Chapter 347 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The promotion of a god follower was both a great opportunity and a big danger for the Goddess of Bumper Harvest.

If failed, the elder would certainly die, and the Goddess of Bumper Harvest would still suffer heavy losses—after all, the elder was not strong enough, and his process of becoming a god depended entirely on the Goddess of Bumper Harvest. It was like two people climbing a mountain; if one was too tired to climb then the other had to lead him forward. Even if the one who led the way was a very powerful man, he would still feel very strenuous.

If something unexpected happened at this time, for example, landslides, earthquakes, beasts attack and people shooting, then their situation would become worse.

Of course, there would not be any landslides, but there were indeed many people who wanted to hide behind and shoot them, such as the Goddess of Wealth, Manissy.

Long before, when she learned that the church of the Goddess of Bumper Harvest was carrying out a big renovation to Rem City and hanging holy emblems everywhere, she had already guessed what her old rival wanted to do. Therefore, Manissy, whose powers for action had increased gradually after knowing Sui Xiong, acted quickly and found some viperous people through some hidden channels.

Of course, there involved many dirty transactions. To be honest, Manissy also did not want to contact those guys, but in order to deal with a god and a mid-level god, it was impossible for her to win if she did not have enough fighters or if her fighters were not strong enough and working hard. Her friends were either not strong nor worked hard to deal with a good god, so she had to find some viperous people who were disliked by anyone through some crooked ways.

In order to draw them over to her side, she had spent an astonishing sum of money, and when things were done, she had to pay the rest. All the Divine Power she had used from start to end was enough for her to promote a god follower.

But, Manissy thought it was worth her efforts.

If her plan could be carried out smoothly, the Goddess of Bumper Harvest, Moritre would suffer heavy losses. Even if she would not die, she may be unable to recover after a thousand years. By contrast, her career was on the rise, and she could certainly afford the price.

It was fairly cheap for her to kick the Goddess of Bumper Harvest out of the rank of her opponents with such Divine Power expenditure.

But it was not easy to want everything to go smoothly!

Manissy sighed when she thought of those unreliable mercenaries.

In order to maintain her image, she could not find those notorious but powerful men. Instead, she had to find those whose reputations were not bad, which meant they were not strong enough but very cautious.

If they were not strong, she had to find more people; and if they were cautious, she had to pay more. This had greatly increased her expenditure and the risk of failure of the plan.

The “middleman” guaranteed that the plan would surely succeed due to his reputation. His past experience with corporations also proved that this guy was a golden broker whose ability of playing schemes had reached the peak of perfection. At least there was no doubt in his ability, but when Manissy thought about the relationship between this guy and her allies, she could not help but worry.

I hope… it won’t go wrong…

After a while, the sun finally rose.

When the red sun appeared on the edge of the horizon, the elder on the holy emblem roared wildly and raised his shining staff high.

The surging power burst out of his body like an erupting volcano. Moreover, this power was gradually changing shape and becoming more powerful and pure, changing the direction of Divine Power.

In the sky, the Goddess of Bumper Harvest was radiating more Divine Power. She was like a pair of strong arms pulling the transformation of his powers in a certain direction.

At first glance, everything seemed to be going smoothly.

Among the on looking gods, at least two or three of them, including the God of Justice, Yorgaardman, shook their heads and sighed.

They were all the powerful gods at the top of the holy pedigree in the Pantheon.

These strong men who could reach that level had a far more extraordinary vision than any god. Although the ceremony seemed to go smoothly, at the moment they and noticed the fatal flaw.

In their eyes, this ceremony had already failed.

The elder of the church of the Goddess of Bumper Harvest who had become a semi-god for many years could not totally give up the road he had spent countless efforts on. When he felt the endless powers from the Goddess of Bumper Harvest in the end, he could not help but think of his original road.

Perhaps he was thinking that if he had such great powers, he could also succeed by his own road.

Or maybe he was thinking about something else, but it didn’t matter at all. What was important was that he was distracted at this moment.

At this critical moment, he finally could not stand completely firm and stick to the road that the Goddess of Bumper Harvest had studied and deliberated for him.

The Divine Power was still falling, his power was constantly transforming, and he seemed to be becoming a god firmly and slowly. But, in fact, everything was over.

Yorgaardman frowned, hesitated, and sent a message to the Goddess of Bumper Harvest, advising her not to waste her efforts anymore. He told her to cut off the link with the elder immediately in order to not to suffer more losses and protect herself.