Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

She took a deep breath and lowered her voice:

“You are a member of the Primordial God's sect. Bishop, whose henchman are you, and whose god do you serve?”

The Obsidian Bishop smiled:

"The Primordial Demon God!"

"You, you, you—!" Liu Ruyan almost jumped up from her chair, quickly lowering her voice, "Keep your voice down!!"

"Don't worry," the Obsidian Bishop waved his hand, "there are no outsiders here."

Liu Ruyan stared at him for a full five seconds.

Then she leaned back in her chair and let out a long breath.

"The light of the Amber God has dimmed," the Obsidian Bishop said slowly, his tone carrying an almost pious calm. "Only the Primordial Lord can save this world from its doom."

“I have always concealed my identity as a member of the Primal God Cult. I would not have exposed myself if it weren’t for this moment.”

Liu Ruyan fell silent.

She looked at the elderly man before her, with his gaunt face and gentle demeanor—just minutes before, he had been a respected bishop, the highest representative of the Church of the Builders in Silvershine City.

Now, he is a heretic, an apostate who could be burned at any moment.

"You..." she began with difficulty, "As the bishop of the Amber God, how come your apostasy went undetected?"

The Obsidian Bishop smiled slightly.

“I am protected by the primordial ‘unknown’,” he said. “Unless the prophesied saint appears before me, no one can discern my identity.”

"Aren't you afraid I'll report you to the kingdom?"

The Obsidian Bishop looked at her, a dizzying flame suddenly flashing in his deep black eyes—

Bewitching the spark.

This is the source of his confidence to reveal his identity and seek cooperation with Liu Ruyan.

Seeing a hint of confusion flash across Liu Ruyan's face before returning to normal, the Obsidian Bishop chuckled softly, "I don't believe in a merchant's piety, but I do believe in a merchant's desire for profit—you need me."

"Your 'Celestial Realm' development plan requires the approval of the Church of the City Builders. I can help you with that."

“You need votes. And the Church of the Builders of the Kingdom, and the followers of the Primal God Cult hidden beneath it—are all under my control.”

Liu Ruyan fell silent.

He was right.

Her financialization plan ultimately relies on the celestial realm of the Builders Church and requires the Church's approval. Moreover, the newly rich and financiers behind her alone cannot garner national votes.

Her current rivals—Harari, who is backed by nobles and pharmaceutical companies, and Navel, who is backed by the military and military-industrial complex.

She needs the church's network of connections.

Regardless of the church.

“I have always believed,” Liu Ruyan said slowly, “that every gift from fate comes with a price tag attached.”

She looked at the Obsidian Bishop, her gaze sharpening:

What do you need?

The Obsidian Bishop's smile deepened.

"I need to secretly spread the doctrines of the Primal God Cult in the future 'Celestial Realm'," he said.

Then he paused, and sighed:

"Furthermore... the Claire family has made a move against me."

"The Primal God Cult's stronghold in the kingdom has been taken over by Sylvia, the daughter of the Claire family. The doctrine has been altered, and the original followers can no longer be contacted," Bishop Obsidian sighed. "That stronghold still holds the secrets of the Primal God Cult. However, it is not convenient for me to take action against her."

“The Claire family?” Liu Ruyan raised an eyebrow. “Villette de Claire? That Supreme Judge of the Kingdom?”

"Exactly."

Liu Ruyan's mind raced.

One of the kingdom's three pillars, a legendary powerhouse who wields the "Justice" card—his daughter has seized the stronghold of the Primal God Cult?

No wonder the Claire family, who represent the judicial system, didn't interfere in this election... Is their target the Church of the Primordial God?

I heard that Miss Sylvia was recently kidnapped by cultists, could it be...?

No, no, no, the most important thing now is the Obsidian Bishop's objective.

"Are you trying to use someone else to do your dirty work?" she asked.

"Correct."

Bishop Obsidian stood up, walked to the French windows, turned his back to her, and looked out at the bustling city: "The two candidates you need to confront are Harari and Navel. Harari supports the necromancy faction, and her beliefs contradict the Church's principles. If I take action, no believer in the country will vote for her."

"And the Sword Saint family... that's a legendary force backed by them. To fight against them, you'll need armed forces."

Liu Ruyan frowned: "I only have some businessmen and financiers behind me. We don't have the fighting power to fight against the army."

"It will happen."

The Obsidian Bishop turned around and looked at her: "Although the Claire family has usurped the throne, they still lack a Gold-rank bishop to oversee them, so they cannot unleash the true power of the Primal God Church... but I can."

He paused, a meaningful smile curving his lips:

"Don't forget, even if Genshin Impact is a cult, it is still a church."

"As a gold-ranked follower of the primordial demon god, only I can make deals with demons and sign contracts."

Liu Ruyan's heart skipped a beat.

“Now,” said the Obsidian Bishop, “a great being has looked down upon me and entrusted its child to me.”

He stretched out his right hand, index finger pointing forward, making a trigger-pulling gesture towards his head.

Then--

"boom."

A soft sound.

His head exploded instantly, and blood and flesh splattered everywhere!

But what gushed out was not blood, but cold, black metal.

The metal writhed, grew, and deformed at the wound—in the blink of an eye, his head had been replaced by a black gun barrel!

Liu Ruyan's pupils suddenly contracted, and a chill crept up her spine, making her body stiffen.

"The Great Origin, Child of War—Demon of the Gun."

"It has now taken possession of me."

He moved his hand, and his fingers somehow transformed into gun barrels, rotating slightly with his movement.

"You can make a deal with the Demon of Guns to obtain the force you desire."

"With just 20,000 credits, you can obtain enough guns and ammunition for a hundred people from the Gun Demon."

Liu Ruyan stared at the section of the gun barrel and remained silent for a long time.

“What do you need me to do?” she asked.

The Obsidian Bishop looked at her, her reflection shimmering in his deep black eyes.

“Kill Sylvia de Claire,” he said.

"It will drag the kingdom's political situation into deeper chaos."

…………

at the same time.

13 Mink Street.

Cheng Cheng was lying on the living room carpet, holding a game console in his hand.

Freya's body had been played with by him for a full ten days.

wrong.

It took a full ten days of cultivation.

He put down the game console and brought up the system panel.

"The Judgment of the End of Light, Sylvia de Claire"

Level: 40

Combat Power: 5000

"Intimacy: 45 (75% attribute sharing)"

"Inherent Talents: Collector, Baki"

"Sparks: Burning at the stake, puppets, plane crashes"

Breakthrough Materials: Snow Mountain Dragon Bone x10, Free Turquoise x6, Spider Lily x50, Credits x100000, Eye of Chicken, Tiger, Bear, Wolf, and Dog x1

"Freya: A Dream of the Past"

Level: 40

Combat Power: 5500

"Intimacy: 10 (40% attribute sharing)"

"Innate Talents: As Love Writes (Selected), As Hate Engraved"

"Spark: None available"

Breakthrough Materials: Memory Crystal x10, Purified Lapis Lazuli x6, Lake Lily of the Valley x50, Credits x100000, Heart of Chicken, Tiger, Bear, Wolf, and Dog x1

Ten days.

Freya leveled up from level 37 to 40, and Sylvia, who killed zombies in the dungeon every day until her hands were sore, finally caught up with him.

Li Xianyu has also gathered all the necessary materials.

After taking Li Xianyu through the initiation ceremony of the Genshin Impact cult, Sylvia found enough upgrade materials in her own warehouse. Li Xianyu immediately went into seclusion after receiving them and broke through three days later. He is now a Gold-rank necromancer.