"Since the Lord of Light you believe in has foreseen everything, why don't you find a way to solve these problems yourself? Anthony gently dusted the spot that Coughren had patted to show his displeasure with the Lord of Light.

"You know that the main gods have agreed with each other not to directly meddle in the affairs of the Eliat Continent, even if the power of the Lord of Light in the Eliat Continent has now occupied the vast majority, the Lord of Light will never dare to risk offending the other main gods to personally interfere in the affairs here. Coughren's expression was now extremely solemn, and a holy majesty that made people dare not look directly appeared on him, like the spokesman of the Lord of Light in the continent of Eliat.

"It's really disgusting, isn't this plan still aimed at the guy who is not his follower?Is the Lord of Light really going to purge the other faiths of the Ariant Continent from the continent of Eliad?"

"Why? Aren't you a believer in the goddess of magic, Mana?" Coughlon laughed dryly, regaining his lewd appearance at this point.

"Who knows if you've blacklisted me, at least for now, I'm one of the targets of your calculations. Don't deny it, I've been trapped here for more than two thousand years, is this a disguised captivity?" Anthony sneered a few times, and the flames that rolled around him seemed to change color. Surrounded by the flames, Kaufron felt a chill.

"This project is not led by the Holy See, and we are only one of the participants. I think your anger is in the wrong place. Facing an angry Sanctuary, Coughren's words unconsciously took on a hint of trembling. As he said before, in the face of absolute strength, even if he has a main god behind him, he can't quench his thirst.

"When did the Lord of Light become so generous that he would give up the dominance of this kind of plan to someone else in a continent where his own power is overwhelmingly dominant?" Anthony snorted coldly.

"You're talking too seriously, at least no one is forcing you to participate in this program. In front of the angry Anthony, Coughlon unconsciously carried an honorific in his words.

"Yes, I took the initiative to accept this task, but that doesn't mean I can make you knead it. I've spent two thousand years here, but you, the Holy See, are constantly changing people on missions. Anthony said irritably.

"This is also something that cannot be helped, after all, very few people from our Holy See can reach the Holy Realm, so our lifespan is a problem that we have to face. Originally, I thought that this kind of 'good thing' would not fall on my head, but I didn't expect that in the end, I would have to bite the bullet. Coughren smiled bitterly, if it weren't for the cataclysm that severed their connection with the Holy Mountain, this kind of mission that he knew would not be his turn to carry out anyway.

"The Lord of Light is really stingy with you, the Holy Cult with the largest base in the Ariant continent can't come out of more than one Holy Domain. Anthony sneered mercilessly, wanting to soothe his long-suppressed anger.

"Balance! Don't you understand why the power of the Lord of Light in the Ariant Continent has an absolute advantage? This is the promise of the Lord of Light to the other main gods, in exchange for quantity, only His Majesty the Pope will be allowed to break through to the Holy Realm, and the others will be suppressed to the peak of the twelfth level even if they are qualified. This is a good way to avoid the dominance of the Holy See, and the huge base of believers ensures the absolute dominance of the Holy See in the Ariant continent. Coughlon carefully worded his words, tactfully informing Anthony of everything he knew.

"What a cunning method. Anthony had to admire the thoughtfulness of the Lord of Light, at least he used this method to firmly control the discourse of the entire continent.

"Although it is in your flame realm, I ask you to be careful with your words, any words that are disrespectful to the Lord God may cause unnecessary trouble. For some reason, Coughlon suddenly reminded.

"Oh, looks like your oracle is working again, why don't you feel the fluctuation of your oracle?" asked Anthony, staring at Coughren. He believed that Coughlon would not suddenly remind him of his words for no reason, someone must have noticed his flame realm and could quietly spy on his realm, which no other sanctuary could do except for gods.

"The Eye of Light looks like an ordinary opal, but as long as the oracle reaches a certain level, after wearing it, it has the ability to spy into the future at any time. Coughren whispered with the Eye of Light in his hand, "I happened to see something just now, and your disrespectful words have obviously been noticed. ”

"Oh, so what? Unless the Lord God himself sends down divine punishment, there are people on this continent who can make me afraid—" Anthony was about to continue, but was immediately interrupted by Coughllen's eager voice.

"Your Excellency Anthony, I have a picture I would like to share with you, I wonder if you would like to use your wise mind to help me analyze it?" Coughren's words made Anthony stunned. His expression didn't look like a joke, could it be that there really was some amazing person snooping on them without him noticing?

Thinking of this, Anthony quietly raised the protection of the flame realm by several levels.

"What picture do you want me to see?" Anthony saw that Coughren's expression did not become relaxed, but became more solemn, could it be that the picture he wanted him to see was a bad prophecy?

"See for yourself. Coughren seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, and he weakly handed over the Eye of Light in his hand, "You just need to probe your consciousness into it." ”

"Are you sure?" Anthony was stunned, the Eye of Light was the secret treasure of the Holy See, and it had never fallen into the hands of anyone other than those at the highest level of the Holy See. I didn't expect Coughlen to be so generous at this time to let himself read the message directly from it.

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who can't eat the old?" Coughren didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, the unknown prophecy hit him too hard.

"Then you're welcome. Anthony touched his hand, and a wisp of flame flew out of his finger, and after a spin on the Eye of Light, it returned to his hand.

Anthony swallowed the flame into his mouth, and the flame in his eye socket that represented the eyeball suddenly turned into a color like holy light, and the freeze-frame pictures began to flicker in his eyes quickly.

"The city in this picture seems to be called Catania? I remember I was there before, and it was the base of the human coalition?" said Anthony, discerning the outline of the city in the picture.

"You are the old yellow calendar of the Great War of the Ten Thousand Races, and now Catania has long since become the imperial capital of the Iliad Empire, the largest city in the entire continent. "Coughren is clearly familiar with it.

"Well, as the final victor of the Great War of All Nations, it should be so. Anthony was noncommittal, and continued, "This seems like a celebration of a huge scale, and it is very powerful, far more than any other celebration I have seen before......

And then ...... Why are there white lily of the valley flowers everywhere in the city? Who died?...... Is this- Catania destroyed? How is this possible!" Anthony looked shocked, and in the last image that appeared in his eyes, a powerful pillar of light fell from the sky, instantly reducing the most prosperous city on the entire continent to ashes......