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Chapter 110 The Current Situation of the Two Churches

On a farm far outside of New York City, the owner of the farm has gone to work tending his land.

And in his farm, hundreds of people in black robes gathered.

They monitor the environment around the farm at all times to prevent intrusion.

The farmer's original house was naturally borrowed by the man in black robes for his dozen core senior executives to hold meetings.

"High Priest, what should we do? The believers in New York have either been forced to convert or have been sent to prison. Our faith in New York is almost wiped out!"

Evans said angrily that even the rich white man had been arrested at this moment.

When the Son of God displayed his miracle, he, who had already turned into a monster, actually revealed his true form.

So, at the instruction of the President, he was captured directly by agents from the FBI and SHIELD.

Naturally, his huge fortune was eaten up by other masters.

Evans' voice was full of despair and unwillingness, but the anger in his eyes had never been extinguished. It was a kind of pain for his faith being trampled upon.

"Yeah, we were almost successful, but in the end."

Casillas' voice was also full of resentment. The plan was obviously going smoothly, but at the last minute, it was disrupted by the unethical god on the opposite side!

If the King in Yellow had not disregarded his status and attacked mortals, their great Cthulhu would have had to show up to protect them.

As a result, the dispute between the two gods actually attracted the Son of Yahweh, and they didn't even win.

Casillas naturally would not think that the Cthulhu he believed in was no match for a mere son of God.

The great Cthulhu is sleeping in R'lyeh. The one who descended this time was only one of his incarnations, while the opponent descended in person, so the opponent got a big advantage.

Otherwise, the great Cthulhu could crush a mere Son of God to death in a blink of an eye.

“The wheel of fate never stops turning because of personal will. Although we encounter setbacks, the flame of faith has never been extinguished. True believers can find the way to light even in darkness.”

Casillas did not give up. Their foundation had not been damaged, but there were still hundreds of priests. The Church of Dagon would not be destroyed so easily!
"But, Archpriest, what should we do now? The church is in a terrible state."

No matter how nice Casillas' words sound, just like the "Northern Hunt", the Dagon Church is now like a stray dog.

Because of the appearance of the god, the people of Dagon's Church fled from New York in a hurry, carrying nothing with them.

Not only the cash in the church, but even the items blessed by God were all lost in New York.

After they escaped, they found that all the funds in their accounts were frozen.

Otherwise, the dignified Dagon Church would not have done such evil activities as killing people and seizing land.

The truth is, they have nothing left except people.

"New York, there's no going back."

When Casillas thought of the powerful strength of the Son of God, he felt a little scared. In addition, he heard today that the Son of God had performed miracles, so Casillas was even more afraid to go.

Before the great Cthulhu awakens, New York will be his forbidden area. There is no way, no one knows whether the Son of God will be as shameless as the King in Yellow and attack them, the priests.

"Now that New York is a thing of the past, we must look to the future and find new hope in the unknown." Casillas' voice was a little hesitant. As a leader, he actually didn't know where to go.

“We need to rebuild, start from a new starting point, and let our faith take root and sprout in the dark until it blooms brightly again.”

But where should this new starting point be?
"High Priest, there is something I don't know whether I should say or not."

Seeing that Casillas was frowning, a priest slowly took a few steps forward, ready to share his insights with Casillas, hoping to bring some enlightenment to the confused leader.

Casillas turned around, a hint of fatigue in his eyes, and nodded slightly, not noticing the strange light in the priest's eyes, motioning for the priest to continue.

"High Priest, since we can become deep divers, why don't we go to the seaside to develop the faith of the great Cthulhu?"

Casillas' eyes suddenly widened when he heard this. Yes, why don't they develop by the sea?

At the seaside, as deep divers, they can attack or defend, and they are not as helpless as in the big cities. The worst that can happen is that they can develop in the deep sea. Is it possible that anyone can chase them there?

How did you originally think of developing in the city?
It seems that he came to New York to find the Son of God, and then he was attracted by the prosperity of the big city and simply stayed there.

Now that I think about it, I really shouldn’t have developed my business by the sea earlier. There wouldn’t be so many problems.

"Very good, this is a good suggestion you made. I appreciate it. What is your name?"

"Obeid, Obed Marsh."

"Master Ancient One, what do you mean by this? The Lord provides us with strength and stands up for us in times of crisis, but you are actually going to abandon the Lord at the most critical moment of the church?"

Mordo looked at Ancient One angrily, the rage in his heart about to erupt like a volcano. After so many years of practice, he should be able to suppress the anger in his heart, but today it was impossible.

"Mordo, my friend, I share your anger, but please allow me to explain."

Gu Yi's voice was still as gentle as ever, but now her gentleness seemed so glaring to Mordo.

Hypocrisy, so hypocritical!

"Mordo, the power of the Yellow King is not something we mages can easily control. If we continue to use his power, sooner or later we will become the Yellow King's slaves."

Ancient One sighed. Now, she had to admit that she couldn't control the power of the Yellow King after all.

Unlike Dormammu and other dimensional demons before, she cannot get the power of the Yellow King for free.

"Ancient One, you have been using the power of the Yellow King for so long, and after His brief defeat, you are saying this?
As expected, just as Casillas said, you are so hypocritical that it makes people sick! "

Ancient One could also feel Mordo's anger, but...

"Mordo, I know you are full of doubt and anger towards me now, but please believe that all the decisions I make are based on my deep love for this world and careful consideration for the future. I hope you can understand that after recognizing the truth, you can abandon the power of the Yellow King like me."

"No, Ancient One, there will never be such a day!"

Ancient One sighed, waved his hands, and left before Mordo could stop him, leaving him and the remaining mages here.

"Ancient One, you coward!"

"coward!"

(End of this chapter)