After reaching the maximum level, my "soft rice system" finally arrived.

Then, she sat down in the seat behind her, her smile fading slightly.

.......

"Ciel, since you're here... then that means..."

"Do they exist in that newly discovered world?"

"Yes."

Charles nodded, gazing at the high priest before him.

"Moreover—some of the false gods in that world should correspond to some of the Seven Gods of Dawn who existed in the Western Continent in the past."

Charles didn't beat around the bush; he got straight to the point.

"So... I'd like to borrow a few of the 'holy relics' they left behind."

"I know......"

"These things... are still preserved only within the Dawn Church."

A moment of tranquility descended upon the dawn.

Sacred Relics —

Or perhaps it is a "legacy of the gods".

This is a tool bestowed by the gods upon the most devout believers; it is also a key.

A key that can overcome countless obstacles and lead to the origin of the divine kingdom of the gods.

In a sense... the "sacred relic" possesses functions similar to Renata's "star-favored" physique, both capable of directly interfering with the origin of the gods.

However, having experienced that cataclysmic event where the gods were slaughtered, most of the false gods would certainly be wary of Renata's abilities...

Even if Renata were to activate the "blasphemous Trojan Horse" again, it would likely be ineffective.

But "sacred objects" are different—

This is one of the few weaknesses that false gods have...

At the same time, it is also one of the necessary tools for Xia Er's subsequent plans.

certainly--

The "sacred relic" was lent out.

This means that -

The Dawn Church will completely betray the Seven Gods of Dawn.

Even though no gods have been seen on the Western Continent for thousands of years, the Dawn Church is now completely independent of the Seven Gods, and its faith has become its own system...

But regardless, they were the original creators of the Dawn Church...

Making a complete break is easier said than done.

Charles's gaze remained calm as he stared directly at the high priest before him, showing no sign of backing down...

This is unavoidable...

The opponent is a false god whose projections span the multiverse and who has an infinite number of chances to start over...

Only by trying everything possible and making every effort can we find a chance to win.

Therefore, even knowing that the High Priest might refuse, and even causing a rift in the relationship between the Dawn Church and the Black Tower, Charles would never give up the opportunity before him.

.......

"Char..."

"What do you think gods are?"

The high priest's calm words broke the silence of the dawn.

"By plundering the power of faith to condense projections, they gained control over some of the world's rules and powers, resulting in a leap in the essence of their lives..."

"More powerful superhumans."

Charles answered.

however.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the high priest in front of him shake his head slightly.

"What you're talking about is what you wizards define as a false god, or rather, the threshold on the path to godhood..."

"But that's not the case..."

"The god in the eyes of ordinary people and believers..."

The high priest's gentle voice slowly rang out.

What are gods?

"Extend a helping hand to those in dire straits..."

"To bring light to those in darkness..."

"Giving food to the hungry..."

"To show the way forward to those who have lost their way..."

"Rather than saying that God loves the world, it would be more accurate to say that those who love the world... are all gods."

The high priest looked at Charles with his gentle, watery eyes.

"To the inhabitants of the Dawn World, the Shire who lit up the new sun for them... is the god of the sun."

"For countless children who have lost the opportunity to learn due to poverty... the Black Tower Bookstore, which enables every child to learn to read and write and to study arcane arts with inexpensive popular science books and textbooks, is the god of knowledge."

"For those famine victims who once suffered horrific deaths and resorted to cannibalism... you who invented high-yield crops so that everyone could have enough to eat... are the god of abundance."

"Our Church of Dawn still reveres God..."

"But the God we revere... has always loved humanity in the same way..."

The high priest paused slightly.

"If it were twenty years ago, before you burst onto the scene..."

"Then perhaps I would decline such a proposal."

"Because, compared to the chaotic world of twenty years ago, a time of constant war and widespread suffering..."

"I believe that if the seven gods were to return, it would indeed bring order to most of the common people in this world..."

"It brings a life that, though monotonous, is peaceful and tranquil, far superior to one of war and chaos..."

The high priest walked to the bookshelf and placed a scroll he was holding on it.

Following the direction of the high priest, Ciel noticed that the bookshelves were filled with periodicals published by the Black Tower Bookstore, covering the latest magical technologies and inventions.

He glanced at one of the books at random; the title read, "The Magic Lamp - An Invention That Changed the World After Two Thousand Experiments with Filament Materials."

These are technical journals that Black Tower wizards don't usually read...

Because the journal's content focuses more on the application of magical techniques in daily life, it differs greatly from the cutting-edge arcane theories that wizards are interested in...

Compared to the former, the latter seems rather old-fashioned and plain...

After all, cultivating crops under the scorching sun in the loess soil... is naturally not as sophisticated as sitting in a laboratory studying the double helix structure of genes.

But I didn't expect...

This high priest, who held the most esteemed position in the Western Continent, actually collected all of these periodicals without missing a single issue.

And judging from the looks of it, it seems to be flipping through it frequently.

"However, that was my view from twenty years ago."

"Today..."

"After witnessing firsthand the changes you've brought to this world...to the lives of countless residents..."

The high priest slowly walked up to Ciel and looked at him with his gentle, watery eyes.

"But I'm willing to believe you—"

"The wizards who believe in the Darkest Tower..."

"I believe..."

"The future of the Western Continent, the future of civilization... should not be confined to this small continent by the Seven Gods..."

“You... can bring a future far brighter, more hopeful and vibrant than that of the Seven Gods to the inhabitants of this world.”

The high priest's eyes shone with a magnificent light.

She gazed at Charles, the light in her eyes slowly fading.

Immediately afterwards, a hint of cunning appeared in the high priest's gentle and beautiful eyes.

"but......

"The sacred object is a treasure passed down from our Church of Dawn... If it is lent to you wizards who do not know how to cherish it, it will probably vanish into thin air and never be recovered."

"so--"