However,
compared to the appearance of that terrifying image,
an illusory oracle flashed like lightning into the minds of some priests above Tier 3, and even into the ears of cardinals, archbishops, and other great figures:
The Heir to the stars had vanished—the vessel once regarded as the mercury-nailed conduit for the Gospel Book of the gods:
Her heart, eyes, and internal organs had all disappeared.
This was an error that violated predetermined fate.
A replacement revived from the Twilight Star Cluster had to be found as soon as possible to fill the coming abyss of darkness.
At the same time,
a new mission was issued: bring "Misfortune" to my sacrificial altar.
After hearing the oracle, countless clergymen first fell into brief silence.
Then,
a frantic clamor erupted through halls across the world.
The elderly archbishops quickly gathered together, brows tightly furrowed as they muttered to themselves, trying to find scattered references to the "Heir to the stars," the "Twilight Star Cluster," and "Misfortune" within ancient scriptures.
"But we can still find some information on the Heir to the stars and the Twilight Star Cluster.
But 'Misfortune'...
What does that mean?"
A young priest from the Evangelical Sect picked up the Gospel Book he had just dropped on the floor.
But at that moment, an even older bishop beside him let out a meaningful sigh.
"It most likely represents some concept, or... 'someone.'
The Evangelical Sect is about to split again."
And so, branches of the Evangelical Sect around the world began deploying their respective missions.
Some were responsible for contacting other religious holy sites and Relic Key holders around the globe, sharing information in the hope of piecing together a complete clue.
Others ventured deep into long-sealed chambers beneath churches, where many mysterious Sacred Relics were stored. Perhaps they