Quadruple split.

Chapter 956 Restart
In the eyes of many people, the Theocracy of Dreamland is a non-mainstream theocratic country. Not only that, but this country has even been in a state of friction with the bordering Griffin Dynasty all year round. The reason is that the border line is often used between large forces.

This doesn't seem to be a big deal. After all, since it is the "The Church", many things that only the "State" can do can naturally be done, even if it is not so indifferent, even if it is not so Detached and refined, it can also be said to be a reasonable thing.

The obligations that the pope and the emperor need to fulfill are different things, so in this situation where theocracy is supreme and the pope himself is the supreme ruler of the country, it seems no big deal to be a little vulgar.

It stands to reason that if the Theocracy of Dreamland really plays the same game as the "Unity of the Holy Religions" on the opposite side of the mainland, it will lead to a series of complicated problems.

However, in the Southwest Continent, where the situation seems to be stable but has been undercurrents for thousands of years, when too many complicated problems arise within a power, it becomes dangerous.

For example, the Griffin Dynasty, a country that can be called the strongest overlord in the Northwest, has a lot of historical problems, and it is the kind of disease that is hidden deep in the body and cannot be removed unless it is self-harm.

So the Griffin dynasty is in danger, on the one hand because there is an invisible hand pushing the flames in the dark, and on the other hand, as a member of the royal family, Elisa Logan personally ignited the fuse handed by that hand.

Moon Shadow Muge slowly closed his eyes, allowing himself to better integrate with the darkness. Unlike the dark elves who sounded like the same species, the Pope, who was a night elf, had long dark purple hair under his crown. The complexion is a certain kind of azure color that seems to exude a hazy silver light, the expression is soft and indifferent, and the temperament is also quiet and peaceful.

Under some kind of strange power, except for the small flaw of not believing in the God of Dreams, Moon Shadow Muge is a qualified and decent Pope of Dreams in every respect, especially his as if [ The powerful calm halo]-like temperament can be said to be particularly reassuring.

If possible, he who has been "deceiving" himself all the year round is likely to convert under the skirt of the god of dreams. After all, after a person has played a certain role perfectly for too many years, he is no different from that role itself, even You will forget your original existence.

This is especially true in areas involving religion and theology.

It is no exaggeration to say that if the God of Dreams sent down an oracle at this moment, asking Moon Shadow Muge to cut off his other beliefs immediately, and dedicate everything to himself in the future, he would be the Pope of Dreams for hundreds of years Moon Shadow will definitely do it on the spot.

Because that's what a pope should do, what a character he's playing at this moment should do.

However, having said that, no one would really worry about such a thing.

Regardless of whether it was Moon Shadow Muge, or the dream pope he played, or the master he really served, he would not worry about it for even half a second.

The reason is very simple, very very very simple.

The God of Dreams is dead.

Dead early, transparent.

And the murderer is the one that Moon Shadow Mu Ge truly believes in... the evil god!
A mere evil god not only killed a god who was not very powerful, but he was a decent god, and even quietly occupied his god position, without anyone noticing the clue.

Such a thing has never happened since the first year of the Holy Calendar, which has just entered history.

The reason why evil gods are evil gods is that apart from their secretive, cruel, dark and bloody behavior, there is another most important reason, that is, they have no resistance in front of real 'gods'.

"That kind of thing is also worthy of being called a god?"

This was the evaluation made by the Shadow Spike of the first God Destroyer Society with a sneer after hearing a report.

In the face of the news of the evil gods, the Mishenhui, which was once very active in history and whose only purpose was to kill the gods, even had no desire to make a move at all, and the strongest [Ya] in the Mishenhui was not even interested in drawing a sword. It can be seen that those evil gods have not been doing well in the past and present.

They may indeed have the ability to cause disaster, but they are not gods after all. The gap between evil gods and true gods is not half narrower than the gap between mortals and true gods.

It stands to reason that it should be like this.

So, what if there really was an 'evil god' in the eyes of the world who defeated or even killed a real god, and even usurped the latter's position?
Because this kind of thing has never happened in history, Moon Shadow Mu Song has no way to refer to the wisdom of the predecessors.

But at least for him personally, if a certain evil god can indeed cross that gap and kill a true god, then it is no longer it, but him.

Correspondingly, the "evil" in the word "evil god" can also be removed.

"You are late, Chief Lamorocco."

The Pope of Dreamland Theocracy, the most loyal believer of the God of Whispering, and the head of the Southwest Diocese of the Whispering Sect, Yueying Muge, slowly opened his eyes and stared at the man in a silver windbreaker not far away who was leaning against a certain place with his arms folded. The young man beside a pillar said calmly, "This is not a good habit."

With a delicate and feminine appearance, Lamoloch, with a pair of slender phoenix eyes, smiled apologetically, and lightly tapped the monocle in front of his right eye: "I'm sorry, Your Excellency the Archbishop."

"No problem."

Although it was very clear that the other party could never feel the slightest apology, Moonshadow Musong, who personally baptized Lamorlock at the time, was not in a hurry, and just changed the subject casually: "I just received news that Archbishop Eden of the Northeast Diocese Still alive."

Lamoloch was slightly taken aback, and then smiled in surprise: "Surprisingly, I've read the battle report from Sumir, and it's really a miracle that Archbishop Eden survived such a large-scale defeat. "

"If I remember correctly, about two weeks ago, you used the power of believers to have a brief communication with Archbishop Eden in the underground church..."

Archbishop Moon Shadow looked at Lamolock calmly, and said indifferently: "Not long after that, our compatriots in Sumir ushered in a disastrous defeat."

Lamoloch smiled: "So, you are suspecting that I gave Archbishop Eden some bad advice, which in turn contributed to his failure?"

Yue Ying was silent for nearly a minute before slowly adding: "There is also the destruction of the Northeast Diocese."

"This is obviously nonsense, my lord."

Lamoloch shrugged, spread his hands and said: "If Mr. Carter has reported to you in detail the conversation I had with Archbishop Eden, and you have indeed read the report sent back from the north, you will find that although I did Trivial advice was given to Archbishop Eden, but he did not act on my advice, and his dogmatic attempt to carry through his foolish plan led to that lamentable failure."

Archbishop Moon Shadow nodded slightly, and then suddenly laughed: "So you want to say that his failure has nothing to do with you, right?"

"No, no, what I want to say is that it was not the bad advice I gave that contributed to Archbishop Eden's failure~"

Lamoloch also laughed, and grinned: "It's the correct advice that I gave and he didn't take the slightest bit."

The air suddenly became quiet...

"It seems you know exactly what I want, young man."

After a long time, Archbishop Moon Shadow broke the silence again and asked gently: "Should I thank you?"

"You can take that as my apology."

Lamoloch touched the tip of his nose shyly, and smiled shyly: "After all, what I did at the Griffin border was really too much."

"So you helped me dismantle the entire Northeast Diocese..."

Archbishop Moon Shadow raised his eyebrows and said softly, "Just to apologize to me?"

"Can't say that either."

Lamoloch shook his head and said briskly: "Although there is indeed such a reason, after reading the specific battle report of that battle, I found that unless I went to the front line myself, the outcome would never change in the slightest. , after all, in terms of commanders, the gap between the two sides is really too big."

Archbishop Moon Shadow pondered for a few seconds, then asked curiously: "So you mean, this 'apology' doesn't actually carry that much weight?"

"That's one aspect."

Lamolock nodded cheerfully, then smiled and said: "On the other hand, I hope you know that there are actually many excellent chess players in this world, and there happens to be such a player in the Holy Church Union. If those heretics go to war, there are not many good cards in the Southwest Diocese that can match up with that person."

Archbishop Moon Shadow laughed playfully, and said slowly: "Why don't you be more direct and tell me that if you want to check and balance potential enemies, your Lamoroc staff is the only card that I can play in the Southwest Diocese?"

"Because I insist that modesty is a virtue."

La Moloch 'modestly' gave the answer.

"But you're still missing something after all."

Archbishop Moon Shadow stood up slowly, his dark green eyes suddenly turned cold: "Eden is still alive, he was rescued by a young man named Tom Lestrange, and the same person was rescued The young man's father, Lucius Lestrange, of high standing in the Northeast Diocese."

"An advanced combat power that no one knows..."

Lamoloch squinted his eyes and murmured: "So that's it, that is to say, it was that little Tom who tried to behead the little Black Van in the end, but he accidentally missed it, and he missed it very embarrassingly."

"The leader of the Northeast Diocese is still there, a high-ranking priest of the Northeast Diocese is still there, and there is even a young man with unfathomable strength."

Archbishop Moon Shadow gripped his Pope's stick gloomily, and said coldly: "Although most of the believers in the Northeast Diocese have been scattered, as long as they are willing, they can rebuild the Diocese within a few years. What good news."

"That's out of my control, sir."

Lamolock saluted Moon Shadow exaggeratedly, and said with a smile: "But since you already know about them, even the names of Tom and Lucius, you should have prepared corresponding countermeasures, right? "

Archbishop Moon Shadow walked slowly in front of Lamorelock, and said with a blank expression: "The three people will arrive in the Theocracy soon, Eden and Lucius Lestrange are both seriously injured, and they need a A safe environment to cultivate, and I will give them two choices."

"Conversion or martyrdom?"

Lameloch tilted his head.

"Yes, but this matter has nothing to do with you."

Archbishop Moon Shadow took a deep breath, then patted Lamerlock on the shoulder lightly: "Get ready, there will be a grand meeting in Academy City soon, I want you to represent the Theocracy, and Carter will follow you."

"I knew you would bring it up sooner or later."

Lamoloch laughed happily, and said with a smile: "It seems that both the Chauvin Empire and the Griffin Dynasty attach great importance to that meeting."

Moon Shadow nodded.

"Well, I'm more than happy to oblige."

Lamoloch bowed slightly, and asked with a light smile, "Then, how do you want me to talk to the boss of our three-acre land in the Southwestern Continent?"

Moon Shadow withdrew the hand on Lamoloch's shoulder, carefully looked at the smiling young man in front of him, and asked hesitantly after a while, "I can trust you, right?"

"no doubt."

Lamoloch gave the answer without thinking, holding back his smile and saying seriously: "As a person favored by our Lord, of course you can trust me."

"Then, it's up to you to decide who to talk to, how to talk to, and what to talk to."

Archbishop Moon Shadow nodded slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Make the choice that you think will bring the greatest benefits to my Southwest Diocese, and rely on your sense of smell as a chess player to go to the kingdom of God on earth where the city is our Lord. Draw up the blueprint. When you return, I will hand over the sixth, seventh, and eighth guardian knights to you to rule. Shadow, Nightmare Execution Squad, and the command authority of the Three Great Regiments of Theocracy."

Lamoloch nodded unsurprisingly: "I'm flattered."

"Flattered...?"

Yueying shook her head, turned around and walked back to her large seat, and muttered without looking back: "I didn't see it."

"It's just polite words."

Lamoloch smiled, and said with the corners of his mouth raised: "You are not that headstrong Archbishop Eden, so in most cases you will make the right decision after weighing the pros and cons, and the situation in the Northwest Continent will soon change. At this moment, reactivating my barely controllable executioner is the only correct choice."

Moon Shadow's footsteps paused slightly...

"Can I trust you, Lameloch?"

"At this stage, of course you can trust me~"

Chapter Nine Hundred and Fortieth IX: End

(End of this chapter)