A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 64 Anchor, Erii doesn't like it.
After giving her answer, Makoto Aso looked at the door with some concern. She had deliberately avoided going to the Sumitomo Building today and instead stayed home to prepare for the party.

I was a little worried that Grandma would suddenly come in and hear such a shocking secret: how can a person become a god?

Soon, Xu Lie gave her a more complete answer: "The church has discovered through research that, strictly speaking, the divine has far surpassed humankind."

"It will possess a divinity that is too detached from humanity, so a certain number of believers are needed as anchors to maintain humanity."

"This is my selfish motivation for establishing the Tokyo Diocese and spreading the name of error."

Unlike Chu Zihang, Chen Motong, and other mixed-race individuals from Kassel, Asou Makoto is the only one who joined the Old Church as an ordinary person.

Given her personality, values, and growing sense of belonging to the old church, Xu Lie felt he could reveal some secrets to her.

After all, the Tokyo parish needs Makoto Aso's management, and there are many things that cannot be kept from her.

Aso Makoto unconsciously tightened his grip on his phone with his right hand. Just as expected!

During the previous gathering, she thought that if someone like her, who had been invited by Xu Lie to join the church, could participate in the meeting, then Xu Lie must also be there.

After looking around, I realized that Mr. Red Priest and Mr. White Tower didn't seem to resemble Xu Lie at all.

Mr. Mistake is the only one who most resembles Xu Lie.

At this moment, Asou Makoto was completely unable to think about anchors, divinity, humanity, or anything like that: "So, in other words, Mr. Xu, you've already... already!"

"Of course not." Xu Lie didn't mention the Source Castle's abilities and told a lie: "The erroneous phantoms you saw every time you led your fellow believers in prayer were just a little trick of mine."

"One should eat one bite at a time, let alone become a god. Setting up the Tokyo parish and attracting believers is just preparing in advance."

After receiving Xu Lie's confirmation, Aso Makoto's mind raced: the error was Xu Lie, and Xu Lie was the error.

The error wasn't just about the deity worshipped in the Tokyo Diocese, but also Xu Jun's code name in the old church!

Thinking of each member's different code names, Aso Makoto's heart couldn't help but pound violently.

If that's the case, wouldn't she be...?
Is there a chance to become the Moon Goddess?
Are you kidding me?

How could an ordinary girl like her have the chance to become a god?
"You don't need to think so much right now. Just help me manage the parish. Being too ambitious will affect your daily life."

"I will explain many things to you slowly once your sequence is high enough."

With Xu Lie's persuasion, Asou Makoto finally broke free from his brainstorming session and repeatedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have thought so much."

"Suddenly, I learned too much, and my mind started racing. I need to sort out my thoughts and calm down."

Xu Lie offered a few more words of reassurance, and the overly confused Asou Shin hung up the call. Erii had just changed into some clothes that would make her more comfortable.

The two players transitioned quite well.

Unlike the shrine maiden outfits we're used to seeing, Erii unusually changed into a white JK uniform, with a pure black pleated skirt that barely reached her knees.

Further down, there are mid-calf black stockings covering her smooth calves, and her signature round-toed deerskin shoes.

In the blink of an eye, she transformed from a sacred shrine maiden into a frail high school girl.

Erii happily twirled around in front of Xu Lie, her pleated skirt billowing and expanding into a perfect circle as she danced.

It must be well-made, because even after being turned like this, the pleats on the skirt are still firmly folded.

"It looks great." Xu Lie suddenly became curious about Erii's wardrobe. Could it be that it's all cosplay outfits from anime and she doesn't have a single casual piece of clothing?

Erii opened her mouth, but then closed it again without saying anything, though her arched eyebrows clearly showed her joy.

"Follow me." Xu Lie said this, but as soon as he turned around, his body gradually faded, becoming transparent, leaving only a wisp of gray-black ink. Word of Power: Netherworld Illumination, the caster distorts the light within a certain area around them, thus achieving invisibility.

It will only leave behind a wisp of dark smoke and ink, which is easily detected if the environment is too bright.

These past few days, Xu Lie hasn't just been stealing the thoughts and ideas of the mixed-bloods of the Snake Clan Eight Families; he also steals interesting Words of Power to keep for future use.

Anyway, the Dream Thief can now retain the stolen abilities for a week.

Now we're using the Mingzhao (冥照) system.

Erii wasn't worried about being monitored along the way, but if Xu Lie was filmed, it would cause a little trouble.

The AI ​​Kaguya-hime will use the photos to take over various surveillance cameras to search for his traces, and Xu Lie doesn't want to hide every day.

It's best to stay out of the public eye if possible.

Erii was not deceived by the light of the underworld at all. She simply made a "wow" sound in amazement, as if to say silently, "Xu Lie is amazing."

However, whether relying on her sense of smell or her sixth sense, she was able to stay steadily by Xu Lie's side, shielding him from the trace of ink.

The two rode the elevator down. When the display screen inside the elevator changed from -1 to -2 and the doors had not yet opened, Xu Lie said softly, "Eri, open the doors down."

Erii understood immediately. Using her spiritual energy, she slowly opened a blurry, dark blue door at the bottom of the elevator car.

Below was not a solid rock foundation, but an empty, dimly lit corridor.

This was the third basement level, which had never appeared in the design plans for the Genji Heavy Industries Building. Xu Lie jumped down first, passed through the door, and arrived at the corridor.

The corridor here is different from Erii's floor; there's only a small light embedded in the ceiling every few meters, making the surroundings seem exceptionally dark.

It was quiet and still, as if no one was alive at all. You could only vaguely see several metal doors to nearby rooms.

Erii quickly followed, and as soon as she landed, she lowered her brows and anxiously tugged at Xu Lie's sleeve.

Xu Lie really wanted to ask how Erii managed to grab his sleeve so precisely while he was casting his Dark Illumination spell.

But she didn't have time for that. Erii simultaneously pulled out paper and pen and quickly wrote: 'This place is filled with... a strong Deadpool vibe. I don't like it.'

A Sequence 5 and a Royal-level hybrid can read and write even in the darkest environment, as long as there is a little light.

It's easy to understand why Erii hates Deadpool. The Snake Clan had conducted countless practical tests to test the bloodline of Erii, a royal-level hybrid.

Ordinary Deadpools, corrupted hybrids, large corpse guards, and all sorts of disgusting creatures were captured and taken to the experimental site in turn, where Erii would then kill them.

Every time Erii uses her Word of Judgment, the Snake-Headed Eight Families are filled with both fear and fervor.

They were both terrified of the destructive power of this monster's royal blood and fanatical about possessing the ultimate weapon capable of slaying gods.

No one considered Erii's feelings.

When testing these things, whether it was the stench of Deadpool and Corpse Guardian, or the blood splattered everywhere by the Fallen Hybrids, Erii only felt disgusted.

How could I possibly like it?
“Then cut off their spines. That way, the dragon blood won’t flow everywhere and annoy you. It will also make it easier for me to hand over the more intact Deadpool corpses to Mr. White Tower.”

Erii raised her eyebrows slightly, exuding a beauty like an innocent girl suddenly applying rouge. So that's how it is.
If you cut off the spine, you won't make a mess of these things.

No one had ever cared for her or taught her like this before.

Erii didn't seem to be trapped in a Deadpool breeding farm; she was more like a girl on a picnic. With a slight upturn of her lips, she silently waved her hand and activated the Word of Power: Judgment, a symbol of endless death.

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