When Baiyi could no longer feel the tingling sensation in his consciousness, he was certain that the troublesome enemy was dead. He was about to let out a sigh of relief when he heard the Devil Walker grumbling in the Void. "Tsk, tsk. What a waste! That bastard's organs were all precious space-type materials … "
'Why couldn't you have told me earlier?' Baiyi thought to himself. He quickly took out his communication tablet and checked on Tisdale's situation. Fortunately, they had not been attacked.
"Then, as promised, we'll meet up as soon as possible," Baiyi said.
He did not expect the Wise Mad King to be in cahoots with the Devil Walker, and he was afraid that something unexpected might have happened. More importantly, Mia did not have any Voidwalkers by her side to protect her.
"Let's get ready to depart!" Baiyi said to Nydore's people. The fairies had been through a lot during the battle, and they had long wanted to leave this godforsaken place.
Baiyi already had a rough idea of how to use the altar, and he was discussing it with the others in the Void.
When everyone was a certain distance away from the altar, a large black tome appeared in Baiyi's hand. He flipped through the pages silently, and the altar behind him was engulfed in a sea of fire. No matter what evil remained in the altar, it would be purified by the flames of the forbidden spell.
Nydore's silver-white hair was messed up by the blast, and she stopped in her tracks. She turned her head and stared blankly at the flattened area. "Let's go.
If you want to watch, you'll have plenty of opportunities in the future, "Baiyi said to the fairies behind him. Baiyi did not even turn around to look at the explosion as he spoke to the fairies behind him, who had stopped to watch the explosion.
After the altar was destroyed, the bald demon, Xeron, who had been waiting in the Wise Mad King's living room for news, paused his conversation with the Black Robe Advisor. A strange expression appeared on his face, and he exclaimed in disbelief, "One of the altars was destroyed, and Englos is dead?!"
"That bastard is dead?" The other two demons looked shocked as well. They could not believe what they had just heard.
The two fairies, who had been left to the side, were confused. 'Didn't you send him to his death with a smug look on your face? Now that he's dead, why are you so shocked? ' Moreover, their expressions were genuine and natural, not something that could be faked.
The two of them did not know the background of the Leaping Demon, Englos. In fact, even though he was not very popular, the demons still recognized his strength. He was born to be a top-notch assassin and spy. As long as he used his abilities, he could come and go as he pleased. Who could stop him?
Even if he could not defeat Baiyi, he would still be able to escape with his life. At most, he would just make a fool of himself and suffer a little. That was what the few demons thought. They could not think of a way to counter Baiyi's ability. More importantly, the altar was their home turf, so there was no reason for them to die.
Sending him to spy on the altars was a perfectly reasonable arrangement. The demons had been gloating over Englos's misfortune, but they had only hoped to see him return in a sorry state. They did not want to hear that he was dead. After all, Englos was a special and invincible comrade. If he was alive, he could cause a lot of trouble for the Wise Mad King. No one wanted him to die so soon.
Xeron, who was the leader of the group, ruminated over the shocking news. He frowned and said to the Black Robe Advisor, "Hurry up and report this to the Second High Reverend!"
"But … The High Reverend is having a council with his ministers … Ugh …" Before the Black Robe Advisor could finish his sentence, an invisible force grabbed him by the throat, and he was lifted by an invisible hand.
"I don't care how you do it. Go!" Xeron commanded.
The Black Robe Advisor, who had the lowest position in the room, had no choice but to crawl out of the room.
Morningstar Sage watched the scene unfold in silence. After the Black Robe Advisor left, he asked, "It's just one death. Is there really a need to take it so seriously?"
Xeron was no longer in the mood to joke around. The calm smile on his face had disappeared without a trace. He glared at Morningstar Sage and snapped, "Idiot! Things are far more serious than you think! "
"Hmph!" Morningstar Sage snorted and sat back in his seat. He did not dare to say anything.
The Wise Mad King was about to explode at the interruption of an important meeting, but when he heard the Black Robe Advisor's report, he froze for a moment. Then, as if realizing something, he stood up abruptly and said to the ministers, who were looking at him in confusion, "I'm sorry, everyone. I'm not feeling well. Let's leave the rest of the discussion for tomorrow."
After saying that, he left without a care in the world. Only the confused ministers were left, whispering to each other.
The Wise Mad King did not return to the living room. Instead, he returned to his secret office and closed the door behind him. Then, he sat in front of the full-length mirror. Before his reflection was completely shrouded by the black fog, he wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was a cold sweat.
How could the news of a Leaper being killed make him so nervous?
"Why are you summoning us so urgently? Could it be that something went wrong with the plan again?" The First Reverend's voice came from the mirror.
"The man you sent, Englos, was killed while he was scouting out Hope's strength. The whole battle was very short. I'm sure he didn't die because he ran out of energy," the Wise Mad King said, trying his best to keep the situation simple.
"How is that possible?!" The First High Reverend's voice cracked in shock. "From what I know, there's no way to kill that thing. Unless …"
"Yes, unless the Law of Space has been altered! Otherwise, I can't think of a way to kill a Leaper that has lived for so long! "The Wise Mad King finished the First High Reverend's sentence.
"Are you saying that the War God did it?" the First High Reverend asked.
"That's the only explanation. Only a God who controls space could kill a Leaper so easily. After all, the Leaper's ability to control space is like child's play before a real God. However, it's also possible that the War God has acquired some of the War God's Authority …"
"That's not possible. No matter how much trust a God has, a God would never share his Authority with someone else. Otherwise, we wouldn't have to work so hard," the First High Reverend said.
God's Messengers were loved and cared for by the Gods. There were many who pretended to be God's Messengers, but there were very few who were actually God's Messengers. The angels from the Church of God's Grace were the most common. They were powerful, but they had the guidance of the Gods, which allowed them to stand higher and see further than others.
However, no matter how much the God's Messengers loved and cared for, the Gods would never give their Authority, which allowed them to change the Laws at will, to anyone else. It was the basis of their existence, the only reason why they were different from mortals. There was no way they could share their Authority with anyone else.
"No matter what the outcome is, it shows the War God's attitude. He has decided to break off all relations with us," the First High Reverend said in a low voice. "For something like this to happen at the most crucial moment of our plan … this is …"
He knew very well that once a real god decided to enter the fray, it would not be easy for a Demigod to deal with them. The pinnacle of the power system was only able to change the rules of a small area. Not only could they not change the rules as they pleased, but they also had to worry about being discovered. Compared to a real god, there was too much of a difference.
"How much longer until the final phase?" the Third High Reverend suddenly asked.
"At least five days," the Wise Mad King replied.
"No! That's too long. Even if the War God doesn't do anything, that's more than enough time for Hope to wreak havoc. We need to move faster. How long do we need to do that? "the First High Reverend asked.
"Three days! But if we do that, the final result will be incomplete. I'm afraid it will not meet our needs … "
"Even three days is too long. Is there no other way?" the First High Reverend asked, a little disappointed.
"The rest of the arrangements are almost ready. The last thing we need to do is to accumulate enough energy," the Wise Mad King explained.
"If you don't have enough energy, then we'll need to offer more sacrifices!" the Third High Reverend suddenly said. "Didn't the First High Reverend just send you a group of people? Add them to your own people, and that should be enough, right? "
"You're planning to make a living sacrifice?!" The Wise Mad King's face fell. "You know what will happen, don't you? This will create a real monster! It will destroy everything in its path! I strongly object to this plan. "
"Object? Are you planning to destroy the plan that we've spent so much time and effort on? " The Third High Reverend retorted. "No matter what, let's finish the plan first. We'll figure out another way to solve the rest. Don't tell me you're reluctant to give up your family's resources? "
"I agree with the Third High Reverend," the First High Reverend said. The First High Reverend added, "Even if we end up creating a monster, we can still achieve part of our goal. Even if it's not perfect and we'll suffer a lot of losses, we've successfully taken the first step. As long as we achieve this step, the rest of the plan will be much easier."
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