Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1505 - 1498: In the Name of God

Chapter 1505: Chapter 1498: In the Name of God

Her words made everyone present feel a tingling sensation on their scalps, and Baiyue’s face turned as red as a tomato. Cheng Ziang and Hu Daoke exchanged glances, both showing gloomy expressions.

"Hey hey, if you want to flirt, go back to your room, don’t show off your love in front of everyone," said Cheng Ziang with a glance.

"I’m not flirting; I’m explaining the method," Tangmo turned around and stated matter-of-factly.

"So, what are we supposed to do, watch you display your affection?" Cheng Ziang asked, puzzled.

"I have already explained the method. If you still don’t understand, I’ll demonstrate it once more for you."

As Tangmo spoke, he gestured to the very reluctant Fulajie’er, whispering a few words to her. After hearing Tangmo’s request, Fulajie’er rolled her eyes and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

But immediately after, everyone could feel the magic in the air fluctuating violently. The next second, a divine goddess image appeared above Luo’er, her pure and compassionate eyes gazing at everyone present.

The goddess’s body was made up entirely of glowing, high-concentration magic, emitting a soft light all over. Although the soft light prevented everyone from seeing the goddess’s true face, the familiar sensation immediately reminded them of the scene in Weird Talk Forest, where Nightingale used the Magic Array to create a new body for her sister, Fulajie’er.

"Dismiss!" Tangmo nodded in satisfaction, gently clapping his hands as a signal for her to withdraw.

Although Fulajie’er didn’t like Tangmo’s commanding tone, she still retracted her divine power and returned to her tiny form. She circled around Luo’er’s neck and stuck her tongue out at Tangmo.

"Did everyone see that?" Tangmo said with a smile, "In the feudal era, there were few who did not believe in spirits and deities. And we, on the other hand, can create gods and declare ourselves as apostles of the gods."

"I get it," Baiyue was the first to respond, excitedly saying, "Yes, we can use the miracles shown by Fulajie’er to ensure our distance from the people of Kyushu, while also attracting their attention."

"Isn’t this just deceiving and bluffing?" Cheng Ziang said with a bitter smile.

"It’s not really deceiving," Tangmo explained earnestly, "because to some extent, Fulajie’er, and even your ancestors, are demigods, belonging to the gods. So us claiming to be apostles of the gods is totally fine."

"Hey, that actually makes sense," Hu Daoke nodded and said, "If someone doesn’t believe it, just let Xiao Fula slap them, then they’ll definitely believe in the existence of gods."

"I don’t hit people, that’s vulgar!" Fulajie’er pouted.

"Right, exactly," reminded by Baiyue, Cheng Ziang also came to realization, "Gods are not ethereal beings, but entities that can contact reality. If someone doesn’t believe in gods, if someone thinks we are charlatans, then we can truly do something to make them believe in the existence of gods."

"It should be remembered," Baiyue reminded, "Otherworld might not have the concept of a soul, but gods are truly real, even one is being kept in Lipei."

"Tana!" Cheng Ziang couldn’t help but slap his hand, exclaiming.

"Exactly, we can claim to be apostles of Tana, go to Kyushu to preach, and release a miracle from time to time. This way, we can blend into Kyushu and also maintain a distance from the people of Kyushu," Tangmo said with a smug look.

"But is it really okay for us to pretend to be followers of Tana, what if she blames us?" Hu Daoke asked worriedly.

"Don’t worry, Tana no longer has the power to intervene in worldly affairs. Currently, she only does one thing, which is to prevent the emergence of True Gods to avoid the world from entering the Twilight of the Gods again," Luo’er comforted.

"So, pretending to be her followers is totally fine?" Hu Daoke asked excitedly.

"It’s not exactly pretending. There are many images of Tana, including the Goddess of Light of the Church of Light. As long as we spread her image, we are actually her followers," Luo’er explained with a shrug.

"But what if someone who has seen Tana exposes the illusion created by Xiao Fula?" Hu Daoke still worried.

"Tana is a god without form; in other words, she doesn’t have a specific appearance. What you think in your heart when you see her, she will transform into that image," Luo’er explained.

"That’s amazing," Hu Daoke exclaimed, but soon became dejected, "But I miss Olavia, I wonder if I could encounter Tana transformed into her appearance."

"Luo’er, what did Tana look like when you met her?" Tangmo asked eagerly.

"Of course, it’s the image of my mom." Luo’er said as a matter of course.

"Ugh, mama’s boy!" Tangmo muttered, unhappy and pouting.

"This is a good method, let’s divide up the work a bit then, disguised as a group of Western Continent missionaries going to preach in Kyushu." Cheng Ziang nodded and suggested.

"Luo’er will play the Holy Child offered to God, and I, as a nun, will be responsible for offering him to God." Tangmo quickly interjected.

"Stop messing around, there should be a sanctified relationship among missionaries, otherwise who would believe us?" Luo’er said with a look of disgust.

"I want to be a heretic inquisitor, specifically judging heretics!" Hu Daoke said excitedly.

"Don’t mess this up," Cheng Ziang frowned, "we are going to explore Kyushu and gather information, not really preach. Don’t start anything unnecessary."

Baiyue looked helplessly at their antics, her fingers suddenly touching a mask beside her; she picked it up for a closer examination and suddenly had an idea.

"I have a plan, why not listen to what I have to say." Baiyue said while picking up the mask.

"You go ahead, I think your plan should be feasible." Luo’er nodded and pushed Tangmo aside as he spoke.

"What about me?" Tangmo asked with a grievance.

"As long as you keep coveting my body, none of your plans will pass." Luo’er said helplessly.

"There should only be one missionary, and that’s Luo’er. Luo’er is the Holy Child, the spokesperson of God on earth. His appearance is sufficient for such a setup, so I believe people will believe him, as long as he acts aloof." Baiyue pointed at Luo’er and said.

"Aloof, huh?" Luo’er pointed at himself and asked while blinking.

"That means not speaking human language." Cheng Ziang explained.

"What about us?" Hu Daoke pointed at himself and asked.

"The rest of us can form the Four Guardians to protect the Holy Child together," Baiyue held up the Ghost Race mask and said, "these Four Guardians are the Azure Dragon Guardian, White Tiger Guardian, Vermilion Bird Guardian, and Black Tortoise Guardian."

"Is this... a fusion of East and West?" Cheng Ziang couldn’t help but comment.

"But there’s still one left." Hu Daoke counted on his fingers and then said.

"I thought about it, Sister Moumou, you’re a high-ranking Mage, you don’t need to be a guardian. You will be the grand Mage and nun of the entire Church, serving the Holy Child." Baiyue thought for a moment and said.

"Good, I wholeheartedly agree!" Tangmo clapped excitedly.

"It’s caring for the daily needs, not messing around." Luo’er gently furrowed his brow and reminded.

"I know, I know." Tangmo beamed at Luo’er, unable to stop her lips from curling upwards.

"We need to create a stance with the Four Guardians protecting the center Mage, maintaining and even deepening the mysterious aura around Luo’er to the people of Kyushu, keeping our distance from them. What Luo’er needs to do is occasionally perform a miracle." Baiyue spoke earnestly.

"What about me then?" Fulajie’er flew in front of everyone and asked.

"You will be the Goddess we worship." Baiyue glanced at her and said.

"Hey hey, that sounds pretty nice." Hearing her words, Fulajie’er giggled foolishly, spinning around in the air.

"That means, creating Luo’er’s aura of mystery helps us keep a distance from the people of Kyushu," Cheng Ziang nodded thoughtfully, "and showing miracles will become our important draw for the people of Kyushu. This way, we accomplish the paradoxical choice of both maintaining and expanding our distance."