The shadow world, disobeying the courtyard, under the golden oak tree, there are still tens of minutes left before the agreed time.

Since the sacrifice ceremony of all letters was successful, the Theocracy Council began a series of complex preparations, and all preparations were ready at this moment.

The brilliant crown of golden oak trees covers the huge courtyard. The shimmer light emitted by the oak trees dispels the eternal dimness in the shadow world. Around the oak trees, the large crystal towers neatly arranged between the nurseries are releasing a misty light. The buzzing sound maintains the full power of the anti-divine barrier. In the fortress of disobedience not far away, there is an urgent command center to coordinate the situation. The experienced priests of the Council of Gods and the monks of the precepts monitor the parameters sent back by all the equipment.

Although under Ms. Ye's clean and neat "surgical blow", the "human half-body" of the gods was stripped out very well, and there was basically no need to worry about divine leakage or mental pollution, Gao Wen has always been accustomed to being prepared for any incidents. It is an amazing move to gather so many divine human half-body together. Even he is not sure that things will develop according to his expectations. Then it is always good to let the Theocracy Council prepare all the protective measures.

And outside this courtyard shrouded in various misty lights, a huge open space illuminated by temporary lights is the gathering venue.

Rather than saying that it is a gathering venue, it is better to say that it is a "wasteland" that maintains the original appearance of the shadow world. The dark earth extends infinitely in chaos to the distance, and crisscrossing fissures and trenches are all over the ground. From time to time, you can see black boulders that seem to have lost their gravity rotate and float in the air. At this "bottom of the world", the scene on the wasteland is like an absurd dream after death. One glance will make people feel depressed and treacherous.

Amoen stood at the edge of his garden nursery and looked up at the wasteland as the gathering venue. The light balls and industrial-grade magic crystal lamps illuminated the place, but could not dispel the desolate and strange feeling brought by the broken earth and the black boulders themselves. This scene made him feel: "I have been here for three thousand years, and I have also seen such a monotonous scenery for three thousand years... At that time, I didn't think anything was there at all, and I was even happy because I finally got rid of the continuous 'noise' and tearing sense in my mind. I even enjoyed the tranquility of this dark wasteland, and the test grounds built by the Gondor magicians a thousand years ago were even interesting for me."

He shook his head, green vines were wrapped around the huge antlers, and two small flowers swayed gently on the edge of the antlers...

"It was such a boring day when I recall it now, and I actually enjoyed it for so long."

Gao Wen stood beside Amber with Amber, and on the other side were the three rich sisters who rushed over early to wait for the opening. Hearing Amoen's feelings, Gao Wen looked back at the lush courtyard and the magnificent golden oak trees, as well as the magic net terminal piled up like the happy room of the dead house under the oak trees, immersion cabin converter and nerve connector, and said quietly: "This is called "It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality."

"It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance... it's hard to go from extravagance to frugality," Amoen chewed these words thoughtfully. "If you are full of wisdom, no wonder so many people are keen on studying your usual words and deeds, and even compile them into books."

When Gao Wen heard this, he subconsciously glanced at Amber next to him. He thought that this guy would jump up and push her broken books in the next second, but he didn't expect that the shadow assault goose was just standing there nervously, as if he didn't hear what Amoen was saying at all. This surprised him: "What are you thinking about since you were dazed here just now? Are you worried about Violet?"

Amber then woke up in shock. Her long elf ears trembled quickly twice with her naked eyes, and she looked nervous: "Do you think I will be beaten later?"

"Ah?" Gao Wen didn't react at once, "Why would he be beaten? Who would be beaten you?"

"Gods!" Amber's face was almost wrinkled, "Did you forget that they were actually fooled by a note of me? If they came over and found that there was no Ms. Ye at all, and only a copycat imitation half-elf slapping them, then you wouldn't be angry. You know my strength, and then it would be gone on the spot..."

Gao Wen was immediately happy when he heard this: "You know you are nervous now. Yesterday, you were so angry when you wrote the notes. Why didn't you think of this at that time?"

"At that time, I didn't expect you to come here to show my face in person today!" Amber was almost crying, "I thought it was just a matter of doing something, and then I was waiting to watch the fun..."

"How can such a good thing be? Being forced to stay at the scene after the matter is the final destination of every fun person?" Gao Wen felt in a good mood for some reason. Perhaps seeing this half-elves trapping himself in after the matter is a great enjoyment in his life. Then he rubbed Amber's hair hard and comforted him casually, "Don't think too much, don't say that the human nature of the gods is rational. Anyone who thinks normally will not care about you in this matter. Even if there is really a fool, Amoen and the three sisters of Fengluo all said that they would help maintain order?"

As soon as Gao Wen said this, Amber couldn't help but look up at the gods next to her, and then she saw that Amoen had already begun to look down at a newly opened vegetable field he had recently opened. The three goddesses of Plump also arrived next to Amoen at some point, and were gathering together and muttering. The conversations of several gods faintly came into her ears: "Hey, your beans are so good... Where did you get the soil here? Are you planting eggplant in the field next to it? Where did you draw water from... Is the divine power transformed?"

Amber's face was as beautiful as earth. She felt that a retired old man who was addicted to farming and three young lady elk who could not even defeat her.

After a while, Amoen and the three sisters Fengrao finally finished their research. Flora looked at the end of the dark wasteland, and her tone became a little uncertain: "By the way... could there be no one, right?"

"The time is indeed almost done," Gaia couldn't help but frown when she heard this, "but it shouldn't be there. After all, the previous sacrifice ceremony was quite smooth, which shows that they had at least clearly felt the breath of Ms. Ye contained in the letter."

"I understand this mentality," Gao Wen said, "After all, after experiencing the previous 'treatment', it is normal for everyone to resist. Ms. Ye's invitation should not be rejected, but it is certain that it will be delayed until the last second. Please wait a few more minutes."

As soon as he finished speaking, a buzzing sound suddenly came from a magic terminal in a nearby nursery. The three sisters of Fengrao were startled by the sudden movement from this "small" machine. Gao Wen instantly saw the two emblems projected above the terminal and the special symbols representing high authority encryption. He laughed: "It is Aldernan's communication with the Elves' Court, Rosetta and Belsetia were in place in advance."

Today's meeting was led by Gao Wen and Amber himself. Since this was the first attempt, in order to avoid unexpected situations, Gao Wen did not arrange ordinary staff from the Theocracy Council to enter the gathering venue. Even the temporary command center was arranged inside the layers of barriers that disobeyed the fortress. But at the same time, he arranged for another two to participate in today's affairs through remote connections, namely Rosetta Augustus and Belsetia Morningstar.

The reason is very simple. The Three Empires are the highest authority of the Theocracy Council. He needs the cooperation of Tifeng and the Silver Empire in the subsequent plan. At the same time, Tifeng and the Silver Empire are the only two countries with the ability to industrialize the production of magic crystal blasts besides Cecil. They all have the rich experience of dealing with Gods and even burying pits for Gods... Who else can they find if they don't look for such things that bury a big pit for the gods?

Under the curious gaze of the three goddesses of the rich, the buzzing "small" device was activated, and a clear holographic projection appeared in the air. Under the layers of encryption of the neural network, the personal protection of the upper narrator, and the strict filtering and protection of the anti-divine barrier, Rosetta Augustus and Belsetia Morningstar appeared in the "conspiracy of the gods".

"Oh! It's bright!" Flora looked at the holographic projection in front of her in surprise, and her elk-like lower limbs happily digged the land twice. "Although I learned about this from believers before, I still felt different in actual sight."

Rosetta and Belsetia in the holographic projection were originally preparing to say hello to Gao Wen, but they did not expect that after the communication was connected, the first one to appear in front of them were several huge ladies, half-man and half-deer. Their expressions were a little dull and stunned by the naked eye. Seeing this, Gao Wen quickly explained: "The three goddesses of fertility, this is the goddess of spring, Flora, and these two are the goddess of earth, Gaia and the goddess of harvest Eve. Now the other 'participants' have not yet arrived at the gathering venue."

"...It is a wonderful experience to talk to the 'gods' in this situation," Rosetta hesitated for a few seconds before finally speaking. He lowered his head slightly and greeted the three goddesses with a respectful but unhumble attitude. "I am very happy to see the fertile three gods. I am Rosetta Augustus. I would like to pay tribute to you as the ruler of Tifeng, thank you for your protection and help to this world in the 4,700-year history, and also represent the people working on the earth, and thank you for every harvest you bring."

"It is the hard work of mortals that brings good harvests," Gaia smiled and lowered her head slightly and said, "We have only responded to a limited number of prayers, but because of this, Miao is considered a rich incarnation."

Hearing Gaia's words, Gao Wen, who was standing by, smiled and shook his head: "But it is undeniable that in the era before the emergence of industrial alchemy potions and abundant dust, the existence of the three rich gods brought at least 30% of the grain output to the world every year. This is the result of repeated experiments and statistics by the Theocratic Council and the Coordination Planning Committee."

The three sisters of Fengrao looked at Gao Wen in surprise, but the latter had a serious expression on their faces. He faced the three goddesses: "The meaning of the existence of the Theocracy Council is to end the Theocracy era, but we never deny the fact that the gods exist and your contributions in history. Even after the Theocracy era is really over, we will record these data forever in history. So I think you can always accept the thanks from mortals at any time because you have done your duty."

Gaia opened her eyes slightly in surprise, as if she wanted to say something, but before she spoke, a powerful aura that suddenly approached quickly from the end of the dark wasteland interrupted her movement.

A giant-like shadow suddenly appeared deep in the darkness. He seemed to be wearing a robe, holding something in his hand. A hazy halo extended from behind him, as if the glow of gold and silver gradually spread in the darkness. He strode towards the direction of disobeying the courtyard, and every step he took seemed particularly heavy.

When the shadow approached a certain level, the giant's vague face finally appeared in every sight in the gathering venue. Gao Wen recognized the other party at a glance not only because he had already recorded the icon of every god before, but also because he had seen the other party's face once not long ago, and that time was deeply impressed.

That was Bao Far, the god of business. He was the first to arrive at the venue. What Gao Wen cares a little about was that the things held in the hands of the god of business were not the golden scales depicted on the standard icon, but a big book with no clear cover.

But soon his attention was diverted from the big book that was unknown, because more figures began to appear one after another at the end of the dark wasteland in the distance.

As he said casually before, no god dared to ignore Ms. Ye's summons, but no god was so arrogant that he came to be beaten up early. Everyone, like a group of pigeon spirits who were pressing the deadline to submit the manuscript, all of which were suppressing the time to the last second...

Amber had completely shrunk into the shadow behind Gao Wen at this time, but Gao Wen had no time to care about the shadow attack goose's actions, because what he had seen since he lifted the coffin and rose up. He saw the glimmer of light floating at the end of the darkness, and countless huge figures striding forward as if they were emerging from the long river of history. Among them were awesome giants, and figures like Amoen or the Three Sisters of Plum Blossom with obvious animal forms and retaining the original worship characteristics.

These gods, who have been shaped by mortals, worshipped by mortals, and protected hundreds of millions of creatures in the past thousands of years, came out one after another, gathered towards a fortress standing quietly in the darkness. This fortress was built by a group of mortals who claimed to be "disobedients" thousands of years ago.

Gao Wen stood quietly beside Amoen, the god of nature who was the first to be liberated among the gods, and looked at the gods as they arrived at the venue. Even if there was no spiritual pollution or divine leakage, the huge sense of oppression caused by this scene made his breathing become rapid. As the distance approached, he finally further saw more details of these great existences, which amazed him and would definitely make his later historians thrilled.

Some were bandaged, some were covered in big heads, some were bleeding from their eyes, the blood flowed down their necks, and finally there was even a person with crutches, looking like the god of winter and mountains and forests.
Chapter completed!