After the full level, my soft rice system is long overdue

The solid sword light cut off the monstrous gray-white mist in an instant.

The extended power of the sword glow continued, piercing through the ceiling protected by the magic circle above the Hailan mansion, revealing the gorgeous night sky of the Milky Way above.

"It seems that you are going to take this step too."

Charles was happy for Isabella.

Otherwise, once the first attempt fails, even if he can save her, it will undoubtedly be more difficult to break through.

And Prince Andrew's complexion became serious.

It never occurred to him that even though he was blessed by the Lord, he still couldn't take down the opponent.

Isabella, she is really going to break through the legend in battle!

Fortunately, he still has a backup——

Although the projection is not his own power, in the eyes of outsiders, even defeating Isabella seems quite invincible.

However, this kind of thing can be discussed later, anyway, the nobles are just stupid, even if they see something, they will just shut up obediently in front of bigger fists.

At this time, Prince Andrew couldn't help thinking too much, if Isabella really made a breakthrough and stabilized her legendary status, then everything was up to him.

Prince Andrew took out a wine glass and slammed it down.

At the same time, within the Hailan Mansion.

Lurking in a room, the leader of the cult, who had been waiting for a long time, also began to pray after hearing the agreed signal.

The bronze god statue exuded dazzling light, and the power of faith surged out.

Bits of light slowly gathered in the open space of the mansion, turning into an illusory and blurred human-shaped projection.

Even if it is not fully formed, this projection has already exuded a terrifying coercion, making everyone present frowned.

legend--

This projection is truly legendary strength.

"I finally... waited for this day."

The leader of the cultist felt the huge aura projected behind him, with tears in his eyes.

how many years...

How many years have it been!

Over the years, their Iron Moon Cult has been hiding like a rat in the sewer, surviving under the pressure of the Holy See of Dawn.

I don't know how many high-level religious orders were captured by the Holy See of Chenxi for various reasons, and then betrayed their faith.

Even if they want to recruit some new members, they can only do it secretly, for fear of attracting someone's attention.

And starting today, everything will be different!

Suppress the audience with the projection of the Lord, and wipe out all the opposition present, leaving only the nobles who support the church and Prince Andrew.

After Prince Andrew ascends the throne, we can support our church as the state religion.

At that time, regardless of the number of believers or the sphere of influence, the Iron Moon Religion will be able to compete with the Holy See of Dawn.

Then, we can step onto the historical stage of the Western Continent with dignity and become the fourth largest force in the Western Continent!

Farewell, prison!

And with the fluctuation of the power of faith, that huge projection also completely condensed into substance.

The leader of the believers looked up, and only saw in the Hailan mansion, whether it was the direct descendants of the prince's faction, or the nobles who were watching...

Even Prince Andrew himself opened his mouth in disbelief when he saw that projection.

Heh, you are indeed a group of nobles who only know how to run around and smell like copper.

Even if he only saw the Lord's projection, he was already speechless in astonishment.

But in this way, it is also convenient to absorb them to become the servants of the Lord, and it is more convenient to take over the Aram Empire.

The leader of the church thought so, and turned his head away.

Then, he also opened his mouth wide in astonishment.

The appearance of that projection looks quite young.

Black hair, black eyes, wearing a wizard robe——

After seeing himself turn his head, the projection even smiled and greeted himself.

Everyone present recognized the projection.

The youngest legend in the Western Continent, the Deputy Tower Master of the Black Tower——

Charles Egut.

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Chapter 38 The Sword of Damocles

In the Hailan mansion, it fell into a deathly silence.

The nobles looked at the phantom of the black-haired wizard, and every brain cell in their brains was running crazily.

legend--

Even if it is only one letter away from the quasi-legendary.

But the difference in this word is the difference between heaven and earth.

I don't know how many powerful people who are famous in the mainland are stuck on this last step, and they can't get past this final bottleneck even when their lifespan is exhausted.

It is precisely because of the scarcity of legends that every legend in the Western Continent is the focus of attention of all forces, and even a small statement is enough to cause turmoil in the entire continent.

And any force, no matter how small it was before, only needs one legend to be born in it, and it is enough to push the force to which it belongs to the super class in the Western Continent.

This is also the reason why the Holy See of Dawn, the Tower of Extreme Blackness, and the Council of Shadows can have such a detached status, because these three parties have always had legends sitting in their positions, and the Holy See of Dawn and the Black Tower often have more than one legend.

Because of this, even though Prince Andrew had the absolute upper hand and promised many benefits after things are done, many nobles still refused to completely fall to Prince Andrew's side.

Because they knew that the third princess, Her Highness Isabella, and the deputy tower master of the Black Tower, Her Majesty Shire, were teammates of the same adventure group many years ago.

Although the legendary adventure group "Morning Star" is no longer active, who knows if the members of the adventure group still have personal relationships with each other.

Legends can only be countered by legends. This is an iron law recognized by the supernatural beings in the Western Continent.

In case the other party is willing to act for Isabella, no matter how great the advantage Prince Andrew has before, if he can't also invite the legend to contend, then everything they plan is just a dream.

However, no one expected that the projection of Shire was summoned even though it was Prince Andrew who invited the help.

So, is Her Majesty Shire on the side of Her Royal Highness, or on the side of Prince Andrew?

hiss--

All of a sudden, the CPUs of many nobles were smoked.

……

On the other side, the leader of the cult was also dumbfounded.

Is it not the projection of the Lord that I summon?

The master's projection...doesn't seem like this?

But then, the cult leader forced himself to calm down.

He has always regarded himself as a think tank in the sect, and his strengths are thinking and analysis, and then he can understand the deep meaning of the oracle of the Lord.

This is also the reason why he can stand out from the crowd of anti-social thugs who only know how to fight and kill, and is favored by the higher-ups of the order and becomes the management of the order.

And soon, after some thinking, the leader of the cult felt that he had caught the Hua point——

The speed at which Shire became a legend was so amazing that quite a few people in the Western Continent were deeply suspicious of it, and put forward many conspiracy theories similar to the reincarnation of the devil.

However, if from the very beginning——

Shire is the Lord's favored person in the world, and his astonishing promotion speed comes from the blessing of the Lord, so all the unreasonable things become reasonable.

As the lord's favored person, Charles is qualified to mobilize the power of the lord's faith for his own use, and even allow himself to descend in the form of a faith projection, which is a matter of course——

"As expected of the Supreme Lord, he has already planned everything in secret."

"Not only starting with the beliefs of the people, but also directly using Shire, the deputy tower master of the black tower, as a guide to turn the entire black tower into his own use."

"At that time, there will be the empire as the soil for the spread of faith, and the black tower wizards as high-level combat power to check and balance the Holy See of Dawn, so why not worry about the great cause!"

The leader of the cult said respectfully to the projection of Charles: "Please, Lord Familiars, perform divine power on behalf of the Lord, and punish those heretics, leaving only those who are willing to submit to the cult."

The confident smile returned to the face of the leader of the cult, which was extraordinarily bright.

However, laughing and laughing, he cried out.

Because, not only did the projection behind him not obey his request.

Even on the contrary, the leader of the cult felt that the power of blessing from the Lord in his body was being quickly sucked away.

Soon, his body felt weak.

After becoming a senior member of the sect and receiving the Lord's blessing, his magic power, which was comparable to that of the seventh level, quickly dissipated, and soon only the weak strength of the fourth level before he joined the sect remained.

"The power of faith seems to be able to make people reach the sky in one step, but after all, it is only an external force, not derived from one's own accumulation, and it is not reliable."

"There is no shortcut to the extraordinary path. If it goes on for a long time, it will not only make you dependent, and it will be difficult for you to save anything, but it will also cause irreversible damage to your spirit and body, and even your lifespan."

Ciel walked out from the crowd, and the bits of bronze fragments in his hands slowly dissipated.

In the past two days, he spent a little time building an arcane model in the spiritual ocean, reverse-analyzed the working principle of the bronze god statue, and then recovered all the power of faith that had been infused into the believers in the form of blessings, and then removed these messy beliefs. The force was destroyed together with the bronze statue in the astral world.

The power of faith, even experts like the Holy See of Chenxi who specialize in it only dare to borrow it in the form of divine magic, and never dare to absorb it into their own body. The harm and side effects can be imagined.

Of course, for the high-level cultists, they naturally don't have to consider the development potential and lifespan of most cannon fodder cultists, and it is naturally the best choice to exchange for a rapid increase in immediate combat power.

However, Charles claimed to be a member of the order camp, so he did the thing of recovering the power of faith.

As for those cultists with anti-social personality, they can only be handed over to the Holy See of Dawn to deal with.

Thinking of this, Charles no longer paid attention to the ashen-faced leader of the cult and Prince Andrew, who had lost his protection and was abnormally weak. Instead, he turned his attention to Isabella not far away.

Swah——

Pale sword light soared into the sky, and the pure and dense magic power turned into a pure silver-white glow, which was particularly eye-catching under the dim sky.

Isabella Fresberg's extraordinary profession is called "Silver Swordsman".

And after being promoted to Legend, she has established herself at the pinnacle of the swordsman profession in the entire Western Continent, and is eligible to be named "Sword Master".

At this moment, the nobles finally reacted.

Since Shire never intervened in Isabella's promotion, there is no doubt that he still stood on the side of Her Royal Highness in the end.

Not to mention that Isabella herself has completely completed the promotion of legend at this time.

This is the first legend born among the royal family since the founding emperor of the Alan Empire.

On one side are the two genuine legends, while on the other side is Prince Andrew, who has become much weaker for some reason and no longer has the previous strength, and a cult organization of unknown origin, which is not very reliable at first sight——

But any noble with a normal mind can see how to choose at this moment.

"Your Highness Isabella, in fact, I have always supported your ascension to the throne..."

"Yes, Your Royal Highness, I have always supported you in my heart, but that old guy Andrew didn't talk about martial arts, kidnapped my wife, and threatened me that if I was disobedient, I would taste the taste of a tauren. He was forced to join his camp under coercion!"

"Yes, our behavior, according to the words in the "War of the Three Kingdoms" sold by the Black Tower Bookstore, means that we are in Cao Ying and our hearts are in Han!"

"Your Highness Isabella, I visited you when you were just full moon! Do you still remember Uncle?"

"I will be loyal to you!"

……

The aristocrats expressed their positions, sought relationships, swore oaths, and pledged allegiance. It was so lively.

However, Isabella never responded to the noisy noise of the surrounding nobles.

She walked towards Shire step by step. Her long silver hair, which was originally braided into a princess braid, was scattered during the battle. At this moment, it was falling over her shoulders like a waterfall, fluttering slightly with the evening wind.