Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

The moment they left the Heavenly Kingdom Fortress from the plane, it was impossible for Ange and the others to return so quickly. They had to first teleport to the nearest Teleportation Array, then ride horses for two hours before reaching the Broken Swamp, when all the blood had already dried up.

Now, Anthony faced a predicament. He had slaughtered hundreds of thousands of people and refined thirty thousand Sorrow Angels, so what will the God of Arbitration do next?

Would he take this opportunity to push away Anthony and Dyson’s forces, and let the curia regain control of Eastern and Western Diocese?

It’s highly likely, so preparations must be made in advance.

They teleported back to Resting Abyss, then teleported again to Goddess of Beauty City and convened the Plane Safety Conference as quickly as possible. As soon as they connected, everyone started asking questions regardless of the conference rules, with the same question: “What happened in Broken Swamp?”

Anthony explained what happened, and the conference immediately fell into a silence as deep as death.

After a few minutes, Copper Hammer swallowed his saliva, barely able to believe the words as he said: “Over half a million people, all staunch believers of your church, were all killed like that?”

Anthony took a deep breath and replied: “It was in his best interest to do so. He is a being with divinity, but no humanity. Tens of thousands of believers are merely lambs providing him with faith. If they couldn’t provide him with power, he would erase them without hesitation.”

“I made a wrong estimate, and did something irrational, which led him to opt for the method that was most beneficial to him. Those believers had already formed the perception that Arbitration was being exiled.”

“If they were to leave, they would spread the news that ‘The God of Arbitration lost his fairness and was expelled by the Heavenly Kingdom.’ By then, Arbitration would not only lose hundreds of thousands of believers, but also the worship of hundreds of millions of believers in the entire church.”

“Compared to hundreds of millions of believers, tens of thousands of people are trivial. Besides, it’s a rare opportunity to refine a batch of Sorrow Angels in the process.”

“All the believers and worshippers gathered in the Broken Swamp were the most devout and fanatical. Among them, the success rate of incarnation into Sorrow Angels is notably higher, and they might even outnumber the quantity that the rest of the hundreds of millions of believers could refine.”

Hearing this, Tyrone suddenly asked: “Are you saying that these tens of thousands of Sorrow Angels are all the God of Arbitration has left, and he’ll struggle with transforming the enemies into Sorrow Angels by infection and assimilation again?”

“Are you worried that the God of Arbitration will randomly kill people to create Sorrow Angels?” Anthony instantly perceived the real concern behind Tyrone’s question and quickly answered: “No, no, no. Only the most devout believers can turn into Sorrow Angels. It is impossible for non-believers to succeed.”

“Phew—” The sighs of the other leaders could be heard through the array. Copper Hammer said relievedly: “I thought it was like the Undead Calamity, converting everyone they killed.”

Based on Anthony’s description, the transformation into Sorrow Angels wasn’t much different from the Undead Calamity.

“The actions of the God of Arbitration have severely impacted the safety of the plane. I, Anthony, the current Pope of the Holy Church, officially request the Republic of Stellaris, Elf Empire, Dwarven Empire, and the Giant Dragon Clan, to send reinforcements, to help me eliminate the evil God of Arbitration, and defend the safety of the plane.” Anthony said solemnly.

The evil God of Arbitration? This title sounded incredibly absurd. Wasn’t it always the Church of Light that labelled others with this name?

Oh, right. Anthony was still part of the church, only this time the name of evil was hung on the head of the God of Arbitration.

“We need to discuss this.”

“Yes, yes, we need to discuss this.”

“This is a serious matter, I also need to consult others.”

Everyone finished speaking and one by one severed the connection.

Not long after, Ange seemed surprised, took out a communication device and opened it. Gailard’s voice came from inside: “Lord Ange, there’s something I’d like to discuss with you.”

Ange handed the communicator to Negris for them to discuss.

Shortly after, Ange tilted his head again and took out another communicator. As soon as he opened it, Auburnli’s voice came through: “Lord Ange, here’s the thing…”

Ange gave the communicator to Negris.

While Negris was overwhelmed by the two communicators, Naeli descended from the air and said: “Lord Ange, Lord Brooks wants to discuss something with you. I first talked to Negris, but Brooks hopes it’s you who decides.”

Ange tilted his head.

Anthony was both amusud and frustrated. It was redundant, they could have just asked directly on the teleportation communication. In the end, they still came to Ange.

However, he also understood why they resorted to such actions. They needed Ange’s individual promise and assurance, not the request of himself, the Pope of the Holy Church.

Unknowingly, Ange had become the being with the most weight in the Master Plane.

Of course, Ange has the weight, the Bronze Dragon does the work, even Brooks of the Dragon Clan hopes Ange makes the decision.

After communicating, the various tribes of the plane mobilized.

…

Broken Swamp, the God of Arbitration watched the Heavenly Kingdom Chariot leave in the distance, but did not hinder it. With the Light and Darkness Twin Gods, along with Guliani, whose power was not inferior to a divine being, Arbitration had no surety to retain them.

On the chariot, everyone was also looking back with vigilance until they couldn’t see the golden giant anymore. Only then did Guliani sigh with relief: “I thought he would kill us.”

Darkness emerged from the shadows and asked confusingly, “Why did you also leave? If Arbitration regains control of Eastern and Western Diocese, wouldn’t you just continue to be Pope?”

Guliani quickly shook his head: “No, no, no. Who knows if this Pope is a puppet or really a Pope?”

The moment the God of Arbitration launched the doomsday trial, Guliani knew that this was a real god.

What is a god? They lack humanity, compassion, and reverence…

Such beings can be worshipped, but one should not be loyal to them, because you never know when they will throw you into the flames, just to let the flames burn a little longer.

Although Darkness is also a god, he could not reach this level nor understand, “Is it necessary to do this?”

Being twin with Darkness, naturally Light knew what Darkness was asking, and hesitantly said, “I feel…his inner impatience.”

What made the God of Arbitration impatient? Guliani and Darkness were both moved: “Faith Storm?”

“Arbitration is the only one among the Gods of Light who has not been reborn. Although we inherit the divinities of our predecessors, we were all reborn after the last Faith Storm, and we’ve lost too many memories. We need to know how the God of Arbitration survived the last Faith Storm,” Darkness murmured as if talking to himself.

Guliani pondered for a while, then suddenly asked: “Lord Light, are you interested in going into the Judgment Hall? Maybe the secret is hidden there.”

Darkness was taken aback, goodness gracious, was he planning to search Arbitration’s lair?

PS: I’ve been busy. After finishing a root canal operation, I took down the curtains and cleaned the windows. It was quite tiring, but I couldn’t just watch my mother climbing up and down. It would be troublesome if she fell.

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