"Boss, we..." The man in black robe swallowed unconsciously. He looked at the battlefield in front of him, and the smell of blood and sulfur spread out, as if a deadly poisonous gas was disgusting. The demons waved their butcher knife and killed humans as enemies. They did not care about their position, screams and blood were what they yearned for. The demons didn't know who their accomplices were. "Are we wrong?" the man in black robe said with difficulty.

"Ghost" Edsey didn't say anything. He stared at the battlefield at the foot of the mountain with a gloomy gaze. The demon's yelling was the greatest mockery of him. His forehead was beating, showing his anger.

"We stirred up the war, head." The man in black robe mustered up his courage, "but it seems that all of this is useless. The demons are still here. Perhaps, our war is not as beautiful as the demons' killing."

Edsey still didn't say anything.

The world was chaotic by them, and war was burning everywhere, and the demons of destruction and creation were keen on this. But their prayers did not respond, and they could not even feel what Clegg really wanted. But now, Edsey knew. He had never cared about it at all. Perhaps these wars, the battles that summoned demonic slaughter in his name, or the battles of crazy plundering were not worth a glance at him. Or from the beginning, they had made the wrong direction.

"Boss, do we still have to continue?"

To be honest, Edsey didn't know either.

All along, they followed the teachings of their predecessors, followed the footsteps of Master Lozwa, and tried their best to please them at all times, and they would destroy their demons. However, as the alchemist said, their fate was right in front of them, and the masters of Lozwa still did not escape the fate of destruction. As far as he knew, at that time, the whole world regarded Clegg as the Creator, but in the end he still did not receive his mercy. He couldn't help but wonder if they would also follow their footsteps. Maybe not? He thought that this time, the world did not just listen to their orders, but only followed them.

"You said," Edsey spoke, "What if all these soldiers died?"

"Boss, you?"

"Answer my question, if all these elite soldiers are sacrificed, who else can compete with the demon?"

The man in black robe found it a little strange, but he still answered his question. "No one can compete with it." He answered without hesitation, "Only relying on the city wall can we slightly block the devil's footsteps."

"I just don't know how long it can be stopped. One year or two?"

"If..." the man in black thought for a while, he said, "If they come in other ways, no city walls or natural dangers can stop their attack."

"Are you talking about meteors and sky fire?" Edsey shook his head, "but that's too early. At least five years later, if we were still alive at that time."

"But the demon god cannot figure it out according to experience." said the man in black. "If he wants, he can do this tomorrow."

"Yes, his will is the highest authority." Edsey laughed self-deprecatingly, "We are just mortals, how can we guess the idea of ​​the demon god? They are really ants who overestimate their abilities. He must have thought so. Or, without even thinking about it, he didn't take us to heart. Joker, don't you think we are like that now?"

"Mr. Edsey?"

Edsey exhaled and waved his hand, "It's nothing, I just think we're taking it for granted."

"What should we do now?" asked the man in black.

Edsey remained silent.

Will it work if it continues? No. He knows it. So what reason does he have to continue? The alchemist could see their failure at a glance. It is worthy of being the Eye of Insight. He sighed.

"How is the Andal Church going on?" asked the "Ghost Shadow".

"They were completely on the side of the alchemist," said the man in black. "Keep a distance from us. If it weren't for the corpse, they would probably not even bother to pay attention to us."

"I'm not asking this." Edsey sighed, "I know the Pope's plan, and the alchemists have indeed given them a better choice. What I want to understand now is how long will it take for Su Sheng to do that corpse?"

"I don't know." The man in black thought for a while, "maybe soon, maybe it will take a long time. The Andal Church has no longer used our methods to revive the other party. Or, in their opinion, using the devil's methods to revive her will only defile her and fall into the control of the devil."

Edsey laughed contemptuously, "This is obvious. I don't believe that such powerful magic demons do not leave any backdoors. Their choices are very reliable. At least the alchemist's method is more trustworthy than the ones left by the demon. But time is what we lack the most."

"What should we do?" asked the man in black.

"Let the farce continue."

"Continue? Sir, but this is no longer effective."

"I know better than you," said Edsey. "Then let us win more time for them, even if it is a little bit better. As for faith, let them all pray to Goddess Andal and convert to her believers."

"this……"

Edsey looked back at the man in black, "...we can't expect to put all the eggs in one basket."

...

"Sir, what's going on now?" asked the alchemist.

He and the chief scholar followed the white-haired pope, walking in the dark corridor, with only a magic light above their heads illuminating them. The dark and dark corridor led to the ground, with footsteps echoing, and there seemed to be ghosts whispering around them.

"It's not good or bad." The pope's voice sounded, "It's still the same."

Li Ou couldn't help but feel sorry, "What a pity, I thought I could increase my speed a little."

"It's already very good that we have completely abandoned the demon's method and have repurified it and can keep up with the previous progress." The Pope explained, "As expected, she will wake up in a year."

It was a year, and Li Ou sighed, but it was still too slow. No one could guarantee that there would be no inexplicable changes in the year, especially... if Clegg found it... Li Ou couldn't imagine it.

Fortunately, the protection here is amazing.

"A year is too long," said the chief bachelor. "Even if there are countless believers praying at every moment, it will be a little too long."

"We are trying to revive the gods, not something else!" The Pope couldn't help but say loudly. He gasped for a few quick breaths, and his voice eased. "We need to have a huge power of faith to reshape the divine character, let alone restore its mind. It is almost impossible to complete."

"Unless the entire continent's residents are moved by her," said Leo.

"If that were the case, our hope would undoubtedly be much greater," said the chief bachelor. "The will formed by intelligent creatures in the whole world compete with the will of the Creator, and I feel that it is evenly matched."

"But let alone the whole world, it's already a thankful thing to have one-fifth of the believers." Li Ou sighed. He knew the truth. Although they tried their best, only the devout believers could provide the true power of faith, and this was even less. "We can only hope that there is enough time."

They remained silent, but their pace did not stop.

After countless magical protections, the Pope opened the door at the end of the corridor, and a wide underground world was displayed in front of the alchemist. If it weren't for someone's guidance, no one would have thought that there would be such a huge building under the highest temple of Andal Church. It came from ancient times and from the previous civilization.

"This is the goddess' legacy." The pope introduced to the surprised guests, "There is no doubt that other gods must have prepared such a tomb chamber, but only the church of Goddess Andal has been preserved. Because her divine bones are still there."

"This is simply... unimaginable." Li Ou hesitated for a long time before finding a suitable word. "I always thought that all the corpses of gods had become dust."

"Just like the mage of Lozva, in the current Fortress of Desperation, there are always some people in every era who can see through the coming end of the end." The Pope said sadly, "so they will prepare for their own demise in advance. There is a secret you may not know..."

"...Police, I think we should not have any secrets before," said the chief bachelor.

"So I plan to say it." The old man sighed, "Alchemist, there are some gods that were not killed by you, and even more so by demons."

Leo had never heard of such a remark. "Who is that?"

"It was them. They foresaw such an ending, so they chose to perish themselves." As the Pope said, he turned his eyes to the bottomless pit in the middle of the building. He recited a few words, and a spell carried them down. "The Andal girl is one of them. She exiled her power, descended to this world with her true body, and then slept here forever, with the purpose of one day we can awaken her."

Li Ou opened his mouth wide. It was like a fantasy, but the facts were in front of him, and he could not believe it. Because a corpse as huge as a mountain appeared in front of him. Her appearance was exactly the same as the statue of Andal, but it was countless times larger. Even if he had no vitality, he still exuded heavy pressure, making him feel difficult to breathe.

"Andar..." Leo murmured.

She died, but Su was about to be born, and Leo could almost feel the vitality that began to pulsate in her body.

"Our future depends on her."

Leo smiled bitterly, "We always thought we killed and buried the gods, but now, we still need her help."

"So, what are you going to do next?"

"Forge a divine character as a seed." Li Ou took a deep breath, "We must prepare in advance for a powerless divine character as a container. Otherwise, I would not be sure that our meager power of faith can drive such a huge body. I hope it will succeed."


Chapter completed!