However, if a single Grass Flying Dragon were to continue its bloodline, in one generation, all the Grass Flying Dragons would be its descendants. If they continue to breed with other dragons, their bloodline might become diluted, it’s uncertain whether they would degenerate or not.

If Ange doesn’t want their bloodline to degenerate, he must modify several GrassFlying Dragons to allow their offspring to pair with each other. After a few generations, their bloodline will be far apart and there will not be any worries about inbreeding, thus increasing their numbers could be possible.

Engrossed in his work, Ange suddenly felt a throb in his chest and immediately looked towards the south.

“What’s wrong?” Noticing his abnormality, Negris hurriedly asked.

Ange didn’t say a word and directly pulled out the Bronze Book.

When his body appeared on this plane, Negris also felt the throb: “Divine Fire? Has someone ignited the Divine Fire?”

The ignition of Divine Fire has a strange mechanism that seems to cause a throb that the entire plane can feel.

Ange’s Goddess of Beauty and the God of Farming’s Divine Fire were lit on the Light Sea Plane, so they were sensed by the Goddess of Redemption.

The first time she rushed over, thinking it was just a newcomer who ignited the divine fire, yet unexpectedly bumped into the nests of several gods.

The second time she was cautious and would not dare to go out.

Now, Ange and Negris both felt the throb, someone had ignited the Divine Fire.

The curia had already entered its highest level of alert. The defensive shield was activated, the Spatial Disturbance Array started, all Teleportation Arrays were unable to operate, similarly, Instant Flash and other types of spatial magic were also rendered ineffective.

All defensive equipment was activated, every department was fully armed and waiting, but unfortunately, ordinary people couldn’t sense the throb, they could only stay confused, and some even complained about the higher-ups panicking for little reason and causing unnecessary disturbance.

Some people didn’t understand that when big trouble was about to arrive, keeping everything as it was would be the best situation.

Dyson watched the divine power sizzling in his hands, looking at the light shadow behind Guliani in astonishment: “You, you all…”

“Hehe, you, a person who stole the fire of faith, are more abhorrent than us, aren’t you?” Guliani leisurely said: “How did these fires of faith end up in your hands, do you think you can hide it from me?”

“I, I, I…” Dyson stuttered, unable to speak.

Yes, those fire thieves. The Gods of Light disappeared for over a thousand years, but during these thousand years, the Church of Light functioned as usual, devotees dedicated themselves faithfully. Couldn’t they ignite a few fires of faith?

Of course they could, but it was stolen, stolen by Dyson and his predecessors. They parasitized the Church of Light and claimed themselves to be fire thieves, stealing all the seeds of fire that could help them ascend to godhood. ṟαℕօ𐌱ĚṤ

Dyson even used extra fires of faith to ambush Harvey once.

Unfortunately, they didn’t have the ability to ignite the fires of faith and they couldn’t accomplish their dream- to become a god.

However, looking at the sizzling divine power, Dyson found it hard to believe, because Guliani had helped him realize that dream and ignited his divine fire.

“Now you have a choice, serve our Lord, or die.” Guliani said with a smile, maintaining his usual genial image, but his words sent chills down Dyson’s spine.

Dyson looked at the specter behind Guliani, slowly kneeled down, bit his teeth and asked: “Are the evil gods that Anthony mentioned you guys?”

“No, our Lord is merely a shadow of the light.” The corner of Guliani’s mouth twitched: “Anthony just made up an excuse and happened to be right.”

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