Wizard: I use my omniscience to interpret the truth.

Upon hearing Vera's words, the being in the darkness casually replied without a care in the world.

"A curse? Even the Goddess of Curses couldn't curse me. You, a mere mortal, are simply delusional."

"Fine, considering how much you've helped me, I won't toy with you anymore. I'll let you die a quick death."

"Moreover, you can rest assured that I will definitely fulfill your wish, reignite the flames of war in this divinely granted land, and spread my faith."

After saying this, seeing that Villar still had that gritted-teeth expression, neither refuting nor pleading with tears streaming down his face, the being in the darkness seemed to lose interest: "Make your move."

"Pfft—"

As soon as the voice from the darkness faded, the soldiers thrust their longswords forward and plunged them into Veral's body.

Villar did not die immediately. Supporting himself against the longsword piercing his body, he looked into the darkness and grinned maliciously.

"Abulan, I'll be waiting for you down there, waiting for those sorcerers to send you down."

"Oh, no, when you fall into the hands of those wizards, your fate will be ten thousand times worse than mine. You'll never find release. You..."

Before Vera could finish speaking, she had already died, lying in a pool of blood.

At the same time, a man with the same face and figure as the statue, but appearing somewhat ethereal, floated out of the darkness.

Upon seeing this person, the soldiers with swords did not make any move, as if they had not seen him at all.

Walking to Villa's body, Abudan looked down at it, a contemptuous smile appearing on his lips, and sneered disdainfully.

"Wizard? It seems that this kind of creature has left a deep impression on you, otherwise you wouldn't have used it to frighten me on your deathbed."

"But mortals are just mortals, they will never know the greatness and power of the gods. I guess those wizards are nothing more than a bunch of bugs who have mastered supernatural abilities."

"If they don't come, I can live a little longer. But if they dare to come, I don't mind crushing them all to death."

After saying this, Abudan waved for the soldiers to carry Verra's body away and ordered the bloodstains in the hall to be cleaned up.

Verra's death did not cause any ripples in the castle, as if the castle had forgotten its master and it made no difference whether he was there or not.

At this moment, Abultan sat on a row of wooden chairs closest to the statue, with his back to the gate and facing the statue holding a spear, a smile on his lips.

At the same time, a tall man walked into the hall with a solemn expression, came up behind Abuldan, and said respectfully.

"Master, your servant has arrived. Is there anything you require of your servant? Please give your orders; it would be my honor."

Abuldan did not turn around, but continued to gaze at the statue and spoke.

"Now the obstacles that prevented me from saving those lost sheep have been removed, and you can spread my glory to more people and to more distant places."

Upon hearing Abultan's words, the tall man's expression turned fanatical, his face flushed red: "May the light of the Lord redeem the lost sheep!"

Seeing the tall man's appearance, Abuldan nodded in satisfaction: "Then let's get started."

The tall man nodded respectfully: "I will obey the Lord's command."

After saying that, the tall man turned and walked out.

But before he could take a few steps, he heard Abuldan's voice again behind him.

"Wait, do you recognize these two of my soldiers? Do you know where they went?"

Upon hearing Abulan's words, the tall man immediately stopped and turned to look in Abulan's direction.

At some point, Abuldan, who had been sitting with his back to the tall man, stood up and faced the tall man.

Beside Abudan, a blood-red cloud of mist appeared.

As the tall man looked over, the crimson cloud rapidly churned violently, eventually transforming into the shapes of two men.

These two were none other than the two people Byron had encountered and killed: Azer and Charles.

Upon seeing the appearance of the two men, the tall man immediately nodded and bowed respectfully.

“My Lord, I know these two people. Their names are Azer and Shar. They came to me this morning and told me that they know of someone with a pure soul and want to bring him as a sacrifice to the Lord.”

"I naturally couldn't refuse such a request. If I had the time, I would have gone with them."

At this point, the tall man paused, then continued, "What's wrong, my Lord? Did those two successfully complete their mission and offer up their pure souls for you?"

Abudan's face gradually darkened as he heard what the tall man said.

"Not only did those two not offer their souls to me, they even died outside!"

Upon hearing this, the tall man looked at Abultan with a shocked expression.

But then, as if remembering something, he knelt down on the ground in fear, repeatedly repenting for offending the face of the Lord.

Upon seeing the tall man's appearance, Abuldan's gloomy expression softened slightly, but his tone remained sinister.

"Alright, I don't blame you. I have a task for you now."

Upon hearing this, the tall man stopped his confession and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"What does the Lord command?"

Abultan: "The matter of redeeming the lost sheep can wait. First, send someone to investigate this matter thoroughly. I want to see who has the audacity to kill my warrior."

The tall man immediately nodded: "I will obey the Lord's command."

Abuldan waved his hand: "Alright, go down."

Upon hearing this, the tall man stood up, lowered his head, and slowly walked towards the gate with his back to it. Only after he was far away from Abultan did he dare to turn around and walk outside.

Abudan, who remained in the hall, looked at his tall statue and muttered to himself.

"Could it be that the wizard Vera mentioned killed those two? And according to the information transmitted back by the divine power, those two seemed to have been fighting for quite some time."

"So, with such weak divine power, he was able to fight that wizard for so long. It seems that the wizard that Vera mentioned wasn't that powerful after all."

"It seems I was just overthinking it. This world has only just been born and hasn't had time to give birth to gods yet."

At this point, Abultan's expression brightened, and his tone became more excited.

"It seems that this world truly is a divinely granted land that belongs to me. If only I could monopolize the entire faith of this world."

They even took advantage of the time before the gods of this world were born to usurp their divine authority.

Wouldn't that make me an existence like the sun god, with the entire world prostrating at my feet?!

Thinking of this, Abuldan's lips unconsciously curled into a wide smile.

.........

"Achiu—"

Meanwhile, on a hill near the castle on the edge of this wilderness.

Byron sneezed, thinking to himself, "Who's thinking about me?"

He rubbed his nose and turned his gaze back to the castle standing in the wilderness.