The Rock Wastelands have changed hands several times, and now they are once again in the arms of the 'hypocrites'.

The God of Hypocrisy is a deeply hidden deity, and all the forces that belong to the sect on the surface are almost dead and wounded by the wanton profligacy of Omar the Dead, but the Apostle of the God Snowman White Ivory and his followers, as well as the entire upper echelons of the sect, have nothing but nothing more than a few insignificant lambs.

This evil god has never had the idea of succumbing to the fierce god, and on the surface he is allowed to take it away, but secretly he is quietly developing his own power.

The 'unbelievers' are a sect affiliated with an evil demigod 'treacherous', a weak cult that is open to the extremely fierce gods, but in fact it has been subdued by the hypocrites, after decades of development, the cultists on the open side of the treacherous have long since converted their beliefs, the fanatical hypocrite order is enough to organize 20,000 people, and secretly, there are nearly 100,000 fanatical believers ready to move.

Xueman's comeback is precisely the secondment of all the forces of the 'untrustworthy people', and even the apparent leader of this cult, the 'traitors', rushed to help.

Not only that, but several fringe elements in the Extreme Evil God faction have announced that they will join the war, and have made an attitude of familiarity with the two major cults of 'Judgment Day' and 'Red Dawn', but in fact, these are all forces that have been secretly co-opted by the god of hypocrisy.

The situation has developed to this day, and the evil god's ambitions have gradually surfaced.

……

A messy triangular mine, with the banner of 'The Faithless' flying in the stronghold.

Dressed in a pure white gorgeous dress, a pair of holy wings behind him swayed gently, like an angel, the messenger of the true gods, and the delicate face of a girl, Xue Man shook step by step, and slowly entered the collapsed stronghold.

It seems that because of the arrival of this purity, the messy environment has also been purified.

Behind the girl are her loyal followers, the High Priest of the 'Hypocrite', the Patriarch of the 'Blade of Faithless', the Warrior of the Order, the Grand Inquisitor of the Inquisition, and many other high-ranking officials.

casually pulled a chair and sat down, the girl faced everyone, her expression seemed to be smiling:

"Alright, gentlemen, don't be too restrained, find a place to sit."

However, the only remaining chair on the field had dutifully served the girl, so everyone did not hesitate to sit down on the ground and look at the girl from a stylistic perspective.

"Oracle, please tell me the oracle."

The one who speaks is the leader of the unbelievers, the evil demigods 'treacherous'.

This demigod has blood from the Dark Realms in its body, and is similar in size, if not more majestic, than the Minotaur, with a sleek, hairless head topped with a strange totem that resembles a horned demon with teeth and claws.

He also sat on the ground, but even if he sat cross-legged on his body, his upper body was still taller than Xue Man, and he was looking down at each other.

The girl let out a series of laughter like silver bells, with youth and liveliness:

"God didn't give me an oracle! ……”

"Didn't God tell you what he wanted from the beginning?"

The demigod's expression remained calm, without any thought, and he continued:

"The goal is there, but there is no specific implementation plan, does it mean that all the decisions are left to us?"

"Lord Cyprus really knows God, yes, I'll leave everything to you."

The girl smiled and immediately took advantage of the situation to push all the tasks to the 'treacherous'.

The demigod did not rise, it stood up suddenly, and looked at Xue Man from a higher perspective:

"So be it, you just have to witness everything until victory comes."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the high-level officials also got up and left in sync with the demigods, leaving behind him, leaving only Xue Man's smiling face.

One of the followers let out a suppressed beast-like roar:

"They are so arrogant that they dare to be disrespectful to adults!"

"Because you're a demigod, do you think you're a thing?"

Another person said:

"My lord, do you need to send us out to serve as 'dutiful' guides for these adults?"

In the words 'conscientious', it is pronounced extremely bite.

"Not yet."

Bloodline waved his hand, stopping his followers from all sorts of thoughts.

"We don't need to do it ourselves, because good friends will entertain these distinguished guests in our place, and they will definitely be unable to extricate themselves from the hospitality, and the only task to be responsible for is to let us do it for us, isn't it? ……”

When the words fell, Xue Man let out another burst of cheerful laughter, and the coquettishness and innocence of the innocent girl were brought into full play, and what was hidden under this skin, it was unknown.

……

A strange beam of light entered the distant Sleepless Holy Land, and the Hypocritical Grand Pope, dressed in ornate robes, triple crowns, and holding a golden scepter, stood outside the glass window covered with colorful mosaics, until a loud scream was heard.

The Great Pope looked up and saw only a beam of light in the sky, rapidly deforming and reforming into a series of strange symbols.

Waving a piece of paper to write down the symbols, the archpope led the paper to the garden at the back of the hall, where there was a closed complex of buildings, surrounded by a gray and inconspicuous church in the center.

Walking into the church, a black-robed figure sat in the corridor, looked back at the hypocritical archpope, and then took the piece of paper full of strange symbols from his hand.

There seemed to be some kind of amazing spell, and with a wave of his hand, the symbols on the paper were sorted and reorganized, revealing in the form of divine words.

"My dear friend, my most honored guests have arrived, please entertain them in my place!"

This is the information that comes from unlocking the secret text.

"Perfidious Cyprus, low-ranking demigod ......"

The name was whispered, and all the information was revealed, even the true accounts of Cyprus itself, which had not been noticed.

"Inherited from the bloodlines of the Dark Realm, 75% inferred from the Lord of the Labyrinth, 21% inferred from the Dark King, and 4% inferred from the Dark Victory God ......"

After repeatedly calculating the equations in his head, calculating the comparison of the strength of the enemy and the enemy, the probability of winning, and the positive and negative returns, in just a few moments, he finally came up with the result he wanted.

"Enemy strength estimate: demigod below level 3, kill difficulty evaluation: low, income calculation: B+, double calculation of the same value, suggestion: kill immediately!"