The Pope … Dhaniz was shocked. He almost couldn't believe what he had just heard.
If this order hadn't come directly from Mr. Fool, he definitely would've cursed.
Of course, if he was facing the German Sparrow, he would be able to hold it in.
"Lord Oracle, do you have any other questions?" The intelligence director of the Sea God Church outside the door saw that His Excellency Saint Dhaniz's expression had become rather strange and was momentarily afraid.
Dhaniz collected his thoughts and squeezed out a smile.
"Pay close attention to the Church of Waves."
"Yes, Sir Oracle." The intelligence chief secretly heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly bowed and left.
Danitz turned his head and looked at Alger Wilson with a beaming smile.
"Mr. Fool has already given a revelation."
Alger did not hesitate at all. He immediately stood up and pressed his right palm against his left chest.
Dhaniz straightened his back and said solemnly,
"God said that from today onwards, Alger will wear a mask and become the Pope of the Church of the Sea God."
"Mr. Fool's will is my will!" Alger couldn't hide his smile as he bowed.
Half of his smile was for Dhaniz to show his humility, and the other half was from the bottom of his heart, because this oracle meant two things:
Mr. Fool and the Lord of Storms had reached a certain agreement and had a tacit understanding that his defection would no longer be pursued. Of course, he had to wear a mask and use a fake name so as to not embarrass the Church of the Storm.
Becoming the pope of the Church of the Sea God was a crucial step to the throne of the Sea God.
From Alger's point of view, this meant that he had officially become Mr. Fool's subordinate. In the future, be it in exchange for the identity of Sea God or taking a step further to become the leader of the Church of The Fool, he had quite a good chance. As for Mr. Fool, he was a great existence that was on the same level as a true god or even higher. How could "His" agent not be an angel?
After bowing, Alger waited patiently for a while until the Oracle Dhaniz brought a silver-black mask.
He took the mask and solemnly put it on his face.
…
Leonard wore red gloves and strolled along the coast of Midseashire, enjoying the leisure he had after dealing with a transcendent case.
As for the strange opening of the doors and windows last night, he had already received orders from the Holy Church to not investigate further.
Leonard wanted to obey this order, but he was powerless. This was because he had long learned the general truth from Pallez Zoroast.
Mr. Door returned to the real World, and the Angel of Time, Amon, took the opportunity to steal "His" apotheosis ritual and advanced to Sequence 0, Error. Almost at the same time, Mr. Fool awakened further. Through Sefirah Castle, he established a weak and fleeting connection with the Beyonders of the three pathways — Seer, Apprentice, and Marauder.
As an angel of the Marauder pathway, Pallez Zoroast could undoubtedly sense that Amon had become a god and experience the corresponding change in authority. He also discovered that Sefirah Castle had established a certain connection with him.
"Old Man, Amon has already advanced to Sequence 0. The current you shouldn't be of any use to him. Why are you still Parasitizing me?" After taking a deep breath of the fresh morning air, Leonard suppressed his voice and asked in puzzlement and concern.
In his mind, Pallez Zoroast chuckled.
"Naive.
"Do you think that you've become a saint and have grasped a lot of mysticism knowledge, so you no longer need my guidance?"
"You can choose to teach me face to face," Leonard said after deliberating over his tone.
To him, having an angel "Parasitizing" in his body had both advantages and disadvantages.
The advantage was that even if he encountered a real Mythical Creature, it wasn't as if he didn't have the strength to resist it. As long as he shouted "Old Man," the problem might be resolved. In addition, the history of the Fourth Epoch and all sorts of uncommon mysticism knowledge were also rather useful.
The most obvious disadvantage was that his life was under the control of the Parasite. If the other party had any ill intentions, he wouldn't be able to stop it.
This problem was once what Leonard was most worried about, but it wasn't important now. This was because Mr. Fool's recovery was increasing, and he could completely suppress Pallez Zoroast. Furthermore, Leonard had also become a high-ranking deacon of the Church of Evernight. He would definitely receive the attention of the Evernight Goddess, and he might even be specially marked. Under such circumstances, it was impossible for the deity who wielded Concealment to not discover Pallez Zoroast. If Old Man had any ill intentions, he would've long been finished off.
What troubled Leonard the most was that many things weren't convenient because of this.
Although he was already used to entering and exiting the bathroom with an old fellow "Parasitizing" in his body, to the point of squatting by the toilet and chatting with him, he still preferred to be alone in such situations.
Therefore, he felt that it was better for Old Man to leave his body and live in his house like an elder. It was a better way to interact with him. When he needed to deal with more dangerous matters, he could let Old Man temporarily "Parasitize" him.
Upon hearing Leonard's suggestion, Pallez Zoroast scoffed.
"Are you still thinking of removing the 'Parasite' when you return home and then 'Parasite' when you need to go out?
"You think I'm your bodyguard?"
Leonard chuckled dryly and said, "That's right.
"If you haven't fully recovered and want to continue parasitizing, I have no objections."
Pallez Zoroast was silent for two seconds before his slightly aged voice echoed in Leonard's mind again.
For the position of Lord of the Mysteries, The Fool and Amon will definitely have a battle. When the time comes, under the influence of the various laws of the Beyonder characteristics, us angels of the same pathway might be affected. Heh, it's still safer to seek the protection of the Evernight.
"When the Lord of the Mysteries is born, even if you beg me to 'parasitize' you, I won't even think highly of you!"
Leonard was slightly stunned when he heard that as he subconsciously repeated a name.
"Master of the Mysteries?"
"This isn't something you can understand in depth. Of course, with me around, there's no need to worry too much," Pallez Zoroast said with a sigh and pride.
Leonard was just about to take the opportunity to ask when he suddenly saw a Red Gloves running over with a telegram in hand.
"Your Excellency, a telegram from the Holy Cathedral," the team member said respectfully with a bow.
Leonard nodded slightly and took the telegram. He quickly scanned through it.
"Head to the Southern Continent and participate in the operation to annihilate Rose School."
Southern Continent … Rose School … Leonard extracted the two most crucial words.
He quickly returned to the largest cathedral in the city and used a large-scale ritualistic magic to establish a connection with the Holy Cathedral. In his dream, he met the Pope, Ma 'am Arianna, and other high-ranking figures.
After a simple exchange, Leonard roughly understood the essence of the mission.
The various orthodox Churches would each send three to four demigods to the Southern Continent to annihilate Rose School, which had been very active since the all-out war.
This was a long-term mission because the demigods of Rose School knew how to hide their whereabouts. They were rather secretive and weren't easy to find, lock onto, or deal with.
According to the Pope, it would be pretty good if they could see sufficient results in three years.
During this process, the Holy Cathedral would rotate the demigods based on the situation to ensure that the archbishops and high-ranking deacons in charge of this matter were in a relatively stable mental state.
After leaving the dream, Leonard surveyed the area and suppressed his voice.
"Old Man, things are a little strange. Why are the various Churches suddenly annihilating Rose School?"
This wasn't an easy task. In the past few centuries, it wasn't like the orthodox Churches hadn't made similar attempts, but they could only suppress and weaken them. They were unable to truly eradicate Rose School.
On the one hand, this was because of the enmity between the allies. There was suspicion and a lack of cooperation. On the other hand, it was because the demigods of Rose School were indulging in their desires, and despite their abnormal mental states, they still knew how to hide, hide, and conceal themselves when faced with danger. They wouldn't take the initiative to send themselves to their deaths.
In addition, they had the protection of the Chained God and the Mother Tree of Desire. It was difficult for the deities to provide precise guidance for their actions.
Pallez Zoroast didn't immediately answer Leonard's question. After more than ten seconds, he sighed and said with a slightly aged voice, "This is to eliminate latent dangers and prepare for the apocalypse.
Prepare for the apocalypse … Leonard opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he ultimately fell silent.
Prepare for the apocalypse … Leonard opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he ultimately fell silent.
…
Baekeland, Harvest Church.
Just as Emlyn White entered the hall, before he could head to his room and change his clothes, he saw Father Utravsky stand up in the front row like a mountain rising from the ground.
"The Mother Goddess wants us to head to the Southern Continent and bury those evildoers," the Blessed said in a deep voice.
His voice echoed in the hall like a slow rumble of thunder, shocking the praying Sanguine believers to open their eyes.
So last night's dream was real … Emlyn was enlightened when he heard that.
He had dreamed of the Ancestor last night. He dreamed that "She" wanted him and Father Utravsky to join forces with the Rose School temperance faculty to head to the Southern Continent to deal with the Rose School members who believed in the Primordial Moon.
Of course, if there was a chance, he couldn't spare the enemies who believed in the Mother Tree of Desire.
As there were often fake revelations, Emlyn didn't take the dream to heart. He planned on changing his clothes and completing his prayers before seeking confirmation from Father Utravsky.
He grunted and replied to Father Utravsky in a rather calm manner, "Yes, Father.
"There's no rush.
"I'll contact the members of Rose School temperance faculty first."
Father Utravsky nodded without minding it.
"Then choose some willing Sanguine."
…
Republic of Intis, capital of Trier. A supervisor of an intelligence agency was assigning tasks to his subordinates.
Suddenly, his vision turned blurry as a voice that seemed to come from afar sounded in his ears.
"Orville … Dylan … Orville … Dylan …"
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