The sea breeze is howling and the sky is green.

The real Pope Gal, wearing the Peter's Ring, a golden shawl on his shoulders, and a five-pointed belt around his neck, stood indifferently on a raised hillside, surrounded by several real demigods, staring down.

By the stream where the grass grows and the orioles fly, a bronze door rises from the ground, filled with gloomy winds and filled with resentment.

Accompanied by resentful spirits and skeletons, a large number of human civilians walked out of the bronze door.

These civilians were obviously under the influence of hypnosis. After passing through the terrifying hell, not only did they not feel any fear, many of them even had expressions of reluctance on their faces.

There are countless people shouting the names of their deceased relatives and friends, and even trying to return to hell!

This absurd scene makes the True Church find it very ridiculous... Sad human beings have to cover up their self-deception even with this horror. What is the difference between this and pigs?

"Your Holiness, I don't understand. The widespread disasters in North are clearly caused by their belief in evil gods and myths. Why don't we take the opportunity to redeem them, but instead open up Zhongbei and take them in?"

The Bishop of the Womi Tribe and the former owner of the Ice Floe Ship, the demigod Carol, asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same.

Regarding the disasters that these human beings have suffered, he only feels that they deserve it.

"All living beings are suffering, and our Lord has been saving them!"

Pope Gal narrowed his eyes and whispered.

"Her, them?"

Carol's heart skipped a beat and her tone hesitated.

"All living beings suffer. Even the old gods are members of all living beings. Our Lord is kind and loving, how can we favor one over the other?" Pope Gal said in a deep voice.

Carol's eyes widened suddenly, and the height of thought displayed by Pope Gal made her scalp tingle!

"A new god has been born in the religion. From now on, we must not interpret our Lord's oracle with a short-sighted and crude mind; let alone be narrow-minded and racially biased, and despise and exclude other races. In the eyes of our Lord, all intelligent races can be saved.

Understand?"

Pope Gale spoke earnestly, with a trace of envy flashing deep in his eyes.

"Yes, thank you, Lord Pope, for the tip!"

Carol clenched her fists and touched her chest. When she looked at the migrating humans again, her eyes had changed subtly.

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"Open the Northern Continent? Real man, what do you mean by this?"

In a dreamland, on the edge of an unknown cliff, in the mind of a biochemical doll with "one body and two consciousnesses", Migo Commissioner Blue's voice filled with uncertainty rang out.

Obviously the Migo family has always been paying attention to the changes in the North continent!

The action of real people opening up the Northern Continent and allowing the gods to take refuge made it inexplicable and incomprehensible.

"What the great Nyarlathotep wants is chaos and madness. Is there anything more chaotic and crazy than the old gods fighting against each other?" Ning Xiuyuan said sophistically.

"You want to absorb the old god of North?"

"do you have any opinion?"

"A real person, as an old god, you should know very well that the old gods cannot be subordinate to humans. Sooner or later, they will backstab you! The Northern Continent that you have worked so hard to maintain will eventually be torn apart! Even the left side of the Magic Continent will be torn apart.

Sick." Lan warned.

“The state is an imagined community, and so are the church and faith!

As long as the green-skin craze continues, the Old Gods group will never be divided. I think this is exactly what Nyarlathotep wants to see!"

When Ning Xiuyuan said this, he pretended to be a sheep and added casually: "Unless Uposasla stops!"

He was testing Nyarlathotep's degree of control over this matter, and even testing Uposathra's fundamental purpose.

"In the face of absolute power, any attempt to form an alliance will be like a ridiculous group of ants. A real person, you wouldn't think that Uposasla's methods are just that, right?"

Lan sneered and did not respond to Ning Xiuyuan's provocation. Maybe he didn't notice it? Or he didn't want to respond.

"Really? I once set foot on Gray Yinka and witnessed the splendor of "Key of the Old Gods" in the boiling flesh and blood with my own eyes! I think no one among the old gods knows Uposathra better than me!" Ning Xiu Far from losing the momentum.

"Have you seen Uposathra?" Lan's tone was shocked.

"You sound surprised?"

Lan was silent for a long time and said: "Real man, maybe we can make a deal! If you can collect Uposathra's original body fluid, our clan is willing to pay any price in exchange!"

Ning Xiuyuan sneered: "Listen, you want to imitate the ancients and create Shoggoths?"

Shoggoth was created from the tissue fluid collected by the ancients from Uposathra's body.

It is a pity that the Ancient Ones, a race with the same prosperous technology, were eventually destroyed by the backstabbing of the Shoggoths.

Ironically, the oldest Shogskogwo, known as the "Great Shoggoth", was absorbed by Uposathra after choosing to join him.

To this day, there are still a small number of Shoggoths living among various races in a mimetic way.

The "Invisible Son" driven by the toad god Tsathoggua is one of the variants of Shoggoth.

In other words, this is a Shoggoth that was transformed by Tsathogua.

"Imitate? Haha, the biochemical technology of the ancients is not qualified to be compared with our race! With Uposathra's tissue fluid in their hands, they can only create low-level creatures like 'Shoggoths'. This is simply an insult to the foreign gods. and blasphemy.”

Lan was obviously very dissatisfied with Ning Xiuyuan's "imitation" statement.

"Maybe, but your biochemical technology is not much better. It seems that Gadamon is still unscathed?" Ning Xiuyuan said sarcastically.

"You are qualified to evaluate only when you are alive. You who reject Nyarlathotep's established route should still find a way to survive the Green Tide disaster! Your existence time is so short that it can be ignored in the time scale of our race's existence."

"However, as long as you can get Uposathra's tissue fluid, our clan can do everything we can to help you resist the green tide disaster! We can even create a universe in atoms so that you can enjoy eternal immortality."

Regarding Ning Xiuyuan's evaluation, Lan's tone was full of arrogance.

"Yes, you are right. Survival is what I need to focus on most right now."

Ning Xiuyuan did not retort, he nodded in agreement.

Just when Lan was secretly happy, thinking that Ning Xiuyuan was going to agree to him, Ning Xiuyuan's next words made him furious.

"It seems that I need to win over more forces! Gadamon involves the highest biochemical technology of the nobles, and it is also related to the purpose of Yafumza, the Lord of Ice Flame."

"So why should I sacrifice the near and far away? To control Gadamon, the nobles also have to serve me, are you right?"

Ning Xiuyuan asked as if teasing or testing.

"What are you going to do?"

Lan's voice was full of vigilance and uncertainty.

"Using me before the North disaster broke out is not a kind act. Even if you and I both belong to the Million Favored Ones organization, this is a provocation and blasphemy to me! Gadamon will be the price you must pay!"

Ning Xiuyuan's voice fell, and a figure suddenly flashed beside the biochemical doll and jumped into the cliff shrouded in haze.
Chapter completed!