From Now On, I Believe in Lord Huosi

"You look a bit lost."

Just as Wuer Nuode was sinking into total despair, a crisp voice rang out.

"Who is it?"

Wuer Nuode spun around with lightning speed, shouting in shock.

What met his eyes were three figures: a bewitching man and a silver-haired elder standing respectfully behind a young man.

"This, how is this possible?"

Wuer Nuode felt his entire world crumbling.

This place was the core area of the Light Church; it was impossible for outsiders to enter, yet these three people had appeared before him without making a single sound.

This could only mean that the strength of these three far exceeded his own, to the point where he couldn't detect even a shred of their presence.

Of course, that wasn't the most terrifying part; the most terrifying thing was that the Pope inside the great hall hadn't reacted at all.

One had to remember, he was a powerhouse of the Saint Realm. Although his character was rotten, his strength was the real deal. Could these people be gods?

"My lords, may I ask what brings you here?"

Wuer Nuode made the best decision in an instant, lowering his head to bow respectfully as he asked.

"Very good. It seems you are a man who knows how to read the situation. My name is Huosi. From today on, this Light Continent belongs to me."

Huosi spoke in a flat, unquestionable tone.

"This?"

Wuer Nuode was stunned for a moment. Even though he had been mentally prepared, he was still shocked by the young man's words.

After a long silence, Wuer Nuode asked tentatively:

"My lord, I have no way to decide this matter. The Light Church is run by the Pope."

"The Pope? He will soon be a corpse. I only want to know: are you willing to become my subordinate?"

Huosi cut the Chief Judge off directly, asking in a deep voice.

"This..." Wuer Nuode was momentarily dazed.

"You have seen what the Light Church is like now, and you have seen the lives the common people everywhere are leading. You come from the lower classes yourself—do you have no opinion on this?"

Huosi stared straight at the Chief Judge, his tone filled with mockery:

"Your Lord of Light is truly great, isn't he? To choose such a person to serve as Pope—truly, how joyous and congratulatory!"

"Although the people of the continent live in an environment where they cannot eat their fill or dress warmly, they are all children of the Lord of Light. They should feel happy."

"They will not die; they will only return to the embrace of the Lord."

With every word Huosi spoke, Chief Judge Wuer Nuode's face grew a shade paler.

"My lord, please, I beg you, stop!"

Wuer Nuode was silent for a long time before he spoke bitterly:

"I know, I know everything. I know all of this, but I... I simply cannot do anything."

If he could, Wuer Nuode certainly wouldn't want things to be this way; he came from the lower peasantry.

He knew the situation below all too well. Back when the old Pope was in charge, he could still judge many people.

However, now, the entire continent had begun to descend into chaos.

Yet, he knew the root cause but could not stop it, because the Pope was a god.

A realm that made the Saint Realm feel despair—the realm of gods.

"You have no way, but I can help you. I can help you kill the Pope, and I can also let you become the administrator of the continent. It just depends on whether you dare to agree!"

Huosi did not give up, continuing to speak.

"This... my lord, I wonder, after you unify the continent, is there anything you wish to do?"

Wuer Nuode asked tentatively.

"The people we rule will all be able to eat their fill and wear warm clothes. The people we rule will be able to have their elders cared for and their young raised. The people we rule will not be allowed to have those blood-sucking nobles and aristocrats exist!"

Huosi rolled his eyes at Wuer Nuode and began to explain.

"How is that possible!" Wuer Nuode couldn't help but blurt out.

It wasn't that he couldn't understand Huosi's words just now, but he couldn't believe them.

Because these words were too outrageous; even if the other party was a god, many things could not be changed so easily.

"Just because the Lord of Light cannot do it does not mean we cannot."

Huosi replied indifferently, staring straight at Wuer Nuode.

"The Lord of Light, the Lord of Light..." Wuer Nuode muttered to himself, then knelt on one knee:

"Lord Huosi, I am willing to serve you."

As for the Lord of Light, he had completely lost hope; it was impossible for him to continue his faith.

Although this was his first time meeting the young man before him, Wuer Nuode could sense that he was different—different from the high and mighty Lord of Light.

He was willing to place his trust in this lord, and furthermore, he believed that if this lord were to rule the continent, it would at least not be any worse than what the Pope was doing now.

"Adkins, proceed."

Huosi glanced at Adkins behind him and said.

"Yes, my lord."

Adkins replied respectfully, then grabbed Wuer Nuode and vanished instantly.

"Wait, you..."

Wuer Nuode didn't even have time to finish his sentence before he felt himself being whisked away.

Meanwhile, inside the Light Palace, Pope Aodarming looked at the Saintess who had already turned into a corpse and curled his lip in disdain.

"Good grief, another one dead. These Saintesses are just too fragile."

Aodarming yawned, his tone devoid of the slightest hint of remorse.

"You really are a hopeless wretch!"

"Hmm?"

Aodarming's expression shifted violently, and he looked toward the source of the voice.

He saw a familiar figure looking at him with fury.

The Chief Inquisitor, Wuer Nuode; he was no stranger to him.

"Wuer Nuode, you have some nerve..."

Before Aodarming could finish, he was already hoisted into the air by his throat.

"You! You!"

Aodarming had never suffered such a setback, but now, survival was his priority.

"My lord, spare me! I am willing to serve, I am willing to serve!"

Adkins threw a single punch, and the godhood instantly fell to the ground.

"Pah, what a piece of trash. 'Willing to serve'? Even the Federation would find a creature like you disgusting to take in!"

Adkins spat on the ground and said coldly.

"He... he's dead just like that?"

Wuer Nuode suddenly felt a sense of unreality. The Pope was a Lowgod, after all, yet he had been killed in a single move without the slightest chance to fight back.

Could this lord be a Midgod?

A bitter feeling rose in Wuer Nuode's heart; if these lords had appeared sooner, perhaps...

Wuer Nuode wiped his tears away forcefully; he had more important things to do now.

On this day, the Light Continent underwent a massive upheaval.

The Chief Inquisitor of the Light Church, Lord Wuer Nuode, announced the abolition of the Light Church's doctrines and called upon everyone to abandon the Lord of Light.

At the same time, strange flying objects never seen before appeared above the major cities of the continent.

Those flying objects were at least a hundred meters long, and a giant screen emerged from them. Inside the screen, Chief Inquisitor Wuer Nuode delivered a speech, denouncing the Pope of Light as a devil who had slaughtered countless commoners.

In an instant, the entire Church was shaken, and the kings of all the kingdoms were left dumbfounded, having no idea what was happening.

Subsequently, officials in various regions received reports that a strange, unknown army had invaded from the coastal areas.

This army wore clothes they had never seen before and used super-powerful weapons they had never encountered, easily occupying vast territories.

They called themselves the Interstellar Federation, claiming they had come to eliminate the nobility and rescue the common people.

After capturing cities, they were in no rush to continue their advance; instead, they began clearing out bandits and marauders on the spot, publicly executing the nobles within local clans who had oppressed the commoners.

Not only that, this army did not take a single cent or a grain of rice from the commoners. On the contrary, they even had their own Light mages proactively provide free medical treatment to the civilians.

One had to understand, these were the respected mages! In the past, commoners couldn't even catch a glimpse of one, and if a mage killed them for no reason, they had no recourse.

After killing the original local officials, they immediately arranged for replacements, while large numbers of logistics personnel began to penetrate into the smaller towns below.

The logistics personnel helped them renovate infrastructure; Earth mages and Water mages helped them reshape the land, divide plots, and begin constructing new roads.

At the same time, a large number of houses were built, and a series of laws were enacted, specifically targeting those noble lords who had once acted with such arrogance.

In Tanshan Town, the mayor stood with several elders, watching the workers constructing houses ahead.

A week ago, when they first arrived, the elders in the town had all been shouting and screaming, declaring they would perish together with the heretics.

It was the young people who had persuaded them, intending to just pay some money and grain as they always had and endure it.

"We cannot endure this! They are different from the bandits of the past. Bandits only wanted money, but these people are showing disrespect to the Lord of Light!"

These elders had lived in the small town their entire lives and had worshipped the Lord of Light for just as long; how could they possibly understand when they saw heretics invading?

However, they now realized that these people were different from the mercenary groups and bandit gangs of the past.

After they arrived, they refused the large amount of gold coins offered by the mayor, declined the grain and meat prepared by the town, and didn't even intend to seize the townspeople's houses.

Instead, they provided meat to the children in town who weren't getting enough to eat, and they provided medical treatment to those in the village suffering from injuries or illnesses.

They told the townspeople that the Interstellar Federation would not harm civilians, that the Federation would provide them with fertile land, channels to treat their ailments, and build convenient roads for them.

At the same time, they wiped out the nearby bandits and mercenaries, dragging those who had once slaughtered the villagers into the town for public execution.

In just a few short days, watching the children happily eating meat every day, seeing the wounded who had been healed, witnessing the execution of the bandits who had once killed their neighbors, and observing the troops who committed no offenses against them.

These elders, who had believed in the Lord of Light their entire lives, could not help but tear up, realizing for the first time just how incompetent the Lord of Light truly was.

In the past, when they were bullied by bandits, they would pray to the Lord and ask the Church to intervene; although the Church's interventions against bandits always resulted in them returning after a while, it at least provided a brief moment of respite.

But today, they suddenly realized what kind of thing the Lord of Light was! Get lost, they thought; from this day forward, they would believe in the Interstellar Federation.