The vacuum is vast and silent.
The orange-yellow star radiates eternal heat in all directions. If viewed directly with instruments and observed carefully, one can even see a giant human figure in the shape of a cross inside the enormous star.
The vacuum was silent, but within this silence, one after another, massive spaceships, their exhaust flames blazing, slowly moved forward.
These spaceships are often thousands of meters in size, and countless smaller cruisers hover around them like flies, either patrolling or flying out of the larger spaceships to propel themselves forward, resembling massive space bases.
However, these space carriers, which can easily reach several kilometers in size, are still not the true center.
Countless space carriers sped through the intergalactic medium between small galaxies, a vast and continuous procession with almost no beginning and no end in sight.
The entire massive fleet traveled for three full days before a colossal ship finally came into view amidst the space carrier group.
This can no longer be called a ship's hull; it is a true space city, a space city that travels in a vacuum!
Its size is far beyond what can be observed with the naked eye, as its area is the size of a county town!
This enormous hull has a flat, oval shape, completely different from the appearance of other ships. Its lower part is covered with a dense array of almost endless flame holes, which support the entire base of the ship for navigation.
Its lower part is made of metal, serving as the base, while the upper layer and sides are made of a transparent material extracted from the structure of a mutated human body. It has a glass-like appearance and forms a huge, flat, oval shell that is attached to the base.
Inside the base is a vast, fully constructed city, with a colossal steel cathedral at its very center, its central hall reaching a height of over three thousand meters.
A huge, Pale Church flag was planted atop the church, fluttering in the artificial winds inside the spaceship.
The spacecraft's interior was brightly lit, its light filtering through the oval glass dome and scattering into space.
Compared to this ship, the space carriers that were thousands of meters in size just moments ago now seem like the smaller ships circling around it, flying or landing like flies.
This massive, almost endless fleet is the true power of the Pale Holy See!
Unfortunately, such a devout faith is in the hands of people who don't need it at all.
"Ha... It has been three thousand years since we were resurrected, and only now has this world become a little more interesting."
A pure white body lay on its side on a soft sofa, its perfect head resting on the fair thigh of a girl who was no more than a child. Its golden eyes were looking at the miniature galaxy constructed in front of the sofa. Its full head of silver hair was scattered all around, and its words were full of languor.
Bonus points, absolutely bonus points!
It's unbelievable that three thousand years of decadence couldn't change His Majesty Norton's sexual orientation. Whether in the ancient Holy Lord Empire or in the current Human Federation, this is a huge plus.
The room was decorated in a futuristic style, with various electronic entertainment devices almost completely filling the space. Even though Norton was not afraid of heat or cold, it still turned on the thermostat to experience the beauty of modern technology.
There's no way around it, they're just rich.
The room contained more than just the girl Norton was using as a pillow.
On the plush carpet in the room, there were more than twenty pretty girls with their bare, white feet, some standing, some sitting, some feeding Norton, some massaging Norton, some laughing and playing, and some playing with the electronic devices on the side.
The entire room was filled with the girl's delicate fragrance, along with a faint scent of her feet.
These are all orphans adopted by the Pale Church. The most beautiful, cleanest, purest, and most innocent among them will be selected and eventually sent to Norton.
Norton will be their nominal godfather from the age of adolescence until they reach adulthood, after which they will be incorporated into the Church system and become new Angel bestowed by God.
Of course, Norton hasn't been so despicable as to do something so utterly shameless.
He was simply too lonely... Throughout Norton's life, spanning over ten thousand years, no one had ever been able to establish a relationship of trust with him.
This constant fear of persecution is extremely exhausting and stressful. Only these children, with their innocent and pure minds, bring Norton the most relaxation...
Norton's remark elicited a giggle from the girl beside him, who reached out her delicate white fingers to pinch his hand. With a slight squeeze, Norton had already grasped her palm.
"Hahaha, Lucia, I've already said it before: compared to indulging in desire, I prefer being deeply immersed in it. This burning desire, this unfulfilled longing, is far more intoxicating than the emptiness that follows."
Norton lay among the crowd, feeling the soft touch of skin against skin, the warmth and wetness of their bodies, and the overwhelming yet unreleased desire within him. The intense longing and repression brought him unparalleled stimulation, and he even squinted his eyes in bliss.
This secretion has become abnormal.
The room was dimly lit, but it was lively with many people.
In the corner, a gaunt figure stood alone, head bowed, eyes downcast, not daring to look up, his eyes practically glued to his feet.
Abraham was used to this; he had been accustomed to it since the Papal State period.
This is simply an increase in the pleasure threshold, leading to a certain degree of inhuman behavior—methods that the Papal State' high command had already used before.
Although His Majesty is now showing clear signs of evolving towards animalistic behavior due to his increased pleasure threshold, he is far inferior to even the current high-ranking officials of the Human Federation, let alone the former Holy Lord Empire.
Moreover, Your Majesty clearly possesses an independent ideology of resistance, which is an excellent sign.
Abraham was deeply moved by this.
Even though Norton has been rotten for over ten thousand years and has become this monstrous state, its minimum standards are still much higher than those of ordinary high-ranking humans!
He's practically a saint.
Compared to the slightly decadent but far less decadent scene in the room than that of the human elite, he was more concerned about the impending great battle.
"Your Majesty, our army has detected the front lines of the Human Federation Government forces. The real battle is about to begin."
"The day has finally come... I have waited a hundred years for this moment."
War, Abraham! Everything is already under my control, and when the time is right, it will all be revealed.
I will grant you the power of the Seventh Stage, and you will surely lead my Pale Church on the journey I have already planned!
Hahaha, all who disregard me will understand my will, Norton; all Betrayal me will weep bitterly and regret it for eternity. From this day forward, I, Pale God Norton, will become the only god in this real world!
Norton laughed heartily, and as he spoke, he flicked his finger, and a drop of golden blood slowly squeezed out from his fingertip before flying into Abraham's mouth.
Feeling the Pressure and intense sanctity emanating from that drop of blood, Abraham trembled with excitement.
" Holy Blood, the Holy Blood that the Holy Lord Empire used to create Church knights in the past?"
Although Abraham had never seen this before, it was not unfamiliar to him at all, because the ancient Yalian III had described the appearance of the Holy Blood in great detail in his documents. The rich life Pressure of that golden blood and the endless pressure it brought to people's minds were just like this drop of blood bestowed by Norton at this moment!
"This old servant thanks Your Majesty for the generous reward!"
Abraham laughed heartily, overjoyed.
After he swallowed the blood, his body began to grow larger and larger, and his flesh tore open to reveal skin as hard as steel.
Abraham turned and strode away. With each step, his body grew larger, his torn skin bursting open to reveal raw flesh beneath. Two bat wings broke free from the restraints of his hands and feet, unfurling independently from his back. His aged face contorted rapidly into a ferocious grimace, his mouth filled with fangs and sharp teeth, his chin bulging outwards, and grotesque bony horns sprouting from the top of his head. His two enormous, scarlet eyes...