Chapter 2420 The Love of the Evil God's Faith 24

In the cage of an ancient castle in the distant northern region.

Zephyros withdrew his divine consciousness that was projecting power and paced anxiously in the narrow cage.

This route to Raven is blocked...who else can I turn to?

Who else is around Samuel who is stupid enough to be manipulated?

He must go through Samuel to destroy Jinchen again and become a god again.

Here, a face appeared in his mind.

Zephyros flashed a glimmer of light, and through the power in his heart, he once again gathered the remaining divine power and cast the last ray of hope into the depths of the Holy City Church.

Inside Branwen's prayer room.

He knelt on the cold ground, calling out to the statue in vain over and over again, unwilling to be abandoned by the god.

Suddenly, that familiar and weak power of faith reappeared like a dead tree coming back to life in spring.

"Father God?!"

Branwen suddenly raised his head, in disbelief and expectation, "Father God! Is it you? You finally responded to me!"

The mirror once again glowed with a soft golden light, and Zephyros's voice rang out in Branwen's mind, the content of which was exactly the same as what he had said to Raven.

It simply exploits Branwen's jealousy of Samuel more directly.

"...Samuel is just a poor little creature being held captive by the devil and kept in the dark... Go, Branwen, reveal the ugly truth in front of everyone and make Samuel suffer."

Branwen's expression turned into shock as he heard the shocking secret.

I see! I see!

That bitch Samuel is not a person favored by God at all!

And he, Branwen, is the one who knows the truth and is about to deal a fatal blow to Samuel!

Thinking of the painful expression of collapse, despair, and shattered faith that Samuel might show after learning the truth, Branwen was so excited that he trembled all over!

"Father God, I understand! I'll go right away!"

Branwen didn't even bother to tidy up his appearance. He stumbled out of the prayer room and ran straight to Samuel's residence.

Samuel had just returned to the Vatican and was about to take a short rest when the door was pushed open forcefully.

He looked over in surprise, wondering who was so rude.

It was Branwen.

Samuel frowned, "Branwen, what's wrong with you?"

Branwen rushed in, followed by several alarmed and confused temple deacons.

"Samuel!"

Branwen roared to everyone within earshot, both inside and outside the room.

"The Father God you believe in is a false God. He is the embodiment of darkness, the godslayer demon Jinchen. He is not the God of Light you believe in at all! You are a fool who has been deceived and blinded!"

He roared at the top of his lungs, veins popping out on his face, and he was looking forward to seeing Samuel's face turn horrible and everyone in an uproar.

However, no one responded to him.

Samuel still looked at him in confusion, "Branwen? What are you going to say?"

The temple deacons nearby looked at each other, their faces filled with confusion and puzzlement.

Branwen: “???”

He was stunned, then became even angrier and repeated it almost roaring.

But what Samuel and the deacons could hear was still only Branwen's heavy breathing due to excitement.

Branwen looked at Samuel's confused expression and the unpretentious bewilderment on the deacons' faces, and a chill suddenly ran down his spine.

Why?! Why can't I tell?! It's that dark evil god, he must be the one behind this!

"Ah!" Branwen was so angry that he was shaking all over, screaming silently, and kicked over the stool next to him with a fierce kick!

Samuel frowned slightly as he looked at Branwen who looked like a madman.

He remembered that the Father God had mentioned casually that the false god who had once deceived Branwen had been locked up and could no longer cause trouble.

It seems... Branwen was very upset and started talking nonsense.

God the Father is indeed omnipotent!

Thinking of this, Samuel was too lazy to watch Branwen's farce anymore. He glanced at the bewildered deacons and said, "Priest Branwen seems to need rest. Please take him down and find a doctor to see him."

After saying this, he ignored Branwen, who was about to explode with anger, walked around him and left the room.

-

A few days later.

An invitation letter from the elves was sent to the Holy See via magic communication.

The letter mentioned that the elves invited Samuel, the most favored priest by the Father God, hoping that he could help them complete the task of returning the Father God's treasure.

During his prayer, Samuel heard the will of God the Father and immediately reported it to Bishop Cyril, saying that God the Father had sent down an oracle ordering him to lead a team of elite Templar Knights and set off immediately to the territory of the elves.

No one would question the oracle conveyed by the God's favored one.

Bishop Cyril immediately agreed and dispatched the most powerful team of Knights Templar to accompany him.

The road goes deep into the vast forest, with towering ancient trees and hanging vines.

The knights looked solemn as they escorted the carriage forward.

What made them feel extremely honored and even terrified was that the supreme Father God, just as Priest Samuel had said, would send down warm and sacred golden beams of light from time to time, covering the team.

Sometimes it is to dispel the overly thick miasma, and sometimes it is to eliminate the restless monsters. Every time it comes, it is accompanied by the majestic power of light, allowing the knights to feel the supreme glory and protection.

Inside the carriage, Jinchen leaned lazily against Samuel, playing with a strand of his golden hair with his fingertips.

What miracle happened? The truth is that he was supporting his wife.

At this rate, Samuel will be able to successfully inherit the bishop position when he returns.

Finally, the caravan arrived at the territory of the elves. The elven mother tree, emitting a soft glow, was like a canopy supporting the sky.

Upon learning that the one favored by God had come in person and brought the foreshadowing of the imminent arrival of the Father God, the Elf King led many high-level elves to respectfully welcome him beside the Mother Tree.

Norman stood beside the Elf King, looking at him with curiosity and anticipation.

Then he saw Samuel slowly getting down from the carriage.

Norman: “!!!”

Holy white robes, pure golden hair, flawless white pupils, a divine aura of light...

This is indeed the priest favored by God the Father as described by the Holy See.

But this face... he would never mistake it.

How come the Father God’s most beloved believer looks exactly like that devilish handsome boy?

A golden beam of light pierced through the dense treetops above Emerald Forest and descended into the center of the square.

All the elves, including the Elf King, trembled with excitement and knelt down devoutly.

"Welcome Father God! Thank you for your grace!"

[Wow, what a grand occasion!] Ling Gungun immediately stood on Jinchen's shoulder, taller than Jinchen!

Samuel respectfully took a half step back and stood slightly beside Jinchen, his posture gentle and pious.

Jinchen's eyes swept across the kneeling elves, finally falling on the Elf King and Norman.

Norman raised his head subconsciously, and his eyes met Samuel's glance.

Norman: "..."

This look that scares the elves to death is definitely the same person