"Pick up the chains, impale the body of the traitor, and accept the gift of association!"

Herbert's words are clear, simple, and easy to understand.

As he spoke, a chain fell from the edge of the black sun, ending in a sharp spike.

It seems that this is a necessary process to join the Black Sun Society.

Regardless of their past identities and beliefs, those who join the Black Sun Society must personally damage the body of the goddess of magic, Mel, in the presence of this strange secret ritual, to show their determination to blaspheme the gods of Vane.

By doing so, the blasphemer would be completely damaging his past beliefs and throwing himself into the arms of the lost gods.

Such an act would be of limited significance to a stranger like Shug, but to the other inhabitants of Vann who had made the goddess Mel a universal belief, it was a very poisonous process.

Moving his gaze slowly down from the sharp chain, to the metal cane that emerged from the inside of the sculpture, he turned to Herbert and asked, "What is this?"

In the face of Hug's doubts, Herbert showed unprecedented respect, leaning forward slightly, like a patient and loyal butler.

He replied, "This is a scepter forged by us from the broken sacrificial utensils in the ruins, forged specifically for the 'messengers' who can guide the Society forward...... It is connected to all the secret rites of the association, and through it it can be used to gain insight and awareness of all the members who join the association through the secret rites."

Herbert looked at Hug eagerly: "Since Mr. Shug has passed the test of the secret rite, we should hand this thing over to you, may your guidance always be clear, and may the black sun always hang high!"

Hearing these words, Xiuge's heart trembled slightly.

If the metal cane did possess the kind of "function" that Herbert called it, then the person who held it would be able to easily use it to locate the members and strongholds of the Black Sun Society, and even be able to command it to a certain extent.

No matter how you think about it, this cane is extraordinary.

"Looks like Theseus wants me to take this opportunity to get this cane?"

Shug nodded to Herbert, feeling the rapidly spinning metal disc of his own spirit once more, and then walked to the delicate steps made of magic under the gaze of the members of the Black Sun Society.

Herbert's magical prowess was clearly astonishing, and stepping on this ladder, Xiug barely felt anything wrong, and under his manipulation, this magic ladder was no different from the physical stone steps.

So Shug walked towards the top of the sculpture, and soon he was in front of the goddess Mel, and below the black sun.

After shortening the distance between them, the face and body of the goddess Mel became clearer, perhaps because the Black Sun Society wanted to test the minds and determination of the joiners, or maybe the goddess of magic was indeed born with an irresistible charm, and when Shug came to her, she felt a hint and influence of magic and spirituality.

And this force made Xiuge can't help but want to sigh.

But he raised his gaze and looked at the face of the goddess of magic.

Then Shug was surprised to find that the face of the goddess Mel seemed to be different from before—the desolate, helpless, and sad look disappeared at some point, replaced by a smile and calmness, and her gaze looked ahead of her through the translucent veil, as if she wanted to make eye contact with Shug, a visitor from another time and space.

It's just too much to ......

It's weird.

It was as if the will of the goddess had really descended on the blasphemous statue at this moment, and she longed for a brief meeting and conversation with herself.

The important metal scepter was right in front of him, but its surface was still covered in the magical light and shadow of the Black Sun Ritual itself—a barrier against the outside world, and it was clear that in order to unlock it, Xiuge had to follow the process in front of him

"Mission".

The sharp chains that fell from the edge of the black sun shook slightly, making a cold metal crash, and Shug raised his hand and squeezed the chain with spikes at the end.

It's like holding a sharp knife.

The next step for him was to stab the chain into Goddess Mel's body.

But the strange thing is that although Xiuge has neither faith nor knowledge of the goddess of magic, at this moment, an indescribable and extremely strong sense of resistance is constantly hindering him, which makes Xiuge feel very surprised, and he even has to mobilize more magic to suppress and calm this sudden strong emotion.

The time left for Xiuge was limited, and he couldn't stay in this position for long, so he forcibly suppressed the strong and strange emotion, and the chain spike in his hand turned gently in a circle like a dagger.

But just as Xiuge handed the spike in his hand forward, that unprovoked emotion broke out again, and this time it even triggered an extremely strong tide of magic in Xiuge's spiritual world, and these surging thoughts and powers even caused Xiuge's thinking to appear in a short trance and stagnation.

In the eyes of the members of the Black Sun Society, it was a different scene.

They saw that after a brief thought, Shug stabbed the spike towards the figure of the goddess Mel, and the moment the spike touched the body of the goddess, the figure of the goddess under the black sun trembled violently.

In the next moment, the statue of the Goddess of Sorrow turned into fine pieces of magical dust in the amazement of the members of the Society, and scattered over the banquet hall.

Under the illumination of the crystalline chandelier, the scattered magical dust is like a magnificent cloud that slowly spreads.

The ceremony has been completed.

But only Shuge himself knew that he had not stabbed the goddess Mel at all.

In fact, the change took place before the sharp spike in his hand touched the statue of the goddess.

And in that momentary trance, there seemed to be some invisible words and fragments that flowed into Xiuge's spiritual world with the shattering of the goddess statue, and they silently merged into Xiuge's magical tide, and finally merged with those memories he had accumulated.

It's just that at this moment, Xiuge has no way to check the contents of these memories, because he saw that the light and shadow of the Black Sun Secret Instrument that was used to block the metal cane before had dissipated, so he immediately reached out and held the cold cane in his hand.

At this moment, Xiuge only felt that his thoughts seemed to be infinitely diverged.

Inside the ballroom, outside the ballroom......

Almost all of the members of the Black Sun Society in the Black Forest Fort entered the range of Xiuge's perception, and through the cold scepter in his hand, he was able to know the names, origins, and past ...... of these members of the Society And what they are thinking at the moment.

Hug glanced up at the black sun, he didn't receive a follow-up message from Theseus, but looking at the swirling black light and shadow, Hug felt that Theseus seemed to be secretly brewing something.

So he slowly walked down the stairs with the scepter in his hand.

At this moment, applause rang out in the banquet hall.

Although the members of the association did not understand why the statue of Goddess Namel reacted so violently, for those who opposed the belief in Goddess Mel, the disintegration of the statue was enough proof of Shuge's "blasphemy"!

So the people gathered again, and they couldn't wait to come forward, hoping to shake hands and hug the special new member of Shuge and the messenger of the association.

The sane Herbert stopped the others from making a warm move, and he winked at Shog, "Mr. Shog, as a messenger sent by a true god, is there anything you want to say to us?"

"Yes! Say a few words!"

A fanatical member of the association in the crowd urged: "For the cause of the association, messenger, say a few words!"

Xiuge was really not used to this kind of scene, especially now, surrounded by him, there was a man who was an anti-human maniac, so he raised his head and looked

One glimpse of the black sun that was still slowly turning.

His instincts, as well as the state of the metal disc, told him that whatever Theseus was planning, it seemed as if he needed to buy some more time for himself now.

So Shug raised his hand and made a "press down" gesture, and when everyone had quieted down, he took the metal scepter in his hand and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, since I have passed the test of the secret rite and obtained this scepter, which symbolizes status, then I would like to discuss it with you here."

A meaningful smile appeared on Hugg's face, "Mr. Herbert took us to talk about human beings before, and it was very profound and meaningful...... So I decided to throw another question related to it here."

Shug's opening remarks quickly caught everyone's attention, he looked around, and then smiled and said, "What is God in your eyes?"

The moment he heard this question, Herbert's pupils contracted slightly.

As a scholar, he instinctively sensed that there was something strange about the question, but at the moment he could not stop Xiuge, and could only let him start working on the topic.

"To me, God is an extremely distant and untouchable concept...... As we have experienced in this world, we can't really talk to a god, and we can't know what a god really thinks, do you agree with that?"

Some in the crowd pondered, some wondered, and some nodded in agreement.

So Shug went on to say, "Okay, then let's go a step further, in order to be able to understand the gods that we follow, that we believe in, we have to touch the miracles that they have left behind, to follow their traces, and to dig up the relics that are related to the gods......

"yes, of course!"

Kzlov, who presided over the Truth Digging Society, spoke up: "Because the gods we follow are real and touchable, and the footprints they leave behind are beacons that guide us on our path!"

"Good!"

Shug glanced at Kzlov, then nodded, "As Mr. Kzlov said, the ancient gods that the Society followed have left their true traces in this world—they once existed and were the rulers of this world, and I have no problem saying that, right?"

Kzlov hesitated, but he nodded.

"Here, then, I have to ask the next question—why have the gods you followed disappear today, given their true power and inviolable status?"

Herbert realized something, his face sank slightly, and he interjected, "Of course it's because of betrayal, Mr. Shugg, haven't we talked about it before?"

The metal disc began to tremble, and in Xiuge's magical perception, the power in the black sun seemed to have brewed to the extreme.

So he laughed and said, "That's the strange place...... I believe that in the ancient times of the past, mankind and many intelligent beings in the Vanne of the present day must have been even more humble than they are now, they may have been just a few very ordinary branches of countless civilizations and kingdoms, but why have they become the rulers of the Vann today?"

Speaking of this, Xiuge slammed the Black Sun Scepter in his hand, and the magic power of the Walking Forest instantly spread out, causing a slight mental shock to the members of the Association who were trying to open their mouths to refute, and then he glanced at the head of the Black Sun Association on the side: "I still remember that Mr. Herbert mentioned earlier that these so-called rulers of Van have stagnated, completely lost their ability and qualifications to compete, and can no longer be the masters of this world......

A smile remained on his face, but his gaze grew cold, and from between his teeth, he squeezed out vicious words that were enough to sting the members of the Black Sun Society.

"Then I would like to ask you, according to this theory of competition and survival, are the gods you believe in and follow not considered to be from the previous era...... A humble loser?"

The ballroom fell silent for a few seconds

After the bell, there was an uproar again.

Among the members of the Society, the members of the Abyss Historical Society, who had intended to come forward to express their warmth and closeness to Shugg, were now completely enraged, and the lecturer who was responsible for bringing Shug to the Black Forest Fort rushed directly in front of him, trying to correct his "extreme fallacy" statement.

But at this moment, behind Xiuge, in the black sun suspended in mid-air, a short, deep word finally came to him.

It was the voice of Theseus.

This time, however, Shuge clearly felt the unmistakable emotion that flowed from the words of the strange deity.

It seemed to be lava gushing out after a long period of precipitation, and it was like a sudden burst of wind and rain after a long period of low pressure.

The prompt was so brief, but as decisive as a hammer that had been slammed down.

"Do it."