It Was Precisely Because He Had Been Caught in the Rain That He Wanted to Tear Everyone Else's Umbrellas Apart

Where did you meet Luxiusi?

Ed asked Geliwusi without ceremony.

"It's a small chapel on the top floor of the cathedral, and also Luxiusi's lounge."

"Good."

Ed responded softly, and after saying something to someone, pure white steam suddenly rose up, and the ferocious dragon transformed back into a girl and returned to Ed's deck.

Ed, having landed again, turned and gave orders to everyone one by one:

" Duolin, you five recruit a team of Soul Returner and immediately go to the seminary to stabilize the situation and tell the young students there the truth."

" Xilǐ'er, recruit a team of Soul Returner to work with Gungnir to maintain order on the main thoroughfare of the Holy City. Separate the problematic areas and work with Duma to deal with them one by one."

" Nuolun, you take your Pure Ones Knight Order, recruit some Soul Returner, and immediately seal off the Holy Soul Hall and the Records Office. Seal all files and personnel; do not release a single person."

After saying this, Ed looked at Willow, who was poking each other's fingers because of her social anxiety, and Seraphina, who was in a great mood after making a lot of money:

"You two..."

Looking at the academic talents and professional troublemakers in front of him, Ed couldn't think of any tasks to assign them.

"You two stand by and see if there's anyone who needs help."

Having said that, Ed lightly tapped his finger on the knight's sword, and the temporary quest that Noya had just edited appeared swiftly before the eyes of the Soul Returner behind him:

[Pacify the Academy], [Divide the Battlefield], [Seale the Archives], [Take in Prisoners]...

Several tasks appeared before everyone at the same time, and each person could choose to accept the one they liked. There was even a fun task like packing up the Stained Ones that wasn't too strenuous.

Seeing the substantial rewards offered on the panel, everyone in Adrian Imperial Guard immediately selected and accepted the missions.

Clearly, in their eyes, this is also part of this phase of a large-scale, long-term mission.

Mechanized troops conquered the city walls, regular troops swept through the city, and Gungnir maintained basic order. Naturally, these imperial guards were also needed to handle some matters that could not be covered by all the rules.

All it takes is packing up those resentful guys in front of me; that would be a huge achievement. Who could refuse such a task?

Having dealt with this matter, Ed turned to look at Geliwusi:

"Come, take me to the cathedral."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Geliwusi led the way like a tour guide, and after a few steps, he suddenly turned around and asked:

"Your Highness, regarding those Stained Ones were captured..."

Ed turned his head and looked around, and roughly understood what Geliwusi meant.

Although his Clear Void Pine puppets captured many Stained Ones, "packing" them all together was no easy task.

The Low Tier minions are alright, but the Middle Tier Stained Ones can cause a lot of trouble for the players if they rebel.

More importantly, Geliwusi had just learned a few minutes earlier that the Son of God before him had other means to deal with this situation.

As someone who had gotten caught in the rain, all he wanted to do at that moment was tear everyone's umbrellas to shreds.

I understand.

Ed nodded slightly and gently reached out and slapped his hand in the air.

In the plaza behind them, countless Stained Ones felt their blood and qi surge, instantly losing all their strength and collapsing to the ground, wailing in agony.

Their skin and flesh swelled and contracted repeatedly like balloons, and what bulged under their skin were not blue veins but plant roots.

One by one, clumps of blood-stained symbiotic plants sprouted from their necks, bellies, backs, and other parts of their bodies, then, as if they had grown legs, they spread their roots and staggered toward Ed's location.

The symbiotic plants rushed towards Ed like crazed, Blood Corpse, but the Son of God didn't even turn his head, letting them pounce on him.

Geliwusi wanted to say something, but was intimidated by Ed's confidence and ultimately did not offer any advice.

As soon as the hundreds and thousands of symbiotic plants came into contact with Ed's outer robe, they dissolved into it like water droplets falling into the ocean, irrationally.

Although Geliwusi already knew that the Son of God's outer robe was no ordinary item, he was still shocked once again. Countless citizens of the Holy City who witnessed this scene exclaimed in surprise and then lowered their bodies even further.

The violent devouring soon ended, and the originally pure white robe remained pure white, except for the majestic World Tree on it, which seemed to have sprouted new leaves.

Geliwusi was speechless and simply watched the scene unfold.

After losing their symbiotic plants, the Stained Ones suffered even more intense pain.

In the Theocracy, the relationship between humans and the Symbiotic Tree is one of symbiosis and interdependence.

But now, trees can survive without people, but people might not be able to survive without trees.

Because there are hundreds or even thousands of different species of symbiotic plants, the suffering of those Stained Ones is also different for each of them.

Some Stained Ones are not deeply integrated with their symbiotic plants, though suffering, at least still appear to be human-shaped.

Others, Stained Ones with something similar to [ Heart-Eroding Tobacco ], become highly integrated with their bodies, and at this point, they are no different from a mere shell, seemingly only able to exhale but not inhale.

The fat cardinal was clearly shaken, his right hand unconsciously touching the side of his neck.

If it weren't for the Son of God holding back, and if the symbiotic plant hadn't possessed some intelligence, he would probably be no different from those people now.

Thinking of this, he became even more cautious, feeling that the Son of God behind him was far from the "good boy" Luxiusi had described.

The two, one after the other, soon arrived at the magnificent Holy City Cathedral.

This is a tall stone building with a touch of Gothic style, its high spire soaring into the clouds. The entire building is only black, white and gray, and the exterior walls are carved with various mythological reliefs.

If this scale were in another world, it might take hundreds of years to build, on and off.

The area around the church Planting with all sorts of Aberration plants, which, although they look a bit grotesque, also have a unique beauty.

Upon entering the church, Ed saw more murals and reliefs. Although they had been greatly embellished, exaggerated, revised, and deleted, he still vaguely remembered some of the stories depicted.

Ed even recognized a few familiar faces among the portraits of popes and cardinals drawn using various techniques.

As Ed ascended the spiral stone steps, he finally arrived at the small prayer hall atop the spire.

The room was small and simply furnished, with very basic furniture, much like the style Ed had imagined Luxiusi to be.

However, neither of them thought about these things at the moment, because at the very back of the prayer hall, beneath the holy statue, a withered body had already come into their view.

With just one glance, Ed was able to confirm that it was Luxiusi in his true form, and that he was indeed Vitality at this moment.