The Saber King's twin blades severely suppressed the Preacher.
The Preacher, just like last time, Precision parried the blade with his cane, but was forced to retreat repeatedly.
Even though he was at a disadvantage, the Preacher calmly said, "With the arrival of the Divine Domain, everything will be over soon."
The Saber King looked at the floor painting behind the Preacher, which exuded an extremely evil and nauseating aura, as if it connected to another world.
The painting continued to release Wandering Corpse, which were shattered by the aftershocks of the two's battle as soon as they appeared, but there were too many Wandering Corpse, and they respawned infinitely.
There are always some who slip through the net and find a loophole to escape from the factory.
The Saber King tried several times to destroy the painting, but the Preacher always stood in his way at the crucial moment.
Even when he directly confronted the Saber King's sword with his own body, he did not retreat even half a step.
The Believer Clone trembled with fear.
He was terrified that the Saber King might accidentally shatter his eggshell.
It would be incredibly frustrating for an MVP to die like this.
However, to the clone's surprise, the eggshell was more sturdy than he had imagined.
Although the Saber King did not directly attack the eggshell, the aftershocks of his blade energy struck it several times.
The eggshell wasn't broken; it only left a few shallow marks.
"So you're not letting me leave, are you?"
The clone kept cursing.
Staying here all the time isn't a good idea.
What if the Saber King unleashes his ultimate move and cuts him down as well?
He hasn't even tasted the Soul Orb that Qin Ze drew yet.
At that moment, the Preacher's voice suddenly rang in the ear of the Believer Clone.
" The Power of Faith I just collected from the believers is about to be refined by me."
"Time is running out, so listen carefully to everything I'm about to say."
The clone was stunned for a moment.
The Preacher sounded like he was giving his dying words.
The clone, regaining its senses, nodded. "Go on, I'm listening."
The Preacher said in a deep voice, "Next, I will use the power of the Lord to kill this person."
"The Lord will brand you, and you will take over my role in spreading the Lord's holiness throughout the world."
The clone clenched its fist excitedly.
Old man, finally got some gold coins!
With a strong sense of mission as the best actor, he asked with great emotion, "And what about you?"
The Preacher continued, "My sacrifice of the believers' faith in advance to bring down the Divine Domain comes at a price."
The clone blinked.
Qin Ze was right as predicted.
The descent of the Divine Domain is subject to certain conditions, and these conditions are quite significant.
What price?
"I will return to the Divine Domain, back to the Lord's side."
The Believer Clone feigned deep anguish. "You're going to die?!"
The Preacher smiled and said, "It's only a temporary separation. The Lord will rebuild me, and we will meet again soon."
The clone asked, puzzled, "Why are you doing this?"
The Preacher is perhaps being a little too selfless.
She gave her life simply to groom him as her successor.
This inevitably makes the clone wonder if he and the other person are truly related by blood.
The Preacher explained, "Not every world understands what we are doing. They don't understand the greatness of the Lord, nor do they know that the Lord has come to save them. They will rebel."
"Therefore, the propagation of the Lord's holiness must initially be carried out secretly, without allowing the beings of this world, especially the powerful ones, to discover it."
"Otherwise, any newly emerging believers will be nipped in the bud."
"When you become Preacher in the future, you must also remember this: try to choose newly born worlds where the inhabitants do not have high combat power."
"I had assumed the world was like this, with no Preacher ever setting foot here, and that no one understood the holiness of the Lord."
"It turns out there's an imperfect god in this world!"
At this point, the Preacher gritted his teeth.
The clone smirked.
They thought the Human Race world was a ball of cotton, but when they kicked it, they found a piece of iron hidden inside.
The clone feigned surprise. "There are gods in this world?"
The Preacher replied, "Indeed, there is. Although the Source of God is incomplete, it is indeed God."
"He discovered me from the very beginning, and my subsequent sermons are doomed to fail."
Just when I thought I was doomed to fail, I discovered you.
The clone was stunned for a moment. "Me?"
The Preacher laughed and said, "You have a special constitution that appears only once in ten thousand years, allowing you to absorb the Lord's divinity completely without leaving a trace. That's why I came up with this plan."
"I descended the Divine Domain ahead of time, using the power of the Lord to slay that incomplete god, and the person before me."
"After I have done all this, I will return to the Divine Domain, and this world will consider that the Lord's divinity has completely vanished."
"But little did they know, you were the most crucial link."
"You will become the new Preacher, taking over my unfinished mission!"
"At that time, no one will notice you anymore, the new god will have fallen, and nothing will be able to threaten you."
After hearing this, the clone couldn't help but slap the table in admiration.
What a flawless plan! Who can tell you're a genius?
If the Preacher's plan succeeds, there is no doubt that the entire Human Race world will eventually fall into complete chaos.
However, despite his meticulous planning, he overlooked one crucial point.
His most trusted follower was actually a traitor.
The figure stood tall and proud, his face serious.
"Loyalty!"
"Go in peace, I will surely spread the Lord's holiness to every corner of this world."
"Now tell me about your plan to slay the god."
"That is, after all, a god. Can you really kill it?"
Immediately, the clone shouted in the Local Area Network: "Who else!"
"I didn't even give him fifty dollars, and he still let me listen to his plans."
The Dharma King remarked, "It's truly a blessing that this Preacher has accumulated so much merit in his past life to have met you."
"Now he'll die with his eyes wide open in disbelief."
The Preacher was deeply moved to see how much his clone cared for him; his judgment had indeed been correct!
He then told his clone about his plan to slay the god.
"It's simple, my Power of Faith alone isn't enough to fight against a god."
"God, only God can slay him."
" The Power of Faith of the believers is a key; I used it to open the gate connecting to the Divine Domain."
"Although this Power of Faith is insufficient to summon the great Lord, I have offered it as a sacrifice to Him, and He will grant me great power!"
"This power is sufficient to deal with that immature god."
The clone exclaimed in admiration, "Amazing! It truly has no weaknesses!"
The Preacher hesitated for a moment. "To be honest, there are weaknesses..."
"When the Lord bestows power upon me, I must connect with the Divine Domain. If that connection is severed, all my efforts will be in vain."
"However, the connection is extremely secretive. Unless someone knows about it beforehand, even a god wouldn't be able to detect it."
The clone nodded. "I see."
Immediately, he added a sentence to himself.
"Now I know."