"Then make the preparations slowly.
At the same time, proceed with the blood-replacement ritual for the Thirty-Seventh Frost Moon among those heretic God-Given. Try to create another batch of Seraphim.
This time, make sure to completely erase their independent consciousness. Do not give Bloodstained Dawn any more living strength."
"I understand.
There absolutely will not be any more problems this time."
The research bishop nodded.
But the archbishop was clearly getting a headache.
"This is already the tenth time this year I've heard you say that.
If there is another problem, you can go become a Cherub."
Thinking of one disaster after another, Archbishop Adrian could not help tightening his grip around the wineglass in his hand.
"Pitiful Seraphim. Who would have thought that only those mindless weapons could break through the limits of life's rank?
Sigh, is this the gods' punishment, or the shackles of our own genes?
If we want to become true fifth-rank divine servants, or even sixth-rank angels—demigods—those trash God-Given captured from the slums alone will not be enough.
I need dragons."
"Archbishop, technology for such high-level Genetic Ascension should only be held by the Twilight Star Cluster.
But their Empress stands on equal footing with our Supreme Archbishop. Aquarius simply cannot reach her.
If we did not possess methods to suppress the Abyss, they might have gone to war with us long ago."
"It is simple. Find a way to loosen some of the 'Abyss suppression' on the Twilight Empress.
If she becomes a lunatic,
our next actions will become much easier."
And so,
while they discussed conspiracies that would soon affect the course of a vast future timeline,
because of the instructions Bishop Lucas of the Silver Ring Eternal Dawn branch had left behind,
after Lucia released her Spiritual Energy Trait, the traces