Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?-Chapter 421 - 423 The Madness of Desecrating the Priest

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Chapter 421: Chapter 423: The Madness of Desecrating the Priest

Chapter 421: Chapter 423: The Madness of Desecrating the Priest

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“Porter, I know you want to elevate your follower level and faith value, but it’s not an easy task,”

“No, they won’t, the intermediate priests might suspect something, but it will definitely not be discovered,” Sam’s plan was bolder, he didn’t just want one or two intermediate priests, he wanted to use an intermediate priest as a decoy to allow all blasphemous priests to steal divine power through him.

“The contribution of the other side is actually increasing, this new *** lord really intends to complete the mission, how naive he is,” Chen Mo suddenly discovered that at some point, the contribution for the event ‘Twilight of the Gods’ had changed.

“Good, I understand, this matter will be resolved,” Porter did not say what the outcome would be.

“Tomorrow, they will contract a cold disease,” Sam stated.

“Then it should be you dealing with this matter, desecrating their divine beings and obtaining their divine power, that’s what a blasphemous priest should do, not sitting here meditating,” Porter didn’t care about the other’s madness because he was the same, he had also exchanged for the blasphemous priest profession, he just hadn’t started yet.

“You’re much crazier than I am, but I’ll take your advice. But what does this have to do with those two priests?” Sam knew what Porter meant.

“You might not know, but we captured Viscount Mori, with him, we can enter the All Gods Church. I think you understand what I mean,”

“You know, I’m just an apprentice-level blasphemous priest, I have nothing, and they are intermediate priests, blessed by the divine, with divine arts and divine power,” Sam meant that he was also helpless and could only weaken them, if they truly wanted to kill, they had to rely on themselves.

“Sam, I think we need to have a serious talk, Emperor Black Abyss doesn’t limit his gaze to this minor place, we need to open up a more remote pasture,” Porter’s facial wound had healed, thanks to Sam’s healing, he had exchanged it for him through faith value.

“I must quickly steal the power of the gods, or else this ever-present madness will plunge me into chaos,” Sam glanced at his own shadow, its grotesque appearance was like a reflection of the abyss, continuously eroding his sanity.

“I will, but not now. You just became a blasphemous priest and don’t yet know the risks of desecrating divine beings, and I can’t just act rashly, the others need divine arts and divine power as well, but there are only two priests, you understand what I mean, right?” Sam’s tone was strange, even unclear.

“We are not Emperor Black Abyss the Great, nor the powerful legends, we are just a group of transcendents who have just started or haven’t even started yet, your ideas are too radical and will expose all of us to the eyes of the divine,”

“What a fool, haha, a mere sixth rank dares to defy a seventh rank deity,” Chen Mo wasn’t surprised by his contribution dropping to zero. After all, contribution was essentially influence, and since he had integrated into this world’s system, his contribution was naturally being cut continuously.

“Here, there are two intermediate priests, they belong to the Holy Light Church and the Fertility Church. Even as a newly minted blasphemous priest, I have no power to deal with them,”

“This might be an opportunity. Just wait a bit longer. When the other side’s contribution grows higher, I can totally report to the Holy Light God, and there will definitely be a considerable reward,” Chen Mo knew he was already at a bottleneck.

“We don’t need the priests of the gods here, only those belonging to the great Emperor Black Abyss. They are too much of an obstruction,” Porter gave Sam an irrefutable reason.

“Is that all you can do?” Porter felt somewhat dissatisfied, as his madness was rising.

[1: Sever Faith]

[2: Annihilation of the Gods]

[Contribution: *** (0.7%), Purple Bignonia Immortal (0%)]

[Contribution: *** (1.3%), Purple Bignonia Immortal (0%)]

Porter had not started as a blasphemous priest, which is why he thought Sam was very powerful. But Sam knew a normal journey was supposed to start from apprentice level. Unfortunately, the conditions were insufficient, that’s why he wanted to prepare more,

Porter forcefully suppressed his madness, speaking with a very calm tone,

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Life was good for him now, after all, being both a noble and a priest, plus owning a strong territory and the protection of the noble warfare, meant indulging in daily feasts and entertainments, so of course, he was more focused on maintaining the current world system.

Unlike the priest profession, blasphemous priests were not conferred any divine arts or divine power, but they were granted a very counter-intuitive ability: they could steal the divine arts and divine power bestowed by the divine upon devout followers of various faiths, to enhance themselves.

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But Porter, equally mad, understood, “You’re too crazy, the divine will notice.”

Conversely, to receive the protection of the Abyss and avoid the gods’ scrutiny, they too would fall into madness, becoming illogical, and even utterly disordered.

But for Sam, this wasn’t a side effect but a means of drawing closer to the Abyss; the Abyss itself was chaotic, only by casting aside emotions detrimental to faith could one align more with the will of the Abyss.

Of course, if he fell into madness, his power would also grow, as the sacrilegious priests would passively steal from the gods, continually enhancing themselves until they regained sanity or death ensued.

Once the Faith Value was sufficient, it’d be more convenient to exchange for some items and then make a move.

When the opponent arrived in this world, there was still a lingering influence, but by today, the influence left from past events had long gone, clearing his Contribution to zero.

Otherwise, why would he plunge into this vanity fair? He could just keep leveling up.

Perhaps boldly mad, but once successful, the benefits were indeed tremendous.

Even without saying, Sam knew these two priests were doomed because they weren’t opposing a single person, but a village within the Viscount Territory, full of mad fanatics embraced by the Abyss.

Even if he came, Sam actually wouldn’t care much; what really mattered was that the other party actually aimed to complete this long-term event, touching upon his fundamental interests.

Unfortunately for them, they had a better plan and naturally chose the other party.

No problem at all, in this way, his noble life would also be irretrievably lost.

That Lord, unlike him, wasn’t living an honest life to grow stronger but was preparing to defy the gods, prompting him to reveal a mocking smile.

If that Lord truly overturned the rule of the gods, he would surely suffer too, because if the most powerful gods fell, how could there be any issue in unifying the whole world?

Stealing a priest’s Divine Arts and Divine Power was nothing; they wanted much more, like divine statues!

If Sam stole the Divine Power and Divine Arts of the Holy Light Priest Alva, then every time the Holy Light God granted his blessing, Sam would get to share half, or perhaps even more.

Sam spoke calmly, but Porter could feel the madness radiating from him.

Sam knew they planned to operate and make the priests of the Holy Light Church and the Fertility Church their people, turning the sacrilegious priests into Divine Priests.

Though madness brought one closer to the will of the Abyss, Sam didn’t want to fall into chaos just yet because his faith level and Faith Value weren’t enough to attract the attention of the Abyss Will, so falling into madness was utterly pointless.

Even though there was no longer a chance to grow stronger, life on this server was much more comfortable than on the last, of course, that was before that Lord arrived.

Therefore, he thought of betraying the other party, after all, it was about survival; he was amiable towards that Lord, but only if there was no conflict of interest.

These sacrilegious priests were preparing to infiltrate the All Gods Church by any means, be it as a priest or as a menial worker.

He could only do so much, after all, the disparity in power between them was too great; otherwise, he wouldn’t have taken so long to prepare.

Unable to level up by killing monsters, with activities impossible to complete, thus both the Random Dungeon Scroll and Points were all gone, severing the possibility of elevating his Lord Rank and Territory Rank.

Sacrilegious priests, receiving the favor of Abyss Will·Emperor Black Abyss, readied the Extraordinary Priest class for them.

A commoner killing an Intermediate Priest was truly a fanciful absurdity.

Everything was rooted above other divines, using the desecration of deities as a means to acquire power; such was the existence of sacrilegious priests.

As long as one successfully became a sacrilegious priest, they would be counted among the Transcendents.