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Early the next morning, a divine blessing ceremony was held in the square in front of the cathedral, surrounded by layers upon layers of believers dressed in black and white church robes.

The cathedral was too small, and there were too many believers of the All Beings Sect, so it could only be held in the square.

”The place is still too small. We need to build a large enough cathedral. Holding a blessing in the square lacks grandeur.”

Su Changxing stood on the balcony at the top of the cathedral, looking at the dense crowd of believers below, and couldn’t help but say.

Mike lowered his head slightly and pointed to a nearby area: ”The matter of building the cathedral has already been scheduled. We have invited the best architects in Maelon to plan it, and are preparing to start construction once everything stabilizes in Maelon.”

Su Changxing nodded to express his understanding; he was just speaking casually and didn’t care much. At this rate, everyone in Maelon would become believers of the All Beings Sect, and Maelon would become a gigantic cathedral.

Although there were many people in the square, they were not noisy at all, appearing solemn and respectful. All the believers were staring intently at Nobu, wanting to witness the miracle with their own eyes.

”I, Nobu Sarota, will accept the blessing in front of everyone, becoming the master’s servant and the true High Priest!”

As Nobu’s voice fell, some golden feather-like rays of light gathered and floated around him, sparkling between his eyes, as if high songs were being sung beside his ears.

Many believers were shocked by such a scene, widening their eyes in surprise.

This was a true miracle!

A Divine Spirit was watching them!

Some believers knelt on the ground and began to pray, while others stared blankly, their expressions dazed, and others looked around, appearing chaotic.

Su Changxing noticed that at this moment, the harvest of faith soared again. Many believers deepened their degree of faith, those who weren’t believers became shallow believers, shallow believers became loyal believers, and loyal believers became devout believers.

His mysteriousness skyrocketed from over 800,000 to 900,000, and then nearly 1 million.

Most people conform to the group and are influenced by others and the group atmosphere. Emotions and feelings can spread, and faith can spread too.

In such a scene of a massive gathering of believers, faith emerged in multiples from these believers.

Su Changxing roughly understood what a Divine Spirit was, what a believer was, and also knew why the Old City Lord said that becoming City Lord would greatly help him advance to Tier Four later.

The Extraordinary System is essentially a pyramid structure, with fewer people moving upwards, and only by stepping on others can one move upwards.

The City Lord of Thundercloud City effectively steps on all the players in a city and can harvest things similar to faith from them to break through to Tier Four.

Above Tier Three is probably the level of a Divine Spirit, so only a few extraordinaries reach that stage.

Theoretically, becoming a Divine Spirit isn’t particularly difficult. Being worshipped by millions can make one a god, slaughtering billions can also make one a god.

And compared to making a world worship, destroying a world is simpler.

”Apocalypse, becoming a god?”

Su Changxing’s mind flashed with thoughts, linking these Divine Spirits to the Doomsday Game.

If the Doomsday Game was created, then it must have been by an extremely powerful Divine Spirit, able to cover millions of worlds and align with worldly rules.

Then what is the purpose of creating the Doomsday Game?

To harvest things similar to faith?

Next, Nobu also received a similar position, Divine Priest, with almost similar abilities, but with extra close-range combat abilities.

This difference isn’t unusual; there won’t be two identical positions, even if they have the same name.

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Standing by the coastline, one could feel the roaring sea breeze, carrying humidity and a hint of saltiness.

Su Changxing decided to go to Sindaga; with Kasmin’s cooperation with the All Beings Sect, he had completely taken control of Maelon.

And the All Beings Sect had two High Priests, Mike and Nobu, and many loyal believers, capable of running on its own without his oversight.

This is the position a Divine Spirit should have.

No god deals with the administration of the church themselves?

Alright, he isn’t exactly a god.

Su Changxing stood by the table in the conference room, pointing at Sindaga on the map, and turned to Weilian: ”Let’s set off now, best to arrive before sunrise tomorrow, then we won’t be easily discovered.”

”We head directly to the southern port of Sindaga; it’s a civilian port and won’t be easily discovered.”

Weilian nodded, after pondering for a while: ”Alright, let’s go from the edge of the Black Stone Sea Region directly over. The journey won’t risk much, and with the speed of the Horror Ghost Ship, we can arrive by tonight.”

After speaking, he walked towards the deck and shouted: ”Set sail!”

The Horror Ghost Ship gradually drifted away from Eric’s Mansion’s small harbor, becoming dim until it completely disappeared.

”Gone again, huh.”

Kasmin looked at the disappearing Horror Ghost Ship and smiled ambiguously.

The current situation is quite clear; if the factor of the Divine Spirit is excluded, restoring the Empire is only a matter of time.

As long as the people of the All Beings Sect go to the Southern Empire to preach and cure the plague, the southern great nobles will naturally send troops to help the royal family quell the internal strife.

But she knew things wouldn’t be so smooth, just because the Divine Spirit interfered from behind the scenes, so she prepared to cut the Gordian knot by gathering Maelon’s strength and attacking Wodan once again.

With the Duke of Jindola currently at Wodan, capturing him would naturally allow the recapture of Sindaga, and with one less duke, it would mean more profits, naturally attracting a large number of followers pledging their loyalty.

Humans are emotional animals and creatures driven by profit, only when both align towards the same goal will they fight desperately to move forward.

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Not long after Su Changxing and his companions set to sea, the seawater turned ink-black, the sky suddenly darkened, and a strong wind started to blow.

”This is the omen of a storm!” Weilian shouted while looking at the sky, a peculiar expression on his face.

This situation was strikingly similar to last time, as if they were being targeted by this sea. People might be unlucky, but they shouldn’t be perpetually unfortunate.

Amidst the storm, the Horror Ghost Ship sailed steadily, with vast waves washing over the deck.

However, even such a rare storm occurring once in over a decade couldn’t impact the Horror Ghost Ship at all.

Su Changxing originally thought the storm would quickly subside like before, but unexpectedly, it lasted even longer than imagined.

Due to the storm, the speed of the ship also slowed down.

”Is someone controlling this sea? Or is it some kind of curse?”

Su Changxing thought of their previous trip to the Wheat Field, thinking it might have something to do with the Duke and the Divine Spirit supporting Eric from behind.

As time passed, the storm grew fiercer, lightning flashed in the overcast sky, even causing the Horror Ghost Ship to begin to sway slightly.

Many crew members were startled by this situation, their bodies tensed as they grabbed onto the solid parts of the ship to prevent the Horror Ghost Ship from suddenly capsizing.

Soon, they noticed numerous tentacles emerging from the sea, each with a pitch-black eye with pure blue pupils staring at them, sending chills down their spines.

An old crew member named Willie, wrapped in a headscarf, stood at the edge of the bow. Seeing these eyes on the tentacles, he felt dizzy and fell backward, fortunately caught by Billy.

”Don’t look at those things, they’re strange.” He shouted as he dragged Willie’s body away.

Using the Eye of Data, Su Changxing clearly saw that those in the water were bizarre fish with two legs, floating on the sea’s surface.

The tentacles extended from their mouths and reached the sea’s surface.

[Ghost Eye Black Hand Fish: Tier Seven, a species living in the depths of the water, flows with Demon blood, a descendant of a High-level Demon and a Sea Giant Beast.

Possessing extreme brutality yet being timid, they rarely leave the deep-sea zones.

Despite flowing with Demon blood, they have only low intelligence.]

”Creatures that wouldn’t leave their deep-water zones have come to the surface; surely some Divine Spirit is behind this,” Su Changxing revealed a serious expression.

Seeing this scene, Weilian also felt chills, knocking on the back of his head with his hand, ”Did a Divine Spirit send them? Could it really be the Sea God? Then what should we do?”

”Of course, we fight them. Even if it’s a Divine Spirit, how can it stop us?” Su Changxing waved his hand, causing a multitude of ghostly green figures to appear on the deck, then they surged into the sea, attacking those Ghost Eye Black Hand Fish.

The Evil Spirits on the ship, nurtured by the Horror Ghost Ship, were not weak, probably around Tier Seven as well.

The Evil Spirits, along with this swarm of strange fish, began battling in the water. Tao Yi also jumped in afterwards to join the fight.

The other crew members shot at the Ghost Eye Fish from the deck, but due to the limited range of the firearms and the obstruction of seawater, most shots were ineffective, wasting bullets.

Su Changxing didn’t join the battle but focused on observing the surroundings, trying to identify any hints if a Divine Spirit was indeed controlling everything.

The number of Ghost Eye Fish lurking in the water was quite large—almost a thousand—each with substantial combat ability.

They also possessed strong mental disturbance abilities, gaining an advantage over the Evil Spirits.

Yet as time went on, they noticed something was wrong—the Evil Spirits emerging from the ship seemed endless.

”Sahasaha, Gurulu, Kanama,” a Ghost Eye Black Hand Fish shouted, making strange sounds.

This seemed to be a language, a simple language that had developed among these strange fish.