What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?.

After listening to it, Eros nodded to indicate that he had taken note of it.

Just at this moment, a melodious bell sounded suddenly in the hall, and then the scene in the hall began to change.

Chairs made of unknown materials began to emerge from the ground, distributed in a circle with the hall as the center.

After a while, this spacious hall, which was originally undecorated, turned into a circular conference hall.

On the raised platform in the center of the circular conference hall, a huge round table with seven high-backed chairs quietly overlooks the hall from a high position.

For a moment, the whole hall became quiet.

Eros looked at the seat that appeared next to him with a look of surprise.

Mario, who had just completed a deal with him, lowered his voice and said:

"Please find a seat and take a seat. The transaction is over and the formal party has begun. I wonder which speaker will arrange this time."

Hearing this, Eros thanked Mario, then found a seat and sat down, waiting for the so-called Speaker to appear.

He didn't have to wait long. After just a few seconds, seven shadows rose one after another from the seven high-backed chairs beside the round table.

Seeing this scene, there was a sudden whisper in the hall.

Mario, who was sitting next to Eros, also had a look of shock on his face:

"This... I didn't expect that seven speakers would appear at the same time. Did something big happen?"

Eros said nothing, his eyes examining the shadows sitting on the seven high-backed chairs.

Judging from what Mario said, and the whispers around him, it seems that it is rare for these seven people to appear at the same time?

Wouldn't it be possible that something big happened the first time I came in?

Just as Eros was secretly complaining in his heart, one of the seven figures sitting on the platform spoke.

"No whispering allowed here!"

The voice is majestic and loud.

As it spoke these words, it seemed as if an invisible force filled the entire hall.

In just a moment, the hall became silent.

The person who was whispering just now closed his mouth uncontrollably, not allowing himself to make a single sound.

Seeing that the hall had become quiet, the figure who had just spoken looked across from him and said with a puzzled tone:

“Why is the plan advanced?”

The illusory figure sitting opposite the round table, feeling the gaze directed at him, chuckled and said:

"It is true that some preparations are needed, but my temporary ally seemed impatient and deliberately caused a few disasters to urge me to start planning ahead of time."

At this time, the woman with brown curly hair among the seven shadows tilted her head to look at the young man in the scarlet robe in front of her and asked:

“Are you sure you can start planning ahead?”

The young man in the scarlet robe said in a leisurely tone:

"My original plan was to delay it for a while until the church noticed it, and then let this plan fail."

"But now the deliberate urging of my temporary ally has given me some new inspiration."

"Because the plan was executed in advance and preparations were insufficient, it ultimately led to the plan's failure. This is reasonable, isn't it?"

"Plus, my temporary ally seems to be prepared to use my plan to complete some of their arrangements."

"With their disruption, my failure is more justified."

"They thought I didn't notice it, but they didn't know that I indulged myself on purpose."

"It's a pity that I don't know if the church has noticed it. If the church notices it and sends people to participate, then this grand drama performance will become more reasonable."

"Although the current situation is not the most ideal scenario I imagined, with the addition of the previous two factors, it is actually reasonable enough."

"In addition, I also noticed that there seems to be a third force hiding in the dark and quietly watching all this. I wonder if they will get involved when the time comes."

"If they are involved, it doesn't matter even if the church doesn't notice it."

"At the end of the drama, under the watchful eyes of the crowd and the gaze of the gods, I will die legitimately because my plan failed."

"It doesn't raise any suspicion because it all makes so much sense."

The young man in the scarlet robe looked even happier after he finished explaining his plan.

It was as if the plan he had put into action had succeeded.

Among the other six shadows, a man in a black robe with a somewhat gloomy temperament also chuckled after listening to the young man's plan, and slowly said:

"It is a great blasphemy that we are deceiving the eyes of the gods with a grand drama under their personal gaze."

The more he spoke, the more excited the man became, as if he wanted to start the plan immediately.

The young man in the scarlet robe chuckled as he looked at the gloomy man in the black robe:

"Next I have to borrow your coffin of the dead."

"By then, I will completely get rid of the god's gaze, remove the mark he left on me, and return as a Sequence 1 earthly god. Your seal can help me quickly recover to a complete state."

The gloomy man answered without thinking: "No problem!"

Immediately, he frowned again and said, "But if you switch directly to a non-adjacent path like this, what if you still can't get rid of the madness in your body after resurrection?"

The young man in a scarlet robe looked around and said:

"That's why I asked you to come here this time."

"I used the power of my original path to leave four resurrections. Even if I change my path, these backup plans will not lose their effectiveness."

"If I am still mad after my resurrection, then kill me. Let me die, and gradually eliminate the madness in my body and restore my humanity."

"Plus, I need an anchor to stabilize humanity."

Seeing that he had arranged all these things, the other six shadows all nodded slightly, indicating that they understood.

The sound of their communication involving the gods only echoed around the round table, and only the seven of them could hear it.

The other members participating in the party could only see the seven speakers talking but could not hear what they were saying specifically.

After sharing his latest plan with the six companions.

The young man in the scarlet robe removed the spiritual wall surrounding the round table and spoke in a cold voice:

"Next, I will issue a task to all members of the organization. Anyone who completes the task will receive an intermediate talisman made by me."

As soon as these words were spoken, almost everyone in the hall showed a look of surprise on their faces.

An intermediate talisman is a talisman of extraordinary level, and can only be made by an extraordinary person.

Even in the Blasphemy Club, there aren't many extraordinary people over the years, and most of them are low-sequence warlocks.

There is actually a task right now that can obtain an intermediate talisman, which can be used as a trump card for those low-sequence warlocks.

But at the same time, they felt a little nervous. With such a generous reward, the task must be very difficult.

Without making them wait any longer, the indifferent voice soon echoed in the hall again.

"After this gathering, chant my name once every hour. Continue for five days and the mission will be considered a success."

"The following is my complete name!"

"The blasphemer who deceives the gods, the disrespectful one who mocks the scarlet, the fate weaver who weaves his own destiny, the eyes hidden in the depths of the shadows, the honorable His Majesty Saiensma Kuang."

Eros, who originally had a somewhat leisurely expression, suddenly had his pupils shrink when he heard the last name.