Chapter 1066: Chapter 257: Old Friend (Part 2)

"I believe there is still a chance for the battle to turn in favor of us. When those Holy City Navy personnel launched a coup, I noticed the look in their eyes towards Mr. Ethan. They felt deep fear. Some of them dropped their guns and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy, while others fled from the High-tier Council Building."

The Chief Prosecutor was diligently performing his duties. "Therefore, as long as we spread the news of the Lord of the Holy City’s incarnation descending upon the First Special District, a significant number of those rebels will surrender on the spot. We can grant them an opportunity to make amends for their crimes by ordering them to switch allegiance under the name of the Lord of the Holy City."

It is obvious that although they have implanted unknown substances in their minds to hide from the insight of the Sanctuary of Logic’s priests, they cannot erase their faith in the Lord of the Holy City. When they instigated a rebellion, all their past beliefs turn into fear. Without even facing the true presence of the Lord of the Holy City, just the news of His appearance on the battlefield will frighten them.

The Chief Prosecutor had already thought through all the strategic deployments ahead. Under the extremely disadvantaged situation in terms of forces, they should focus on instigating defections and properly utilize the news of the Lord of the Holy City’s arrival in the First Special District.

After all, even the rebels witnessed Ethan bathed in golden radiance. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

He deliberately didn’t annihilate the rebels who attacked them earlier to let them escape back to the starship and spread the news.

"And all we need is for you to board a Sanctuary-preacher floating ship and deliver a speech to the people of the First Special District."

"I think I’ve explained quite clearly."

Ethan frowned, as he had no intention of delivering a speech.

The scientific spirit of the Holy City People is inherently weak. If he were to deliver a speech at such a critical moment, the misunderstanding might never be resolved in this lifetime.

"I understand."

The Chief Prosecutor had already prepared his rhetoric. "But right now, the Holy City People need faith, even if it is false. If you require it, after this rebellion ends, we can publicly clarify your identity to everyone... Monk Vidis, you think the same, right?"

"...The Sanctuary of Logic is willing to cooperate."

"See, if you think about it, being the Lord of the Holy City isn’t too bad."

A black cat poked its head out from a table filled with a sumptuous banquet, exclaiming, "At that time, you can just divide a few hundred worlds for me and let me have some fun!"

"I refuse."

"But for the Holy City, for the seed of civilization, sacrifice..."

"Because it is not the truth."

Ethan left no room for the Chief Prosecutor to argue. "I am not your Holy Master."

In fact, as an outsider in a hostile position, he had already contributed enough.

The Chief Prosecutor was at a loss for words, seeking help from Lindong, who was sipping a strawberry sundae, only to be ignored as expected. The mood of the First Lady seemed quite good today, and she was uninterested in the strategy he proposed. The strong sense of defeat left the Chief Prosecutor disheartened.

"Forgive my bluntness, but it is precisely because of your faith in the Holy Master that you have become like this."

Ethan said.

Currently, the reason those families still have the leeway to play political games is also due to their unwavering faith in the Holy Master—believing that this rebellion will sooner or later be extinguished by the Holy Master—even if they lie down on the ground like worthless people, their status will not be threatened in any way.

Because the Lord of the Holy City is a believer in balance.

Perhaps He had already calculated the decay and incompetence of the families, yet their forces were deeply rooted in various worlds. The great cleansing would inevitably cause turmoil in the current situation, possibly breaking the stability of the framework, leading to consequences even He could not calculate. Or perhaps the Lord of the Holy City foresaw the future resulting from the great cleansing, which was far from the ideal happy society He envisioned.

But just as the Chief Prosecutor mentioned earlier, this massive rebellion might produce some positive effects.

Maybe it can lead the extremely conservative Lord of the Holy City to step out of his own framework for the first time, forced to accept everything brought by "change."

"You should not place your hopes on me, clearly you have a deep misunderstanding of me."

Obviously, a chef was not enough to convince them.

At present, there is only one other way to draw a clear line between him and the Lord of the Holy City.

The Chief Prosecutor wanted to say something, but the scene suddenly appeared before his eyes left him stunned. His body hair stood on end in an instant, unprecedented fear dominated his heart.

The space between him and Ethan twisted into a mass, black "blood vessels" spread visibly, quickly growing into a pitch-black rift, and something was breaking out from the writhing rift.

A hand pushed open the wardrobe door, tearing the edges of the rift.

Its body was gaunt and slender, covered with a peeling, asphalt-like surface and excessive black substance dripped constantly from its fingertips, corroding small pits on the carpet.

Even Bishop Vidis widened her eyes, those intricate implants in her body transformed into weapons under instinct, ready to confront the monster appearing in reality through the torn space.

The creature was shrouded in darkness, forming a stark contrast with the earlier golden glow, and that faceless countenance met all their definitions of a demon.

The Grotesque Demon.

Before the rebellion broke out, it was this type of demon capable of free passage between Node Space and reality that wreaked havoc in the First Special District.

The Grotesque Demon detached from the rift did not launch an attack on the crowd, the fierce-looking demon seemed more like a loyal servant waiting for its master.

It had heard its master’s command, tearing open a passage connecting Node Space to the real world for him.

"As you can see."

Ethan confronted the pitch-black writhing passage, no longer hiding his relationship with the Grotesque Demon. "If you continue to regard me as the incarnation of the Holy Master, it will be an unforgivable act of desecration. If your Holy Master cannot respond to your prayers, then seek self-salvation."

The Chief Prosecutor looked at Lindong suspiciously, only to find she had already picked up a plate of hamburgers, fries, and fried chicken, following Ethan’s footsteps, never looking back and entering the world of darkness.

...

"They must feel their faith has collapsed."

After the rift disappeared behind them, Lindong leisurely said, "Especially Monk Vidis, she made a big decision to believe you were the incarnation of the Holy Master. But the truth is, they mistakenly regarded the Holy City’s great enemy as their Divine Spirit, such a pious believer must be unable to forgive herself."

"Better short pain than long pain."

Ethan simply helped them in his own way. Such a firm belief may only have the chance of reconstruction after going through a breakup.

Of course, if Monk Vidis’s will is not strong enough, she might resort to dissolute recklessness, fall into habits of heavy drinking and drug use, and ultimately meet her end in an orbital bombardment.

But that’s not his concern now. "How is your investigation going?"

"Someone put something in the Seventh Seat’s head, making him mistakenly think it was his discovery... It can interfere with the observation of the Lord of the Holy City and make those rebels mistakenly believe all this is a choice driven by free will. Besides transmission through Node Space, there is another way to link two planes, and those refugee sanctuaries have used it on you once."

"Summoning Ceremony."

Ethan and Lindong thought of it simultaneously.

Summoning Ceremony not only requires strict ritual arrangements, but more importantly, they must be able to attract the attention of an Old God.

And everything happening in the Holy City reminded Ethan of an "old friend," this rebellion perfectly fits His style.

"The Holy City Navy’s front-line Commander mentioned that a demon once boarded the Admiral’s flagship."

Ethan paused. "Let’s see if we’re thinking the same thing?"

Both exchanged a smile, tacitly blurting out, "Damn Sincaro!"