467 The Gues (1/2)

Anheuse stole a glance at Lucien. He was uncomfortable with the idea of discussing matters of such importance in the presence of Leviathan, who had only just become the Secret Praying Congress' seventh apostle. For all they know, he could be a spy sent by the evil god Antanas, looking for the whereabouts of the God of Flame and Destruction. They should have waited for him to pass the one year trial period and made sure that nothing was amiss about him before allowing him to participate in the discussion of core matters.

Members of the Secret Praying Congress were extremely cautious in Politown, for those who weren't were all already died, some even brought serious loss to the Secret Praying Congress.

”Why are we suddenly discussing this? I remember that the previous plan 'Missionary' had only recently been confirmed?” Anheuse looked at Jacob solemnly.

Jacob pressed the gray rose pattern on the corner of his shirt and replied in a low voice, ”this is the direct order of 'Crown'. We shall wait for him in silence.”

”Crown” was the Secret Praying Congress' leader, the Lord of Fire and Destruction's divine son, and the one claiming to be His incarnation. The father and son shared a body. As for apostles like Lucien, they were known as ”initiators”, those spreading the wisdom of religious discipline.

Anheuse's expressions finally relaxed, and he sat down on a chair on which the flame patterns formed the word ”five” in Barril tongue. Some apostles looked at Lucien with caution, while others did so with scrutiny or indifference. Lucien mirrored Anheuse's actions and found himself the silver chair with the pattern ”seven”. He appeared as if he had been at his own home.

”Leviathan, Norton has spread the word that you have great strength, on par with the worst of the divine-blooded. Is that true?” A mess of white beard covered Jacob's face, making his expressions hard to read.

The other apostles stared at the dark red round table, as though they had not heard Jacob's question, nor were they waiting for Lucien's answer. Though strength of this degree was rare among humans, it was not unprecedented. Being on par with the worst divine-blooded also referred solely to raw strength. As soon as the divine-blooded used the ”Supernatural Power” of their bloodline, they cast miraculous spells and control nature itself. A human with super strength would then fare no better than a normal human, and death would follow swiftly.

Black hair and black eyes, Lucien's appearance was that of an ordinary Barril man. He replied with a smile, ”I have not fought with any divine-blooded yet and thus can't say how I fare against them. However, it is enough to deal with common monsters.”

Lucien had claimed that his injury was the result of an encounter with a terrifying monster in the wild and that he had escaped only due to his natural strength. Norton, who was only capable of using spell-like abilities, was amazed by the knight's strength. This could be one of the reasons why he recommended Lucien to become the seventh apostle.

Jacob's back straightened, but there was no change in his gaze nor his tone of voice. ”Then your future Seed of Spirit might lean towards that direction. Strength to crumble city walls, skin tough enough to withstand sword and spear, as well as immense speed. Just like that of the fiend Antanas before he killed his father.”

According to Angornorma's legends, The Lord of War Antanas was the son of the Lord of Sky. He was a demigod of boundless strength; Even the sharpest blade could leave only scratches on him. Despite slaying the nine great monsters terrorizing the empire, he was blamed by the Lord of Sky. As such, he rebelled and killed his father, and rose to the main god of the Angonormanian pantheon.

”However, you need to use your strength to serve the great Lord of Fire and Destruction before you can attain such power,” said Jacob before Lucien could respond. Jacob had said similar pieces to all new members of the Secret Praying Congress, those who had yet to receive the Seed of Spirit.

Suddenly, the secret hall was filled with the air of heat and destruction, as though a fire had befallen.

Jacob rose from his seat. He placed his hand over his chest and lowered his head. ”Welcome, Crown.”

The other apostles followed suit. Lucien did likewise while judging the power of the ”Crown” at the same time. If ”Crown” had released his aura without restraint to intimidate the initiators, then his strength was about level seven. However, his aura was extremely strange — It was not a suppression of spiritual power, or willpower domination, or even divine pressure. In fact, it felt like a mix of the three. Nothing about it was outstanding.

False God, incarnation, son of god… Lucien secretly thought that things are getting more and more interesting by the minute

For Lucien, the main goal of joining the Secret Praying Congress was to gather information and to avoid danger. Research had only been a secondary motive. However, the things that he had been exposed to kept tugging at his arcanist instincts. He found himself wanting to actively participate in the matters of the Secret Praying Congress. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

Meanwhile, Lucien calculated in his mind: If ”Crown” really is the sole incarnation of the Lord of Fire and Destruction, then the false god's level should be at eight. For the Lord of War to allow him to escape, it appears that the Lord of War is not yet of the legendary level. Probably at the peak of level nine.

In the early phases of the War of Dawn, the sorcerers that survived the massacre of the Saint Truth Church did not know much about the false gods. But with the rise of Thanatos Vicente Miranda, the congress later obtained much information on the false gods from the South Church

Despite having limited knowledge about the false gods due to his limited access, Lucien knew enough to know that false gods were capable of using their power to create incarnations. The incarnations will peak at a power one level lower than that of the original, and their numbers were limited at two. If more incarnations were to be created, their power level would need to be lowered.

Since the Secret Praying Congress had claimed that they were the main group worshipping Lord of Fire and Destruction, Lucien deduced that this incarnation of Avando was of the strongest type.

A young beautiful raven-haired man appeared from the shadows of the stone hall. He donned a pure white robe, and an olive garland sat on his head. The phantom flame covering his exposed skin gave his muscles a sense of beauty and strength.