Roselle asked with a complicated expression:
"So you trusted the God of Knowledge and Wisdom and the God of Steam and Machinery again, planning to become the Red Priest with their help?"
"You..."
Before Roselle could finish, the sound of mechanical gears suddenly rang in his ears, followed by a towering tree rising from the ground.
Sensing the changes sweeping through his surroundings, Roselle raised his hand, but ultimately did nothing, allowing this power to draw him into the Astral World-a white-bearded old man holding a book and a muscular man carrying a hammer walked out.
They were Herabergen, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, and Stiano, the God of Steam and Machinery.
Roselle grinned at them. "Stiano, I haven't even come looking for you, and you actually dare come make trouble for me?! Perfect. Let's settle our old and new scores together!"
A mighty power of distortion erupted,
and for a moment, the rules of the entire Astral World twisted with it.
Meanwhile, after drinking the potion, Doloren Sauron swiftly finished accommodating the Uniqueness he had already half accommodated.
In an instant, the shackles that had trapped him for decades shattered completely. The impassioned cries of countless soldiers rang in his ears. Waving their battle flags, they frantically shouted his name, gradually connecting with his mind and together forming a Mind Network centered on the Red Priest.
And bit by bit, he took the final step toward becoming the Red Priest.
But just then, his body shuddered, his consciousness abruptly froze, and a teasing laugh sounded beside his ear:
"Much appreciated."
Boundless fury erupted in Doloren Sauron's eyes. "No!! Don't even think..."
"Ah, I'm sorry to tell you, but the two Conqueror characteristics you used to advance to Red Priest... were both imagined by Adam. The real Beyonder