No health bar? You call this stunningly beautiful NPC sickly?

[Priest: A to A+, consuming 4800 Faith Points]

[Nun: Upgrade from A to A, requires 2400 Faith Points]

[The Divide: A-to-A upgrade, costs 2400 Faith Points]

The upgrade was complete, and Mu Zhixi's newly acquired 10,000 faith points were instantly wiped out, while the aura of the Three Evils surged in an instant!

[Golden blood! It really is golden! Case solved, I finally understand!]

The system says there will be a price to pay for damaging the cup stained with divine blood, but it doesn't specify what that price is! What's a price for us might just be a simple prick of the finger for the Number One Beauty!

Even if she isn't favored by the gods, she's still the one who can define the 'price'!

[I think it's time to change the number one player on the Anomaly Management Bureau's leaderboard. Such a terrifyingly powerful hidden player isn't even on the leaderboard?]

[Three drops of blood directly caused three A-rank monsters to advance in rank... What does that even mean?]

[Sanctuary Cathedral... the Old Royal Court... I think I understand why those people from the Old Royal Court are targeting the Sanctuary. With a bug like this existing, who can sleep soundly?!]

Feeding faith points yields immediate results.

The three strange creatures, whose auras had surged dramatically, were now as docile as three large dogs that had just been fed by their owner.

They bowed to the beauty on the sofa with a standard hand gesture to her chest, then backed away step by step, leaving the living room.

Without making a sound, even when leaving, they considerately straightened the broken wooden door and gently leaned it against the door frame.

The live stream camera briefly lingered on this spot.

In the empty room, only that figure in pure white remained, standing alone by the window.

The light from the wall lamp fell on her, half bright and half dim.

Just as the live stream was about to fade out, the camera captured the figure slightly turning their head.

She gazed out the window at the boundless darkness, as if speaking to someone, or perhaps just talking to herself.

"God never makes mistakes... but do His agents... also get tired?"

The murmurs dissipated into the air, and along with the scene, slowly faded into darkness.

[Was I just hallucinating? ...That sentence killed me.]

No wonder the most beautiful woman seemed sickly from the moment she appeared. It turns out she carried the weight of the gods' expectations, single-handedly confronting the Old Royal Court, the Inquisition, and the Ancient Temple of the Deep Sea. In a secluded corner, she finally revealed that even she felt weary.

[I take back what I said about her being just a pretty face. I slap myself. Waaaaah, my angel sister, she really is... I'm crying my eyes out.]

[Wait a minute, I just checked the timeline. If the Sanctuary Church really is some ancient power, the timing doesn't match up with the arrival of the Weird Game.]

[Does the person upstairs even know what a beta server is? Is it strange that the time flow is different?!]

As the main camera completely cuts away.

Mu Zhixi maintained her aloof demeanor for a full three seconds. After confirming that there were no cameras around, she slid halfway down the sofa without any regard for her image.

Mu Zhixi, who has facial paralysis, rubbed her stiff lips.

The performance is finally over. This batch of employees has a high level of professionalism. They know to take the initiative to add scenes for themselves and even used the hand-kissing gift. Next time, I might consider giving them extra chicken legs.

As for the last line, it was something she came up with on the spot.

After all, divinity alone is not enough; one must also possess humanity. Now it's time for the historian's biography she's compiling to take center stage.

On the other side, Yuexi, Wengu and their group almost ran all the way and finally got back to the library in three minutes.

The library on the third floor of the castle remained quiet.

Yuexi stopped in front of the bookshelf, her eyes quickly scanning the rows of spines. She reached out and precisely pulled out a book from a certain position.

However, everyone was stunned when the book was pulled out.

The book's cover was no longer the dark brown old book without any markings that they remembered; instead, it was a classic book with its title stamped in ancient script.

The Lost Era.

Wen Gu pushed up his glasses, his gaze fixed on the cover, and said in a low voice, "The cover has been changed."

The man with the sharpest tongue leaned closer: "What does this mean? Has the book come to life?"

Wen Gu ignored him, his brain racing.

I vaguely remember that when Miss Number One entered the library, she was carrying a book with a blank cover. When she left, she left the book on the chair, and now the book has become "The Lost Era".

The conclusion is obvious.

The previous blank cover was a trick Miss Number One used to hide the contents of the book. She didn't want anyone to see its contents, but now that she's gone, the hiding method has failed, and the cover has returned to its original state.

This is a clue left behind by Miss Number One by accident, or rather, this book records a secret that cannot be easily revealed to others.

The crowd gathered around, their eyes fixed intently on the book in Yuexi's hands.

Without hesitation, Yuexi turned the page.

The pages are yellowed, carrying a unique scent that has been accumulated over countless years.

The first page doesn't contain a lengthy introduction, but only a single line—a short sentence filled with epic grandeur and tragic emotion.

"This book is dedicated to the watchers who walk in the twilight of the gods, so that they may never forget the light of dawn."

Just one sentence was enough to make everyone eager to continue reading.

The contents of the book are not continuous, but are presented in the form of fragmented "historian's notes".

The handwriting was messy, the edges of the pages showed signs of burning, and many words were soaked through with ink, leaving only fragmented sentences, as if the writer had written it in an extremely hurried and dangerous environment.

At the very top of the second page of "The Records of Elisius, the Historian of the Old Royal Court," the compiler's identity is noted in a line of very small print.

The fingertips, which had been resting on the frame, paused.

The former royal court, bestowed with the title of historian?

He slowly raised his eyes and met Yuexi's gaze for a moment.

This book is not a hymn written by the Sanctuary Church itself, but a record left by the historians of the old royal court.

The same thought popped into their minds almost simultaneously.

The historians of opposing forces, recording the deeds of their opponents, are far more credible than those who sing their own praises.

Yuexi turned to one of the pages, and Wen Gu and the others moved closer.

[7200th year of the ancient calendar, at the end of the Gray Fog Era.]

The Royal Council passed the "Theocracy Act" for the third time, uniting the remnants of the Inquisition and the expeditionary force of the Ancient Temple of the Deep Sea, with the old Royal Court as the main force, and advancing to the outskirts of the Holy City.

[This military intervention, ostensibly to "end the oppression of theocracy," is in reality driven by the ulterior motives of all three parties.]

The Royal Court seeks to seize the heart of the Sacred Bell Tower, the Inquisition wants to reclaim its former power of judgment, and the Ancient Temple of the Deep Sea demands the artifacts sealed beneath the main city.

[The combined forces of the three sides consist of 870,000 Royal Guards, 420,000 Grey Robe Soldiers of the Inquisition, and countless Deepsea retainers. In addition, there are vassal states, mercenary legions, and exiled sorcerer groups accompanying the army, the exact number of which is difficult to ascertain.]

[The Royal Court's Military Affairs Department's post-war assessment estimated the total number of Allied forces to be between 2.7 million and 3 million.]