Wizard: I use my omniscience to interpret the truth.

As soon as Byron uttered these words, not only those present but even Abultan was stunned, not understanding who he was addressing.

After all, in Abultan’s perception, Byron was the only outsider in the entire church, and he did not discover any other spiritual beings.

Just as He was about to ask Byron what he meant, a beam of light suddenly burst forth from Byron's body and then rapidly receded in the next moment.

Finally, a woman with a slightly ethereal figure, wearing a long black dress, with a beautiful face but extremely cold eyes, appeared in mid-air behind Byron.

Upon seeing this scene, Abuldan suddenly shivered for some reason, especially when he saw Isolde's cold eyes, a chill spread from the bottom of his heart.

But He didn't know where this chill came from.

It was just an instinctive feeling that the woman in front of me was particularly dangerous and that I needed to get away from her as soon as possible.

But reality did not allow Him to leave.

The moment the woman appeared, He examined her countless times.

However, all the investigations revealed that the woman in front of him was just an ordinary person and posed no threat to him.

Faced with this discovery, Abudan was devastated. There was only one possibility for this result: the woman who suddenly appeared was far more powerful than him.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have allowed their investigation to go wrong!

Just as everyone was stunned and bewildered, Byron turned around, his nonchalant and casual expression vanishing instantly, replaced by respect as he spoke as if no one else was around.

"Master, that is the deity I was talking about. Its name is Abuldan, the god of war. And after my investigation, I found that its true form is hidden inside that stone sculpture."

Isolde nodded in satisfaction: "Good, Byron. Your efforts have saved me a lot of time. You will receive your due share in the distribution of profits later."

Byron naturally had no objection to this, and he also knew that his mentor Isolde disliked formalities, so he readily nodded in agreement.

"Thank you so much for your generosity, Professor!"

Isolde waved her hand: "It's alright, you deserve it."

"Ahem, may I ask what brings you here, esteemed one? Is there anything I can do for you?"

Seeing Isolde and Byron talking so obliviously to everyone else, Abultan was naturally furious, and even had the thought of turning them both into faith providers without any self-awareness.

However, upon thinking of that woman whose true nature he didn't know, his anger inexplicably vanished, and he stood there with a forced smile, not daring to make any unnecessary moves.

He even thought it wouldn't be bad if things just continued like this, as long as they didn't notice him.

However, Abudan also understood that this was definitely impossible, so he could only take the initiative to break the awkwardness and seize the opportunity.

Therefore, upon hearing Isolde finish speaking, Abudan seized the opportunity to speak, taking the initiative to clarify the situation and turn the tables.

Upon hearing Abulan's words, both Isolde and Byron looked at the deity standing in mid-air, smiles appearing on their faces.

Isolde's cool voice rang out: "Oh, you really want to help me?"

Upon hearing this, Abudan felt a sense of foreboding.

But his memories of the world of Gurku told him that it was alright.

When faced with an opponent stronger than oneself, one only needs to bow down and pay a price to survive; nothing will happen.

After all, for immortal beings like them, nothing is more important than their own lives, and they generally don't easily fight to the death.

Even mortal enemies need to consider the consequences of taking action and potentially being taken down with them.

Therefore, paying some price to make the other party bow down is enough.

Even if we're in different worlds right now, this attitude towards life should be the same...

With this thought in mind, Abuldan suppressed his anxiety, nodded, and spoke in an extremely sincere tone.

"Yes, great being, whatever conditions you set, I am willing to help you as long as I can, I only wish that you spare my life."

"After all, for immortal beings like you and me, conflict is the most irrational thing to do."

"This is not only my promise, but also my bottom line and a warning."

When he said these words, Abudan had a premonition of the consequences.

But when He actually saw the incredulous and desperate looks in the eyes of the believers He had painstakingly trained in the church, He still felt a pang of pain in His heart.

It wasn't because of the despair of these believers, but because they were heartbroken over the efforts they had made before.

It's such a waste that He has to eliminate these warriors after all the hard work He has put in.

However, it is not enough to leave it unresolved; their faith in Him has begun to crumble, and a crack will forever remain in their hearts from what happened today, a crack that can never be mended.

Therefore, whether for His future glorious image or for future stability, these people must be eliminated.

At this moment, whether they are in a state of collapse or filled with hatred, their future is already predetermined, only they themselves are unaware of it.

Upon hearing this, Isolde surprisingly smiled and nodded slightly.

"Don't worry, I won't just kill you like that; that would be a huge waste."

Upon hearing this, both Abultan and Byron smiled.

Byron smiled, amused that Abuldan was unaware of his future fate.

Abudan smiled, finally relieved.

Although Isolde's words sounded strange and made Him feel awkward, He couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.

But at least they were certain that their lives were no longer in danger. After all, for long-lived beings of their level, reputation was extremely important.

After all, for immortal beings, time is just a unit of measurement and has lost its practical meaning.

No one would choose to lose their credibility and fall into a situation where no one trusts them for such a small amount of benefit.

However, even Abu Dan felt a pang of heartache at the thought of being extorted for a large sum of resources.

These are the resources that will allow Him to grow stronger in the future. They are the accumulation of countless hours and efforts He has spent hiding among the void creatures and collecting them in various worlds.

But for the sake of their own lives, they had no choice but to pay the price.

Abuldan forced an ugly smile and said in a humble voice, "Great being, I wonder how much I would have to pay to take my life."

Seeing that the god believed his words so easily, Isolde was slightly surprised and thought to himself, "This person, no, this god is too easy to fool."

Are all the beings in their world like this? That would be amazing!

Thinking this, Isolde's expression remained unchanged, revealing not a trace of her true feelings: "Take out all your collection first, and see if there's anything that interests me before deciding whether to let you go."

Isolde also worried that if the god saw no hope of survival, it might destroy its harvest, and such a loss was absolutely unacceptable.

So let Him take the stuff out first, then deal with Him.