Full-time Creation Master

The first family banquet after the goddess's coronation was ultimately not finished in peace.

Mo Fan spilled the teacup while pouring tea for his aunt, Yi Zhisha.

Old Mo Jiaxing wanted to ease the tension, so he brought up Mo Fan's childhood, but halfway through, he realized that most of it was inappropriate to talk about in front of his mother-in-law.

No one looked down on him, but no one suppressed themselves specifically for his sake.

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Sarah Martinez asked Xinxia about her wedding date, and Xinxia blushed.

Mo Fan tried to answer, but Salang silenced him with a look.

Chu Ming sat to the side watching the excitement.

It wasn't until his father, Mo Jiaxing, started asking him about his own affairs that he realized there were no real bystanders at the table.

Fortunately, a black scripture from Africa saved him in time.

The scriptures have no cover.

The hundreds of pages were all sewn from the skin of a black beast demon, and seven cardinal seals were arranged on the spine.

Salam's own bloodstain was among them, but it was pierced by a black nail.

The scripture passed through the twelve layers of Parthenon's barrier and hovered in front of Salam.

It is not an invitation.

It was a call to life issued jointly by the other cardinals of the Black Vatican.

Under Izzysa's watchful gaze, Salang put on gloves and turned to the first page.

A massive altar covering North Africa rises from the pages of the book.

The altar uses the River Styx after Khufu lost control as its veins, the seven cities of the dead as its skeleton, and the fear, plague, and death of millions of people as "nourishment for the divine embryo."

Sarang's face darkened. "They also want to create a 'god'."

As a fellow agent of darkness, Asha'ruya understood the dark pact hidden deep within the scriptures.

"After Khufu was sealed away, the North African underworld lost its supreme authority."

The remaining cardinals of the Black Vatican wanted to fuse the souls of the seven individuals into a living evil god before the Kings of the Dead could do so.

"Why send a letter to Salang?" Xinxia asked.

The scripture automatically turned to the last page.

A line of Black Vatican coded text was written on it.

Seven days later, the Mountain of the Dead.

The red-clad figure returns to her rightful place, and the divine child is born.

Those who are absent shall perform a mother's sacrifice.

Mo Fan stared at the words "Mother Sacrifice," his eyes suddenly turning cold.

"They used her as a sacrifice?"

"Not only that," Asha'ruya pointed to the empty space in the center of the altar.

"Sarang once held divine power, was the mother of the contemporary goddess, and had contact with the Blood Poppy mother plant, the Dark King's contract, and the Parthenon's soul."

In the eyes of those cardinals, she was the most suitable vessel for the stable formation of the divine embryo.

The seven red seals on the scripture burned simultaneously.

Flames pieced together a map of the African underworld.

The seven altars of the living gods are located in the desert, rainforest, rift valley, and Mount of the Dead, and are connected to each other by the River Styx left by Khufu.

The fanatical faith left behind by Leng Jue's lineage, the remnants of the Black Church across the land, the employed human mages, and the undead empire are all gathering at the altar.

If the ritual is completed, the one born will not be an ordinary evil god.

That thing will simultaneously possess the faith of the Black Church, the authority over the underworld left by Khufu, and a seat in the Dark Dimension.

Salam closed the book.

"They still prefer to use the old methods."

"You knew about this ceremony all along?" Xinxia asked.

"I knew they were collecting materials for 'divine fetuses' in Africa, but I didn't know they would dare to put my name on them."

"So you came to the ceremony not just for me."

Salam did not deny it.

She needs to use the Parthenon to publicly tear off the old identity that the Black Vatican imposed on her, and she also needs Khufu to relinquish the River Styx in North Africa.

Now, the other cardinals have taken the initiative to set up the altar for her, gathered the remaining supporters, and even written their positions into a scripture.

This saved her the trouble of searching for them one by one.

The throne of the God-King (Great Emperor) is right before your eyes!

"I will go," Salam said. "The ceremony for the birth of the god will proceed as scheduled."

Mo Fan frowned.

"You're still letting them hold it?"

"How can we get everyone together if we don't hold a ceremony?"

She traced seven red marks with her fingertips.

"The altar remains."

"We'll go too," Mo Fan replied even faster than Xin Xia.

"You stay," Salam said.

Why?

"The goddess has just been crowned, and you are her fiancé."

"That's why I have to go. Some people use their mothers-in-law as sacrificial offerings; how could I not go?"

Salang's eyes were slightly cold.

Mo Fan immediately changed his tune: "Mainly because there are too many demons in Africa, which I'm good at dealing with."

Chu Ming tapped on the table.

"Don't argue."

The Knights of Light are replenishing their mana and should be able to recover within three days.

The warships turned from the Aegean Sea to Alexandria, and Gao Yucai first set up human anchorages by sea.

"Take it slow and carefully, and take this place completely!"

Chu Ming made a decision: "I don't want a situation where things are tough at the beginning but then cause trouble later."

Turning to Eileen, he said, "This time, the Dragon Legion will be with me. I will also be bringing a Moon-class mothership, three Dragon Beast Legions, and two Black and White Knight Legions."

"No problem!" Eileen asked again, "In what capacity will the Great Xia side participate?"

"What a joke! What reason do we need to strike at the Black Vatican?" Mo Fan was the first to answer, his answer as simple and straightforward as ever.

"That's right!" Chu Ming nodded with a smile. Dividing up profits and seizing territory were things that could only be done, not said!

Mo Fan's reasons were all impeccable.

As long as we prevent anyone from "stealing the peaches"—stealing the last drop of blood and other loot!

"Those who cleared the area and the witnesses."

"Only witness?"

"First, dismantle the outer gates of the seven altars of the Black Vatican, and rescue those who have been captured and used as nourishment," Chu Ming said. "If anyone tries to test us, retaliate."

Someone was guarding the temple for the Black Vatican, so they demolished it.

"If a demon emperor blocks our way, we'll move his entire mountain."

Gao Yucai glanced at the map. "Destroy mountains and build temples?"

Gao Yucai admitted that he was attracted to her!

If you can do this, your name will definitely be recorded in history for all eternity!

Destroying mountains and temples—this was a historical event in the entire Dragon Kingdom.

Chu Ming's horse king and Gao Yucai's mount were both left outside the palace.

No third member of the seven major Ma tribes was included in the expedition list.

Three days later, a small fleet consisting of a Lunar-class Insight mothership and four heavy cruisers (along with some other small ships) carrying more than 500,000 people departed from the Aegean Sea.

Ten thousand dragons roared in the sky!

The machinery roared through the clouds!

Xinxia, ​​as the new goddess, was dispatched to accompany the mission under the pretext of "avenging Khufu's invasion." Hailong led the bloated Special Farm Guard, which had been reorganized by Pacaocao, onto the ship.

Yi Zhisha did not join the goddess's retinue, but instead boarded Asha's black ship in her own name (Asha, as the empress, was assigned a starship).

Remiel, representing the Holy City, went to eliminate the ritual of the living god, gathering a group of "hardliners" and setting off alone.

As usual, the five countries each sent an observation team to follow behind.

Shao Zheng and Wang Yuelin stayed behind to accompany Gao Yucai in Athens, preparing to bring the exotic flowers of China to this land.

The rest of the people followed the Xia dynasty south.

The other forbidden spells each had their own defense zones and did not all rush into the expedition team.

Old Bao did not go.

He stood at the port, watching Xin Xia and Salang board the ship one after the other, and finally waved to Mo Fan.