Henricqal.
In a bright basement with candlelight.
It was a middle-aged woman wearing a gray robe with three stars embroidered on it. She was holding a small wine glass high.
The glass was filled with wine as red as blood.
"Everyone, let's cheer for another successful gathering!" she shouted.
"Oh!"
The dozens of people below raised their glasses and cheered.
Being able to drink good wine in this era was something they couldn't even imagine in their previous lives.
Most of them were not upper-class people in the safe zone. Usually, it was good enough that they did not starve to death.
It was not like now, where they could freely consume wine without any pollution index.
"It's great to join the Church of Salvation!"
"All of us are brothers and sisters. Helping each other is the best future!"
"It's all thanks to the imams' selfless dedication. Thank you, imams!"
"Thank you, imams!"
The people below raised their glasses and cheered.
In a dark corner where no one could see.
An old man in black, also wearing a three-star robe, looked at it calmly with a hint of mockery.
"That's fast. It's not a waste of our resources. "
"That's right, the Great Sage … Oh no, I should call him His Majesty the Wise King now. His Majesty's plan is going well."
In the dark, another young man with bright pink hair said.
"His Majesty is right. The rule of the Sacred City is extremely stable, but it has a fatal weakness. That is the civilians. "
"Yes, the civilians are the cause of success and failure. The rule of the Sacred City is based on the civilians. The source of Saint power in their Sacred Crystal Font is the faith of the civilians. The Sanctum thinks we don't know about this, but we have already discovered it. There is no secret in the world that can be kept forever. "The old man nodded.
"These people have been planted. As long as we use it when needed, we can guide them to the result we want." The man with pink hair smiled.
"Haha, if it weren't for His Majesty wanting to take over the Sacred City in a peaceful manner and not cause too much damage, we could have taken over the Sanctum. We could have taken over the Sanctum and replaced it. We would not be as sneaky as we are now, "the old man said indignantly.
"His Majesty has his own thoughts. Don't judge him. "
"Alright. I misspoke. "
"Now that the Temple Master has mysteriously disappeared, it is very likely that he went to do something very important, and there is no way to interrupt him. This is the best time for us. " The pink-haired man continued. "His Majesty predicts that there will be a large-scale Blacktide riot in a few days. At that time, we will take advantage of the chaos to attack Temple and replace them! "
"I've been waiting for this day for a long time." The old man smiled. "A mere Lord of the Holy Sanctum and the Underworld's Priest, Faldt, were still toyed around by my Lord. They're just a bunch of brainless boors. "
"That's right. If it weren't for His Majesty's desire for a more stable and peaceful transition, they wouldn't even have the chance to appear on the stage. But it's fine now. At least it saved us a lot of time to stabilize the situation. "
The two of them looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh softly.
If everything went smoothly, it wouldn't be long before they would become the true upper class, the true ruling class.
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…
It was not just the two Sacred Cities. All the defense cities had traces of the Church of Salvation to varying degrees.
No one knew where the people of the Church got so many resources, and they often distributed a large amount of discounted food to their followers.
This also attracted a large number of civilians who were struggling on the edge of food and clothing.
This also led to the spread of the Church of Salvation at an indescribable speed.
And at this moment.
In the Shermanton Holy Sanctum, it was still unknown. All the higher-ups, from ordinary members of the Church of Salvation at the beginning of the Blacktide outbreak, had now become the most powerful ruling force.
This huge change in status made the upper echelons gradually start to enjoy the power and influence they had.
Absolute power corrupts people's hearts, and people's hearts were born with selfishness and desires because of the seven emotions and six desires.
Therefore, under the rule of the Sacred City, it was not completely united.
Some undercurrents were slowly surging along with the development of the Church of Salvation.
"Is the Steel Lord still in seclusion?" Khadula returned to the Holy Sanctum and casually asked the staff.
"Yes, sir. He came out to rest for fifteen minutes, and then went back in again, "the woman in charge of cleaning the cultivation area replied helplessly.
"How diligent." Khadula sighed. Among all the commanders, the Steel Lord was the most diligent. He woke up earlier than the chickens and slept later than the pigs. No, it should be that he slept later than the cats.
It was to improve his strength to the next level.
After all, no one was idle. The breakthrough of the Salted Fish King not long ago was a heavy slap in the face to all the hardworking people.
Some people were hopeless, thinking that they were no match for a big shot like the Night Lord.
But some people were different.
For example, the Steel Lord.
Because of this, he fell into a more frenzied state of cultivation.
As one of the kings of Blackfeather City, although the Night Lord was ranked much higher than him, he had always thought that they were on equal footing.
But now …
The cruel reality had hit the old man's poor self-esteem hard.
Khadula walked to the center of the cultivation area, where there was an electronic screen that showed who was working hard and who was doing other things.
She glanced at it.
Now there were 135 of her working hard to cultivate the Holy Light. The rest of her avatars were in the beauty salons. There was also the miscellaneous work of managing the Holy Sanctum.
After carefully reading the records, Khadula felt that she was working hard, so she went back to her room for juice.
Inside the exquisite white hall. The woman in charge just now watched Khadula leave. She turned around and looked up at the electronic screen on the wall.
"Let me see which emissaries are cultivating in seclusion today …"
The corner of the woman's mouth curled into a strange smile.
The Holy Sanctum had been idle for too long. If not for the light of the Holy Emperor shrouding everything, these so-called higher-ups were useless trash.
Compared to those at the bottom who worked hard and squeezed every bit of value out of themselves to survive. Such a Holy Sanctum should not exist in this era.
"Your Majesty the Wise King, may you uphold the Holy Light and do your best to sweep away the world's biggest cancer."
The woman in charge prayed silently in her heart.
To outsiders, it seemed that she was praying to the Holy Light. But in fact, no one knew that her real identity was actually a spy of the Astral Mere who had been lying in wait in the Holy Sanctum since a long time ago.
The screening mechanism of the Holy Sanctum was strong and extensive.
But there was also a fatal flaw, and that was, the detection of the Holy Light would inevitably miss some of the people who also believed in the Holy Light but had no respect for the other higher-ups of the Holy Sanctum.
These people believed in the Holy Light, the Holy Light in their hearts. And they did not have much respect for the Holy Sanctum.
"Wait a little longer … His Majesty is coming … Without the Holy Emperor to preside over the situation, these high-ranking trash should have long been swept into the trash bin." The woman in charge calmed down and returned to her position to carry out her daily routine.
Since His Majesty became the God of Arcane Secrets, everything in this world should be ruled by His Majesty.
Only His Majesty the Wise King could completely isolate the Blacktide and fight against the monsters.
Only His Majesty could truly save the people from the disaster …
His Majesty had mastered the power of the Holy Light a long time ago. That was just one of the powers that His Majesty had mastered.
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