Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 675: Chapter 374: The Eternal Path_1

The God of Arbitration dared not move, and Ange was stuck. Thus, they both remained in a standoff.

Streams of believers came non-stop offering their devoted donations, every day was like a sacred ceremony, consistently harvesting an abundance of faith.

Devoted believers are one thing, but even more was the devotion of the worshippers. They strengthened their beliefs and fervently embraced their faith.

The disappearance of the gods and the destruction of heaven inflicted the most damage to these worshippers. They had devoutly followed the Gods of Light from an early age, grew up to assume religious positions, but they faintly felt that the gods did not exist?

They aren’t fools, those who became worshippers aren’t intellectually defective. They naturally gleaned the abnormalities from all the hints.

Some people sought power and interest, chose to muddle along, burying their inner yearning for light, but some waited painfully or fell into despair.

No matter which kind, at the sight of the advent of heaven at this moment, their inner faith flared up like fire — becoming fanatical believers.

The successive emergence of fanatical believers made the God of Arbitration, the gods of Light and Darkness, Guliani, as well as Anthony and Negris on Ange’s side to feel amazed, joyous, and tangled.

The surprise and joy of course came from the emergence of fanatical believers. They influenced the rise and fall of many things. A fanatic could do many things.

Consider Ange’s fanatic, Lisa counts as half, and she can already support Goddess of Beauty City and the Light Sea Plane. Now look at Oke and the silver coin.

What confused them was, they didn’t know who could utilize this power. Anthony certainly had confidence. After all, he had control over two large parishes. Many of the fanatics were his.

But with the God of Arbitration standing there in all his golden glory, it’s hard to say who could outstrip the other.

After two gruesome weeks, the Staff of Heaven held by Ange started to shine once again.

“It seems that we can move once again,” Ange, holding out the Staff of Heaven, said.

“Really? Finally! Let’s go back to the Resting Abyss and summon it back immediately.” Everyone flocked around, Negris said hurriedly.

Anthony nodded and said, “We did incite a lot of fanatics by staying here and gathered quite a lot of faith, but most of the Faith Elemental Force is directed towards the Master God. There are two gods on the other side, they can gather more power than us.”

Ange, without the godhood of the gods of light, could not share these powers, but he had secured many already, so it was hard to say whether or not they’d suffered any loss.

Staying here could mean more faith, but Anthony was still hoping to leave promptly. The reason being, “There are too many uncertainties. We should go with the well-trodden path. Given time, I could gradually strangle the curia, seizing all sources of faith. There’s no absolute need to fight them for it.”

Rather than compete for uncertain faith, they would rather use standard tactics. After all, Anthony controlled two big parishes at the moment, boasting an advantage in both population and economy.

“However, we can’t just summon it back. Have you forgotten how the Heaven’s Fortification got stuck there in the first place? If it doesn’t get trapped, and it falls on the Resting Abyss, both places would be toast,” Anthony said.

“Right, we can’t just summon it back. The Resting Wind was what initially got it lodged there. If it doesn’t get lodged this time, if it falls, it’d be game over. How do we move it? Can we have it move backward directly? As long as it doesn’t get lodged in the fortification wall here, we can teleport away,” said Negris.

Ange nodded.

“Alright, let’s get started then,” said Negris.

“Wait, we can’t just leave like this, we should leave a little gift for the God of Arbitration. Sir, you can penetrate the Heaven’s Fortification now, you just need to do this and that, and then that and this, can you do that?” Anthony asked.

Ange nodded while the others grinned with a look of delightful schadenfreude on their faces, “Your method is quite malicious, the God of Arbitration will be furious.”

Anthony, with a solemn expression, said in a righteous manner, “In the war for faith, we must do our best. After all, what we’re saving are the lost lambs.”

“Precisely, Lord knows best.” Everyone clapped enthusiastically and dispersed. Only the foolish Misha genuinely believed in him, and said excitedly, “My Lord, you must save them. I’ve heard all about your deeds. You can certainly do it.”

Anthony, now interested, eagerly asked, “What deeds of mine have you heard about?”

“My lord, you squandered all your wealth, went bankrupt, found debts everywhere, created many… schemes to help people in disaster. My father said, out of everyone in the world, only you are truly saving people without any ulterior motives. Others, even those who seemingly expect no returns on the surface, they actually do it for fame and honor.”

“Only you are absolutely selfless, so my father ordered the guild’s departments to facilitate and cooperate wherever possible when it came to your matters,” Misha said.

“And who is your father?” Anthony curiously asked.

“Magic Guild President, Joseph VI,” Misha said.

Anthony suddenly realized, “I see, no wonder the magic guild was so cooperative and their loan disbursement was so quick. As long as there’s collateral, they can disburse the loan within the day. It so happens that the guild president personally ordered it. Please extend my thanks to President Joseph.”

While they chatted, Ange was also prepared. He released the Holy Light that enveloped his body. At a distance, he looked like a giant transformed by the Holy Light, majestic, solemn and sacred, just like the golden giant of the God of Arbitration.

Meanwhile, the Ring of Balance appeared behind him.