Even in his heart, he could not allow it.
Looking at the two men who had once beaten “Ymir” half to death, Lu Ming suddenly changed his mind.
Originally, he had wanted to simply kill these two.
But now, he had a better method, especially when dealing with enemies.
The two men were furious, yet they couldn’t use their power at all, nor could they call upon a Divine Descent from the God of Procreation.
They had run out of options.
Lu Ming moved his thoughts.
The most fundamental power of the Authority of Pleasure was instantly injected into the bodies of these two burly, scruffy, legendary Supernaturals.
In an instant, their previously angry expressions disappeared.
What replaced them was a blazing, obsessed, and chilling look.
The two stared at each other.
In their eyes, the other had become the most ideal embodiment of their own fetishes.
“Bro, you smell so nice.”
“Oh no, bro, in my eyes, you’re just a little girl.”
With awkward smiles, the two gazed at one another.
The atmosphere heated up rapidly.
But it didn’t last long.
The two soon broke out of their ambiguous state and started to fight directly.
“I told you, in my eyes you’re just a little girl. Now, show me what you’ve got!”
“Heh, let’s see if you have what it takes!”
Lu Ming glanced indifferently at the two men who had started brawling.
Then he left this illusion.
Yes, that’s right.
The forest here was nothing more than an illusion—they were still inside the city.
They had even walked onto a bustling street.
***
Two very famous High Priestesses of the Church of Procreation, just like that, acted out a public scene of turning against each other in front of a crowd of citizens.
“Hiss! What are these two fellows even saying!”
“These two are Bishop Grace and Bishop Lake of the Church of Procreation!”
“What’s going on? Has the God of Procreation fallen and become an evil god?!”
“My ears! Lord, please erase my memories of today!”
At once, this once-in-a-millennium scene attracted a large crowd of curious onlookers.
To have a brawl for such a reason—these are truly gods among men.
For a world still somewhat feudal, it was just far too open.
Very soon,
From ten to a hundred, the news spread rapidly throughout Violet City.
There were even signs it would spread throughout the entire Empire.
***
Meanwhile, Lu Ming had already arrived at the Church of the Dawn.
At this moment, the church had already closed its doors.
Sislia had just announced that the Church of the Dawn would once again welcome believers starting tomorrow.
Now, she had fully regained her usual tranquility, kneeling on one knee before the statue.
Praying continuously.
“Sislia, the crisis of the Church of the Dawn has been resolved, so I will take my leave.”
Lu Ming spoke, interrupting her prayers.
Sislia rose and turned around, her expression gentle and serene.
“Your Grace Lu Yu, do you need Sislia to see you off?”
“Your Grace”—this was indeed the proper address for a demigod-level being.
At this moment, with the appearance of Yu, Lu Ming shook his head to decline.
He nodded to her, then turned to leave.
In truth, he very much wanted to say to Sislia: if possible,
Please allow him to visit the Treasury of the Church of the Dawn.
“Your Grace, please help me convey to the wise and mighty Your Highness: the reward She desires, I will certainly deliver.”
Sislia spoke with utmost seriousness, facing Lu Ming with great goodwill and respect.
Speaking only of reverence, In her heart, Lu Ming was already second only to the Dawn Goddess.
“Very well.”
Lu Ming left the Church of the Dawn.
***
In passing, he killed the two High Priestesses of the Church of Procreation who were causing a traffic jam, from a distance.
He would not let them further pollute the eyes of the citizens.
Even he would have felt guilty letting them continue like that.
After killing the two, Lu Ming could clearly feel his control over his body increasing.
He even heard a “thank you” in his Divine Sense.
The voice sounded like his own, only much softer.
“Rest assured, not a single one present that day will be let off.
“And as for that old pervert, the God of Procreation, I will pay a visit to His divine kingdom.”
Lu Ming stated calmly.
Then,
After carefully clearing the traces of his remaining divine power, he used teleportation magic to return to the Town.
***
Upon returning to the Town, he noticeably relaxed.
There was a sense of indescribable peace.
As soon as he returned to the Shrine,
Lu Ming saw Ilena and Naya leading a group of women,
All holding tools, repairing the dilapidated Shrine.
Each wore a look of utmost seriousness.
Even Celia was among them, her head held high.
While passing materials to Ilena, she also helped wipe away her sweat.
Her little face was tense and stern, so much that it almost made one want to laugh.
After watching secretly for a while, Lu Ming returned to the statue.
“It’s still most comfortable here.”
Lu Ming lay down at will on the flower and grass bed,
Leisurely crossing his legs.
Inside, he reflected on the experiences of the past few days.
“I must say, I gained a lot from this Tea Party.
“First, I learned the concrete requirements for becoming a god.
“No more aimless guessing.
“And then,
“There is Sislia, as well as the Church of the Dawn.
“This time, I directly aided the Dawn Goddess,
“Saving the Church of the Dawn from being suppressed by the four major churches, and also saving Sislia.
“Otherwise, with her character, even converting to another god would be impossible—just a dead end.”
Now, Lu Ming could be said to be a benefactor of the Dawn Goddess!
Basically bound to the same team as Her.
Although the process was a little risky, the benefits far outweighed the dangers.
In the future, he could even rely on the Dawn Goddess to pave the way for his ascension.
And then there’s Garcia… Well, to be precise, the Neil Earl behind that girl.
The news that the Dawn Goddess had not fallen was spread by his men.
With impressive efficiency—it took only two days to reach the Violet Empire.
A capable talent.
And this system of equivalent exchange was excellent.
Whatever you want, just pay the price.
In the future, more people needed to be recruited.
Speaking of becoming a god, Lu Ming now pondered with which Authority he should ascend.
He revealed his Authorities.
“Authority of Fertility, Authority of Lies, Authority of Proliferation, Authority of Pleasure, Authority of Life, Authority of Plants, Authority of Fate.
“Hmm?”
Seeing a new Authority—Authority of Fate—Lu Ming’s expression turned a bit serious.
Could it be because he had changed the fate of the Church of the Dawn?
Preserved the Dawn Goddess’s faith from disappearing?
If so, then gaining this Authority was not unexpected.
But this is Fate—one of the highest Authorities.
In three entire eras, no God of Fate has been born.
To master this Authority would be incredibly, incredibly difficult.
He decided to put aside thoughts of becoming the God of Fate for now.
At present, the most ideal choices would be Authority of Fertility or Authority of Lies.
Lu Ming automatically disregarded Authority of Pleasure.
That one was impossible.
Or perhaps, he would wait and see if he could master other Authorities in the future.
However, Lu Ming had the greatest confidence in the Authority of Lies.