His Eminence the Son of God Used Public Resources for Personal Gain

It now seems that my guess may have come true.

It's just unclear whether it's a particular councilor taking flight, the entire Sand Capital, or perhaps the entire Skeleton Alliance that's going to take off along with them.

Could it be that Transcendent Tier is truly about to be born, which is why blessings are being bestowed upon every Skeleton Man as if granting a general amnesty?

If that's the case, then it's alright, but...

Sailesi felt very uncomfortable when he expelled a small amount of impurities from his body.

As an expert in illusions and hypnosis, Sailesi's perception abilities are also extraordinary.

After that moment, he always felt that something was watching his every move.

But his Psionic Energy perception clearly told him that there was no creature within a radius of several miles that could pose a threat to him.

So what exactly happened?

Someone, or rather, something, is watching me.

Could he be the "Ultimate Senator" born from the merging of the five Holy Remains?

[Crown] or [Hard Armor], or perhaps some [Thousand Faces] who wishes to remain anonymous.

It can see its own field of vision and sense its own actions, so can it perceive its own inner thoughts?

Sailesi had never felt his mind working so quickly, just as he had never imagined before that he would be spied on from such a superior position.

He had intended to submit to the Son of God of the Theocracy, which was a blatant betrayal of the Skeleton Alliance.

If that "ultimate senator" had been able to perceive his thoughts, the power of the purifying Crystal Cluster he had used before would have surely made him wish he were dead.

So...

He said silently in his heart:

"I will submit to the Theocracy."

Nothing happened.

After waiting for a few breaths, Sailesi confirmed this.

Perhaps... it cannot see into my heart?

Sailesi thought this to himself, then told a lie in a very low voice:

"I will assassinate the Son of God of the Theocracy, and make the 'Soul Returners' vanish from this world completely!"

After saying this, Sailesi didn't care whether the powerful figure hidden in the shadows could hear him or not, and walked straight into the dense forest ahead.

Logically, there should be several, or even a dozen, transitional landforms between deserts and forests.

But in World of Disorder the original rules have completely failed, this common sense has long since collapsed.

The border between the Theocracy and the Skeleton Alliance is very clear, because at one end of that line is a dense forest with humid air even in December, while at the other end is a vast desert that is dry and snowless all year round.

This ecosystem is both a result of the Demonic Tide and the limit that powerful forces can achieve after reaching a compromise with nature.

As soon as he stepped onto the thick layer of humus, Sailesi instantly felt a noticeable change in the temperature around him.

Amidst a rustling sound, a thin layer of mist even appeared on the surface of the Crystal Clusters on his body.

Walking through the dense forest, Sailesi frequently encountered many highly mutated creatures, both plants and animals, engaged in a never-ending chaotic battle in this Vitality and thriving forest.

A living plant vine hooked around Sailesi's ankle, and a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time welled up inside him.

"Haha, Theocracy, I'm back!"

Sailesi couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Who goes there?!

A shout rang out, and a gap was cut into the lush vines hanging down in front.

A squad of ten Holy Crusaders patrolmen appeared before Sailesi.

They wore robes that were both familiar and strange to Sailesi, and held standard Directed Alienation weapons, watching the Skeleton Man crossing the border with wary eyes.

The captain of the Holy Crusaders patrol gripped his weapon tightly, a look of tension on his face—this Skeleton Man was completely different from the Skeleton Man of the past; his crystallization was extremely high, perhaps indicating he was a Middle Tier expert.

Sailesi did not act rashly, but instead looked with great interest at the new-style robes worn by several Holy Crusaders.

This uniform seems interesting.

He crushed a small spider lily and stepped forward amidst the stunned gazes of the crowd.

After Ed took complete control of the Theocracy, he quickly issued a series of new decrees, both large and small.

This certainly included impressive items such as abolishing various miscellaneous taxes and restoring the use of currency, but in a corner unnoticed by anyone, Ed also quietly made some modifications to some details of the standard church attire:

For example, reducing the size of the emblem to prevent heat buildup during exercise, changing the fabric of the robes to improve their shape, and optimizing stitching and edging details to make them more comfortable to wear.

After a series of optimizations, the originally ornate and somewhat bulky robes of the Tree Worship Church Cult have acquired a noble yet not extravagant, comfortable yet well-structured feel.

Ed's inspiration for these small innovations ultimately comes from an unnamed dictator from another world.

This person believes that standard uniforms are the face of an organization, and only well-designed uniforms can attract more people to join the organization.

Whether or not Ed joins the church is completely unimportant right now.

With the Pure Ones priests, the Pure Ones Holy Crusaders, and the high-level armed force Gungnir remaining after the "Great Purge," as well as the Root Network that spread to every corner, Ed's control over the Theocracy has penetrated to the bone marrow.

Ultimately, people still have a pursuit of comfort and aesthetics.

Furthermore, the Theocracy is now a de facto theocratic state, and men, women, and children all know a few lines from the Holy Scriptures. Every household is a base for the Son of God.

While Ed had ensured that these people were well-fed and clothed and wouldn't freeze or starve to death, and that there were no miscellaneous taxes to accelerate their physical Aberration, there was still little time to satisfy their spiritual needs.

After all, the world has only developed to a medieval stage, and there is still a long way to go before the birth of art that most people recognize.

Therefore, he also needs to give those devout people something to look forward to, even if it's just a nicer piece of clothing. Perhaps that will encourage some devout believers to join the church and help maintain the hard-won order.

So after designing it himself, Ed ultimately decided to give up.

The Son of God shamelessly used public resources for private gain, listing her requirements for the new uniform in a table and sending it to the staff in another world who were waiting in front of their computers day and night through a website she had established long ago that communicated with the real world.

Those watching from the other end of the computer were naturally puzzled, but after confirming the situation, they immediately took action.

After all, compared to the help Ed had provided before, this request was really nothing.

So, without anyone's knowledge, a dozen top designers from another world received a commission they couldn't refuse.

A group of old guys worked overtime for the past month, sometimes cooperating sincerely and sometimes slandering each other, transmitting draft after draft of the design to another world for review by that mysterious but friendly otherworldly being.

Finally, after twelve revisions, Ed rejected "The Last Design of the Otherworldly Robe - Absolutely No Changes" and chose the first version amidst the spitting fire of everyone's eyes, infuriating a group of half-dead old designers.

Sailesi, of course, had no idea about the story behind the new uniforms. After a brief inspection, he released control of the ten-man patrol squad in front of him and flew into the air, heading towards the Holy City.