"Kuka Bonnivel."

"Kuka mysterious."

"Kuka Zushen."

The three princes fell to their knees and praised the church and the gods.

Bonnyville watched them, turned and walked to the throne on the steps, and said, "Stand down, remember the vows of the day, and spend your life fulfilling them." ”

The three princes said in unison, "Embrace the gods for eternity!" ”

Then, they all stood up, bowed slightly, and turned to stride away from the Holy See.

The attendants who assisted in the coronation also saluted one after another, without saying a word, and consciously retreated.

"Wait."

Bonnyville suddenly stopped the waiter and said, "Send an order to send two Seventh-Order Seeers to secretly protect Denaren's thoughtfulness." ”

"Yes."

"Stand down."

Watching everyone leave the Holy See, Bonnivel's eyes moved slightly, and he fell into thought.

His own force was not enough to completely suppress the Kingdom Alliance, although he was the only tenth-order god seeer in the continent in history.

But the background of the kingdom cannot be ignored, and there are not a few eighth-order god-seeers they have, and they may even be cultivating ninth-order god-seeers, wanting to catch up with their own footsteps.

After all, he is just a person, and the name of orthodoxy is more of a weapon of destruction than personal force.

Otherwise, the heirs of the kingdom would not have knelt at their feet and waited for their own send.

Therefore, if you really want to completely change the pattern of this continent, you can only use your own orthodoxy as the foundation.

Denaren's sudden surrender is a good sign.

Let those down-and-out, sinful, and hopeless princes know that they can be bought.

Although the price of buying oneself is high, so high that they have to give up their dignity and honor, there will still be many princes who have no hope of inheriting themselves, and will choose to take refuge in themselves, just in exchange for the poverty and luxury of this life.

And Denaren, as the first person to throw himself unconditionally, will definitely be targeted by all the kingdoms united.

If you don't send people to protect him secretly, I'm afraid this guy will die tragically on the road before he gets out of Gantis.

At the top, Bonneville naturally knew that even if he was himself, sometimes he had to lower his noble stature to go against the original intention he always adhered to.

As a minister of sin, Denaren, according to his usual purpose, would never have been able to crown him, but would have punished him.

However, at this moment, he must send someone to protect him, help him become the ruler of a country, and indulge in power and wealth.

Let other princes see that as long as you choose to surrender, even if you are guilty of great crimes, you only need to pay the price, and you can enjoy totalitarian power until you are old.

In a sense, although Denaren is despicable and shameless to the extreme, he does have ideas, knows current affairs, and has talents.

But it doesn't matter, as long as he is obedient, when he grows old and abdicates, he will have complete control of his kingdom.

Fueling the winds of evil is only for the sake of the longer term.

As a tenth-order god-seeer, he didn't know that his lifespan would be hundreds of years.

As long as they live longer than the evil ministers of this generation and stick to their own hearts, the beautiful continent will eventually be built under their own leadership.

A new world that has been cut away from the oppression of the fair, and the aristocracy and the royal family can also be brought down by public opinion.

Bonneville muttered, "This is my selfishness, but it is also to spread your majesty to every corner, the nobles were the original pioneers of the Church, and your first pious apostles, if I am wrong, please tell me."

Ancestral God, one day, I will be able to see your whole picture, know your name, and be lucky enough to touch you, how happy I will be......"

The space in front of him surged.

A thin veil of fog enveloped the entire King of Gantis.

Bonneville's eyes regained their brightness, a look of shock and delight, and she lowered her scepter and bowed to the ground reverently.

"Is that you? Do you hear my call? My sovereign master. ”

In the surging space, the familiar, ever-changing supreme deity appeared.

Under Bonnyville's intoxicated gaze, the majestic body gradually shrunk into a humanoid creature waving tentacles, but giving birth to a human body and face.

It was the face of Tang Chuan.

He looked at Bonnyville, who was deeply moved, and this time he didn't want to learn how to croak.

Directly threw a ball of wriggling flesh in his hand in front of Bonnivale, and conveyed his thoughts: "#¥% reward you, lowly minister." ”

Bonneville looked at the ground in front of him, wriggling, thumb-sized flesh, and didn't pick it up immediately.

Instead, he reveled in the appearance of the ancestral god, and even burst into tears, saying, "Thank you, my supreme master, I ......"

But before she could finish speaking, the tentacle Tang Chuan left directly and disappeared.

The foggy veil subsided, and the surrounding scene returned to its original appearance.

Bonnyville couldn't help but move forward, trying to grasp the form of the ancestral god, but he only grabbed a canopy of air.

She immediately came back to her senses, knelt down and said, "Please forgive me for my unintentional offense......"

But no voice answered her.

Bonneville slowly got up a little gloomily, intoxicated breathing the air in the Holy See, as if even the air was contaminated with the breath of the ancestral god, making her re-appreciate the soul joy brought by the sublimation of the life level when she became a tenth-order god seeer that day.

She returned to the top of the steps, picked up the wriggling flesh on the ground, and gently placed it on her cheek.

The flesh and blood melted into her body, making her feel that her body genes were stretching her waist, making her happily paralyzed on the throne, and her body shimmered with the divine brilliance that represented the secret horror.

"Your blood, your breath, let me touch the supreme wonder, if I can become a secret, I can be by your side forever, right?"

……

Tang Chuan, from the perspective of God, withdrew his gaze from Bonniville.

Believers are really good at making up their brains, and I'm not really a tentacle monster, and that piece of flesh and blood is not mine.

It's I cut it from Xiao Er, and he's about to drain it, and he's about to lose his divinity of useless flesh and blood, I don't know what you're excited about.

Just to let you know that what you are doing is not wrong, but that it is conducive to the progress of the world, so that you can continue to persevere.

Do you want to be a secret......

In fact, Tang Chuan also had the idea of cultivating a few gods to help him manage the church and replace himself in the vast universe of diverse species in the future.

But in the early stage of the construction of the belief system, this was not necessary, after all, Cang Manxing was so big, and he was completely busy by himself.

And if you really want to cultivate subordinate gods, you must be the most outstanding and pious people in the whole universe.

So far, I have only seen Kumbana alone, and he has the qualifications to be selected by himself.

It's a pity that he died.

And Bonnyville......

It's not almost.