As the de facto supreme ruler of the Land of Light, Adhzok is also the strongest of the temples, not only mastering the spells of the Underworld, but also possessing the ability to communicate with Oberix, the god of heavenly punishment.

In this world where the consciousness of the gods is extinguished, leaving only the remnants of the body, he is the spokesman of the will of the gods.

Because of this, Adhzok is confident enough in himself that even after two successive generations of Sun King Thunderbolt death, he is still convinced that he has the ability to control the whole situation and is not afraid of any enemy.

However, he never imagined that the murderer who killed two generations of Sun Kings with thunder was actually the real Sun God. As the best of the Immortal Kings, Ivan is already a cosmic-level lifeform, and the rebirth of the sun god Atum will not be much stronger than him.

Defeating the new king of the gods is only a matter of time before Edizok can ascend to the apostle on the spot.

However, the more fortunate situation for him is that Ivan has no intention of killing him directly - as a sacrifice for the return of royal power, a symbol of sin and corruption, the sacrificial group should die in the right place on the right occasion.

For Evan, as long as he wants to, it will not be difficult to destroy the El Dorado and even the entire world.

The real problem is how to destroy the dominance of the religious sacrifice group in the shortest possible time, so that thousands of people in the El Dorado will willingly return to the rule of the king.

The key to this is to bring away the prestige of religious groups.

Ivan remembers a typical case where he could have done something similar once - the former Lord of Radiance sent a prophet to lead the serpentine in a war against the gods of Menes.

For the Empire, that catastrophe was perhaps second only to the Extraterrestrial Invasion, as the Lord of Radiance not only inflicted heavy losses on the Menes militarily, but also used nine disasters to strike at the Menes spiritual world. If it weren't for the Sun King back then, who invited the Lord of Light Utga and the Divine Killer Spear, the current Hyperion Star would probably be the sphere of influence of the Lord of Light.

And now, on the question of how to eradicate the sacrificial group that ruled El Dorado, Evan felt that what the Lord of Radiance did to the empire back then had a certain degree of reference value.

The first step is to choose a prophet and prophesy.

The second step is to spread the news of the return of the royal power and shake the rule of the sacrificial group.

The third step is to punish the naysayers and bless the supporters.

The fourth step is to expose the true face of the sacrificial group and create a situation of opposition between good and evil.

The fifth step is the final judgment to destroy the dark forces, and at this step, Evan will be able to completely get rid of the identity of an outsider and rule the entire El Dorado in the name of the Sun King.

In the face of the orthodox royal power, the sacrificial group that has been peaceful for a long time has not yet perceived any crisis, and is still intoxicated with the pleasure of drunkenness. No one knew that compared to the bloody storm that followed, the gloom surrounding Millennium City now was just a harbinger of this apocalyptic storm.

The thunder punishment of killing two generations of puppet kings is only a prelude to the final judgment.

One by one, one by one

Regarding the selection of the prophet, Evan only has three requirements: first, he must be a native of the Land of Light, and his identity must be white. Second, the talent of having a certain amount of mental power, being able to withstand the imprint of his own strength, which is convenient for himself to shelter in secret. Three, he was intelligent, well-educated, and dissatisfied with the rule of the sacrificial group.

Based on these three requirements, Ivan conducted an audition in the easternmost part of the El Dorado, where the New World is located.

Eventually, he set his sights on a young man named Amon - a nobleman from the Land of Light who was born with a talent for harnessing the light, but was stripped of his title because his father had provoked the sacrificial group. Now he has been exiled to the New World by his family, losing everything he had before and living the life of a farmer.

Well-educated, disgruntled with the sacrificial group, gifted, and uneasy about the status quo.

Perfectly suited to Evan's needs, he is simply the best choice for the prophet!

......

New World, Cattle Town.

The setting sun on the horizon unleashes its afterglow, enveloping the tavern at the entrance to the town in an orange glow. The entrance to the tavern faced the town's main road, a gray-white rammed earth avenue that looked old, and had been crushed by the passing of pedestrians and vehicles, as if it were a whole strip of stone.

On the road, low-ranking officials waved their long whips proudly, driving a large number of heavy bags carried by servants to walk in the setting sun. Occasionally, ox carts carrying local spices, grains, and high-quality honey leave the town. Cattle Town has long been a penal colony for criminals, and as a result, it has been exploited more severely than other towns.

In the tavern, a young man with a black ponytail was hiding in a corner, sipping warm ale and looking resentfully at the low-ranking officials.

According to the uniforms of the officials at all levels, he recognized them as the subordinates of the local priests, who were being requisitioned to expand the temple in the name of maintaining the roads.

For these lackeys of the temple, he was eager to go up with a steel knife and chop off their heads.

It's not just them, those priests had better die together!

"You are all scum, beasts, and parasites!" the young man swallowed his wine and cursed hatefully in his heart.

He only dared to scold in his heart, if he scolded loudly, this little life was estimated to be unsaved. Because my father was angry with these beasts, he was framed and framed, and he was accused of a bunch of non-existent crimes, which plunged the whole family into the abyss of poverty.

The young man who sat in the corner of the tavern and secretly cursed the priest was naturally the prophet chosen by Evan—Amon with several halos of ruined nobles, former geniuses, and hatred of destroying the door.

He wore a black and healthy hair tied behind his head with a black lambskin rope, and he wore a washed-out garment, with small half-sleeves rolled up, and strong arms and arms exuding the vitality of a mature boy. Although the dress is no different from the surrounding drinkers, it seems to be shrouded in a special temperament, like a layer of starlight.

After drinking the little wine he had left, Amon reluctantly picked up the wine and took advantage of everyone's inattention, sticking out his tongue to lick the wine at the bottom of the bowl clean. Then he stood up, took out a rusty coin from his bosom and put it on the table, and walked away from the tavern.

"It's getting dark...... You have to go to the bull market and rent a ploughing ox as soon as possible. ”

He smashed his mouth, remembering the smell of ale, as he walked along the road in the direction of the bull market.

It is now the season when winter turns to spring, and the withered yellow grass by the roadside has already pulled out the buds, and the wind picks up the debris of the dead grass, which is lifted in the air, and the setting sun shines on it, floating like golden dust. The whole cattle town is like a rich land shrouded in golden sand, and the air is filled with the scent of spices and honey.

"Huh?"

Amon wrinkled his nose, stopped his steps, and turned his head to look at a fork in the road that led to the forest. He could clearly smell the aroma of milk and honey from somewhere, it was so rich that it was mouth-watering, but he didn't see any trace of the truck.

"Could it be a rollover?"

With this in mind, he immediately put the matter of renting the ploughing cattle behind him, and trotted to the mountain road, ready to pick up a little honey and go back to enjoy it.

......

With a yearning for honey, Amon made his way to the depths of the forest, and the tall coniferous trees continued to retreat backwards along the field of vision.

After about twenty minutes, he stopped suddenly, looked around with an expression like waking up from a dream, and then felt a chill down his spine: what kind of madness did he just make, he thought that there would be honey and fresh milk in the depths of the mountains and forests, was he gluttonous!?

Just when the boy suspected that he was insane and was about to go back, he suddenly noticed that there was a flame burning from the thorns not far ahead.

"Forest fires?"

He suddenly became vigilant and hurriedly looked to the location of the light source.

However, when Amon ran there, he was amazed to find that it was a huge, flat bush of thorns, and golden flames burned on the thorns, forming a sacred sun wheel pattern, shining brightly around it.

The thorns were burned by the fire, but they were not burned, and Amon looked at it, but the moment he approached the bushes. There seemed to be an invisible wave in the space, as if it was the advent of some illusory spiritual world, with the black-haired boy's body as the center, and everything within a few hundred meters seemed to become unreal.

In the midst of this, Amon suddenly heard a voice calling to him from among the bushes. It was an ancient and solemn voice—as if an invisible door had opened, and behind the door, God was speaking from the throne.

The voice was saying, "You're finally here." ”

The aura of majesty and terror permeated the heavens and the earth, oppressing him so much that it was difficult for him to breathe, even in the thousand-year-old city where the strong were like clouds, he did not feel such a level of coercion - it was simply facing the gods, no, it was a more powerful existence than the gods!

"Amon, Amon!" the voice suddenly called out his name.

"I'm here. The black-haired boy replied subconsciously, and then instinctively wanted to get closer.

"Do not come near, but take off your sandals from your feet, for the place where you stand is holy ground. ”

There was an undeniable power in the voice that Amon could not refuse, and he obediently took off his shoes and looked at the Flame Sun Wheel with a look of surprise and shock.

"I am the lost kingship of this world, the embodiment of the sun, the king revered by the gods. I have seen the suffering of the people and heard their cries, and I want you to spread my voice and deliver billions of people from the dominion of darkness. The voice came from the void, turning into a fire that encircled Ammon's body.

“......”

After hearing the voice clearly, Amon was dumbfounded, looked at the burning sun wheel among the thorns, and said with trembling lips: "I am only a descendant of a broken nobleman, and I am afraid that I will not have the ability to spread your voice, let alone save the people from the domination of darkness. ”

Although the voice claimed to be a lost king, and possessed a powerful power that made him tremble, he was not sure if the other party could protect him, let alone if the other party could overcome the so-called 'darkness'.

"I will be with you, that you may be free from all evil and evil. The voice suddenly became clear.

"But it's ......"

Amon hesitated to find a reason to refuse, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed: "Even if I know that you are a lost king, how can others recognize it? When I advertise the return of kingship, people ask me where I am kingship, and I definitely can't answer." ”

"I am the true kingship, from the lost world, and when I return, the false kingship will be destroyed!"

"What do you mean...... King Hecker and King Thutmose are fake!?" the black-haired boy was completely panicked.

"The light that you believe, that you revere, that you have always longed for, is a false lie. The voice replied firmly.

"But it's ......"

Ammon, who still did not want to die, was making excuses again, and suddenly he rolled his eyes and came up with another reason for refusing: "If I tell the people that the true royal power has sent him to save them from the dominion of darkness, they will not believe me, and they will think that I am a liar!"

"I grant you infinite light, that you may be free from all harm. I grant you the eternal flame to burn your enemies. I give you unlimited energy to make you immortal and spread my deeds. The majestic voice suddenly became ethereal and holy, like a god proclaiming the truth of the world.

“......”

Under the benefits promised by the other party, Amon was moved, but he still felt that he lacked confidence: "I am not a person who can speak...... I'm a clumsy talker...... I'm worried that I won't be able to shoulder the heavy responsibility. ”

"I will show you what you should say. The voice grew softer.

"I promise you! In my lifetime, I will spread your name and help sentient beings expose the false kingship!" The black-haired boy gritted his teeth fiercely and agreed-the other party promised so many benefits, and if he didn't agree, he just didn't know how to lift it.

As for whether there will be any conspiracy...... I can't resist anyway, so it's better to enjoy it!

The next moment he agreed, a huge flame wheel shot out a pillar of light, swallowing the prophet into the depths of the light wheel, and the molten golden flame suddenly rushed into Amun's spine, and he instantly raised his head, and his whole body bloomed with dazzling golden light, like a small star.

From the back of the neck, the golden inscriptions made of the holy book grew like tree roots, climbed up Amun's neck, and then climbed up to his cheeks, and the golden carvings below the spine slowly spread to the abdomen, back, lumbar spine, and legs.

In the depths of the Sun Wheel, Amon was like a little golden man, radiating a dazzling light.

After the golden lines spread to the black-haired boy's body, the whole thorn bush suddenly trembled violently, and cracked into a glassy slender crack, and then shattered into countless flashes of light and disappeared—in the blink of an eye, the burning thorn bush turned into a silent and deep forest.

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