Yi Cheng... No, it should be said that even the Red Mentor himself probably never thought that the function of this black-clad man network, which was originally used to give black-clad people "doing cheaply" function would be so powerful.

In fact, when Yi Cheng just started to sigh at this point, the feedback from the man in black also gave him a reasonable answer.

"Is it because... while connecting with the Black Man's Internet, through the upload and backup of my own will, all Black Man's Internet has its own will, and then affects the entire Black Man's Internet architecture?"

Wait... If you think about it this way, according to the previous statement of Teacher Hong, the first step to becoming a "god" is to "gather the common will", that is to say... Yi Cheng now seems to have achieved this goal under inexplicable circumstances through the changes in this man in black's network?

"No wonder my protagonist halo actually affected the plan of the Red Mentor... But, should it be said that this result was achieved under the influence of the protagonist halo, or that the protagonist halo has the power to influence the Red Mentor because of this result?"

Whether there is a chicken or an egg first is not important. What is important is that even if life forces you to eat eggs.

When I realized that I had already had the power to compete with the Red Teacher without knowing it, Yi Cheng could finally show a confident smile again, face the woman who was about to complete the upgrade ceremony in front of me, and become the "God" who dominates everything and is omniscient and omnipotent.

"What, can you say... until then, did you realize your current situation?"

Perhaps he was surprised by Yi Cheng's expression, or just disappointed with Yi Cheng's attitude of letting himself go without making any efforts. As the halo around his body began to converge, the voice of the Red Teacher began to become erratic.

"Authentic, it is indeed a pity for me to not get the most critical power as planned and become the protagonist God, but... after I become a god, things may become much easier."

"Well, it's actually nothing wrong with saying that. After all, if you follow your ability... after becoming a god, it should be a matter of minutes to deprive the protagonist of the protagonist from me."

In response to this, Yi Cheng shook his head absent-mindedly - he was carefully reading the two "results" provided by the search engine just now, and wanted to choose the one that suits him more.

However, compared with Yi Cheng, the other saviors seemed much more anxious.

"At present, I can only try it out!"

As the home player of St. Paul's Cathedral and one of the saviors who is closest to the threshold of "God" among the many quasi-gods present, Archbishop Sally has closed his eyes and began to try to gather the power of the believers.

After the conversation just now, they had learned that the "method of becoming a god" they held was likely to be the wrong message left after the memory was modified. However, after Pope Bethulhun XIXiong used the great prophecy several times to confirm that "only other people's methods are correct", the saviors present also confirmed their own situation and the distance between them and the "God-level saviors".

Among them, because he has been committed to collecting believers and using the magical craft for a long time, Archbishop Sally is the only savior who has the ability to take the first step to "gather the common will". Now, even though the heroes in this tomb who were originally used to assist her in using the magical craft and coordinate the resonance of will are used by the Red Master as a consumable of the same function, Archbishop Sally still resolutely and with his own strength, he began to call for the resonance of the will of the believers.

"It's really... it's still too forced without a hero. Since that's the case... I'll help you a little bit!"

Pope Bethulou nineteenth showed a serious and cute expression, straightened the heavy scepter in his hand, and began to pray softly.

Under everyone's gaze, the small and delicate body began to grow at a speed that could be detected by the naked eye. The robe that was originally dragged to the ground quickly turned into a short skirt that could not even cover her butt. Her plump breasts almost broke the front cloak, and her hair, which was tied up by the crown of thorns, also extended rapidly, floating under her straight waist.

It should be said that until now, the Pope's crown, who had been at the highest position in the Holy See since the Battle of the century, finally fully demonstrated his strength for the first time. The strength of this power is even enough to make the Red Mentor who is about to complete the upgrade ceremony slightly moved.

"Oh, I didn't expect that our Pope's crown was only one last step away from completing the upgrade ceremony."

"That's true...but when I think of the fact that if I become a god, I still feel it's very troublesome."

Even though she became an older lady with a hot figure and peerless appearance, the Pope's voice was still so crisp and moving. Moreover, judging from the tone of her speaking... she was different from a woman like Tutor Hong who had different appearances.

"It should be said to be a complete salted fish..."

"What's wrong with making salted fish? Anyway, they are already the pope!"

“…”

So the saviors present felt that "what she said makes sense, I was speechless."

Of course, the salted fish will be the salted fish. Since the 19th generation of Bodolu would choose to take action with all his might at this time, she is naturally sure.

Under her pious chanting, a beam of light that seemed to have traveled through time and space suddenly fell at the top of the tomb. And slowly descended from above the beam of light, there were angels with six light wings on their backs, curled up like newborn babies.

"Since there are no heroic spirits, then use the Holy Spirit of the angels instead!"

The Pope's crown prince who summoned the arrival of the angel with all his might and breathed a sigh of relief, his body shook slightly and fell to the ground. The sleeping twelve-winged light angel had already descended to Archbishop Sally who was performing the magical submission technique before she fell down.

"It's really worthy of being the Holy See... there is such a trump card that has not been used."

Tutor Hong sighed with emotion, watching Archbishop Sally stretch out his palm and connect with the angel's fingers, the six pairs of light wings instantly bloom behind her, but her eyes were as swaying as an ancient well.

"But... I won't talk about whether you can succeed in the end... Even if you succeed, I'm afraid... your enemy will not be me."

“…I’m right.”
Chapter completed!