What if you ascend to the wrong world?

The harvest tonight alone is more than the previous few days combined.

If even divine artifacts are like this, what about the gods themselves who can forge them?

……

……

Early the next morning.

The sky was just beginning to lighten.

When~

When~

When~

As several melodious and resonant chimes rang out from the Cathedral of Dawn, they echoed throughout the entire holy city.

All the residents awoke from their sleep and began their daily prayers.

A faint golden glow illuminated every corner of the holy city, rising and converging under an inexplicable attraction, eventually forming a visible golden wave that flowed toward the Cathedral of Dawn, making the golden beam that pierced the deep sky even brighter.

miracle!

Every indigenous person in the holy city believes from the bottom of their heart that this is a miracle sent by the Lord.

They are blessed by the gods, and every day they are bathed in the glory of the great Lord of Dawn.

"You're quite thoughtful."

Ye Tu stood by the window, a yin-yang symbol slowly rotating deep within his pupils.

In his perception, countless golden threads covered the entire city, some dazzling and bright, others delicate and dim.

These threads are the key to creating this miraculous scene.

faith.

Indeed, this was not a miracle bestowed by the gods, but rather a wave of faith from the millions of people in the city.

But no one would think that the miraculous scene was related to their prayers; such a thought would be too presumptuous.

They would only think it was a blessing from the gods, that the great Lord of Dawn was sharing his glory with every believer.

a long time.

This miraculous scene finally subsided as the first rays of dawn broke through the sky.

The yin-yang symbol deep within Ye Tu's pupils disappeared.

Looking ahead, one could see on the street not far away, Yan, who had just finished praying, looking travel-worn. His gold-patterned red robe was wrinkled, and his expression was full of exhaustion.

The teardrop-shaped crystal in his hand was covered in cracks, and seemed to shatter at any moment.

The Holy Radiance Warrior squad following behind him was also dejected.

Clearly, their search for Irene Vitte all night had yielded no results.

Looking at the teardrop-shaped crystal covered in cracks in Yann's hand, Ye Tu couldn't help but think of the person who had been spying on him, or rather, Irene Vitte, last night.

Cyrillic.

If nothing unexpected happens, that person is Cyril, one of the three great bishops of the Dawn Empire.

But he is clearly a follower of the Lord of Dawn, so how could he be tainted with the aura of an 'Ancient God'?

The extent of its corruption is even more severe than that of Ivy.

"Lord of Dawn, Ancient God..."

It's funny.

In the legends of the Dawn Empire, the ancient god ruins around the world were areas formed by the dissipation and contamination of the divine power of the Dawn Lord and the ancient god after an ancient god was defeated by the Dawn Lord.

However, in the Mage Association's records, the formation of the Ancient God Ruins is only related to the 'Ancient God' itself, and the Lord of Dawn is not mentioned at all.

"interesting."

After glancing once more at the Dawn Cathedral high above, Ye Tu turned and went back into his room.

Chapter 8 is at least stronger than Him.

noon.

How is your teacher doing?

Ye Tu sat at the dining table, enjoying the lunch that Ivia had brought.

A copy of "Dawn and Original Sin" was held aloft in mid-air by a cold current, turning a page every now and then.

It's strange, really. A book whose title sounds 'blasphemous' is actually being sold normally in this holy city.

Ivia sat opposite Ye Tu, fiddling with a fist-sized, four-sided crystal in her hand—

Virtual crystal.

It is a foreign energy container made by drying out a natural magical crystal and then reinforcing and sealing it with special techniques.

Theoretically speaking, it can contain any energy that does not reach the level of 'divine fire'.

It was one of the tools used in this data collection mission.

Hearing Ye Tu's words, she looked up.

"It's all over now."

Anyway, that's what the teacher said in the message that contacted her this morning.

"Oh, by the way, her teacher also wants to see you."

I originally planned to wait until Ye Tu finished eating before saying this, but since we were already chatting, I decided to say it all at once.

"She's coming?"

“No, that’s not it.” Ivia shook her head slightly. “She can’t come to the Dawn Empire, especially the Holy City of Loser.”

According to the teacher, this is called "a saint does not go where the gods are watching".

Therefore, they could only meet Ye Tu through other channels.

"The teacher actually wants to invite you to meet her at the association's library." Ivia paused, then stared intently at Ye Tu. "So, do you want to meet her?"

She seemed to really want Ye Tu to refuse.

however……

“Okay, let her set a time.” Ye Tu put down his chopsticks.

The puppet maid beside him immediately handed him a napkin and took away the plate.

No!

You really want to go see him?

"Okay, I'll let you know when the time comes," Ivia replied listlessly.

Ye Tu was somewhat curious:

"What, you don't want me to see her?"

"No, it's just that something feels a bit strange, after all, what happened before..."

Her voice grew softer and softer.

Such a thing?

"Ok?"

"Okay, okay, stop asking."

Ivia picked up the illusory crystal in front of her again and spoke before Ye Tu could:

"Where's that guy? Is he coming today?"

She still needs to collect data for the [Brave Mimicry Armor] project. Will that guy back out and not come?

Finish as soon as possible and leave.

This Holy City of Loser is so boring!

On the way here, an old lady was giving flowers to passersby, and she received one too.

The reason was simply because she was a monk from the Dharma Association.

When the old lady learned this, her attitude changed completely. She not only took the flowers back, but also stared at her with eyes that looked like she was looking at something dirty.

It was as if she had committed some heinous crime.

She genuinely thanked them when she received the flowers and even intended to pay for them...

"I'm not sure, but they should come."

"I hope so..." Ivia slumped onto the table.

According to the plan, she should have set off at this time to find the strongest hero of the current generation and begin the first phase of data collection.

But after what happened last night, I don't know what that guy is thinking, so I can only wait here at Ye Tu's place.

That said, that guy is really good-looking...

Having lived for so many years, this was the first time she had ever seen someone whose looks were comparable to her teacher's, and who was also aloof and cold, the kind of cool beauty that aroused a strong desire to conquer.

It's completely different from the teacher's style.

emm...

Last night, Ye Tu remained so calm in the face of such a beauty, and he was unmoved when she threw herself into his arms earlier. Could it be that he is...?

Thinking about it, she glanced at Ye Tu secretly, her eyes even showing a tiny bit of sympathy.

Ye Tu: "..."

"If you keep thinking nonsense, I'll hang you outside."

Ivia quickly looked away:

"I wasn't thinking anything! It's definitely the lingering influence of the ancient god's tentacles..."

The tentacles of the ancient gods are formed by the invasion of ancient god power, which continuously amplifies the most important part of a person's desires.

And she, the most outstanding mage in a hundred years, had her most prominent desires, which were actually sexual desires!

At first, she couldn't accept it at all!

But I figured it out later.

After all, besides being the most outstanding mage in the last hundred years, she is also a legendary illustrator in the world of doujinshi.

Without a rich imagination, how can you create works that everyone finds beautiful?

……

……

Another half hour passed.

Just as Ivia was getting restless, a series of heavy footsteps came from outside the door.

As the footsteps drew closer, wisps of visible cold air seeped through every crevice.

The puppet maid standing behind Ye Tu immediately stepped forward to open the door.

As the door opened, the newcomer was seen wearing heavy silver armor, exuding a powerful aura.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Irene Vitte." The puppet maid smiled. "Please come in."

"..."

After nodding slightly, Irene Wett walked in.

The divine weaponry on her body was also deactivated, transforming into strands of silver-white light that converged into the feather pattern on her wrist.

He walked straight to Ye Tu, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

"How have you decided?"