"How... how did you do that?" Hasselbaink Earth Inquiry, his eyes still filled with undisguised shock.
Those who wield [ the Undead Death Energy ] can be called [ the Son of the God of Death ], and those who wield [ the Golden Holy Power ] are called [ the Son of God ]. But now, the [ Son of the God of Death ] and the [ Son of God ] are the same person. This is such an incredible thing, it completely overturns the history of the entire continent.
Sun Fei grinned smugly, then said mysteriously, "It's a secret... Hehe, now you can make your decision to join my Chambord City?"
"This..." Hasselbaink paused, then said, "Indeed, you possess golden divine power, the purest power in the world. Those who wield this power are called [ God's Favored One ], or [ Son of God ]. They can join Church Holy See at any time and become important figures nurtured by the Holy Church. It wouldn't be difficult for them to even seize the papacy in the future. With such power, anyone who doubts you is blaspheming God's choice. Moreover, the transformation leaves no trace of aura involved. If you want to deceive the Church, as long as you are careful, it is quite possible."
At this point, Hasselbaink paused, frowned, and Earth Inquiry slight doubt, "But I still don't understand, is your true identity the [ Son of the God of Death ] or the [ Son of God ]? Between the Holy Church and the Death Temple, which side will you ultimately choose to side with?"
"Is this choice really that important?" Sun Fei looked at the Necromancer with a strange expression and asked, "Why must we choose between these two? Practicing any kind of magic and pursuing any kind of power is everyone's right. If I choose to stand with the Death Temple, does that mean that one day, if I truly reach the pinnacle, I will also have to hunt down and suppress dissidents like the Holy Church does with Undead Magic and warriors now? Will I have to exterminate all the mages and warriors on this continent who practice Holy Power?" At this point, Sun Fei shook his head and said firmly, "No, I won't do that. Otherwise, everything will become a new cycle, meaningless. Do you want the Undead Magic Holy Power faction to suffer the same hardships that the necromancer faction endured? I think you should understand that those high-ranking figures are the ones who do wrong, while those at the bottom are the ones who ultimately suffer. If I have to make a choice, my stance is that I hope every faction of warriors can walk openly on this continent. Martial arts have no inherent good or evil; it is people who have good and evil."
After hearing Sun Fei say this, Hasselbaink fell silent.
After Sun Fei finished speaking, he watched the Necromancer fall silent, but he felt no regret whatsoever.
To be honest, it wasn't that he was deliberately being pretentious or trying to make a shocking statement. Rather, his brief but unforgettable experiences in his past life had already instilled these beliefs and philosophies in him. He had absolutely no goodwill towards the Church, but he didn't want to exterminate them either. In fact, Sun Fei had no interest in conquering or even ruling the entire continent; that was too exhausting and pointless. However, Sun Fei had things and people he wanted to protect, so he needed to become powerful. If one day he could truly rely on his own strength to protect all the people and things he cherished from the threats of this jungle-law-driven continent, wouldn't it be much better to happily travel and enjoy life with his friends, wives, and concubines than to fight and conquer the world?
The atmosphere in the main hall was somewhat silent.
At this moment, the little boy Arthur had finally regained his human appearance, stood behind Hasselbaink, looking at Sun Fei with an unprecedentedly complex gaze. As an intelligent being created by Necromancer hundreds of years ago, from his initial ignorance to his experience of the vicissitudes of the world, he had developed his own thoughts and judgment. Although he was filled with hatred for the hypocritical people of the Holy Church whose hands were stained with Bloody, and who had slaughtered all the priests and knights in the world in no time after gaining power, he also vaguely felt that what the young King in front of him said seemed to be the true and accurate future.
Silence remained.
Hasselbaink lowered his head, clearly deep in thought. His brows were furrowed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his temples, trickling down his neck. His eyes were closed, and eventually, the sweat on his temples even contained traces of blood—symptoms of extreme contemplation.
Sun Fei calmly waited for the Necromancer to finish his thought process.
Time passed slowly.
Suddenly, Hasselbaink opened his eyes, his gaze becoming clearer than ever before. The faint sorrow that had been hidden deep in his eyes vanished without a trace, and a smile appeared on his face. The atmosphere in the entire hall immediately relaxed, and the air flowed merrily.
"You're right. Alright, Arthur and I are willing to join Chambord City." The Necromancer finally agreed.
Upon hearing this, Sun Fei let out a sigh of relief, finally feeling much more at ease.
Hasselbaink's addition was a tremendous gain. Although it was only a spur-of-the-moment decision by His Majesty the King, it was still a risky move. If the two sides broke off relations, the combined strength of the Necromancer and the bone dragon Arthur, while unable to do anything to Sun Fei, would inevitably lead to the destruction of the entire Ancient Castle of Death, the annihilation of the 30,000-strong army, and Sun Fei's inevitable exodus. Of course, His Majesty the King's actions were not without reason; at least the Necromancer Mode and [ Paladin Mode ] greatly increased his chances of success.
"Welcome to the team, senior. I believe time will prove that you made the right decision." Sun Fei Summon a bottle of fine wine from his storage ring and respectfully handed it to Hasselbaink.
"Hey kid, the old geezer agreed to join you, but I haven't agreed yet. What treasures, gold coins, or valuables do you have? Hurry up and hand them over, and I'll think about it..." The little boy Arthur suddenly appeared from the side, hands on his hips, his eyes full of extortion as he looked at Sun Fei.
"You little brat!" Sun Fei slapped the little boy on the head with a backhand, then Summon a bottle of fine wine from his storage ring and handed it to him.
"You..." Arthur was furious after being slapped and called a brat, but when he saw the wine offered to him, he couldn't refuse. His eyes gleamed with a green light, and he eagerly took the wine and drank it down, his face beaming with joy.
Sun Fei had long seen through it. This legendary, incredibly terrifying evil bone dragon, despite having a lifespan of several hundred years, actually had the mentality of a child. Under the influence of the Necromancer, it had acquired some greedy, lustful, and alcoholic traits. Coupled with the dragon-like creatures' innate possessiveness of wealth, which it could not forget even after death and becoming an undead, all sorts of bad habits had accumulated over a hundred years. This seemingly pure and innocent little boy was actually a little devil with a long list of misdeeds.
However, these children are easy to coax; a bottle of fine wine is usually enough to appease them.
In a side hall of the Holy Church temple in Twin Flag City.
"What's going on? Why can't my ' Eye of Crystal ' detect the traces of those two demons?" The white holy light emanating from the trembling red-robed deacon Pellegrini gradually faded, and his withered fingers left the white crystal ball. He was somewhat exhausted from continuously casting the spying spell, and his wrinkled face showed an indescribable solemnity.
"My lord, did those two demons realize we were tracking them and, in a panic, leave?" asked a burly knight beside him.
"Impossible! You don't understand Hasselbaink. That evil and insane guy would never run away out of fear of being hunted down. Besides, the day after tomorrow is the day the [ Gate of Gods and Demons ] opens. If he wants to regain his strength, he will definitely enter the God and Demon Palace to look for an opportunity..." Pellegrini shook his head, the strange expression on his face becoming clearer. "Logically speaking, his and that evil dragon's strength has already fallen to the Mid-Tier New Moon Class, no longer as terrifying as before, and they shouldn't be able to escape my [ Eye of Crystal ] search. But now there is no trace of them at all, unless... This is impossible!" He seemed to have thought of a possibility, but shook his head in denial.
"My lord, unless what?" The youngest divine master in the Divine Judgment Squad asked rashly.
To everyone's surprise, Pellegrini glanced at him, his face darkened, and he completely ignored the question, turning and leaving the side hall.
The red-robed deacon was clearly very displeased with the young man's impetuousness.
The other twenty-odd divine knights and divine masters of the Divine Judgment Squad also glared at the young divine master, their eyes filled with schadenfreude, before turning and leaving the side hall to return to their respective rooms to rest.
" Garcia, you brat, when will you learn to read the room and stop being so impulsive?" The weakest of the Divine Knights, a knight named Alan, patted the young priest Garcia on the shoulder and whispered, "Unless that Necromancer is stronger than Lord Pellegrini, he can block the [ Eye of Crystal ]'s search. If that's the case, it means that we, including Lord Pellegrini, were all tricked by this evil Necromancer. Otherwise, why could we see him before but not now? You should be smarter in the future. Everyone understands, but no one says anything. You just blurted it out, embarrassing Lord Pellegrini in public!"
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