Chapter 1416 - 653: Expanding the Demonic Banquet Council, Scheming for the Three Religions Sacred City (4)

The crowd exchanged glances, breathing heavily, all seeing the fervor in each other’s eyes.

The interests of the Fire Worship Empire are great, but how can they compare to one’s own immortality?

As long as I can ascend to the heavens in one step, why care about the flood?

Even if Muhammad II becomes the Caliph, we can outlive him!

Thus, dozens of the Empire’s highest officials immediately followed the [Mountain Elder], prostrating themselves to collectively pledge allegiance.

Chanting aloud:

"Your Majesty Saint Byron, please appoint the Caliph of the Holy Spirit Sect!"

The King, the [Desert Eagle], was the last to kneel.

The Fire Worship Empire was his Empire, making this decision was more difficult for him than for the others.

But since everyone else was already kneeling, if he didn’t kneel, he probably wouldn’t need to kneel at all, they could just carry him out lying down.

Fortunately, he had already prepared to accept Byron as a [Holy Spirit] follower and Messiah, allowing him to cede part of his power, making it not so difficult.

"Moreover, my daughter is His Majesty’s woman.

Even if the pie is redistributed in the future, I will surely get the biggest piece!"

Immediately, each person received a bottle of Panacea.

This group of mid-to-High Sequence Extraordinary Beings used their various methods to quickly confirm that the elixir was authentic, and, led by the "Mountain Elder", drank it on the spot.

Besides rejuvenating, their statuses instantly changed, becoming prospective members of the Demonic Banquet Council.

Though not yet Night Demons, they became part of the Byron Bloodline Clan, all becoming their own people.

"Everyone, there is one more thing."

Byron nodded with satisfaction and took out the embryonic form of his own Truth Embodiment, the [Origin Holy Spear].

The two major knowledge systems, one researching humans and the other researching non-humans, the essence of this Holy Spear is to act as a bridge connecting humans and non-humans.

Theoretically, it can already connect to the collective consciousness of all groups and races, and may even unify the entire biosphere’s power in the future to achieve the highest level of collective consciousness.

Removing the barriers between individuals is naturally not difficult either.

He held the Holy Spear and thrust it fiercely upwards.

Squelch!

With a muffled sound, a hole was instantly pierced in the collective subconscious barrier of this group of the Bloodline.

The collective consciousness tides of the Old Continent Dragon Court, the Southern Continent Safari Paradise, and the East Continent Truth Corridor surged in, instantly diluting the "peculiarities" of these prospective councilors.

This effectively lifted the Anchoring left by the [Light God] in a small area.

At first, the group was puzzled, but when their gaze fell upon Amita, who was nestled beside Byron like a bird, they once again gasped:

"Hiss—!"

The cold air in the hall was almost insufficient for their gasping.

Smack! Smack! Smack!...

Many involuntarily raised their hands and slapped their own faces, doubting whether their past lives had been a dream, only now waking up from it.

The Chief Judge [Mars] Bahram, who almost killed himself for love, slapped himself particularly loudly, swelling both sides of his face.

Slapping himself while cursing:

"To die for The Most Beautiful Princess is indeed romantic and dedicated, but to die for something like that... ouch... is truly not worth it!

Fool, Bahram, you’re such a fool."

More tragically, among the 13 Royal Capital Nobles who successfully died for love was his cousin.

Initially, he thought his cousin’s death was heroic and emotional, but now, given a thought about Kazal’s "beautiful looks," he felt his cousin’s death was no more significant than a piece of toilet paper.

Even a used one!

This lance of Byron did not overturn their aesthetic values.

It just no longer extremely revered the [Light God’s] "The Most Beautiful Princess" nor extremely loathed the [Dark God’s] "ugliest princess".

They began gradually returning to normal.

After all the Western Council members of the Demonic Banquet Council returned to normal, Byron looked at everyone present, his gaze fiery:

"Alright, now we can talk about serious matters.

Everyone, I wish to enter and lead the Three Religions Sacred City, do you have any advice for me?"

Just moments ago, Chief Judge [Mars] Bahram, who was willing to die for Princess Kazal, immediately spoke up:

"Your Majesty, and fellow members.

The Eldest Prince of the Star Moon Empire, [Fatih Conqueror] Bayezid, isn’t he desperate to have our ’The Most Beautiful Princess’ Kazal, loving her to madness?

You must know that although the [Lord of Two Seas and Two Lands] is highly prestigious, he is already over fifty years old, and unlike us, has not received the blessing of Your Majesty Saint Byron, long past his prime combat years.

But this Eldest Prince is in the prime of his life, the unparalleled first warrior with a war axe who is invincible on the West Coast. So..."

The crowd’s eyes instantly lit up.

"Are you suggesting?"

An ancient and powerful empire forms a subtle dual leadership complex in the power transition process, presenting an excellent opportunity for them to exploit.

[Mars] Bahram gave everyone a confident nod:

"Yes, as you think.

We can marry off the West Coast’s ’The Most Beautiful Princess’ Kazal to [Lord of Two Seas and Two Lands] Muhammad II!

On the West Coast, no man can refuse her temptation, even at fifty years old."

Upon hearing this plan, the Fire Worship Empire high officials, who were earlier sworn protectors of "The Most Beautiful Princess", now fervently nodded.

"I agree!"

"Seconded!"

"The sooner, the better, I shall personally visit the Star Moon Empire..."

The "ugliest princess" was sent to the North Sea Empire.

"The Most Beautiful Princess" being sent to the Star Moon Empire is indeed fitting, and the [Lord of Two Seas and Two Lands] will not refuse such a great gift.

Only Byron had a peculiar expression:

"The son adept with a war axe? Missing the ’superb beauty’ he longed for? And with a father gaining power and getting the beauty?

Just a matter of when he learns the "Gospel of Heaven."

I think without even actively attracting him, perhaps his way of thinking will lead him under me, the [Myriad Wings Angel].

Just like my first follower, the swindler Gidro Rohart."