After being forced to step down, the once-annoying nun eloped with me.

But Naruja believes that such a cost is worthwhile—on the one hand, the land of Eden is full of magical materials needed to make flying golems, and on the other hand, these flying golems, once controlled by the soldiers, can indeed produce effects beyond what ordinary people expect.

"According to the children's tests... within a spherical distance of no more than 300 meters in radius, the gem eyes installed on the bottom of the flying golem can allow the operator to see all activities on the ground very well... however, it is very troublesome to operate and requires special training for the operator."

In addition, depending on the needs of the battle, we can replace the [eyes] on the bottom of the golem at any time. This allows it to gain bright vision at night, see [heat] in the thick smoke of the battlefield, or even directly see the image of [magic]...

However, the cost was also significant: the soldiers piloting the flying golems were completely helpless during the consciousness transfer, and the flying golems themselves couldn't carry weapons... Of course, it's also possible that I overlooked something, who knows?

The Ling Clan Chief muttered to himself as he lay on the table, while Yang Hao and the others listened attentively.

After a moment, all three of them, still in awe, applauded Naruja's latest achievement.

Yang Hao was shocked that Naruja, a child from a genuine tribal background, could discover ideas that had taken countless years to develop on Earth in less than ten years.

Theresa and Finn were simply surprised and pleased by the prospects of flying golems: after all, according to Naruja's explanation, these golems could not only be used on the battlefield, but also help many civilian jobs to achieve better results.

Overall, this is a valuable technology that the United Nations should fully invest in. If we must point out any potential risks... the biggest one is that the people of Isgard might secretly learn it and use it within their own country.

However, strictly speaking, this isn't a problem—it's a valuable item that requires a lot of magical resources, you know? If you really want to learn it, Ysgard, we can give it to you for free.

As for where these magical materials will be imported from, you should understand what I mean, right?

Yang Hao lowered his head with satisfaction. Naruja not only brought about another revolution in military and civilian technology within the United Nations, but she also gave him another opportunity to swindle Issugard... Naruja, she truly is an indispensable good girl for us.

Thinking of this, he ruffled Naruja's hair again.

It was at this moment that they received an urgent communication from the Elf Ranger.

It seems that just as Isgard successfully broke into the central region of the Roman Empire, the God of Light in St. Petersburg made a move—according to the rangers, a large number of skeletal angels began to advance towards the central region of the Roman Empire. It appears that the God of Light is about to directly intervene in this war.

"But I always felt this was more like an attempt to profit from the situation... right?"

Theresa muttered to herself.

For the God of Light, this war did indeed mean more benefits.

Chapter 8, Part 6/6: God of Light - 8K

For Constantine, the God of Light, the only thought that the current war in the Roman Empire gave him was that he could find a way to gain more followers among the inhabitants of the Roman Empire.

After all, desperate people in war desperately need a source of emotional support, even if the other party is a vile and despicable tyrant. As long as they can be given temporary psychological comfort, they will entrust their faith to him during this special period.

And clearly, the Church of Light could provide a great deal of psychological comfort—Constantine was not unaware of what his actions meant for the country, but the question was, did he need the Romans' long-term faith?

With the true light fleeing, the Church of Light splitting into two factions in civil war, and the Roman Empire suspected of harboring demons... the only hope the God of Light has for the war-torn Roman Empire is that it will temporarily entrust its faith to him.

"After all, to ascend from a god of faith to a conceptual god... even with my mortal body that achieved sainthood back then, I still need a lot of faith power."

"Even with the faith power I have accumulated for nearly a thousand years, it can only barely fill the container needed by the Concept God to the point of near overflowing... The last bit left can only be contributed by the exhausted Romans."

The God of Light sat serenely in his heavenly realm, murmuring to himself. Before him lay the [Skeleton Demons], undead soldiers formed from the fusion of countless human and demon skeletons from the earth. These constructs, a fusion of ancient warriors and demon skeletons, were invincible on the battlefield—after all, in the human world, destroying such monsters, which possessed both extremely high physical and magical resistance, was far too difficult.

Even mages couldn't unleash powerful enough magic to destroy the skeletal demons during their sudden attack. If there was any flaw, it was that there were simply too few of them.

After Constantine created approximately fifty skeletal demons, the skeletons in the lower levels of St. Petersburg were completely depleted. He could no longer create any more skeletal demons or undead angels.

However, at this stage, putting aside the "unruly" Protestants and the saintess Cecilia whose body he is about to take over, the God of Light has no need to resort to force at all.

After [Light] fled, the God of Light only knew a general idea of ​​His whereabouts—but the United Kingdom? It was nothing more than a firefly trying to rival the moon's brilliance. Even ignoring them, the God of Light was confident he could watch that nation perish on its own.

Isugard and the Khutto Khanate? No need. The God of Light has never cared about the life or death of the Roman Empire. Now that he is about to become a conceptual god, once he ascends and no longer depends on his followers, let the Roman Empire perish. Naturally, Isugard and the Khutto Khanate will not become his enemies.

So... [the demon]?

The God of Light looked down at the faint purple light emanating from the skeletal demon's remains, which were still faintly visible on its body.

...None of his business.

Once he becomes a [Conceptual God], even if this world is corrupted by demons, he has the ability to travel to other worlds and live a carefree life—it's just that his former home will become a breeding ground for demons. What's there to care about? Nothing, right?

Who cares whether the old, dilapidated house was eventually demolished or burned down? Of course, if it could be improved, then naturally one should stand up and declare ownership... But given that demons are destined to invade and occupy this world, why should one foolishly maintain this wretched place?

not to mention--

"That's the responsibility of [Light], what does it have to do with me?"

The God of Light did not consider fighting against demons to be his responsibility.

They never considered the Roman Empire to be their responsibility.

For him, everything is food—he may be very picky about food, but he will never let his pickiness affect his philosophy of life.

This has never changed for Constantine, the God of Light, since a thousand years ago.

And he is still extremely satisfied with himself to this day.

Now, for Constantine, the god of light, the most important thing is to calculate the total amount of faith he can gain during this time of war.

According to the God of Light's own estimation, the faith of the Old Church counts as one batch... then the faith that desperate believers throughout the Roman Empire can temporarily provide counts as another batch... and finally, the only one who can still provide faith is the saintess Cecilia, whose body he is about to take away.

He could forcibly extract Cecilia's faith for his own use, but now is not the time.

"Just like dough needs to ferment before it can rise... Cecilia, my next body still needs some time to ferment."

"Considering that the Old Church's military operation against the Protestant Church is less than a few days away, and also considering the astonishing magical power that came from the direction of the capital... let's set the date for May 23rd?"

The God of Light murmured to himself, preparing to seize Cecilia's faith and body at the same time.

Meanwhile, upon learning of the Light God's movements, the high-ranking officials of the United Nations immediately held a small meeting. They instructed the Edenians, who were most skilled in covert reconnaissance, to maintain high vigilance and close observation of the Light God's angels. Elena, who was already prepared for this, remarked that they had been committing such evil deeds for some time.

According to observations from the Kingdom of Eden, the angels that flew out of St. Petersburg moved in roughly three directions.

The westernmost ones were flying towards the Roman Empire's military district. They sang hymns all the way, but were shot down by the Protestant nuns not long after they arrived, and are now in chaos with the Protestants—and it seems the angels are more likely to fail than expected.

The central angels flew towards the capital of the Roman Empire. However, Elena had no idea what those angels could possibly do there, because the capital was now in utter chaos. Even the slums had become filled with towers made entirely of dismembered corpses and madmen... Apart from the palace district, there wasn't a single normal person to be found in the entire capital. Under these circumstances, could these angels truly achieve the God of Light's goal?

I don’t think so.

The easternmost part, barring any unforeseen circumstances, is heading towards the mines in the eastern part of the Roman Empire... The eastern region is currently the most normal area in the Roman Empire. Under the leadership of the mine-owning nobles, the people in the mines are fighting tenaciously against the invading Aleseans while also doing their utmost to avoid being affected by the [Doomsday Prophecy].

Shouldn't it be said that these people, hailing from a wealthy region, truly lived up to their reputation? The eastern region was the light of Roman civilization, but unfortunately, they not only had to contend with the Aresers, but also, in the later stages, the invasion of the more technologically advanced Isugardians...

Elena judged that the eastern region should be the most vulnerable to the influence of the God of Light, and since the probability of the first two places was 0, a 1% probability was the best choice.

"...Considering that even those frail angels could intercept the ascetics, we can boldly conclude that these angels are not used for military operations."

Yang Hao's decision was resolute, and the noble queens and gods all nodded in agreement. Beside him, a dazed Naruja still couldn't figure out what was going on, and could only helplessly snuggle into Natalia's arms, taking the place that originally belonged to little Anna.

"They might be trying to gain faith... After all, if a god of faith wants to be elevated to a conceptual god, faith is essential."

Lord Lalumia, being the only one with a full understanding of the gods, stated his views in this way.

"And barring any unforeseen circumstances, the God of Light may only need [temporary faith]..."

The problem is that his willingness to send his own angels across the parish borders, in a sense, means he has found a substitute for those angels... We don't know the current situation in St. Petersburg, but we can at least be certain that the God of Light possesses his own unique power... Little Elena, can your scouts enter St. Petersburg to conduct observations?"

"Unfortunately: There seems to be a natural taboo deep within St. Petersburg... Our magical technology cannot penetrate it."

The tiny synthetic doll sat on the chair, its eyes fixed on the scene across the table where Yang Hao's once empty arms were now occupied by Teresa and Finn, each taking up one of his legs.

"Doubt: Our only possible way to observe the interior of St. Petersburg is through direct human infiltration... but the risk is too great. I can't gamble with the lives of the magical dolls."

Magical dolls can only upload their consciousness in areas covered by the magic network. In a sense, the Kingdom of Eden is a country specializing in defensive warfare. With existing technological reconnaissance methods completely ineffective, Elena would not risk the lives of her citizens for a possibility.

The gentle deity, while expressing approval, also let out a soft snort in a tone of indifference never before heard from anyone:

"Forbidden? Hmph... Friendly reminder—among the divine power system that the God of Light stole from me, there are very few divine spells involving [Sealing]... Rather than being [Forbidden] divine spells, they are more like the natural barriers of Heaven."

My original Heaven was in St. Petersburg. Under normal circumstances, I would never allow it to block observation of the surrounding areas... but even so, the Heaven's [manifestation] would spontaneously interfere with the local magical flow and render long-distance observation methods ineffective.

The manifestation of Heaven... is either used to accept mortals we deem worthy, elevating them to demigod status, or it is used to achieve a certain purpose, such as ascension.

But at this moment, the God of Light clearly has no mortal to ascend to; the only one he can ascend to is himself.

In other words, the God of Light has already revealed Heaven... If nothing unexpected happens, he is on the verge of ascending to the level of a conceptual god... but this final step may be related to the final power of faith.

Watching Lalumia casually walk behind Yang Hao, and then, like a little girl throwing a tantrum while hugging a doll, puff out her cheeks and gently wrap her arms around Yang Hao's neck, letting him rest his head on her chest in a daze—whether it was Elena or Natalia, who was constantly stroking Naruja's head, who was feeling dizzy and lightheaded... a sense of exhaustion inexplicably appeared in their eyes.

Why are the gods always so shameless as to attack in front of everyone? They muttered to themselves... Just then, Yang Hao, surrounded by three women, spoke thoughtfully:

"If the Kingdom of Heaven appears, will our army be able to enter there with your help, Lalumiah?"

His words stunned everyone, but the little nun who knew Yang Hao best and the elf who had been with him for many years suddenly realized and said in unison:

"You mean... the body of the God of Light might be hidden in [Heaven]?"

"Hmm. After so many days of research and Lalumia's explanation, I've come to a reasonable understanding of the God of Light's character and personality..."

Since he is a madman who will stop at nothing to achieve a higher position and who cherishes his own life the most... then his methods of hiding his weaknesses are nothing more than two things: hiding in the most dangerous place, or preserving them in a safe place.

We've had our allies search like a needle in a haystack, and the only thing we've found so far is Cecilia, who we've already poisoned. In a sense, the only safe body of the God of Light in the outside world has been corrupted, but he must have considered this possibility... If he had confirmed long ago that Cecilia was his next substitute, he would definitely have placed his body outside of reality to avoid being wiped out.

A simple analogy is like a man's secret stash of money—a little hidden in his boots, a little in his books, a little in his wallet—the God of Light only has two places to go: [reality] and [heaven]. Naturally, his true body is probably located within heaven...

Yang Hao's statement has its merits.

What kind of person is Constantine, the God of Light?

People who are cunning and resourceful, always seeking a position.

Would someone like that really put all their eggs in one basket?

Just as married men on Earth always try to save up their own little savings in many places, the God of Light will naturally give more consideration to the important matter of dealing with his own weaknesses.

Cecilia is his next body, located in a real parish.

Naturally, the God of Light's original body would be hidden in the safest place, the Heavenly Kingdom.

In this way, even if Cecilia's body is destroyed, he still has an original body to use—conversely, if his body in Heaven is destroyed, he still has a body to replace it in the real world...

In a sense, the God of Light isn't someone who dies simply by destroying one of his bodies. He's a cunning scoundrel, which is why Yang Hao decided to use a two-pronged approach: firstly, to trap the God of Light through the poison in Cecilia's body; and secondly, to take advantage of the God of Light's rage and weakness to enter Heaven and destroy his true body.

“In this way, we should be able to completely kill the God of Light and then return the power to Lalumia... However, there are still risks... The biggest risk is that we cannot guarantee that the God of Light will really be enraged and leave his own heaven after absorbing Cecilia's faith.”

This is indeed a major event that no one can guarantee—in reality, you never know whether an honest person who has been patient will continue to endure or will have a spectacular outburst.

Either perish in forbearance, or erupt in forbearance—Yang Hao had some doubts, judging from the God of Light's personality, that the other party was more likely to [escape]... But then he thought about the importance of [Heaven] to the gods, and he relaxed again.

When the God of Light fled, he did not take the Kingdom of Heaven with him—and according to Lalumia, the Kingdom of Heaven is currently dependent on St. Petersburg... At least even if the God of Light wanted to run, he couldn't go very far.

They can continue to devise more plans to fight this despicable fellow.

.............

After the meeting, the United Nations continued its own development at its own pace.

Naruja's [mold] needs time and practical testing to be validated, her flying golems also need to have cheaper and faster production methods found, and more importantly, the soldiers need to be trained in flying golems. All of this takes time, but fortunately, the United Kingdom has a period of stability to develop.