Targeting

Although I'm preparing to travel through time again, I'm not going to just impulsively embark on a trip on a whim.

At the very least, Sulu would have to appease Rhode first, and then go to Green Tree Castle Keep to report to Dunstan.

Inner Circle.

"What? You're leaving again?"

Dunstan stared in astonishment at Sulu in front of him.

Is there a problem?

Sulu frowned.

"No! I just feel your frequency is too high... Although that might be a necessary step to mastering [Planeswalker], you should also pay attention to your mental and psychological adjustment."

Dunstan earnestly instructed, "Besides that... the Federation has sent many requests to Green Tree Castle, all wanting you to carry out some missions."

[Planeswalker] possess the ability to Spirit World Travel Spirit World the Dark Continent at will, and are not subject to the same restrictions as those imposed by dimensional teleportation.

Sulu asked himself if he had such a person under his command, he would definitely use him to the point of exhaustion.

only...

He asked with a sneer, "How many of these tasks come from the Church?"

The Church of the Goddess of Light will definitely consider him a key target.

Thinking of this, Sulu couldn't help but sigh inwardly:

'At the fifth rank, I've already attracted considerable attention from the Church of the Goddess of Light... The path to transcendence is one of irreversible progress from the very beginning... And to counter their hostility, I must continuously advance and level up.'

"Hehe..."

Dunstan remained silent, but this was tacitly his consent.

He took out his pipe and took a deep drag. "Actually... it's not without a solution, for example... becoming a reserve Guardian of the Federation. That's more like an honorary advisor position..."

"I'm not planning to consider that either."

Sulu knew very well that if he joined the Federation, the Church would not be so aggressive, and the Federation would not be an accomplice.

But he just didn't want to compromise.

Knees are like that; once you kneel, they go weak, and soon you'll kneel a second and a third time.

Even Church him, the psychological trauma and setbacks he suffered could have a very negative impact on his promotion.

Fortunately, he was a [Planeswalker] who could leave at a moment's notice, otherwise the situation would have been much worse.

"Alright... I will relay your refusal to the Federation... in a tactful manner."

Dunstan sighed.

In his view, this departure might also be a form of resistance for Sulu.

That spontaneous, impulsive style might make some people even more uncomfortable... but for some reason, I actually feel a little envious.

"It's so good to be young!"

Dunstan could only sigh in this way.

"Well then, I'll take my leave."

Sulu gave a slight bow, and his figure slowly disappeared.

White Eagle City, Cathedral of Light.

This is the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess of Light, and since the Dawn of Gods, it has gradually undergone some mysterious changes.

Not only did the sky seem brighter and the marble pillars smoother, but believers also solemnly assured that they had seen the phantom of Angel descending.

"He refused? I knew it..."

At that moment, in a simple office, an elderly man in a long robe slowly accepted the Telegraph and nodded.

A plaque hangs outside the office, with a line of characters written in Common Hebraic: ' Department of Faith Theory, Bishop's Office'.

Department of Faith Theory!

In the past, in a time of ignorance, this was a name that could almost stop a child from crying at night. Back then, it was called the ' Goddess Tribunal'!

Those who work here are all Frenzy followers of the Goddess, and they have launched many witch hunts, burning large numbers of 'witches' and 'male witches' alive on the stake.

In ancient times, this old man in the long robe would have been the head of the Religious Inquisition!

--Alfred!

This is the title of the current Minister of Department of Faith Theory.

In the Federation's dark underworld, he also had another nickname— the Whip of the Goddess!

"Your Excellency... I believe the other party is very likely a cultist and must be secretly arrested and their beliefs verified."

The clergyman who delivered the Telegraph exclaimed indignantly.

As Alfred's assistant, he knew everything about Sulu.

The fact that the other party dared to refuse the sacred mission issued by the Church and confirmed by the Federation is a sin! It's enough for him to regard them as an enemy!

"That's normal... The extraordinary beings fear us and curse us, but they don't know that only the Goddess is truly merciful and can protect all of humanity."

Alfred made a praying gesture. "Only if Evil God wreak havoc, or new gods are born, will this world be pushed into an unpredictable future."

"Sulu Potter! I originally intended to spare him the troubles and slow down his progress for the sake of the Portley Family... but he chose his own death, and no one but the Goddess can save him."

Alfred continued, "Add his name to the internal execution list. Let the ' Sanction Division ' formulate the plan... Spirit World Travel isn't a panacea."

While Spirit World Travel is a more terrifying escape technique than dimensional teleportation, it is not without its countermeasures.

The Church of the Goddess of Light possesses a depth that will far exceed Sulu's imagination!

"The traps are fine, but I'm afraid the other side will escape this world..."

The clergyman standing nearby whispered.

"A person is always bound by their own emotions, making it difficult to make the decision to leave their hometown, let alone the world."

Alfred stroked Sulu's file. "His brother is missing? Or hidden away? In this respect, family ties, friendship... can all become traps."

His finger paused on the name Sean: "This Sean, is he already a fourth-tier [Doctor of Lost Souls]?"

Alfred's face was filled with disgust when the profession was mentioned.

Like the Planeswalker, this is also a class derived from Evil God.

"Yes, he is currently the captain of the Bureau 11." The clergyman bowed and said.

"We still have a partnership with the Bureau 11. What if Sean goes on a mission and encounters terrible danger? Would Sulu refuse such a rescue mission?"

Alfred smiled.

"I understand." The clergyman nodded repeatedly and was about to leave.

"Also, before taking action, don't forget to hold a ritual to interfere with the prophetic power in this regard. I don't want any mishaps," Alfred's voice followed.

Life... is truly helpless...

Bureau 11.

Stephen Wellesley held the Telegraph in his hand, pondered for a moment, and then made a decision.

Before a fourth-order subordinate and the Church of the Goddess of Light, the choice requires almost no hesitation.

"A fifth-tier war? Neither side is one of the Federation's own, so let's not fight it on Federation soil..."

His gaze swept across the map, and he quickly Lock-on onto a certain coordinate.

That's the high seas island where the ruins of what appears to be the ' God of Misfortune ' were discovered!