Text Game: It All Began when a Cat-eared Girl Took Me In-Chapter 795 - 402: Want to Make Your Mother-in-law a Real Widow? You are Truly Impervious to Reason! (4k)_1

Chapter 795: Chapter 402: Want to Make Your Mother-in-law a Real Widow? You are Truly Impervious to Reason! (4k)_1

Aieran had not lost his sanity due to raging anger.

But where were they?

No anomalies appeared above the protective glow of the Nolan Divine Tree or outside the city of Nolan, and he detected no signs of anyone approaching.

But the Archbishop had not doubted his priests either. After all, they were his most trusted subordinates, who would not deceive him so easily. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

He was just puzzled. Why could the priests perceive it, yet he had not noticed?

He had always had the full perception of the Nolan Divine Tree activated.

"Do I not have as strong a faith in the light as he does?" the Archbishop couldn’t help but think.

"Lord Aieran, they’re using some high-tier skill to shield all their auras,"

the priest said quietly, lifting his hand and pointing in a direction, "They are there, about three thousand meters away from the edge of the city wall, on the sea. Shall we take the initiative to attack?"

"Take the initiative to attack? No."

The Archbishop shook his head, "That would only make us passive. After several conflicts with other cities and last night’s events, Nolan’s Power of Divine Tree reserves are insufficient. I can’t take them down from such a distant battlefield."

Thankfully, after repeated confrontations with the other major cities, a fragile balance seemed to have formed. Otherwise, a few more times would have left the Nolan Divine Tree in ruin.

Aieran had also considered whether to seek out the City Owner of that 800-meter-class city, the other major city besides Nolan, as an ally.

However, due to the uncertainty of not knowing their background, as well as the uncertainties inherent to being in the Otherworld, he dared not leave the city casually, nor could he trust others.

After all, they were all City Owners from different nations’ Guard Cities or major cities, each with their own pride.

Why should I be the one to seek you out first, instead of you coming to me?

Indeed, the Archbishop was waiting for the Far Wind City Lord to take the initiative to approach him.

He could see with his naked eye that the condition of the Far Wind Divine Tree was more withered than his own Nolan, and it probably wouldn’t last much longer.

But what he didn’t know was that the city had already quietly changed hands.

The priest’s eyes flickered slightly and said, "Lord, shall we then set a trap to lure them in?"

Last night’s attack had come too suddenly; they were completely unprepared, which was why it had been so embarrassing.

"Of course, they like to destroy the Blessing Glory, don’t they? I want to see if they dare to do so again,"

the Archbishop said, his aged face contorting into a sinister smile.

He still remembered the strength of the sovereign Red Dragon, and that individual called ’The Black Death God’ by the people of this world, who wielded an eerie sword that sliced through Nolan’s Blessing Glory as if it were tofu.

Away from his home turf, he wasn’t even confident in facing a single sovereign Red Dragon head-on.

But what of it?

He was an Archbishop of the Noah Church, after all.

In the last Belgri Town incident, Archbishop Xius, after summoning the Projection of the Eternal World Tree Noah, would not have lost to them had it not been for the dishonorable interference of The Black Dragon Emperor, according to the Pope.

Otherwise, Xius could not have possibly lost.

That was the strength of a Sixth-order, the embodiment of the Power of Noah Divine Tree they believed in. Even a Peak King Origin Beast would fall in a direct confrontation.

In other nations, most City Owners could not wield Divine Skills related to the Eternal World Tree, but in Shining Country it’s different; here, the Church is the state, many city rulers are People of the Noah Church, so the related Divine Skills could be used as extensively as possible.

Aieran respectfully took out a slender twig with a leaf from his bosom.

The priest’s gaze turned strange as he looked at the item held by the Archbishop.

That was the god-given item that Archbishop Aieran had always cherished as if it were his life.

Even with such trust, he had never shown it in his presence.

Heh heh.

The corner of the priest’s mouth curled up in a mocking smile.

After all, it was just an item evolved from the Law of Light within a small world created by a lesser god.

Now, all the conditions required to host the true ’Light’ were in place.

The priest reached out a hand towards the Archbishop’s back.

"Great Noah... uh..."

Aieran’s voice changed, his eyes becoming vacant as he shouted loudly, "Great ’Lord of Light’, your vessel is nearly complete. We call for your coming, please descend with the true Light!"

"Please, great eternal ’Lord of Light’, come forth!"

Behind the Archbishop, several bishops watched nervously as he cried out to something in front of him, feeling that something was not quite right.

Lord of Light?

Was it their revered Light of Noah?

But wasn’t there any title of ’Lord of Light’ for Noah?

Or was this a new title recently bestowed by the Pope himself?

For the past three years, the Archbishop had always behaved like this, as if cursed, spouting incomprehensible gibberish to thin air. Some had secretly reported the Archbishop’s madness, only to be scolded by the Pope.

Suddenly, a chilling sensation rose behind all the bishops.

They seemed to see a figure materializing next to the Archbishop.

In the hands of the figure was a ball of dazzling light, in which cold and warm light intermingled.

A moment later, the figure vanished.

The bishops looked at each other, baffled.

An illusion?

While the bishops exchanged confused glances, only Archbishop Aieran, with eager anticipation, stared intently at a certain direction.