It didn't matter what the Holy Church planned. What was important was what the God of Holy Light planned …
From the very start, replacing the power of Holy Light with the power of Law had been my strategic plan. And if the new Lion King wanted to take over, he would naturally have to challenge the old Lion King. Otherwise, why would the other Lions accept him?
Even if the God of Holy Light had already lost his sense of self, he would still follow simple logic and view the rising Law Faction as a future enemy. In that case, since we were destined to be enemies from the very start, why would we still form an alliance?
Because the Holy War was here, and it was time for everyone to unite.
That's right, the Holy War was here. All the True Gods and True God churches of the Order Faction had to unite. As the leader, the God of Holy Light had to lead by example. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to convince the masses.
"Since we can't become enemies, then let's temporarily become allies."
Since the God of Holy Light's rigid logic wasn't able to say something like "pacify the internal before dealing with external threats," then he would definitely invite the Order Faction's new God of Law to form an alliance. All of this was within his expectations.
As for whether or not we would fight each other after the war? Heh heh, wasn't it obvious? If we lost, there would be no future for us. If we won, we would definitely be the strongest and most prestigious of the survivors. All our previous agreements would become useless.
"Allies? Of course we agreed. Why wouldn't we? Those who are as close as brothers are also allies. Those who stab each other in the back are also allies. And we are obviously destined to be the latter. "
No matter what, the current Holy Light Church was the mainstream of human society. And if an enemy invaded, the biggest and strongest Holy Light family's leader would be the cannon fodder … er, the pillar of support. Since the God of Holy Light was able to rise to power in the previous Holy War, it was only natural that he would be forced to step down in this Holy War.
Actually, it wasn't just us Law Faction that had wild ambitions. The Guardian Gods of every species, the new God of War, God of Smithing, God of Commerce, God of Fate, and so on, didn't they have wild ambitions?
The God of Holy Light was far too powerful. He occupied more than half of the Holy Light's belief system and territory. From a certain standpoint, he had become the "public enemy number one" for both sides. In this situation, if he declared war on any Order True God, he would definitely be implicated.
"Twin Pillars of Order? I'd be a fool to believe that. "
That was why I was 90% certain that no matter how indignant the Holy Church was, the God of Holy Light would send down a divine decree to suppress them. After all, we were now allies. And before the Holy War ended and the Holy Church declared war on us, we would have to restrain ourselves … Heh heh, what a joke. Living humans were actually being controlled by mechanical divine power servers, and they were even treating them as supreme existences.
Even if something really did happen to the God of Holy Light and he did everything he could to treat us as heretics, I would naturally have a backup plan. Although that would likely be a complete fall out with him.
But based on their past accomplishments in history, no matter how high a price they paid, I still didn't believe that they would be able to conquer the Northlands. After all, their crusade against the Northlands back in the day hadn't been able to obtain the final victory. They would also have to consider the consequences of forcing me to my limits. Another Yongye Calamity wouldn't be impossible.
When I heard a piece of news yesterday afternoon, I tossed aside the possibility of a life and death struggle.
"The Bardi Empire is expelling the Holy Church and its Holy Priests? Haha, I really don't know if I should be angry or happy. "
Judging from the current information, the Bardi Empire was probably facing a major problem. However, the Holy Church was probably the most worried. Any human mega empire would be the cornerstone of all human society. Even if the entire Northlands was lost, it would still be nothing to the Holy Church. At the very least, the Northlands would be the focus of the Holy Church's attention before the war.
Of course, if this conversation of mine were to spread, it would definitely shake the entire Holy Church's foundation. Perhaps there would even be a split between the original Holy Church and the reformed Holy Church. Just like those fallen young Holy Knight, the younger one was, the easier it would be for their faith to be shaken. The lower the level, the greater the impact … Perhaps I should try promoting the Nanxiang Law Technical School in every country and have a few more classes for Holy Knight to become a Justice Knight. Yep, the first batch of students would be those unlucky youngsters.
When a top-level company in the same industry encountered such a major problem, the happiest would probably be the other companies in the same industry. It was inevitable that a large number of elites would be lost, and there would be plenty of poaching … But in order to avoid a Holy War, I would take things slowly.
In terms of unlucky people, the most unlucky ones would probably be the Holy Church's diplomatic group. Cardinal Soros was the leader of this diplomatic group, yet he had made such a careless mistake. He would definitely have to take the blame for this to the very end.
Not to mention a promotion, the lightest punishment would be to not be able to use any kind of position for the rest of his life. I felt that the most likely outcome would be to spend the rest of his life copying books in the Library of Records.
If rumors were a fatal, slow-acting poison, then Aivla's Fallen Angel transformation would be a fatal wound that Soros couldn't escape from. For the Holy Church, a mixed-blood angel was incredibly precious, not to mention that Aivla was a famous Holy Knight who was at least at the Legend rank. Not only that, she was also young and beautiful, with both strength and beauty. Naturally, she became the Holy Church's living signboard and ambassador.
In the past, Aivla's advertisements had basically made her into an epic hero. Perhaps ordinary people wouldn't know who Estrada was, but if the "Red-Winged Vulture" Aivla was mentioned, it would be impossible for anyone to not know who she was. After all, she was one of the most famous Holy Knights of the current generation. Her heroic deeds had long since been compiled into books and sung by traveling poets, which were widely spread in every major city.
However, the higher they were praised, the harder they would fall. The better the image of a pure and bright Holy Angel, the greater the negative effect on the entire Holy Church when she fell from grace in front of everyone.
And right now, the Holy Church's major problem had become my minor problem.
"Why are you following me?"
"… I have nowhere else to go."
Becoming a Fallen Angel was the same as becoming a demon. Both were transformations of one's species and power level. Since it wasn't brainwashing, and Aivla's memories were completely preserved, it was only natural that she would still be the same person.
The Aivla in front of me had lost some of her aggressiveness, and she no longer looked at me with enmity. It was evident that her personality and abilities had drastically changed, but she was still the same unyielding female Knight.
I didn't know what to say as I looked at this black-winged angel who had a blank expression. This Aivla had changed beyond recognition.
Judging from how she had casually believed me the other day and even revealed a bunch of secrets to me, this girl was probably the same as Diana, an idiot who fought for the sake of her beliefs. It was completely understandable that she was a muscular barbarian who added all her stats to her Strength and Stamina.
However, she wasn't an idiot. At the very least, she knew that she had become a stain on the Holy Church's reputation. In this city, due to the existence of the Innocents' Barrier, as long as a fallen angel didn't commit any crimes, she would receive the same protection. The Holy Church probably wouldn't be able to touch her for the time being, but as long as she left, she would be hunted down to the very end.
Having her leave with the Holy Church would be the same as sending her to the guillotine. As long as she left this city, it was likely that even Estrada would personally take action against her. It would only be a matter of time before she died.
Aivla also had a bitter expression. It had only been a few short hours since her faith had been shattered and she had become a Fallen Angel. Her heart was probably in a mess right now, and she was only following me because she instinctively needed someone to rely on.
I had a headache. Having an angel following behind me was indeed quite pleasing to the eye, but I felt that if I foolishly returned home, I would likely have an unfortunate future waiting for me. And if this angel's combat strength was also quite high, that would be even more troublesome.
"… Since the Holy Light is unable to end this war, then what can stop it all? Don't you have any ideas? Are you just going to raise questions instead of solving the problem? That's so irresponsible of you. "
Not long after, I learned that Aivla's parents had both died to undead mages. Even their corpses had been desecrated, which was why she had an almost morbid hatred for the undead. This made her even more devout in the teachings of the Holy Light.
"Wait a moment. I'll give you a recommendation letter when I get back. You can go to Nanxiang and attend classes for two months, and you'll understand. Dear, we'll even provide you with a job! "
Alright then, nobody laughed at my joke. This angel only had a dark expression as she silently followed me.
My schedule today was packed. If she wanted to follow me, then let her. I would simply find a place to give her a recommendation letter.
I put on a black cape that I had prepared beforehand and tossed one over to Aivla. In such a chaotic celebration, it would be difficult for me to go anywhere if I used my own appearance.
My first stop was the center of the Peace Plaza. Right now, there was a large number of stone monuments there. Every squad that was being inspected would have to pass by this monument and salute. After the military inspection ended, the monument was now filled with onlookers.
I only quietly watched for a moment before intending to leave.
"What are those undead doing?"
Even though this wasn't Aivla's first time seeing these undead hanging out with the living, and how the living were mortals with no power whatsoever, talking and laughing loudly with their arms around each other's shoulders, Aivla's face was still filled with disbelief.
In the center of all the onlookers was a group of high-level undead. Some of them were competing with each other, while others were writing and drawing on the stone monuments as if they were trying to inscribe something onto them.
"The Soul Comfort Monument records the names of all the brave warriors who died for the country. In the past three hundred years, from the Mist Kingdom to Donglan, there have been quite a few of them. In the end, no matter how many you think about, you still haven't figured it all out. "
However, a voice reminded me of the truth.
"No, they've already completed their task of remembering. Now, they're trying to inscribe their names onto the monument. They've already fought several dozen battles over who should be inscribed first."
The inexplicable connection made the demon hound notice my arrival, but Bastet's explanation made me even more astonished.
The undead were trying to inscribe their names onto the Soul Comfort Monument? Yep, although it was quite strange, from a certain standpoint, it wasn't wrong. They had indeed died in battle for the sake of their country and their species, so they were definitely heroes. Naturally, they had the right to be inscribed.
But as I watched them jumping around, fighting against each other for the sake of having their names placed first, why did I feel so awkward? This was no different from a dead person crawling up from the ground to write their own epitaph!
"Why didn't they inscribe it earlier? There should still be enough time. "
"Isn't there a procedure for this military parade? We have to salute the Soul Comfort Monument. Everyone says that it's strange for them to salute themselves, so they delayed it."
"Isn't it strange for them to inscribe their own epitaph?"
I felt rather helpless as I observed the group of obsidian stone monuments not far away from me.
Originally, I had intended to imitate a certain monument, with a single sign for everything. But very quickly, when Timier read out the names of the entire aerial cavalry squadron and stared at me with a pleading gaze, I discovered that one Soul Comfort Monument probably wasn't enough.
In the end, as expected, all the high-level undead were doing their best to recall their names. More and more names were written, and thirty-seven ten-meter-tall Soul Comfort Monuments were erected. Looking at this situation, it seemed that this still wasn't enough.
"Why are they fighting over a spot at the front?" Perhaps it was because her species had already been converted, but for the first time, Aivla expressed her curiosity about this species.
Bastian glanced strangely at the black-clothed man in front of him, but under my signal, he still responded.
"That's for the honor of warriors. No one is willing to fall behind."
"Then why not just inscribe their names at the very front?"
"That's also for the honor of warriors. Compared to the warriors who are already in eternal sleep, we're already far too fortunate. How could we possibly fight with those fellows?"
After he finished speaking, there was a long silence. Bastian seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly added, "Don't worry.
No matter how they fight over it, we've already reserved the number one spot. That spot belongs to you. Only you are suitable for the highest spot. "
Alright, I finally discovered that there was something more ridiculous than a dead person writing their own epitaph. It was a living person writing their own epitaph.
"I'm still alive! There's no need! "
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