Chapter 1691: Chapter 533: Flip the Table If You Can’t Win
Receiving Wayne’s definite answer, along with a string of titles and praises, Michael felt unprecedented satisfaction and knelt on one knee, saying, “Lord Son of the Holy, Michael is willing to accept the task. For you, I will beco a Demon God of Hell.”
“Excellent.”
Wayne never doubted Michael’s abilities. If he said he could accomplish the task, he surely could beco a Demon God: “Let know before becoming a god; I want to see how you ignite the Divine Fire.”
Regarding Divine Fire and Becoming a God, the four goddesses of Idinis had told Wayne more than once. It’s too mystical, and even with packaged images, Wayne found it hard to understand and simulate.
He needed to witness everything in person, preferably observing it all within Michael’s body.
Among Wayne’s entire retinue, Michael was closest to godhood, followed by Hexuno, and then Sarosia. These three were of great value to cultivate.
If he could glean Becoming a God experiences from them, Wayne’s own path would beco much simpler.
Moreover, he wanted to test whether Michael could indeed beco a god.
Sarosia once said that the knowledge bestowed by Wayne was sufficient to help her challenge the divine position, but due to the changes in the Essence of Life, she saw no possibility of igniting the Divine Fire.
To be precise, she couldn’t sense the Divine Fire.
The specific reason was unknown. It could be that the Essence of Life was too powerful, requiring more knowledge for godhood, or it could be that the Essence of Life was too strong, distorting the path of evolution and thus insulating her from the Divine Fire.
Fundantally, all these were caused by changes in the Essence of Life.
Then there’s Aztemo, after the changes in the Essence of Life, although she remained the Goddess of Death, she could not ascend to the position of Life Goddess through the natural information she possessed. The reason was unclear, but Aztemo felt the problem wasn’t with her, it was with Wayne.
Wayne believed there was no problem with himself; he was simply too unique, lacking any comparable cases, thus unable to clarify where the issue lay.
“Are the Ancient Gods… gods?”
“These current deities, they call themselves New Gods… are they gods?”
“Who truly is a god?”
These questions aren’t solvable by re thinking; only through trials can answers be found. Michael has the greatest potential to beco a god. Whether he succeeds or not, it will provide Wayne with crucial clues.
If he succeeds, that’s certainly good; if not… even better.
In this way, Wayne need not dwell on the Divine Fire; his path of evolution isn’t on the sa track as the New Gods. The rules applicable to goddesses like Idinis don’t apply to him.
“If this is the case, the realms of the Mages hold no aning for . Their evolution requires step-by-step progress; my evolution… only requires the fulfillnt of desires.”
Wayne frowned deeply, recalling the Ancient God on Dragonheart Island, who attempted to satisfy his greatest desire.
Knowledge!
“That’s not right, if I only satisfy the desire for knowledge, I will be overwheld by imnse knowledge, losing other desires. At that point, I will no longer be myself…”
Wayne’s frown deepened, muttering, “It could serve as a trump card; if I can’t beat the Four Horsen, I’ll flip the table. If I lose my humanity, none of you will fare well either.”
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On August 14th, a special flight from the Naturalism Church arrived in Lundan.
Pope Saina led with the Philosopher’s Stone from the Naturalism Church Headquarters, traveling lightly, and completed the relocation of the Church headquarters.
Besides the Naturalism Church, the Darkness, Sun, and Moonlight are also hurriedly relocating, along with the already established Death Church Headquarters, the Five Churches have gathered in Lundan.
This was Wayne’s intention to eliminate all risks. Not only did the Divine Nation gather together, but the Church headquarters must also cluster together.
Originally, there was a plan to move the Heavenly Father’s Court headquarters as well, but alas, the Papal State was too large, and Wayne needed to guard against Yeloin, thus excluding the Papal State.
Such large-scale relocation was unfriendly to the local populace; Lundan’s Magical Departnt Headquarters trembled in fear, and the Queen couldn’t sleep through the night.
According to rumors, Queen Sophia’s temper has recently been quite fiery, spewing harsh words at any short-haired blond woman she sees.
For this, Juno, the Princess Knight with a stylish short haircut, often bore the brunt of the scolding.
Juno secretly reported to Wayne, revealing the evil, jealous, and ugly-faced Sophia privately badmouthed Saint Slyphy often.
The rough aning was about stealing love; not only did she snatch her husband, but also took her son.
Wayne pondered it all but couldn’t quite understand, politely declining Juno’s invitation for afternoon tea.
Being with an unmarried pair, going to the Princess Manor for tea… Hmph, is this tea-drinking? It’s clearly a ploy to seduce his body.
The Son of the Holy must protect himself when out, diligently guarding against eager young nuns!
This principle was clear to Wayne even before he beca the Son of the Holy; Juno intended a double approach to trap him, but it’s not that easy.
Wayne advised Juno not to bother; from the mont she was corrupted, escaping was impossible. Entry tickets to Heaven wouldn’t lack anyone, least of all her.
She need not exert herself to lie down; lying down would be enough to get her into Heaven.
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Library, office.
“Regina.”
“Nelson!”
The twin sisters hugged each other, identical faces touching, bouncing around, chirping away, very lively.
Differentiating these sisters is quite difficult, but fortunately, their makeup varies, and their attire differs entirely. Regina wears a lady’s suit, a typical secretary look, while Nelson is dressed in a Naturalism Church robe, similar to the Pope’s robe, in white, markedly distinct.
Additionally, the aura of Resentful Spirit and the retinue are entirely different, allowing Wayne to recognize who is who instantly.
He’s not bragging; he’s always been adept at distinguishing twins, just like Philona’s two followers—never mistaking them once. Even without the aforentioned traits, he can tell Regina from Nelson.
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