“That’s true. After all, nothing good happens every time you send a message. Speaking of which, we have been striving really hard to become the faith in the Holy Dragon Kingdom! It’s one thing for seven gods to share the same faith, but they still have to leave something for you from time to time. Furthermore, there will always be some unexpected changes in the kingdom. Just like the other time, a projection in a particular church had suffered a terrible attack, and we almost had to run away. Don’t you think so, Baldur?”

The second-to-last shadow had spoken. It was a god with a leopard’s head and bird wings. Its long hair spread on the wall like kelp, and it had a woman’s voice.

“Sidi, we have been here for more than ten years. As a god who controls the light, I have signed an ancient contract with the Holy Dragon Kingdom. It was just a projection that was destroyed. I will not go against the contract.”

Baldur was the leader of the seven gods in the Holy Dragon Kingdom; he was the shadow of a man in the middle. As he spoke, the light wheels behind the shadow, big and small, continued to rotate; it made most people dizzy.

As soon as he finished speaking, Baldur’s shadow on the wall seemed to have glanced at Landhar. “I want you to give me an explanation, Landhar. What exactly happened in the attack on the City of Steel? If you can’t give me a reasonable reason, we might just cut off any future engagement with you.”

Then, the entire basement shook. The lights also flickered non-stop, like a small boat in a storm that could be destroyed at any time.

“Lord Baldur, don’t be impatient. I will give you an explanation for that later. But before that, I want to obtain my Power of Faith for this month.”

Landhar looked around him.

“How bold! You haven’t even found out who attacked us, yet you dare to ask us for something?”

“You are a mere mortal king. If we hadn’t been helping you, your country would have been destroyed countless times! We can still find many people like you. Remember, you are the one who needs our help, not us. Behave yourself.”

It was apparent that Landhar’s request had triggered the gods’ anger; the shadows expanded rapidly. A strong sense of oppression filled the entire basement, but Landhar was completely fine. It was as if the pressure was nothing more than a breeze to him.

“Alright, stop arguing!”

“Landhar, you have reached a bottleneck in your diamond-tier progress. You need a large amount of Power of Faith to break through that. I can understand that, and I can fulfill your request. However, you have to agree to one of our requests. Otherwise, from now on, we will not respond to any of your prayers.”

Baldur, who was in the center, silenced the other gods’ arguments. Behind him, the light wheel-shaped shadow twisted, and milky-white phantom light spots erupted from it and invaded Landhar’s body.

After absorbing a large amount of Power of Faith, a divine radiance appeared on Landhar’s body; even his eyes were covered with a layer of gauze.

Absorbing the power would bring extreme comfort to most people, but he did not move. He waited silently for all the power to enter his body before he said, “I wonder what the leader of the seven gods wants me to do?”

“Find that youth.”

The flames in the kerosene lamp on the ground rose to draw a gorgeous portrait in the air—Watson. Whether it was the corners of his eyes, the tip of his brows, or his expression, they looked the same as Watson’s.

“Then what? Kill him?”

“No, we want you to sacrifice him to us. If you do that, then we will ignore that attack. At the same time, we will satisfy all your requests. Remember, it’s all of your requests, including the one you want to fulfill the most.”

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