Taking down a Tier One knight True God was no big deal for Lancelot; it wasn't even a warm-up.
But this marked the complete fall of the highest levels of the Reynolds Civilization.
In other words, from this moment on, the Reynolds Civilization was completely under the control of the Golden Divine Kingdom, and the outside world was unaware of this.
And this was precisely Logo's plan.
Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit.
The Prado Universe System is, after all, a vast and boundless Void. Some civilizations within it may seem insignificant, but they might actually be connected to powerful forces behind the scenes.
To prevent them from preparing for a surprise attack, the correct approach is to take them down directly.
To do this, secrecy must be maintained as much as possible before the final blow is delivered.
In short, it means adopting a strategy of stealthily encroaching on others' territory, and then completely closing in when everything is exposed.
Once the deed is done, even if those civilizations had backup plans, they wouldn't be of much use anymore.
Disguised as Soren, the progenitor of Renault, Lancelot ordered the summoning of a high-ranking member of the Reynolds Civilization named Iselina.
This person is one of the leaders of the Mixed Blood Faction, in charge of spiritual civilization construction and responsible for the macro-level order structure. He has a great influence throughout the entire Reynolds Civilization, and recently his ranking has risen by several places in succession, which can be described as miraculous.
It's important to understand that at the higher levels of civilization, every position is crucial, and the cost and effort required to move forward are terrifying.
Even so, it still depends on timing and luck.
Before long, a middle-aged woman, still charming and graceful, walked in from outside the hall, her swaying figure exuding a unique charm that belonged to her age.
"Greetings, Ancestor!"
The woman slowly bowed, but her heart tightened. She couldn't understand why the founder of the Reynolds Civilization had suddenly summoned her. Had she been exposed?
The thought of this possibility flashed with a resolute glint in the woman's eyes, and she prepared to end her own life as a last resort.
She was determined not to let it fall into enemy hands.
"Patra!"
A voice suddenly came from above.
Disguised as Iselina, Patra gritted her teeth and activated her hidden trump card without hesitation. It was a terrifying restriction that could destroy her soul in an instant, completely obliterating her memories and leaving no chance for the enemy.
The restriction is deeply rooted in the soul, so from activation to taking effect, it only takes a moment. Not to mention Lower God, even Middle God would not have enough time to stop it.
According to intelligence, Reno's progenitor Soren was merely Tier Two True God, not even reaching the peak of Lower God, and certainly couldn't stop himself from committing suicide.
"It's just that I won't be able to see Lord Holy Light again..." Patra thought of Lancelot, her eyes filled with longing and reluctance.
"Hehe, this little girl is quite spirited." A soft laugh, etched deep into the soul, echoed.
As soon as the words left his lips, Space-Time and space seemed to freeze; before the restrictions could be activated, everything fell silent again.
However, Patra showed no disappointment. Instead, she looked up with great surprise at the unfamiliar yet familiar figure in front of her, her voice trembling as she asked, "Is it... is it you? Lord Holy Light?"
"I didn't expect my charm to be so great." Lancelot revealed his true appearance, his heroic face showing, which made Patra burst into tears of joy.
"Alright, stop crying," Lancelot said helplessly, not exposing the little trick this woman was using to seduce him. "I have some things to ask you to do!"
"What's up?"
Realizing that Lancelot wasn't buying her tearful charm, Patra immediately stopped crying and adopted the demeanor of a capable subordinate.
Lancelot was amazed by the speed and smoothness of the change in expression.
She really is a little devil.
Fortunately, I have a strong will and was able to withstand her advances; otherwise, I would have lost my innocent body again.
Having been tested this time, Lancelot was completely reassured about Patra's loyalty and said directly, "The highest levels of the Reynolds Civilization, including Aofa III and the two True God, have been secretly taken down by me. They will unconditionally cooperate with all your actions from now on."
Upon hearing this, Patra's pupils contracted slightly, but she quickly adjusted. After all, since the Holy Light was already disguised as Soren and sitting here, the fall of the highest level of the Reynolds Civilization was a foregone conclusion.
"As expected of the Holy Light Lord, he's amazing. The True God, whom I consider great, is so easily manipulated by him." Patra's eyes were glazed over, her legs involuntarily pressed together, and a look of infatuation appeared on her pretty face.
Lancelot flicked his finger, sending a light tap to Patra's forehead, waking her with a cry of pain.
"Stop thinking about those things and listen to me." Lancelot shook his head helplessly.
This subordinate is good in every way, except that he's always tempting himself and indulging in his own desires, which isn't a good habit.
Gazing at the alluring girl who had transformed back into her cat-eared form, Lancelot then revealed his plans for Patra.
"I already know about your work performance. You've done a great job. At your current pace, you'll be able to wreak havoc on the Reynolds Civilization in the future. However, the situation has changed. We no longer need to come slowly. We can be faster and more aggressive," Lancelot said, his words revealing a lot.
Patra reacted quickly, thinking to herself, "Has the situation changed? It seems there has been a major reshuffle at the top, otherwise they wouldn't have made such a drastic adjustment to the plan."
"Your next task is to serve as the Pope of the Endless Divine Church Cult and spread its doctrines throughout the Prado Universe System."
With that, Lancelot pointed and handed Patra the "Endless Holy Bible," which he and Logo had co-authored, as a guide for her missionary work.
"Your talent is perfectly suited for missionary work; I hope you won't waste this divine gift," Lancelot instructed. "If you do well, I guarantee you a divine position in the Endless Divine Hall!"
"The Endless Divine Church... does it proclaim the glory of the Holy Light?" Patra's eyes shone brightly, as if they held countless stars.
Lancelot was taken aback, realizing that he didn't seem to need to promise a godhood later. This girl probably liked him a little!
Her attention was actually focused on the religion itself, rather than on the promises Lancelot made to her.
After seeing Patra off with a smile as she left carrying the "Endless Holy Bible," Lancelot stretched, used Endless Particles to create projections of Soren and his companions, and then vanished from the Reno Mother Plane in a flash.
Throughout the Prado Universe System, there are dozens of the Astral Realm- level civilizations; the Reynolds Civilization was just the beginning, and there are many more to come.
The Prado Civilization civilization should rightfully be left until last, so that the other civilizations can be conquered before taking on the Prado in one fell swoop!
Time flies.
Two months have passed in the blink of an eye.
Lancelot's progress bar lit up rapidly.
This is already the penultimate civilization; the next one will be the Prado Civilization.
Meanwhile, Logo wasn't idle either; during this time, he focused his energy mainly on purifying the bloodline of the Realm of Void Onassis.
On this day, a flash of inspiration finally occurred, the purification was completed, and the powerful bloodline force surged forth like a torrent, rushing towards the Bloodline Barrier!