Becoming a god by raising witches

Angela asked.

"It means you're about to be discovered."

Locke said.

"No, it means that Dimo ​​and I will become the new God of Life."

A mocking expression appeared on Angela's face.

"This means that the Goddess of Life had already perished in the war of the gods, but the Cult of Life has been deceiving its followers all along."

"Blasphemy! Utter blasphemy! You monster, you're delusional!"

Cardinal Nob Stott had appeared in the dungeon at some point, and he led a group of strange beings into the cells.

Sieg was among them, and he anxiously called out to Locke.

"Back off quickly, Locke! We are no match for this monster. Let the bishops handle this."

Locke nodded, tentatively took a few steps back, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that Cardinal Nob Stott did not stop him.

It seems the bishops didn't hear his and Angela's complete conversation, and his identity secret is temporarily safe.

The high-ranking members of the Life Cult began to target the monster formed by the fusion of Angela and Dimo.

On Dimo's back, the vines seemed to come alive, attacking the group with lightning speed. Many cultists were pierced through and instantly lost their ability to resist, becoming nourishment for the monster.

Dimo opened his mouth and slowly spoke.

“People who believe in life, I am the one you should truly follow. You should not rebel against me or disrespect me.”

The voice seemed to possess a magical power, causing all the believers who truly believed in the Goddess of Life to experience hallucinations.

Even Sieg's body moved forward uncontrollably, wanting to get closer to the strange tree.

Locke promptly woke up Sieg, "Let's go, this isn't a place for rookies like us. Let's go get reinforcements."

Sieg snapped out of his daze, noticed the strange behavior of those around him, and without hesitation followed Locke out of the dungeon.

The emerald green vines continued to follow them, as if they didn't want to let any living being still breathing go.

"What the hell is this thing? Is it a mutated Tree of Life?"

Sieg asked.

"I don't know either, but be careful not to get entangled in these vines. I just saw many people being absorbed by them."

Locke said.

Those who were trapped in the hallucination had been entangled by vines and turned into new paint. Their bodies were visibly withering, but their faces wore satisfied smiles, as if they had started a new life.

Sieg arrived on the ground in a disheveled state and rushed towards the real Tree of Life.

"Wait, we're going the wrong way."

"Shouldn't we go to the elders for help?"

Sieg asked.

“The cardinals are all down below. They will find a way to plead with the higher-ups in the church themselves. We need to go outside and call for reinforcements, such as Queen Katerina and Director Renes.”

Locke said.

Sieg suspected Locke was trying to escape, which suited his own thinking perfectly.

He nodded emphatically. "Yes, we need to report this to the Bureau of Investigation."

"Let's go."

Locke and Sieg rushed out of the church, and the believers outside had to be dispersed in time, otherwise they would all become nourishment for the strange tree.

As soon as the two arrived at the gate, vines sprouted from the ground and instantly blocked the gate.

"Damn it."

Locke and Sieg attacked the vines, but unfortunately, their spells, which belonged to the life system, had no effect on the vines.

Sig is a follower of the Church of Life. Whether it is his vine sword or his Grui form, his power comes from the Goddess of Life, so he is naturally restrained.

When his vine sword pierced through, it was immediately entangled by the thick vines, and the sword blade merged directly into the vine's body.

Sieg released his grip in time, thus escaping his fate of being absorbed.

The ring on his hand also lost its function, unable to change the path of the vine attack.

If he hadn't been a seasoned veteran, he would most likely have been captured in a short time.

But that's not the worst of it. The worst thing is that many blue butterflies flew out from underground.

These butterflies are spreading pollen from the strange tree.

Anyone who comes into contact with this pollen will sprout green shoots from their body. These shoots quickly turn into vines that wrap around them, forming round cicada pupae that fall onto the ceiling, waiting to be devoured by the strange tree.

"Help, ah—"

Screams echoed throughout the first floor of the church, and many nuns without supernatural abilities were turned into cicada pupae.

Sister Sinai and Lacus rushed out with Louisa.

Locke used his long hair to catch them in time, but this was not a solution. If the exit was blocked, everyone would be left to die.

Unless the higher oddities give up on healing the Tree of Life.

But to abandon the Tree of Life is to make them abandon their faith.

"How to do?"

Sieg looked at Locke.

Locke split into two clones, and the two of them used [Undead Fire] together to unleash a huge, ghostly blue fireball.

The fireball ignited the vines. The undead fire seemed to have a restraining effect on them; with a hissing and popping sound, the vines retreated.

Locke, Sieg, and the others also took the opportunity to rush out.

Lux finally had a chance to ask Locke, "What exactly happened?"

"Locke."

Louisa threw herself into Locke's arms, crying, but she quickly realized something was wrong and tilted her head to look at the other Locke, "Which one of you is Locke?"

Locke temporarily ignored the little girl's question and answered Sister Lux.

"It's a conspiracy by the Knowledge Cult. The Strange Tree is a combination of Dimo ​​and Angela, an experimental subject from the Knowledge Cult. They replicated the power of the Goddess of Life. The Tree of Life will become nourishment for the Strange Tree, and everyone here will also become its nourishment. Please stop healing the Tree of Life, escape from here immediately, and seek help from other forces."

Sinai stared at Locke in disbelief, feeling that every word he uttered was blasphemous and heinous.

How could anyone replicate the goddess's power? What kind of experimental subject could achieve this?

This fact is difficult for any devout follower of the Life Church to accept.

"That's impossible. Nobody can do that."

Sinai said with certainty, her emotions so intense that she even overlooked Louisa, who had already snuggled into Locke's arms.

"It's actually like this!"

Unlike Sinai, Lux didn't doubt what Locke said; she simply looked at Sinai with a serious expression.

"Tell the believers on the outskirts to leave immediately. I need to go back and tell the priest the truth."

"Lux, you believe him? This is blasphemy against the gods."

Sinai said through gritted teeth.

Lux patted Sinai on the shoulder. "Take care of Louisa and get everyone out of here quickly. Whether Locke is telling the truth or not, we just saw those strange vines and butterflies. They are absolutely deadly to ordinary people."

Sinai nodded emphatically, then suddenly grabbed Lux's hand again, her eyes slightly reddening.

They barely managed to escape, knowing that going back would likely mean certain death.

"Lux, I'm sorry. I used to hate you and thought you were hypocritical. I want to continue to hate you, so please don't die in there."

"Sinai, I forgive you."

Lux turned around, lifted the nun's overly long skirt, and like a female knight, resolutely rushed towards the dangerous church.

"Lux, don't go."

Louisa burst into tears, pounding Locke's chest with her little fists. "Stop her, Locke! I have a premonition of Lux's death!"

"Can you predict the future?"

Locke asked.

Louisa nodded emphatically. "Yes, this is my special ability. I can occasionally see one or two fragments of the future, but I've never made a mistake. Don't let Lux go back."

Louisa first revealed her strange abilities to Locke, which may have been the reason she chose Locke in the first place.

She saw a future that belonged to Locke, and it wasn't simply because she coveted his good looks.

“Louise, how could you tell outsiders about this?”

Sinai scolded, but she also hoped to stop Lux.

But if Lux is stopped, who will go back and tell the rest of the people in the church?

Locke looked at his clone. "Please."