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

She could sense that the one receiving the power of faith and divine strength was an ancient deity. She could even vaguely see that the deity had the face of a nun from the village of Shkur from back then... Was it her imagination?

Cecilia clutched her head, feeling utterly exhausted. Just then, the nun guarding outside suddenly burst in, saying she had urgent news to report.

"Your Holiness, Ms. Priscilla... there's a situation in St. Petersburg." The nun's expression was grave. "From the current surface entrance to St. Petersburg... a large number of spider-like undead have appeared. Our initial assessment is that they are structures similar to the skeletal angels, and they seem to be heading towards the location of the Old Church... What should we do?"

The nuns, being the most powerful clergy force in Protestantism, knew very well that those skeletal monsters would not have left St. Petersburg and headed somewhere without a reason.

They believed that perhaps the old religion had angered the God of Light, so the God of Light decided to punish the old religion—but they also doubted whether the God of Light, who could create such a monster, would really punish the old religion, which had also committed heinous acts.

The older generation of ascetics may not have been fully aware of the evils of the Church of Light, since they joined the ascetics at a time when the Church of Light was at its healthiest under the leadership of the former king and saintess.

However, the new generation of ascetics were only saved after being tortured to the point of near death by the bishops.

Their hatred for the Church of Light, in a sense, surpassed even the most extreme heretics' aversion to the God of Light. Their hatred even affected their faith in the God of Light, and this influence reached the hearts of every ascetic...

Furthermore, since the saintess did not impose any restrictions on this matter, naturally, every ascetic is now questioning just how utterly detestable the true face of the God of Light really is.

...However, the ascetics were, after all, just ascetics. They had no say in such a momentous matter. They could only report the matter to the Holy Maiden, hoping that she would make a decision and lead them to victory, while also hoping for the day when the Old Cult and the God of Light would be destroyed.

In response, Saint Cecilia and Priscilla exchanged a glance and decided to strengthen the defenses of the Protestant-controlled area at present and ensure an advantage in the future main battlefield.

"...Have our men immediately strengthen the defenses. Have the believers work a little harder, and tonight they can rest and receive extra food after reinforcing and compacting the earthen wall by one meter."

After a long period in power, Cecilia has now realized that not everyone is willing to work for her without complaint.

She used both kindness and strictness to successfully stabilize the previously scattered Protestant hearts and minds, while also ensuring that her policies were implemented efficiently.

Even so... Cecilia's talents are limited to the category of "Saintess".

She knew very well that she could never be as powerful as Yang Hao or the late king... And it was precisely because she had suffered so much in the political work that she would never have experienced before that she longed to return to the past, to the Roman Empire of the past... and to find a way to prevent all of this from happening.

However, turning back time is impossible.

They watched as the figures of the ascetics disappeared behind the gradually closing doors.

Cecilia sighed.

He covered his head, trying to figure out the identity of the being who channeled the power of the God of Light.

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

Meanwhile, in Constantinople, in Bayrez.

Under the witness of Yang Hao and others, Lalumia felt the increasing power gathering within her body, and at the same time, she also figured out the current size of the God of Light. This led the God of Light to mistakenly believe that the culprit behind everything was that poor saintess.

“The poison has taken effect successfully,” she said. “If possible, it would be best to wait a while longer... This way, my strength can recover to a level sufficient to contend with the current God of Light. In this way, the risks we face will decrease. The only problem is that, as the God of Light loses power, he might try to escape.”

Lalumia knew the God of Light's character very well. She knew that the God of Light was currently in a state of panicked rage, and that he was definitely trying to find a way to deal with the saintess he mistakenly believed to be the culprit in the least risky way possible—although it was rather shameful for a god to have fallen to such a state, it was precisely because the God of Light was pragmatic that he became a formidable enemy.

He would only appear in the traps prepared for him by Yang Hao and his group when he had an advantage or was forced to. When he had an advantage, it goes without saying; but when forced to, knowing victory was hopeless, he would absolutely flee the scene...

Once the thief is defeated, the united nations can enjoy the spoils of war without any worries. But if the thief merely escapes and remains treacherous... constantly thinking about a god every day of every year would be far too painful.

So Lalumia decided to find a reference point. A reference point where the God of Light wouldn't escape, but where she had the power to deal with him...

...

She blinked. Just as Lalumia was pondering something, Yang Hao frowned and said:

"The God of Light may only appear at the critical moment on the battlefield once. We must take advantage of this critical moment to go to Heaven and destroy his body once and for all... At the same time, we must prevent him from having a new body [resurrected]. In other words... we can't wait that long."

"Hmm? So, Yang Hao, what are you planning to do?"

"Mobilize. Have the troops on the border of the diocese begin a secret operation, and at the same time, get Nia to help us out—after all, as a black dragon, she is immune to many magics and divine spells. If nothing unexpected happens, she can move freely in the Heavenly Kingdom environment. She can even withstand the divine spells of the God of Light for a long time."

The key to this war was not the victory or defeat of the dioceses, nor the capture of St. Petersburg, nor even the restoration of Lalumia's power—Yang Hao and his companions' true goal was to completely kill the God of Light.

Based on this, to prevent the God of Light from escaping, or from any possibility of resurrection, and even more so to prevent the possibility that after he painstakingly killed his body in Heaven, the God of Light might end up possessing some unfortunate soul in reality... Yang Hao didn't want to wait, and couldn't wait. They needed to launch military operations soon, and for this operation, Miss Black Dragon seemed to have become a necessity once again.

However, it's likely that the Black Dragon would be happy to come. After all, this is the best opportunity to kill a god, not only to showcase the might of the United Nations, but also to give Ysgard a chance to directly assess the power of the gods, a chance that might only come once every few centuries.

As a talent in industrial development, Miss Black Dragon must surely want to witness the formation of Heaven firsthand, right? Yang Hao even publicly stated when inviting Miss Nia to join the team that "Nia can handle the spoils of war in Heaven herself"...

In this way, Yang Hao might gain gratitude from Isgard, huge diplomatic gains, and a guarantee for this war... while what he himself gave would actually be insignificant, at most just the stone and soil formed from the materialized souls of Heaven, which could be described as a huge profit.

If I miss this opportunity, where will I find another one? Besides, Yang Hao doesn't even need to formally invite her; he can just casually mention the upcoming plan to Nia... If she participates, she might even lose something. Why not?

Yang Hao felt that he was doing this for Bayer Zans, for the United Nations, and for his wife—which was perfectly reasonable.

Faced with Yang Hao's self-righteousness, everyone looked at each other, but in the end, they all chose to remain silent with satisfaction because of Nia and Isgard's status as "outsiders".

Except for Lord Lalumia.

"...If you do this, I'll feel sorry for Miss Black Dragon, won't I?"

Lalumia gave a wry smile. Yang Hao's personality of treating outsiders as mere tools was, in a sense, neither good nor bad.

“But since it’s your idea… then I’m certainly willing to follow it—so let’s do as you say, child.”

"Ah."

They began a meeting on-site. After confirming that the border troop presence was sufficient and could even be strengthened, they decided that it would be better not to go into too much detail in this plan.

The more detailed the plan, the more likely it is to go wrong.

If you think that going to the toilet to poop is a matter of course and you'll just take off your pants and fart, then if before you poop you also have to think about whether your squatting posture conforms to the golden ratio, whether your trouser legs are stuck on your calves, and whether your poop has to go into the hole precisely—who knows, the poop might burst out before you even squat down.

To avoid a disastrous outcome, Yang Hao and his team devised a relatively simple plan for this war.

They infiltrated the Kingdom of Heaven while the God of Light was at war with the new and old religions.

Destroy the body of the God of Light in Heaven.

Then, at the same time, kill the God of Light's bride outside.

There are roughly these three steps.

To achieve the three objectives of the three-step process, this military operation requires two teams to operate.

First, there was the special task force composed of Yang Hao, Lalumia, and Heilong Nia.

They will risk entering Heaven to lead a team with the fewest possible members to accomplish the most crucial objective. Fen and some mages will be outside Heaven to provide backup and teleport them out.

If they successfully find and kill the body of the God of Light, Finn will lead the team back to the main camp to fight alongside Theresa and the others. Yang Hao and the others will also rejoin the battle after leaving Heaven, thus securing the foundation for victory and preventing the possible collapse of Heaven.

Secondly, there was the frontline force composed of Theresa, Elena, and Naruja.

They will command the largest force, waiting to join the battle when the diocese civil war is at its weakest. Before Yang Hao and his group's plan succeeds, they will only launch harassing attacks—but after Yang Hao's plan succeeds, they will immediately launch a fierce offensive, striving to defeat the God of Light while also seeing if they can physically seize St. Petersburg.

But this raises a problem...

"Isn't Lalumia's heaven located in St. Petersburg? Why can't we occupy St. Petersburg as well?"

Theresa nestled in Yang Hao's arms, asking questions curiously while winking at Lord Lalumia beside her.

"Or is it that the main body of [Heaven] is in St. Petersburg, but the [entrance] is somewhere outside the city?"

When Teresa asked him, Lord Lalumia just smiled bitterly and said, "You can infiltrate a city, but that doesn't mean you can conquer it, even if the city originally belonged to you. To conquer it, you still have to kill the God of Light completely."

"At most, we just infiltrated Heaven and killed the body of the current master—but as everyone knows, even if a god loses his body, he can still last for a while."

During this period, physical damage will continuously erode the deity's divine body. But ultimately, before truly dying, a deity in despair still retains the ability to act.

Some choose to destroy their own walls, some choose to engulf themselves in flames and perish together with the demon, and others choose to do nothing and quietly await death. Everyone has their own way of doing things, and every god naturally has their own thoughts when facing death.

The biggest problem for us is that after we kill the God of Light, he might destroy St. Petersburg in despair—I can save Heaven, but that doesn't mean I can save St. Petersburg. In this situation, if we want to truly occupy the city, it would be better to confirm the God of Light's death first.

It turns out that after regaining some of her power, Lalumia already possessed the ability to ensure the stability of Heaven—but until she fully restored her power, she only had the ability to protect Heaven and fight against the God of Light.

Just as a bomb disposal expert who knows how to defuse a bomb in front of him may not be able to defuse a bomb in a building, the God of Light might destroy everything he once possessed before his death. In that case, St. Petersburg might be completely destroyed, and the troops that entered St. Petersburg before that point might suffer heavy losses in the destruction...

Although the destruction of St. Petersburg will not affect the Heavenly Kingdom protected by Lalumia, the soldiers who occupied St. Petersburg will suffer real casualties—no wonder Lalumia said that it would be best to deal with St. Petersburg after the God of Light is truly dead.

Yang Hao and the others highly praised Lalumia's caution. Just then, Elena, sitting to the side, spoke with a strange expression:

"...Question: Speaking of St. Petersburg...now, it seems that an enemy that was previously undetectable from within has appeared."

She raised her hand and drew in the air. The magic net that had already been laid out in Constantinople materialized under her command and presented itself as an arc-shaped screen in front of everyone.

On the screen was a brightened nighttime surveillance image. Naruja's eyes lit up as she muttered that this could be used on flying golems, but Yang Hao and the others were more focused on the spider- or crab-like creatures crawling rapidly across the ground in the center of the hardwood.

To be precise, they are [skeletons]. These creatures are composed of a large number of human skeletons, with densely packed human bones gathered in the center to form a strange sphere, while the sphere is surrounded by [joints] and [limbs] pieced together from countless human bones.

On the surfaces of those limbs and spheres, numerous arms gripped various weapons. Some were bows and arrows, others spears and swords; Yang Hao even spotted what appeared to be a demon skull on one of the largest skeletal monsters...

...

A demon's skull?

The already somber crowd fell silent after realizing something. They stared intently at the skeletal monsters, a thousand words stuck in their throats. These words eventually became a unanimous consensus: Why were demon bones found on these skeletal monsters?

Where did the God of Light find so many skeletons?

Yang Hao opened his mouth, thinking of a possibility... but he didn't know whether he should tell the pale-faced Theresa his thoughts—after all, it was just a guess.

But Miss Elena, oblivious to the atmosphere, simply nodded amidst the silence and said:

"According to my comparison... there is a greater than 90% chance that the bones used by these skeletal spiders came from the Bayer Zans."

Explanation: Based on observation, these bones, which are at least thousands of years old, were enhanced by divine magic to maintain their current state during processing. According to the historical records of Bayezid, thousands of years ago in St. Petersburg, those who died in battle in the lower levels of Constantinople were only Bayezids and invading demons.

...Question: Why are people making those faces?

The tiny synthetic doll was born in a country where everyone could change bodies and almost no one died.

In her mind, corpses are actually worthless—after all, magical dolls can change whatever parts they want, and for them, if a part gets contaminated, they can just replace it; it's no big deal.

But it's a different story for others.

This was especially true for Theresa, a native of Bayern.

What she couldn't bear most was the disgrace of her ancestors' corpses.

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Chapter 11: 3/5 The Wrath of the Bayerians - 8K

"You're saying the God of Light is using the corpses of our ancestors to create undead constructs?! He actually dares to do that?!"

Theresa's angry roar was anything but elegant or graceful.

But in a fit of extreme anger, even the most elegant and composed person will disregard their manners, let alone this little nun who never forgets to hurl insults at Lalumia even while praying.

The corpse—the corpse of the ancestors. In the spiritual culture of the Bayern people, the corpse is a sacred entity that needs to be treated with care.

The bodies of ancestors need no further explanation; if one has the means, they should generally be specially placed in a suitable cemetery for worship.