Chapter 622 (2/2)

Even without her reminder, everyone had noticed that only the six Holy Sons and Holy Daughters from the Church of the God of Knowledge were sent to battle. Olian Geerteng, the Legendary Master, did not attack.

Although no one was certain whether the situation was just as how the Archbishop had predicted, this was unquestionably a great piece of news!

Now, it went from nine Legendary Masters to six. Furthermore, the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters from their side could be mobilized as descending gods any time to render assistance.

“What a great advantage!” said a berserker warrior with his mouth so open that even his long beard could not hide his excited smile. Like a wild, ferocious and hideous-looking beast about to go on a hunt, he said, “Seems like the Goddess of Fortune is smiling upon me and wants me to earn a big fortune!”

A female magician adept in space magic happened to be beside him and smiled when she heard what he said. “Not smiling upon ‘me,’ but smiling upon ‘us,'” she said. “Maybe after this battle has ended, we should all make a trip over to the Pantheon Temple and donate some offerings.”

“That’s not a problem at all. By that time, I will be loaded with cash.”

The tall elderly man walked over to the other side of the berserker warrior. This time, he also smiled as he said, “By that time, do remember to count me in. After receiving the luck bestowed upon us, we should always show how grateful we are.”

They continued their conversation as though no one else was around, looking as though they had already won the fight. Comrades who heard them simply had to laugh upon hearing their conversation. Even the Archbishop of the Church of the God of Aristocracy had to smile at their conversation, though she must be muttering in her heart, This is obviously my lord protecting us; how does this concern the Goddess of Fortune?

An army’s morale could either be boosted or deflated, and now was the time for them to boost theirs.

High up in the sky, the God of Aristocracy was also facing the God of Knowledge with a most complacent smile.

Without a doubt, his followers now had the upper hand. So long as no accidents happened, victory would be his to claim.

The God of Knowledge was rather nonchalant over the battle outcome. He merely wanted to teach the fellow, who had executed the Punishing Fist of Heaven and severely injured Olian, a good lesson. Winning the battle did not matter much to him; though of course, it would be good if they could win.

Even the God of War could not really ensure that he could win every single battle he fought, so so what if the God of Knowledge were to lose a battle or two. Did it really matter?

Even if this ended up being a failed attempt to block off the God of Aristocracy, and he successfully stepped into the realm of a great Divine Power—so what? No one could be certain of what would happen in the future. In the future, would there really be a war between the Void God System and the Human God System? By the time war was waged, who knew what the situation would be like?

In just more than 50 years, His Majesty had nurtured and cultivated three of his followers, and soon, there would be a fourth “God of Agriculture.” After another one to two hundred, the followers under his command would increase in number and power!

Not only that, but His Majesty’s allies would increase in number. Previously, he had formed alliances with the God of Justice and the Goddess of the Ocean, then the God of Desolation, and the Goddess of Wealth. Now, his allies had extended to the addition of the God of Law and the God of War. Furthermore, the God of War had brought along his entire God System to join in the alliance. In the future, his alliances would definitely grow steadily. By then, who could tell which side would be dominating through sheer weight of numbers!

Besides, the God of Aristocracy was making progress, and he was also making progress. Over the past 30 years, he had progressed from a mortal to become a mid-level Divine Power; given another few hundred years, he might already have stepped up into the level of a great Divine Power.

This was definitely not an idle dream of his. He was very confident. He knew that the Human God System would never allow the Master of Mystery to lead such a peaceful life. Rescinding the Master of Mystery’s sealed title and relegating him to the God of Mystery was only their first step. Sooner or later, they would strip him of all priesthoods related to “Mystery.” By that time, the God of Knowledge could seize the opportunity to tear apart the priesthood of Mystery; then he could easily gain a steady foothold and step up to the level of a great Divine Power!

Eventually, when the two god systems really came to a confrontation, he, the God of Knowledge, would absolutely not lose to the God of Aristocracy!

With such confidence, he smiled without the intention of backing off from any possible battle. And at the same moment when he smiled, the six Holy Sons and Holy Daughters picked up speed without warning and instantly became six streams of flowing light that directed their path towards the Archbishop of the Church of the God of Aristocracy.

For now, nothing else mattered more than what he wanted to do, and that was to first kill the guy who had injured Olian!