Chapter 624 (2/2)

It was now six against two, where those two were still in a daze. The outcome, of course, was just like what people would see after all the smoke and dust had dispersed.

What strange methods this Oracle has. The Void God System is indeed worthy enough to be an underling of that giant jellyfish. Even a mere Oracle could boast such amazing ability!

With a single wave, the God of Aristocracy brought the souls of the two Sacred Warriors back into his God’s Kingdom as he secretly lamented his loss.

Perhaps, I should also study and research to see if it is possible to design some Oracles with special abilities…

When the various gods were creating their Oracles, they would generally consider purely the combat power or an Oracle’s preaching ability. Abilities in other aspects were basically not taken into consideration because there was no need to.

The God of Aristocracy naturally did the same. But today, seeing how impressive the Oracles from the Void God System were and the chemistry they had in splitting the task and working together with one another so effectively, he could not help but start to rethink his past practices. He felt that perhaps there were areas that might have been wrong and require some adjustments and modifications.

On the other side, the God of Knowledge maintained his silence just as he did from the very beginning. Thinking about his six possessed bodies falling into a predicament thus having to rely on Xiao’ao’s sacrifice to turn the tables in order to kill the two Sacred Warriors from the other side, or the subsequent vicious battle where it cost him a dear price of four casualties, with two injured and two dead, just to kill the Archbishop of the Church of the God of Aristocracy—all this while, the God of Knowledge remained passive and did not do anything.

This was not because he had such a deep character that he concealed his emotions. It was because the body that he left in the sky was, in fact, only an empty shell used to hide his true intentions and cover his tracks.

With the help of the pills that Sui Xiong had given him, he had invested a large amount of divinity during this descent and had hidden this divinity within the body of one of the Holy Sons.

In other words, he was near to descending in his own true form. He was only hiding his true ability and waiting for the critical moment where he could turn the tables!

Now, he had no time for any distractions.

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It was four against six, where two were quite severely injured so their combined strength might only be the equivalent of one.

Such a situation was truly an extreme disadvantage for the God of Knowledge. Especially when the Legendary Masters of the Church of the God of Aristocracy were fully prepared with all their strengths poured into the game. They were truly doing their utmost best. With the death of the Archbishop and the loss of the two Sacred Warriors, the leaders representing the Church of the God of Aristocracy for this battle could be said to have been completely wiped out. In the end, the surviving ones were more of those from the core level that consisted of members like the trio of the elderly man, the middle-aged man and the jolly green fellow—who were not considered leaders—or the trio consisting of settlers from other places, who were only hired for the purpose of fighting battles. If they did not put in more effort to strive for victory, they would most certainly be criticized when they returned to the church.

Or even if they were so powerful that people did not dare to criticize them upfront, people could still point fingers and make comments behind their backs. What could they do then? Not to mention, the criticisms made by the mortals. They could perhaps choose not to accept those, but what about the criticisms from His Majesty, the God of Aristocracy?

The moment the thought of them possibly upsetting the God of Aristocracy crossed their minds, the six Legendary Masters immediately felt a shudder in their bones and tasted bitterness in their mouth. They had to fight with everything they had to the best they could. They had to fight hard to win a beautiful battle.

Now that the mistake was made, it was simply impossible to salvage anything. They could only hope that they could atone for their mistake by accomplishing a victorious win.

So long as they could kill all the six god-possessed bodies sent by the God of Knowledge and win this duel of the churches, then at the very least, they could still be considered to have accomplished their mission. In the future, when they had to face His Majesty, the God of Aristocracy, at least they could hope that he would not brood over their past mistake and hold it against them. Instead, they hoped that he would mete out a lighter punishment.

Now, this was all they could count on, nothing else but this.

So they shouted, roared and screamed as they fought, and the battle grew even wilder than before. Then, once again, gunfire fell from the sky…