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Chapter 0573 fanaticism

In the Dream Spirit Realm.

Through a translucent void, you can vaguely see the scene of the Night Palace.

The many mysteries and symbols retreated, and obviously felt the increasingly strong divine majesty on Antonio.

On the spiritual ocean, an unparalleled ancient sailing ship was anchoring there calmly.

It is based on "mystery" as its skeleton and "spirituality" as its power. It can carry a large number of people and materials to travel through the spiritual world. It is definitely a magical weapon at the level of "national heavy weapon"!

On the deck of the giant ship, a group of professionals were staring at the scenes that happened in Sacred.

"Sir Guardian, why are the faith of believers so shallow in the Five Great Orthodox Churches?"

Inning director Stephen Wellesley questioned a White Eagle Guardian beside him in confusion.

His rank was not enough for this mission, but due to his special status, he still boarded the ship as a bystander.

Apart from him, there are myths around him at the fifth-level profession and sixth-level myths.

They are composed of the guardian of the White Eagle and the top leaders of the Goddess of Light Church. They use the ability of the "spiritual world shuttle" to raid any battlefield as a surprise weapon.

As the "recordist" of this operation, Stephen saw the scenes that happened in the five major churches of Orthodox Gods, and was very puzzled.

"That is the cunning 'devil' power! The despicable imperial emperor actually shook his tail and begged for mercy at the 'devil'!"

The guardian of the White Eagle did not speak, and a member of the church dressed in a red robe next to him said in a strong abhorrence.

"It turned out to be His Excellency, Minister of the Faith Theory...'Devil'?"

Stephen noticed that Alfred did not add any prefix and suffix, which means that he is the real "demon" and the source of all evil.

"According to the oracle of my Lord... the 'demon' supports Emperor Chris behind the scenes and gives him extremely evil power." Alfred made a prayer gesture.

"Did Antonio transform into a demon? No... he obviously didn't." Stephen looked at the emperor who was promoted in reality, and was sure that the other party was not a demon profession, and he was completely different from his performance or rituals.

"That is a magical artifact that contains one of the seven incredible powers of the abyss, called 'Fever'!" Alfred explained.

Even Stephen didn't know about this secret before: "What does it do?"

"The power of 'fanity' lies in terrible incendiary. It can give people terrible persuasion. As long as you create a reason that is generally smooth, you can convince others through subtle influence and work wildly for a goal... Even professionals at the sixth-level mythological level are difficult to get rid of."

Alfred glanced at Stephen coldly and said sternly.

"Wouldn't that be... invincible?" Stephen was surprised: "Why not brainwash all the top leaders of the church?"

"There are also limitations in 'Fever'. First of all, the target itself must have that idea in its mind, even if it is just a little bit, to be exploited... 'Resistance to the External God' is indeed a good slogan. The genius of the Storm Church, Fazel's belief in the heart must have been shaken, otherwise he would never be incited... He is still too young."

Alfred shook his head.

"Is it the rationality of persuasion? The mind must have cracks before it can be amplified and deepened... Therefore, it is called 'fanity', not brainwashing!" Stephen understood.

"Yes, and it also has its limits. When facing the gods, some special sixth level holding semi-divine artifacts may be discovered... Therefore, Cyrel of the God of War Church is not brainwashed and controlled, but a real blasphemous heresy! The empire cannot incite all the top leaders of the church with its "fanity", and it is easy to be discovered even when it reaches a certain scale. It can only observe secretly, find a few like-minded people, and incite fanaticism as lurking pawns."

Another White Eagle Guardian added: "In addition... 'Fever' seems to be restraining each other with another kind of abyss power, which should be... 'Silent' power!"

"The Abyss... Seven Incredible Powers...'Fever' and'Silence'?" Stephen felt cold in his heart. This should be knowledge at the level of gods!

"'Demon'! The source of all evil! It's really hateful!"

Anger appeared on Alfred's face: "He gave such an evil thing to the fallen emperor."

"Alfred, don't let your anger suck your mind, especially when facing 'fanity'."

At this time, an old man in the center of many [Paladins] and [Guardians of Gods] spoke.

He looks ordinary and dresses simply, but he is full of a gentle and wise temperament.

He is St. Dominic, the pope of the Contemporary Goddess of Light!

"From the ritual, Antonio Caesar is only half a step away from becoming a god..."

The old man's eyes were like pure lake water, and he saw the indescribable thing behind Antonio: "For God, we are determined without hesitation!"

"For God, we are willing to break into pieces!"

Behind him, many [Paladin] and [Guardian of God] who have similar appearances have taken a step forward at the same time.

"The White Eagle Federation does not allow the opponent's emperor to become a god, which will be a devastating disaster!"

A group of White Eagle Guardians also stood up. Most of them were the founders and descendants of the White Eagle Federation, and they had extremely deep feelings for the White Eagle Federation.

"White Eagle, prepare to attack!!"

...

Night Palace.

A slight commotion appeared in the square.

When Antonio Caesar officially showed his status as a god, and was only half a step away from the most critical step.

In the empire, various hidden forces, contradictions, secret men... broke out in one breath.

Even at the core position, the Navy minister stood up expressionlessly, as if under some control, turned into a puppet and rushed towards Antonio directly.

In addition to him, in the shadows, in the nobles, in the maids and even in the guards, there were suddenly several shadows, turning into top assassins and assassinated towards the emperor.

Their real assassination success may be infinitely close to zero, but as long as they use their lives to cause a little "interference" to the ritual, it is success!

"I order, stop!"

Suddenly, their figures stagnated in the air, like small insects sealed in amber.

It is the Marquis of Nichles!

Her originally hunched body was straight and she slowly walked past an assassin.

Puff!

After she walked past, the assassins began at the tip of their fingers and turned into powder to dissipate.

She came behind the emperor and glanced at the audience coldly: "Beware!"

A large number of palace guards were focused on guarding and protecting the big men.

Antonio was still standing there, motionless, and the phantom behind him had merged halfway.

Sulu shrugged his shoulders, stood up, came forward, and glanced at the void coldly.

Below, there was a hustle and bustle in the position of the little noble.

"Blu, what's going on the platform?"

Elma struggled to stretch her neck.

"I don't know... there seems to be an assassin..." Bru's voice trembled a little: "Look, the palace guards ran out, and... my father?"

Amid the many doubts and shocked eyes below, Sulu slowly raised his palm and pressed it towards the void in front of him!

Bang!
Chapter completed!
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