"Don't stop me! I'm going to kill this guy! I'm definitely going to kill this guy!!! "
"Brother Monarch … Sicarro has already escaped …"
Alaya's words brought me back to my senses. I looked around me. As expected, other than a bunch of Holy Clerics who were still in a daze, where else could I find the perverted uncle who had brought his piracy business to Azeroth?
Although I really wanted to throw Sicarro into the distorted void and destroy him, I had to admit that this disgraceful guy was really worthy of being able to successfully escape from the encirclement of two hundred Town Security. He was known as the Town Security Killer of K City, the strongest disk seller in history, and the perverted Brother Black Chao. He actually disappeared when I wasn't paying attention. After all, the Town Security was one of the strongest combat teams in the world. Wasn't there a saying, give me three thousand Town Security, and I can recover Taiwan …
Cough cough, I've gone off topic, I've gone off topic. We're not talking about the Town Security, but Sicarro actually dared to sell disks in Theramore … Cough cough! That can't be, shouldn't we be thinking about contacting the various factions? We should be discussing this problem, right? Why did I keep going off topic to this extent? Could it be that a certain Black Chao disk seller who always wore a knight's face had such a huge impact on my mind that there would be repercussions? Or should I throw that guy into the psionic reactor and let him produce a little more value?
While my thoughts were running wild, there was a sudden commotion beside me. Alaya and I hurriedly rushed over to take a look, just in time to see a few drenched farmers pulling a person out of the sea under the dock.
Square-face … Square-face again …
We saw an uncle with the same standard knight face as Sicarro being hurriedly rescued by the crowd. Looking at the way he kept spitting water, it was obvious that he had just drowned. An oval-shaped meatball brother who looked to be at least two hundred kilograms walked up and pressed down on him with a rather well-practiced technique. We saw a rainbow-colored fountain spurt out of the knight uncle's mouth straight into the sky …
"What's going on?" Although I had a rough guess, I still couldn't help but ask a female Cleric beside me.
This girl wearing a pure white Cleric Holy Robe obviously had an unusual interest in joining in on the fun. I asked her many times before she finally reluctantly shifted her gaze away from the knight uncle who was lying on the ground performing an artificial fountain and turned her face.
"It seems like … Ah! Sir Oracle! "
The priestess turned around and was about to speak when she saw the angel who was smiling peacefully behind me but was actually in a daze. She couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when she realized who I was.
It couldn't be helped. The angel sister's three-meter-long wings were far too eye-catching. Apart from my identity as a "God's Envoy", my entire body was filled with the aura of the word "ordinary". So, under normal circumstances, it was the angel sister who acted as a billboard. Only I, who was standing beside her, would be noticed. I had to say, this was quite a pitiful situation — especially when I thought I was the main character …
What was even more pitiful was that when the passersby looked at the angel sister with shock and worship, they would discover a passerby who was even more pitiful than them in terms of appearance and temperament. The passerby revealed an expression of "Who is this guy? How dare he stand so boldly behind the angel sister". Since this situation was too shocking, I didn't recall it in detail …
Looking at the large group of people who didn't know the truth instantly shift their gazes from the artificial fountain uncle to me and Alaya, I was truly shocked. I said awkwardly, "It's fine, it's fine. You guys continue to watch. I just want to know what's going on."
"Esteemed Sir Oracle." As the person who was initiated by me, the female Cleric was clearly very excited. "This Holy Knight is the captain of the Second Knight Brigade, Lord Ordo. This morning, Lord Ordo went on a pilgrimage to the God's Warship, but it is obvious that he didn't pass your test …"
… Test … Test your ass! All of you wanted to visit my spaceship and I was just defending myself. What does this have to do with a test!?
Although I had already stated that there wasn't anything worthy of worship on the God's Warship, these Clerics definitely viewed the warship that was' brimming with Holy Light 'as something worthy of worship. That was why there was an endless stream of people who wished to go on a pilgrimage every day. Considering that under the soft defenses of the Bubble, even though these stubborn fellows wouldn't get hurt, they definitely wouldn't be able to reach the level of Faith, which was why I didn't stop these fellows' impulsive but adorable actions. On the other hand, these staunch Clerics obviously viewed their repeated failures as a test from God, which was why they persisted in their pilgrimage …
Yep, not only did they persisted in their pilgrimage, it seemed that this pilgrimage had risen to the level of 'training' …
Looking at the unconscious Knight uncle who was wearing a full body armor that weighed at least 100 kilograms, I felt conflicted, really conflicted …
Uncle, I really admire your determination. You actually thought of wearing this armor and swimming dozens of nautical miles to prove your faith. But what I have to say is … You really are a pain in the ass …
Looking at this bunch of stubborn yet adorable Clerics, I finally said in a conflicted tone, "This kind of pilgrimage … Let's just forget about it … When the war ends, I will leave behind a Great Cathedral for all of you. When that time comes, you can even take on the title of Holy Light Illuminator …"
The Knight uncle who was performing an artificial fountain a second ago immediately leaped up. "Esteemed Sir Oracle, your benevolence will shine upon the entire Azeroth continent …"
… Damn! You can't be faking it, right?
After bidding farewell to these unexpectedly interesting Clerics, Alaya, Anveena, and I returned to the Level of Faith. We gathered everyone to discuss the matter of contacting the major races.
Even though Lin Xue's plan was to have every intelligent being in Azeroth become a member of the Salvation Army, this wasn't something that could be easily accomplished. There were countless intelligent races in Azeroth. According to Lin Xue's standards, we would probably have to contact the half-mermen, bear monsters, cave monsters, and even kobolds. Even though subduing them would be much easier than recruiting a major race, we didn't have that much time to waste on a bunch of weak races that had just broken away from primitive society. So this time, our main targets were the stronger intelligent races, such as the Night Elves, Nagas, and dragons. As long as we could rope them in, we would be able to rope in many smaller races as well. This was because some of the weaker races were vassals of the larger races. For example, the half-mermen. Almost half of them were slaves of the Nagas. There were also some neutral elemental beings. They might even take the initiative to help us because of the friendly races joining the Salvation Army. This was what I had learned from Jaina. As an archmage who interacted with all kinds of elemental beings every day, her understanding of elemental beings that had a completely different way of thinking from humans wasn't something that we, who were completely ignorant of magic, could compare to.
Apart from these powerful races, there was another race that was also the focus of our discussion — the Goblins.
This neutral race that could appear in almost every World of Warcraft map was very unique. They were short and stubborn. This stubbornness was reflected in two aspects. One was their desire to collect wealth that wasn't any weaker than Ding Ling's. The other was their passion for mechanical research that wasn't any weaker than Lin Xue's. In summary, it was equivalent to the combination of Ding Ling and Lin Xue … Ahem ahem, the above comments were just the side effects of someone's crazy thinking. Please ignore them.
After some consideration, we decided to slow down our plan to rope in the Goblins. First, we really couldn't find the capital to rope them in. Schilling's technology might be able to tempt these crazy researchers, but it was obvious that I would never hand such an important technology over to the Goblins. Secondly, the Goblins didn't mean much to us. They weren't strong in battle and they didn't have much of an advantage in terms of population. In the World of Azeroth, the only thing that they could rely on to survive was their technology. But technology … Would we be interested in it?
Although it was a meeting, the main speakers were Sandora and Lin Xue. Of the two of them, one was the Schilling Queen who had rich battle experience and long-term strategic foresight, while the other was the initiator of this super plan. Naturally, they had the most say. Although Shallow Shallow and her elder sister were powerful to the point where even the Commander-level Shiring Apostles didn't dare to go against them, they were no different from ordinary girls. They didn't have any feelings towards these "big matters". Pandora was the standard "silly soldier". She could command the frontlines, but when it came to scheming, she couldn't compare to my intelligent baby Sandora and the sly and cunning Demi-Goddess Lin (…). As for the angel sister … Her little brain couldn't even compare to Pandora. Excluding Jingle, although she was a Goddess, other than rolling around on the table with a sugar ball in her arms to lighten the atmosphere, I really couldn't see how she had any great foresight. Excluding her as well, there was still the spectral sister —
A certain glowing object was standing respectfully by the side of the table with a plate in her hands. The only thing missing from her face was the words "Background Girl Who Serves Tea and Water", so she passed as well.
Oh, there was also Little Bubble. She didn't learn architecture from her mother and instead joined in the fun with us. Not only that, she kept raising her hands high in the air as if she had constructive opinions. But due to language issues, she passed as well.
What? And me? Alright then, I also wanted to be like Shadora and be a farsighted person, but considering that my pitiful strategic vision would have a 99.99% chance of being ridiculed by Half-deity Lin for being inhumane, it was better for me to just be a qualified onlooker and laborer …
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