Chapter 983: You Really Are Not Human, Disgusting

Everyone except Ange has always faced a threat—the Primordial Force—which made them dare not act recklessly or without restraint; even kings did not casually speak of beheading people.

Because even ordinary humans possess the Primordial Force, and there are even swordsmen who specialize in cultivating it, these Chaos Swordsmen are extremely powerful; they can break defenses, meaning that conflict with them could easily result in casualties.

Of course, one, two, or seven or eight Chaos Swordsmen are nothing, but this is a vast alliance with billions of people and dozens of planes; when they mobilize, aside from fleeing, Anthony can think of no better solution.

Besides the Chaos Swordsmen, under the Grand Chancellor's command are also the Chaos Mourning Ones, the Lords of Mourning led by Britt; each possesses Chaos Power. The Mourning Bodies summoned by the Grand Chancellor using "King's Arrival" likewise possess Chaos Power.

The Grand Chancellor is too despicable; the Mourning Undead Soldiers he distributed to the alliance families possess no Chaos Power—they are merely foolish, muscle-bound Purple-Gold Bone Liches.

If enemies gauge the Grand Chancellor's strength by the power of these Mourning Undead Soldiers, once they crash in headfirst or declare rebellion, they will face the Grand Chancellor's true loyalists and die very miserably; Ogar obviously fell for it.

Now Ange has also discovered a brand-new type of Primordial Force; who knows how much hidden strength this world still conceals? Therefore, facing such a situation, Anthony's innate caution (cowardice) kicked in, making his plans as conservative as possible.

Fortunately, the Little Wraith has arrived; with a steady stream of Divine Power as backing, Ange dares to be a bit reckless; otherwise, protecting the Main God would be his highest mission.

The enemies possess the Primordial Force, but except for those few with a soul connection to Ange, the others lack the ability to counter the Primordial Force; this forces Ange and his close circle to handle everything personally, while the rest can only do menial tasks.

"If we had more of these beads as weapons, everyone could stand on their own," Anthony concluded.

"Not really? Those fools like Nagishah, even if they got them, could they even unleash them when facing Chaos Swordsmen?" Nai Ge Li Si, though acknowledging the weapon's immense power, doubted that relying on a single weapon alone could make one stand on their own.

Anthony said, "Not really? Have you forgotten the Nirvana Orb? A good weapon alone is enough to change the entire mode of warfare, just like cavalry, airships, and Magic Crystal Cannons. If it could be activated in a special way, it would be even better if only our people could use it."

Duroken raised his hand: "Leave this to me; it's too simple. Just make an activation shell."

Having discussed this much, the conversation basically ended, and everyone turned to look at Ange.

Ange shook his head: "No, Dawn Primordial Force."

Anthony rubbed his nose and said, "If we want to mass-produce this kind of Primordial Demon Egg, relying solely on Farati won't work. I wonder if the Dawn Goddess, that deity, still exists? If not, should we create a new Dawn Goddess?"

Nai Ge Li Si rolled his eyes. Good heavens, creating gods at the drop of a hat? Can you even create them? In the end, you'd still have to find Ange.

Anthony immediately selected some gifts and went to Farati's home: "Farati, how many couples have you witnessed unite recently?" Anthony put down the gifts and asked kindly.

Originally, seeing Anthony arrive with gifts made Farati quite happy, but the moment she heard this question, she instantly became displeased: "Only a dozen or so couples! How can you compare? You easily tricked three little ones into swearing off love and marriage, dedicating themselves wholeheartedly to the God of Radiance. What kind of bewitching herb did you feed them?"

Recently, Farati had been very happy, matching a dozen or so strange men and women who fell for each other and stepped into the hall of marriage, but compared to Anthony, her achievements were purely a joke.

In the same period, Anthony had already turned three people into fanatical believers of the Lord of Radiance, willing to dedicate everything to their faith; fanatical believers generally do not marry, which is simply opposing the Dawn Goddess. How infuriating.

"Hehe, so sorry for stealing your people. How about you introduce me to the Dawn Goddess so I can apologize to her in person?" Anthony said with a smile.

Farati widened her eyes in 'bewilderment': "The Dawn Goddess? What Dawn Goddess? I don't know anything about her."

Anthony smiled and said, "Your acting is too poor. Everyone in the village knows you are a priestess of the Dawn Goddess. Denying it now is too late. If it's inconvenient, having the Dawn Goddess project herself over would work too."

Farati waved her hand carelessly: "I was just fooling them. One by one, they saw my beauty and had designs on me, often lingering before my door. There are many troubles before a beauty's door. I had no choice but to lie that I was a priestess of the Dawn Goddess, swearing off love and marriage, dedicating my life to serving the Goddess."

"Hehe." Anthony laughed, suddenly stood up, and summoned his Divine Soul. Immediately, a tall and majestic Divine Soul manifested upon him.

Anthony spoke slowly: "I am the spokesperson of the God of Radiance. This one is the God of Knowledge. That rabbit that runs very fast is the God of Gale. Silver Coin is the God of Commerce. There are also the God of Planting, the Goddess of Beauty, and the God of Harvest. We all came here after being persecuted by the Holy Spirit Army in the Feilie Empire."

"This is the 'Alliance Good Friend' badge granted to us by the Grand Chancellor. This is the Oath of Teaching Authority signed between the Grand Chancellor and me. This is the magical imprint made when the Grand Chancellor signed the oath with us, with both parties' seals ensuring its authenticity." As Anthony spoke, he produced various documents, badges, and scrolls; the final imprint scroll was even shoved directly into Farati's hand.

Farati was half-believing, half-doubting, but finally could not restrain her curiosity. She unrolled the scroll, and the scene of the Grand Chancellor urging Anthony to spread the faith instantly and vividly replayed in Farati's mind.

"Tell the Dawn Goddess to join our Pantheon Alliance. She will receive the Grand Chancellor's missionary permission and can spread her faith openly and legitimately. Do you want hundreds or thousands of new couples to step into the hall of marriage together under your witness?" Anthony asked.

Farati originally didn't care about the Pantheon Alliance or spreading faith; what did it have to do with her? But upon hearing "hundreds or thousands of new couples" at the end, she immediately said, "Wait a moment, I will inform her at once."

Farati hid in her room for a long while, then came out and said, "The Dawn Goddess is willing to see you, but the place where she resides is about to be sealed. There is only a little over an hour left for the teleportation window. We have no teleportation array here, so we can only contact her again when the next teleportation window opens."

"Teleportation window? Barrier? Natural barrier? How often does it open? Give me the coordinates." Anthony said.

"Every three to six months, I suppose. Anyway, I often can't contact the Dawn Goddess for three to six months. Besides, what do you need the coordinates for? Can you reach the nearest teleportation array within an hour? When the next teleportation window opens, the coordinates will change; giving them to you would be useless." Farati said.

Anthony shook his head: "You wouldn't be unable to perform teleportation without a physical object, would you? Give them to me. I have no time to wait another three months or half a year. If I miss it, I'll just have to leave you out of the game."

"We have the Grand Chancellor's authorization; the Mourning Undead Soldiers and the alliance high command will not stop our missionary activities. But you are different. Once we control the faith of all planes, I will issue an edict: no opposite-sex couples are allowed to marry. Whoever dares to engage in heterosexuality will be burned to death..."

Anthony hadn't even finished speaking when Farati quickly wrote down the coordinates and weakly cursed: "You really are not human. Disgusting."