Shui Yue'er is extremely envious, the young Tang Chuan?

Lynch reached for his gun again, but the man dodged quickly, only letting out a sigh of relief when he saw that Lynch wasn't actually going to fire.

"Alright, alright, we were just a bit suspicious, and it was only a test. Before we came to find you, we had already tested Klein. He is indeed a Beyonder, but he seems to have consumed the potion only recently; it must have been within these past few days.

It's even possible that he and those people like Welch found the Seer potion formula in the Antigonus Notebook and handed it over to the Nighthawks, thereby earning the qualifications to become a member.

As for him being bewitched, that's normal. We've learned that a Seer has no real offensive power, their divination is often inaccurate, and they are easily interfered with. He's nothing to be afraid of. If you choose a Beyonder pathway, definitely don't choose Seer."

The man smiled.

Lynch finally felt a sense of relief in his heart.

It was fortunate that Klein had consumed the potion early this morning; otherwise, he would have surely given himself away when these people tested him.

However, he immediately thought of something else.

"Beyonder? What does that mean? Can I do it too?"

He put on an expression of excitement and anticipation, and the man said with a look of envy: "Yes, you can. Mr. Z intends to grant you a great merit, allowing you to truly join the Nighthawks."

Mr. Z?

Why did that title sound so familiar?

Before Lynch could wonder for long, the man helped clear up his confusion.

"Your loyalty allows you to know more. The true name of our Lord is the Creator of All, the Master of the Curtain of Shadows, the Corrupted Nature of all living beings, the True Creator."

Oh, hell no!

Stop talking!

The True Creator is looking over here!

Lynch immediately felt the energy inside the Stone of Myriad Phenomena depleting rapidly.

He instantly shut down the two active projects—generating Beyonder items and the full text of Lord of the Mysteries—only allowing the Stone of Myriad Phenomena to focus all its power on the Sequence 9 potion formula while trying its best to help him evade the gaze of a god.

He felt like he was about to explode.

He didn't know how much time had passed before that gaze finally shifted away, and the man in front of him revealed a crazed expression.

"Very good, you passed the Lord's test. You didn't even show signs of mutation. What a fine seedling. Mr. Z's decision was correct; he intends to hand over the management of the underground church in Tingen to you. As for Upton, who knows your identity, we will leave him to you, adding to your merits for joining the Nighthawks."

Lynch groaned inwardly.

He remembered—he remembered everything.

The high-ranking members of the Aurora Order were called Mr. X, and they worshipped the True Creator.

They spread their faith among the masses, often using simple and direct names like the Big Meat Church, the Full Belly Church, or the Meat Galore Church.

Now, he had provoked this very deity.

How could he not lose his life?

Lynch let out a breath, looking at the man before him with utter helplessness.

But he still endured his frustration and asked: "Is the True Creator the Lord I worship? What does the Lord want me to do? And if I join the Nighthawks and become a Beyonder, how can I choose the pathway bestowed by the Lord?"

The man looked at Lynch with envy once again.

The Lord was truly too good to this guy.

"The Lord says that once you become a Sequence 5 of the Church of the Goddess, He will personally bestow a demigod potion upon you to help you switch back to the pathway granted by the Lord."

Lynch: ...

To hell with the True Creator!

He had never heard of these two pathways being interchangeable; forcing a switch would leave one either dead or half-insane.

It was truly the pathway of madmen, doing exactly what madmen would do.

However, Lynch couldn't refuse. He gritted his teeth, took a breath, and indicated that it was no problem.

He would agree for now, and once he was close to becoming a demigod, he would run away immediately. With the Stone of Myriad Phenomena, if he couldn't win, couldn't he at least hide?

"I agree, I am willing to contribute to the Lord!"

Lynch's face was full of piety, which made the man even more satisfied.

"Very good. Now, I will give you Mr. Z's contact information. He is leaving Tingen soon, and there is much for you to do here. Presiding over the descent of the god is the top priority!"

Lynch: ...

Wait, he had to do that too?

Was the Aurora Order not afraid of people turning on them when they made them do this kind of work?

"The descent of the god is extremely important, and you, my friend, are lurking within the Nighthawks. You will surely be able to learn internal information and prevent everyone from finding our arrangements ahead of time. This is truly a genius idea; the Lord and Mr. Z have made such a shrewd decision!"

Lynch: ...

Wait, did anyone ask for his opinion?

"Mr. Z said we will cooperate with you to stage a play, gathering those people from the Church together so they burn themselves. When the time comes, you will bring the Nighthawks to stop it. As for Upton, we will let him enter the Lord's divine kingdom; he won't disturb your current life!"

The man grinned.

Lynch twitched the corner of his mouth.

Although the threat of Upton was gone, why did these people talk about human lives so casually?

However...

It didn't matter.

He had intended for Upton to die anyway, so it was even better that he didn't have to do it himself.

"There is a Seer among the Nighthawks who has mastered many rituals. I dealt with him today, and he said that one can also obtain information from the mouths of the dead."

The man smiled.

"Rest assured, we will clean everything up. You won't be implicated. Your current infiltration of the Church of the Goddess is very important. Mr. Z will make everything give way for you, including me!"

Lynch breathed a sigh of relief.

But a doubt arose in his heart.

Who is this guy?

This was indeed quite awkward. When the other party appeared, he knew it was someone from the Big Meat Church, so he didn't dare ask for a name. Now, he dared even less, fearing he might reveal a flaw.

"When will you make your move?"

"Three days from now, as soon as possible! Once you become a Beyonder, you will be able to do more for us. This credit I'm giving you is enough for you to become a formal member of the Nighthawks squad."

The man fantasized about the future, as if the Aurora Order had already conquered the world.

Lynch looked at his expression and knew he was seriously ill.

I mean, the late emperor's cause was only half-finished, so why did he have to join a cult first?

But regardless, this task still had to be done.

Lynch sighed and piously joined the man in thanking the True Creator for His generosity and Mr. Z for His planning; they might as well have held a thanksgiving party.

"Alright, I'm going to leave to handle these matters for you. It would be best if you found someone to keep an eye on Upton over the next few days. If he heads to Caven Street, notify the Nighthawks immediately. Our plan is about to begin."

"Understood, rest assured. For the glory of the Lord, I will certainly do my utmost to shine and radiate heat within the ranks of the Nighthawks and help the Lord create new brilliance!"

Lynch patted his chest, his face full of piety; he might as well have cut out his own heart to prove his loyalty.

It was just that after the man left, he quickly returned to a bitter expression.

How did he end up joining a cult?

Although, the cult did pay quite well.