Chapter 164: The Church

The information provided to Ye Yuanyuan came from the Dragonkin’s Qiao Zhirou and Xu Aicai. From the group chat, she learned that an unprecedented great war had already erupted among the Dragonkin. The Demon King, leveraging a millennium of rule and interference over the forest natives, forcibly created dozens of Demigod-ranked Demon Race members to oppose the sparsely numbered Dragonkin Elders.

Neither Qiao Zhirou nor Xu Aicai had reached Demigod Rank in strength. They could only narrowly escape with their lives under the protection of their Elder, Amutate.

As for the Hero Lin Xiaobai, his current whereabouts were unknown. Regardless of whether he was in danger or not, Ye Yuanyuan was deeply disappointed in him for betraying her.

Ye Yuanyuan remembered that there were a great many classmates in the Mesopotamia Forest. Now that the Demon King and the maddened Deity were clashing there, if they couldn’t request Pope Sisket to intervene and rescue them, many classmates would likely be in peril.

Her own background was already exceptionally privileged, possessing the resources of the Royal Race and the Church. Bringing her classmates into the Church to receive her protection—with great power comes great responsibility. Ye Yuanyuan upheld the so-called justice and kindness in her heart, always feeling she must do something for her classmates in this cruel World.

“Mmm, I understand.

Your Highness Elizabeth, you need not leave for now. Stand behind me and attend the meeting.”

Pope Sisket had the neat and dignified maiden Elizabeth stand behind him. In this conference room, only those who had attained the rank of Bishop were qualified to take a seat; generally, there was no right to merely observe. It was only due to Elizabeth’s special status that she had this privilege.

“We will split our forces. Eight Bishops will lead an army of 100,000 to attack the Demon King City. Leave none alive—raze the city. Do not let a single member of the Demon Race escape; destroy every facility.

If the Elven Divine Tree Sylph is also in the Mesopotamia Forest, then Humans below Level 70 will remain to guard the royal city. Those stronger than Level 70 will follow me to prevent Demon King Mephistopheles from becoming a Demon God.

Simultaneously, eliminate the Hero Lin Xiaobai and the Demon Human Xiong Batian.

Ah, yes. Also kill that Demigod named Rui Jielude and reclaim his Half-God Rank. The battlefield has no need for deserters; he has already fled twice.”

Even though Rui Jielude had delivered intelligence, in the Pope’s eyes, it was utterly insignificant. He understood perfectly how much Demon King Mephistopheles had prepared for this day, so preventing him from becoming a Demon God was the most crucial issue.

Another round of discussion ensued here, but due to time constraints, the topic concluded rather quickly. Now, they needed to hurry and prepare for the teleportation.

After everyone had left, Ye Yuanyuan sat on Pope Sisket’s lap. The two of them nestled together openly on the round table.

The soundproofing of the council chamber was excellent. The various Bishops were tactful enough not to wait by the door for the meeting to end.

“Tch, that bitch.”

Once they had left the Palace and reached a deserted courtyard, one Bishop complained to another.

“Imperial Uncle, there’s nothing to be done about it. If this continues, your niece will surpass you and directly inherit the throne.”

“That damned whore! Born so base! If I ever get the slightest chance to inherit the throne, I swear I’ll watch that bitch, deserving of a thousand cuts, drown in the countless descendants of prisoners!”

“Uncle, let’s go. We must hurry to prepare; time is running short. His Majesty the Emperor cannot hold on much longer.”

“You’re right, time is indeed running out.”

The two Bishops, clad in their dignified clerical robes, chuckled as they returned to the palace to muster their troops.

Zhai Guangyi sat comfortably on Feicui’s back. From Xiao Ai, he had learned that Xiong Batian had brought people to assist him.

What a bunch of adorable fools.

Zhai Guangyi didn’t want any harm to come to his Followers either, as this was a true war among Deities, and he himself wasn’t certain of survival.

But the ‘World’ could offer him many possibilities, including the possibility of victory.

According to the information from Xiao Ai, Xiong Batian’s condition was somewhat peculiar—it seemed she was just one step away from evolving into a Demon King.

If Xiong Batian could evolve into a Demon King, she would gain strong resistance and Skills against Unique Skills. With Zhai Guangyi’s support, she might truly become a force capable of opposing a Deity.

By then, Xiong Batian would possess a Demon King-level physique, combined with Zhai Guangyi’s own Deity-level Soul. This might indeed become one of his trump cards. Additionally, Xiong Batian’s special attribute Domain could potentially offset the numerical disadvantage against the ‘Abyss.’

Using the ‘World’ to help the weaker Followers resist the influence of the ‘Abyss,’ then having Xiong Batian unleash her Domain to inherit Zhai Guangyi’s terrifying attributes.

The only problem now was that Zhai Guangyi’s System Currency was nearly depleted. The energy to drive the ‘World’ all came from his own Soul Power. If it were completely exhausted, he would inevitably lose the Deity body of the Elven Divine Tree, Sylph, and those terrifying attributes would naturally vanish as well.

At that point, the only option would be to change races, take the second Evolution Path, and then Level Up again to reform a Divine body.

Zhai Guangyi didn’t go directly to meet Xiong Batian and the others. Instead, he continued forward on Feicui.

If the battle within the Dragonkin territory was something Xiong Batian and her group couldn’t intervene in, Zhai Guangyi would send them back. There was no need for them to get involved.

Zhai Guangyi was somewhat dissatisfied with how slowly Feicui was flying. Although Feicui was a Demigod Rank powerhouse, the Faerie Dragon race wasn’t adept at speed or strength; Magic and environment were his strengths.

Several barriers had been erected over the Dragonkin territory—some from within the Dragonkin, some from the Demon King, and others from the Demon King’s Army within the Forest. They were numerous and varied. Breaking these barriers would require a lot of energy; otherwise, teleportation couldn’t be used.

Zhai Guangyi could only fantasize that Feicui’s speed was comparable to a rocket. The moment this thought crossed his mind—

Feicui suddenly felt something was wrong. As he flew, he lost control of his balance and speed. With just a single flap of his wings, the terrifying wind pressure left him breathless, and in an instant, he had crossed hundreds of miles—a speed he had never experienced before.

Feicui knew this power came from the Deity. Not daring to slack off, he summoned immense determination to adapt to this terrifying speed and maintain his balance. Since the Deity had granted him power to increase his speed, every second now was incredibly precious. He dared not waste Zhai Guangyi’s time.

He had volunteered to follow Zhai Guangyi to see the Elven Divine Tree Sylph, so Feicui knew he needed to prove his worth, and now traveling swiftly was the best way to do it.

Terrifying flames erupted behind Feicui, the exaggerated fiery shockwaves melting much of the surrounding snow. A powerful propulsive force shot him directly into the sky.

Feicui was utterly stunned, and Zhai Guangyi also found it rather excessive. He had brought something from Earth into this world, which felt utterly fantastical. This force appeared and vanished just as quickly—in a mere instant, Feicui and Zhai Guangyi arrived above the golden barrier.

Feicui’s rear was scorched black by the high-temperature shockwaves, and Zhai Guangyi, feeling somewhat embarrassed, cast a healing spell on him.