Chapter 1099

Klein hadn't helped Benedict and the others pass the message when he was summoned by the Son of Slaughter.

Obviously, his actions were not hidden from Gwen.

But Klein had no idea at all. It was normal for the gods to be great.

What was strange about the Son of Slaughter knowing this?

In fact, the belief in the Son of Slaughter was very widespread on the entire planet at this time.

Gwen was in charge here, and it could be said that she was almost omnipresent.

So Klein, who was the focus of attention, naturally couldn't hide it from her.

In fact, when they were chatting, Gwen was "watching" on the spot.

So Klein was summoned so quickly.

As soon as he got off the car, Klein said: "You two, the Son of Slaughter just told me that I would take you to see her."

Benedict was shocked: "When did you tell you?"

He had been with Klein all the time, and just now Klein was still saying that he didn't know whether the Son of Slaughter would also meet them.

Now that the Son of Slaughter summoned him, he felt very abrupt.

"The Son of Slaughter has already embarked on the path of deification. The realm of the gods is unimaginable to us mortals, so... we don't need to make a fuss." Klein said so.

Benedict was silent. He had prepared himself before coming.

But at this moment, he was still nervous.

It was the fear of the unknown and the yearning for the gods.

He knew that this idea was blasphemous, and he didn't know if he would be beaten to death by the Son of God later.

With an uneasy mood, Benedict saw Gwen.

Unlike before, Gwen at this time seemed to be emitting golden light all over his body, and he couldn't even see his specific appearance clearly.

The power of divinity became more and more obvious. If he didn't suppress it deliberately, the impact on ordinary people would also become greater and greater.

At this time, Gwen did not suppress the power of divinity, so Benedict quickly lowered his head, and tears seemed to flow in his eyes.

"Benedict, I know you," Gwen said, and Benedict's heart tightened: "My brother is the archbishop of the Scale Clan. Although you are not pious, you have made great contributions to my brother's church."

Gwen exposed Benedict's past in one sentence. Bacchus looked at the big brother in surprise. How could the leader be not pious?

Benedict did not dare to raise his head and replied: "Your Highness, please forgive my ignorance."

"It doesn't matter. Faith has never been forced, and my brother doesn't care about your faith." Gwen didn't seem to care much about the Fallen Angel Church.

Of course, her few casual words revealed a lot of information.

At this time, Bacchus couldn't help it, he interrupted and said: "Your Highness, the Son of God, how could the Fallen Angels not care about our faith? There are many devout believers in the church."

Bacchus had the confidence to question Gwen, because he himself was a devout believer.

Believers are creatures that can do many incredible things. Not to mention questioning Gwen, Bacchus dared to fight her if he was forced.

Gwen looked at him with interest, and found it very interesting. Maybe her brother himself didn't know that there were still his devout believers in a distant place?

In fact, the three of them were the ones who really ran the Fallen Angel Church.

The reason why they used the name of the Fallen Angel Church was to save trouble.

It was just unexpected that with the emergence of divinity, the name of God also had a directionality.

So, when Gwen looked at Bacchus, she felt like she was looking at her own believers, but also felt a sense of separation.

"Bacchus, right! My brother has many believers, and the Scale Clan is just an unknown place in a corner of the universe. Why do you think he will pay attention to you?"

Gwen's question made Bacchus's momentum stagnate. He just instinctively disliked what Gwen said before, but thinking rationally, it seemed that she was right.

Seeing Bacchus hesitating, Gwen stopped teasing him: "Okay, I won't joke with you anymore.

Stick to your beliefs! Your God is always watching you, and all persistence is meaningful."

Gwen said ambiguous words, but for Bacchus, it was as exciting as chicken blood.

"For my brother's sake, you can ask me any questions you have. I don't want his faith in the Scale Clan to end up in a mess." Gwen said generously.

Benedict immediately seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and asked: "Your Highness Gwen, can we meet the fallen angel?"

"Yes, work hard to become stronger, maybe one day you will have the opportunity to meet my brother."

"What about now?" Benedict asked without giving up.

"He is very busy," Gwen's answer was ruthless, perhaps she also realized it herself, she added: "I can let you communicate with other clergy of the Fallen Angel Church."

Benedict was a little disappointed, although this was already a good result.

Then, he took the opportunity to ask a lot of questions that did not exceed the limit.

Benedict was very sensible, he would not ask some presumptuous questions.

Think about it, you can know that the mercy of the Son of God may be for the sake of the fallen angel.

But if you think that this relationship can peek into the secrets of the gods, then you are looking for death.

Even the fallen angels themselves will clean up the door.

But for Benedict, the news from Gwen still broadened the horizons of the Church of Fallen Angels.

After seeing the existence of a higher level, he gained a stronger motivation.

After respectfully leaving, Benedict followed Klein to his residence.

The former branch of the Church of Fallen Angels has now been occupied by Gwen.

But no one had any objections, including Benedict.

"I really didn't expect that the true face of the world turned out to be like this." Benedict sighed.

The bright starry sky is the pasture of the gods.

Countless civilizations survive under the protection of the gods, of course, the gods don't care about the belief in life.

If there hadn't been a sudden evolutionary disaster, perhaps ordinary people would have forgotten the gods.

Of course, for Benedict, evolution is not a bad thing.

Compared to living an ordinary life in a daze, he is more satisfied with his current life.

Becoming an evolver, becoming the archbishop of the Fallen Angel Church, or even becoming a saint is the future he expects.

"The misfortune of mortals is also our luck." Benedict suddenly said.

Bacchus disagreed with his statement: "Team leader, I think we should eliminate the misfortune of mortals and let more people join the big family of evolvers."

Evolving the whole family and getting closer to the gods is the future that Bacchus envisioned.

The three people present all have their own opinions, and no one can convince anyone.

But there is one point that they will reach a consensus on.

"We must seize control of the parliament." Klein suddenly said.

He was very dissatisfied with the parliament, thinking that these guys were just afraid of the power of the gods, rather than truly recognizing the gods.

Similarly, Benedict was not satisfied, even though there were some Evolved members in the parliament, but they actually concealed important information from the church.

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