Book." Ang held out his hand to it.

Alright, Negris fell headfirst to the ground. Not long after, the Book of Huang Tong flew over with a flutter.

Usually, the Book of Huang Tong is hung on Ang's waist, but this time it was to deliver goods, so it was temporarily taken down.

Opening the Book of Huang Tong, taking out the yellow dot, and tucking it into the pages.

An old man with a spirited look, white hair, and sloppy clothes appeared in the Book of Huang Tong. He sat cross-legged on the ground, pinching his beard and muttering: "What is truth... Where is truth..."

At the corner of the page, Red Star climbed over the page and quietly poked its head out.

Looking left and right, seeing no danger, Red Star walked over with its hands and feet, the red star on its chest flashing, and then it pushed fiercely: "Red Star—"

The word 'flash' was not read out, and a giant dragon's big foot slapped down, flattening it directly.

Negris in dragon form picked up the thin Red Star angrily and threw it over the corner of the page.

But when it turned back, the sloppy old man had already stood up. He looked at the direction where Red Star disappeared, his eyes shining: "Truth is here, truth is in the range of the Starburst! Starburst..."

The sloppy old man opened his hands, and a strange array immediately appeared behind him. Countless rays of light gathered from the array onto his body and poured into his hands.

Snap! Negris's big foot stepped down, turning him into a piece of paper too.

Negris waved its claws angrily, and an iron cage appeared, covering the sloppy old man.

The page turned to another page, and a second iron cage covered Red Star. Now they cannot wander to other pages, so they shouldn't be able to fight.

After finishing all this, Negris was exhausted, closed the pages, and projected back onto its body.

"Heroic spirit? Who is he? You caught a heroic spirit back from the Church of Light?" Anthony asked strangely.

Even if Ang caught a god back from the Church of Light, he wouldn't be so strange. Why is it a heroic spirit?

A heroic spirit is a collection of collective beliefs. Why would there be such collective beliefs in the Church of Light?

Negris spread its hands: "Because the Church of Light has been occupied, and the God of Truth is stealing the light there. This guy is muttering about where the truth is. Could it be that he is the God of Truth?"

"Impossible, impossible, he is just a heroic spirit." As soon as it finished speaking, Negris overturned it itself and continued to speculate: "Did he just release a Starburst? Could he be the inventor of the Starburst Array? Did you see that array clearly?"

Ang held out his hands and gestured there. Not long after, a strange array appeared on Ang's palm.