Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

The church sent a whole delegation to Sutton.

The delegation was of extremely high standard, including the Pope and several bishops.

The purpose of visiting Sutton was precisely because of the oracle from the goddess.

After a long time, I received the oracle again.

Out of diplomatic courtesy, Sutton also made reciprocal reception arrangements, with Figosin, Drogo and many ministers present.

But everyone was confused. Even if they came to ask for fragments, weren’t the specifications a bit too high?

It’s okay for the bishop, but what’s going on is that the Pope is here too.

As for the oracle, whether it is true or false.

Over the years, the church has done many things under the banner of oracles, and many of them were obviously not issued by the Goddess of Magic.

This suspicion goes a step further and leads to the question of whether the goddess really still exists.

Due to the power of the Papal States, although there have been doubts over the years, no one has brought such doubts to the table.

The situation is different now, because the Papal State did nothing in the Roman War and did not behave like the "boss on the continent" as before, which makes the current strength of the Papal State questionable.

Then the question arises, if the Papal State is not strong enough, does it still need to give face to the oracle whose authenticity is unknown?

Before meeting with the church mission, Sutton discussed this issue for a long time.

Most people’s opinion is to wait and see and try to refuse.

If he gave face to the church in this way, Sutton would lose face in front of other countries.

This is just beginning to show signs of developing into the world's number one superpower.

At this moment, in front of the diplomatic teleportation array of the Royal City of Sutton, the ceremonial guards stood on both sides, waiting for the arrival of the church delegation.

The magic circle glowed with light and a human figure emerged.

The band present immediately started playing gospel music, a very church-style music genre, sometimes accompanied by a choir, which usually sang very positive content.

This is in stark contrast to the way the church itself operates.

Soon, the delegation emerged from the magic circle, accompanied by holy light that appeared from nowhere.

Drogo looked at the entire delegation and always felt that something was not right.

Why is there an old lady walking in front?
The Pope even followed closely behind him, like a servant of a noble family.

First of all, let’s rule out the possibility of changing the Pope. Personnel changes in the Pope are huge news and will not happen quietly.

that……

Drogo had a bad feeling.

He stared at the old lady carefully. She looked familiar and it was very likely that he had seen her somewhere before.

After searching his memory hard, some fragments were found.

This person is the old lady who came with the saint when Feilin sang a good song before.

At that time, I didn't pay any attention to this person and thought she was just an ordinary nun in the church.

What was her name? The Saint called her something like...

"Lindsay."

The old lady who led the church delegation walked up to Figsin and introduced herself.

"Lindsay Mistral."

When she said her name, everyone present was stunned.

Mystra is the name of the goddess of magic.

So far, I have never heard of this surname being repeated. Having the same surname as a celebrity is not the same as having the same surname as a god.

Moreover, an old lady who looks thin and haggard says that she is a magic goddess. The contrast is too great.

Before anyone could come to their senses, Lindsay continued.

"I need to see the fragments of all the false gods. This is a notice, not a request. Your dedication will be remembered."

The current situation is completely beyond Sutton's expectations.

When we were discussing internally how to negotiate with the church, we didn't expect that someone claiming to be the Magic Goddess would appear.

So the question is, is this person real or fake?

Figxin looked at the other person, but didn't dare to look at her too obviously. No matter how he looked at her, she looked like an ordinary old lady, who was not in good health, and there was nothing special about her temperament.

More importantly, she didn't feel any magic from the old lady.

As a young person who was not even thirty years old, she had never come into contact with gods in her life. She just inferred based on her own knowledge that the magic power of the magic goddess should be so strong that the surrounding elements would be distorted as soon as she appeared.

Figosin quickly thought about how to verify the other party's authenticity.

Although at first glance it all seems fake, just like those unreliable oracles made up by the church.

But what if?

What if this is really a goddess? If the verification method offends her...

While Figgin was thinking, Lindsay smiled and said, "You guys have made a very interesting weapon, called the Supreme Ring, right?"

Figxin was even more confused. Why did he suddenly mention the Supreme Ring again?

Lindsay continued, “I haven’t seen that yet.”

What else do you want to see?

Figxin opened his mouth to refuse, "The Supreme Ring belongs to the Kingdom of Sutton..."

But before he could finish his words, he saw Lindsay flip his hand and a ring appeared in the palm of his hand.

The style is exactly the same as the basic Supreme Ring.

Figxin's eyes widened. If the Church was not so bored as to copy an identical-looking Supreme Ring, then this one must be the real one, and the enchantments on it were no different from the ones in the Waterdeep laboratory.

Why does it appear here?
Before she could recover from her shock, Lindsay's next move scared everyone.

"Oh, that's an interesting idea. I didn't expect that the power could be increased in this way."

The tone was like evaluating a newfangled toy.

Not only did she give an evaluation, but with a flick of her finger, the Supreme Ring went directly into activation mode.

The capital was about to be lost. This was Figesin’s first reaction.

There are dots of elements in the air.

It's too late. Now, except for the teleportation spell attached to the ring that is specially used by the ring bearer, nothing can be teleported away.

At the moment when the strong light burst out, the starting point of the rapid expansion of the light ball that swallowed everything, the explosion miraculously stopped.

The ball of light remained at a diameter of more than 20 centimeters and no longer expanded.

Lindsay held the ball of light in his hand, still observing with interest.

"Is that so? The wizard who invented this may also have the potential to become the God of Magic. If he is willing, I can make him the successor."

I don’t know how sincere the successor is when a goddess who pursues immortality talks about him.

Lindsay's hand holding the ball of light clenched little by little, and the ball of light gradually shrank, and was finally compressed back into the ring.

The first supreme ring in history that was detonated and then held back was born.

"Back to you."

Lindsay bounced the ring back to Figgin, whose brain was about to shut down.

The welcoming ceremony was in dead silence.

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes.

The most powerful weapon currently created by mortals is definitely useless against the Goddess of Magic.

As for whether this Lindsay Mistra is a real magic goddess, it doesn’t matter. Now that she says she is, she is.

Facing many speechless Sutton people, Lindsay asked calmly: "Then, can I go and receive all the fragments of the false god?" His tone was quite polite.

She could have taken it directly, but she still asked first.

……

Big fists are the last word.

When the gap in power reaches a certain level, negotiations become meaningless.

All the preparations made by Sutton were of no use at all.

The delegation did not stay in the capital of Sutton, but moved directly to Waterdeep, where all the collected giant baby fragments were stored.

Shenzhen Research Institute has equipped these fragments with top-level regulatory protection measures.

Each fragment is numbered and stored separately in a transparent protective cover. Outside, there are multiple layers of security that are as strong as the Supreme Ring Laboratory, and cameras monitor all day long without blind spots.

Work is currently underway to measure basic parameters of all fragments.

But now all these security measures and measurements are useless.

The security of the Supreme Ring could not stop Lindsay from obtaining the Supreme Ring remotely, so the security here was naturally useless to the Goddess of Magic.

Lindsay looked at the tens of thousands of fragments in the laboratory, and with a simple wave of his hand, they all left the protective shield and automatically pieced themselves together.

This method of casting spells was something that no one present had ever seen, except Drogo.

There are no spells, no rituals, and no casting materials required; everything happens with just a wave of the hand.

Ever since the goddess blocked all ways to use spells above the ninth level, what exactly the highest-level spells are like has become a complete blind spot for later mages.

The upper limit of spell exploration has actually been locked long ago.

The numerous fragments were quickly pieced together into a rough shape.

Compared to the giant baby floating in the sky, many parts are obviously missing, and it is estimated that only about 40% is left.

Lindsay walked over and reached out to touch the incomplete false god. The wrinkles on her face were squeezed together. It should be an ugly smile. Her excitement was beyond words, but her excitement was more creepy than her calmness.

"It's so beautiful. So that's how it is. That's how it is. Faith, faith has always been based on consciousness. I misunderstood it. We all misunderstood it..."

The magic goddess's speech became faster and faster, and her words became unclear, like a hysterical patient speaking crazy nonsense.

No matter whether it was the people from Sutton or the many bishops of the church mission, they did not dare to disturb the goddess at this time and were very nervous.

Only Drogo remained calm.

He didn't know why he didn't feel any emotion at all. He always felt like he had forgotten something, but logically he wouldn't forget anything.

I forgot what exactly, I can't remember at all.

But I just feel that the appearance of the goddess is expected and she should appear.

The unexpected part is, why does the goddess look like this now? Does she not care about her appearance at all?

I remember that during the wars between gods, each god would make himself look very majestic.

The magic goddess in front of him, when she is not showing her abilities, is just an ordinary, hunchbacked, slightly crazy old lady. It should be easy for her to make herself look holy and elegant.

Could it be that her obsession with eternal life has destroyed her pursuit of anything else, including her external image?

This also explains why the church has never intervened in the war.

Because she doesn't care at all, even if it is her own believers, if they die, they die, and anything that does not affect her eternal life is meaningless.

Rumor has it that the goddess has not answered prayers for many years.

Of course she wouldn't respond, and since she had never found the right way to apply her faith, her prayers certainly didn't deserve a response.

Lindsay's expression was visibly getting crazier and crazier.

"Why did it fail? Why did it fail? Was it because not enough people offered sacrifices?

“Not enough, not enough… Is the whole world enough?

"No, oh, no no no, that's too stupid, it shouldn't be a sacrifice, it should be continuous faith, continuous faith.

"Continuously provide the awareness of faith, awareness...

"The Internet, yes, the Internet, hehe, the Internet, what a perfect channel."

Looking at the goddess's crazy look, Drogo realized that the next step would probably involve him.

Sure enough, Lindsay pointed a withered finger at Drogo.

"God's Skeleton Network, your god needs the God's Skeleton Network now. The network will be taken over by the church. You can go and enjoy the rest of your life. I will remember your dedication."

The goddess's words "Remember your dedication" are an exaggeration, as it is an exaggeration to say that they are just a blank check. At least a blank check has a receipt. This is just a colloquialism.

……

A few days later, control of the Shenhai Network was officially transferred to the church.

They originally came to take the fragments, but in the end they didn't take the fragments away, but took the network away.

The good news is that the vast majority of Drogo Group’s employees did not lose their jobs as a result.

Losing their jobs were Drogo and his assistant.

"You're just going to give up the network like that?"

In the Lord's Mansion of Waterdeep, Aisha asked excitedly.

"First of all, I have no hands."

Drogo was very calm. He thought he would be sad for a while because of the loss of internet.

Fulynn even stopped teaching recently, fearing that Drogo would have emotional problems and do something irrational, so she took a leave of absence to stay at home with him.

However, it does not.

Just like when I met the magic goddess a few days ago, I didn't feel surprised. Instead, I felt that this development was the right one.

He chose to trust his instincts.

So I stayed at home calmly and checked my phone. Now there was news about the appearance of the magic goddess everywhere.

The church once again became the leader on the mainland.

One celebration after another is being held in the Papal State.

As for the opinions on the Internet, one can vaguely see that they are a bit negative. People don't like a god suddenly appearing above their heads.

The gods who actually exist and the gods who have long since become legends are not the same concept.

But people dare not express it, for fear of being caught and accused of disobeying God.

When speaking online, each and every one of them acts like a seasoned netizen who has been trained in the censorship system for many years.

In fact, the Shenhai network has only been popularized for a few years.

"So you raised your paw and let me out?"

"Otherwise, you can go talk to the goddess. I believe that with your eloquence, you will be able to achieve some results."

"I..." Elsa suddenly became timid.

"Why are you panicking? It's not like you're losing money."

"But, but, this isn't fair."

"Well, what else can I do? Speak up for me? Do you think the goddess cares whether people live or die?"

Elsa sat down on the sofa angrily.

Even though her current job is like a paid vacation, she is still angry and can’t vent.

“The church definitely doesn’t understand the Internet!” she cursed.

Drogo was still scrolling through his phone when he suddenly saw a piece of news.

"The function of praying to the goddess has been launched. From now on, everyone must ensure at least eight hours a day to access the virtual mask consciousness space to pray to the goddess. Four hours of time will be allocated by the local bishop, and the other four hours are free to choose. Anyone who fails to meet the time will be regarded as disrespectful to the gods..." (End of this chapter)