Chapter 1286: The Message

Light of Truth Building, Central City, Pacifica Island.

Pope Eloise of the New Light Church sat on a high seat wearing a silver mask, listening to the orchestra rehearsing a newly composed hymn suite.

There is a lead singer who is particularly in harmony with the music and they blend into one naturally. His voice is light at first and then becomes high-pitched, which naturally reminds people of the first ray of light rising in the morning mist.

Each note carries a holy and solemn rhythm, ethereal yet powerful.

But halfway through, a prompt sounded on his mask, he raised his hand, and all the performers stopped immediately.

The assistant ceremonial officer waved his hand at this time, and the performers stood up, bowed, and left in an orderly manner while trying not to make any noise.

The ceremonial officer said: “Your Holiness, the light you hold up penetrates the fog of darkness, illuminates the way for us, and reveals the future…”

After some compliments, he got to the point:

"The federal government invited our representatives yesterday and decided to attack the Tianji Sect. This is exactly what you predicted..."

There was no expression on Elose's mask. After the assistant praised for a while, he bowed his head deeply. Then he heard a voice coming from above: "What does the federal government want us to do?"

The assistant ceremonial officer said: “The federal government hopes that the attack on the Tianji Sect will be carried out in the name of our New Light Sect and the Original Sect.

They promised that if we agreed to this, they would consider the conditions we had proposed.”

Elose sat there quietly. He knew very well the federal government's intention in doing this. In addition to not wanting to disrupt the international situation on the surface, it was also to reduce risks.

After all, there is a higher power in the Tianji Sect. If things are successful, the benefits will not be theirs, but if something goes wrong, they will have to bear many of the costs.

He said, "What's the news from the West Bank Parliament?"

The ceremonial officer said: "Their opinions are consistent with the federal government, and several federal MPs have expressed the hope that we can accept the federal government's conditions as soon as possible."

At this moment, messages flashed on Elose's mask, all of which were many subtle suggestions sent to him by the West Coast Party members.

Their attitude was fine at the moment, but he knew that if they didn't respond soon, they would resort to intimidation and inducement.

He slowly raised his head to look at the burning torch on top of the building and said, "Tell them we have agreed to this."

He had no choice but to agree. The New Light Sect had deep ties with the West Coast Parliament. The West Coast Parliament was now asking him to take the lead, in fact, it was hoping to gain the greatest benefit after destroying the Tianji Sect. So this time, instead of rejecting the Executive Government's proposal, the West Coast Parliament tried its best to ask him to agree.

The original sect was undoubtedly promoted by the East Coast Party. He remembered that there seemed to be no saints in the original sect, so most of the benefits would probably be taken away by the East Coast Party.

And because this government is ruled by the East Coast Party, the greatest political capital will also fall into the hands of the East Coast Party. The West Coast Party should also know this. Even if they are still so active, the East Coast Party may have promised them a lot this time.

He said, "Has anyone from the Primitive Sect come to communicate with us?"

The ceremonial officer bowed and said, "We have not received any news yet, Pope. Do you need to arrange for someone to contact him?"

Elose seemed to be thinking about something, and finally said, "Okay, you ask them to pass the message to the original sect and tell them that I want to meet with their Bishop Morton to discuss some things in private."

Tanley Islands, off the eastern coast of the Federation.

The Primitive Archbishop Cyrus Morton, dressed in bishop's robes, was presiding over a grand ceremony.

Almost all the main church officials were present, leading thousands of believers in chanting rituals with strange rhythms and obscure language.

At this moment, ritual stones engraved with symbols have been erected on every island in the archipelago. They seem to echo each other, forming an invisible field, drawing some indescribable power to the main island.

Under the dark grey sky, amidst the vast chanting, a crack suddenly appeared above the altar, and a twisted object could be seen flickering there.

All the believers showed fanatical eyes and knelt down.

High on the altar, seven people stood quietly behind Morton, like his shadows.

At this time, he walked slowly towards the crack, but just as he approached the twisted thing.

Among the seven people behind him, the bodies of three of them suddenly began to swell, and were stretched and kneaded wantonly by an invisible force. After just a few breaths, they exploded with a bang and turned into flesh and blood on the ground.

Morton couldn't help but stop, and the crack flickered a few times, then suddenly closed, and the chanting stopped abruptly.

He looked back at the flesh and blood on the ground and knew that the three newly found carriers were still unqualified.

The purer the original desire is, the better. He spent decades to find the original seven, but now three are missing, which makes it impossible for him to complete some of his communication and ascension rituals. However, desire cannot be contained, but should be released as much as possible, so each one has its own will and cannot be completely controlled.

In the past, with the carrier's ability and his spiritual attachment, it was basically impossible for him to encounter danger. However, he did not expect to encounter a being suspected to be the Son of Gold, which caused him to suffer losses one after another, and now even the ceremony has been affected.

But the more this happened, the more interested he became in the Golden Son, and the more he wanted to make him his carrier.

At this time, a bird's cry was heard in the sky, and a red eagle with a fiery red head feathers landed and stood on a ceremonial pillar.

Morton took a look and saw that Hong E's implanted eyes directly read the information. He said with interest, "The Tianji Sect..."

He stared at the bird for a while and read the rest of the content. In view of the importance of the message it conveyed, he temporarily suspended the ceremony. The believers bowed to him and dispersed from the square in an orderly manner.

He returned to the temple on the island and called over the external directors in charge of extra-religious affairs.

After everyone arrived, a director said, "Archbishop, the Federation requires us to respond within three days."

"There is also Pope Elose of the New Light Church. He sent an envoy here, hoping to have a private meeting with the archbishop."

"Our church members who serve in the parliament have reported that this is a joint decision by the East and West Coast factions. The executive government will force the process through. If we don't agree, they will try to replace us with a group of people who are willing to agree."

After the directors had added information from all sides, the scene fell into silence. They all clearly felt that the Federation's attitude this time was very firm, and it was not comparable to any previous time. There was no room for compromise or maneuver.

Morton then reached out and took off the mask covering his face, revealing the face of a middle-aged man with high cheekbones, deep eye sockets, sharp eyes, and an impressive hooked nose.

However, judging from the overall features of his face, he was not a Federation citizen, but had the typical appearance of a primitive people.

He said to the directors who were bowing their heads, "Then report to the Federation that the original sect agrees to participate in this operation. Also, have the messenger of the New Light Church tell Pope Elose that I will be waiting for him at the ruins of the old church in Ammon Continent in two days."

Huansuo Island, headquarters of the international investigation team.

In the center of the island are stone buildings in the Gujonian style. Sculptures, colonnades, fountains, and amphitheaters are scattered around, and the aesthetic elements of the classical era are almost everywhere on the island.

Although located in a remote and cold area, the courtyard is full of green trees, lush flowers and leaves, and a vibrant scene everywhere.

This is because as one of the former headquarters of the Great Alliance, there is a secret ceremony arranged by gathering the strength of countries around the world, and there is also a rare first-class relic placed here, so it can ensure that the climate here remains pleasant all year round.

The head of the international investigation team, Kruphins Meteora, sat casually on a broken stone pillar, looking at the notification letter from the Federation in his hand.

He has a resolute face, full muscles all over his body, and is wearing a Guyono robe. When he sits still, he looks like a perfect sculpture.

Several elders and senior counselors from the investigation team surrounded him with anxious expressions.

"The Federation has decided to do this and has promised not to destroy the World Ring, but is unwilling to reveal any details to us."

A young senior counselor said angrily: "I have asked many times in a row, but there has been no response. They don't want to answer us and they never respect us."

Everyone present looked at each other and felt helpless because this was the fact.

The international investigation team can exert a certain influence on small countries in general, but countries like the Federation and Dashun often seek leverage from the other side when dealing with problems.

But now that an agreement has been reached between the two countries, there is nothing they can do but accept it.

But they all feel very uneasy, because once this example is set, other countries will see it and may ignore them in the future, and the international order that has continued after the great alliance may completely disappear.

A famous elder said in a deep voice: "Since things have come to this, Captain, we can only endorse this action. If we don't speak out in time, then when things happen, I'm afraid the reputation of the investigation team will be hit even harder."

At this time, Meteora stood up from the broken pillar. He was more than twice as tall as everyone else, standing there like a giant, looking like a majestic god walking out of mythology.

He said in a deep voice: "The world's order needs to be maintained, and the World Ring must not be destroyed. Prepare an airship to the Federation."

The elder was surprised and a little excited at the same time: "The captain is going to the Federation?"

Meteora said in a deep voice: "Order is maintained by strength, not by relying on the grace of others. I will show them what they want to see."

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(End of this chapter)

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