Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

Inside the dimly lit church, a group of people dressed in red vintage robes gathered.

The faint candlelight cast shadows on the faces of everyone present, whose expressions—some devout, some frenzied—made the atmosphere somewhat oppressive.

On the high platform above, there is a large iron frame several meters high in the shape of the Chinese character "大" (da). The head and limbs of the deity, wrapped in bandages, are bound to it. From a distance, it looks both sacred and ferocious.

That was the "master" of this group of men in black robes.

At this moment, a gaunt young figure with a gloomy expression stood beneath the statue, gazing up at the towering image of the "Suffering One," and slowly spoke:

"Is this your Lord? The Suffering One—Erosdna?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd below showed expressions of fear and anger.

The person before me dares to address the Lord by His name? This is not just disrespect, it's practically courting death.

Previously, others had only called them heretics, but they never expected that they would encounter an even more perverted "heretic" today.

Even those in the Church of the True God wouldn't dare to say that name directly, and even just thinking about it in their hearts would probably come at a huge price.

But this guy just stood there in front of us, uttering such treasonous words.

"Heretical! Heretical!!!"

"Burn him!"

"No, no, we must cut off his flesh and blood, extract his soul, and offer it all to the Lord."

"Hahaha, hahaha, I have heard the name of my lord! Praise be to the great Eros..."

"Bang!"

The scene, which had been filled with intense anger, suddenly fell silent, as if the pause button had been pressed.

The crowd stared in horror at the man who had just finished speaking, his previous fervor gone. They looked at the man, now only a head remained, his body exploded below the neck.

His face still held that madman's expression, his mouth opening and closing as if trying to finish what he had just said. Unfortunately, a gust of wind blew by, and his head vanished into thin air like ashes.

"What a ruthless person! How dare you call upon the name of God?"

The same thought spontaneously arose in everyone's mind.

"Heh, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, just like your name suggests."

As everyone silently stared at the pile of blood and flesh scattered on the ground, the person on the high platform above spoke again, but this time, his tone was noticeably more sarcastic.

"Follow his orders..."

Just like the young people say: even gods bully the weak and fear the strong.

The group of black-robed figures below listened to the murmurs coming from the hidden place, their expressions strange, but they still instinctively responded to the voice:

"If this is your instruction, we will certainly comply."

After saying this, they all turned their gazes back to the young man's face above, wanting to see what the difference was between him and the others.

"Philomey Dismay, that's my name, remember it."

......

The same scene is playing out in every corner of the world.

The temple exuded a somber atmosphere, the murals conveyed both sanctity and majesty, and a man clad in silver armor yet wielding a bishop's scepter looked at the expressionless young man before him, his tone authoritative:

"Lord Elend, my lord has agreed to your proposal. I hope you will not disappoint him."

"Of course, the great Lord of War will see my sincerity."

......

On the boundless wilderness, the howling sandstorms carried away the breath of life, and a figure stood there, seemingly becoming the center of this world.

"Xiao hope, do you think that guy is crazy? Why does he want to live with us?"

"Wa, Amu has already agreed, so you don't need to say anything more. We're family now."

"Wow, Xiao hope is right, we're family. Don't you agree, Mr. Knowledge?"

"Yes, yes, that's right, we're all family. I am the great Eye of Knowledge. Mortal bodies smell bad, hehehehe, this is so much fun!"

......

The ancient and imposing high walls concealed the decay of the old era, and the darkness shrouded the earth, seemingly forever obscuring the sun's brilliance.

"Mr. Nika, how can I believe you can lead us back to the embrace of the sun?"

"It's simple, I'll just become a god, won't I?"

......

In a country that reveres nature and life, green vegetation is the dominant color.

In a cabin nestled in the woods, filled with the gentle ambiance of nature, a woman who appeared remarkably young, yet exuded an air of age, looked at the girl before her and couldn't help but sigh softly:

"Poor child, they have polluted your noble bloodline. Return to the embrace of Mother Nature, for this is your best resting place."

......

Deep within the Earth, on the surface of a turbid ocean, light and darkness intertwine, time and space seem to freeze, and all laws have turned into nothingness.

A figure floated on the surface of the sea, its eyes slightly closed, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep.

A soft murmur, seemingly coming from nowhere, echoed in this space, disturbing the sleeping boy:

Do you crave power?

Do you possess a sincere and resolute determination?

Do you want to change the world?

......

In the meeting room of the Night Watch Squad, in the city of Troren, in the Federal Republic of Fettis, Black Rose Security Company.

Captain Lynn's voice echoed throughout the room through the thick glass:

"We've found out. The person who planned this terrorist attack with those lunatics from the Church of the Evil God is a man named Charlie Mills, around fifteen years old, and his strength should be between Sequence Seven and Sequence Six."

"Fifteen years old? Between Sequence Seven and Sequence Six? Captain, are you kidding me?"

Do you think I'm joking with you?

Ryan looked at his captain and friend in front of him and thought to himself, somewhat speechlessly, "What time is it? Mitchell is still the same as ever."

Since receiving some deeper information from the goddess a couple of days ago, he has become increasingly anxious.

Simply put, the meaning in the female mythology is also a pessimistic view of the future of this world.

"According to information from the Holy See, that Charlie Mills is very likely an agent sent to this world by the Outer God."

Upon hearing this, Ryan's heart stirred slightly:

Another Outer God?

Although he didn't understand what kind of being this so-called Outer God was, he felt he couldn't just sit and wait to die in order to complete the task assigned by the goddess.

......

"Mr. Ron, the method you taught me is not working."

"That's because you didn't study hard enough."

"How dare you say that? My purpose in learning this is to pass tomorrow's test, right? The method you taught me is even more complicated than the book the teacher made me memorize."

"But once you learn this, you'll be able to pass all your future exams with ease."

As Visia listened to his words, she suddenly felt that there seemed to be some truth to them.

"By the way, I have to go out tonight, so Miss Vicia, you don't need to 'prepare' dinner for me."

"Where is Mr. Ron going?"

"secret."

"..."