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Holy Terra.

The Emperor, who had not returned to the palace for a long time, was now wandering the corridors that had not yet been rebuilt. No one knew of his arrival.

The scale of the palace is too large, and because of its uniqueness and artistry, it is very difficult to restore. There are many places that have not been repaired, and even the traces left by the war have not been removed.

The bullet marks, the traces left by the explosion of the gunpowder, the fragments of the soldiers' armor... all these add up to make this have a completely different temperament.

Ruined, almost ruined—the Lord of Humans walked among the ruins. There was the whistling of the aircraft above his head, and he didn't need to look up to know that it was the latest transport ship, which was full of grain seeds.

It's about to go to a planned planting area northwest of Terra, where they'll be sown. Terra, who had lost the last piece of soil for an unknown period of time, finally ushered in rebirth.

So is the empire.

So is he.

The Emperor raised his head and stared at the scratches left in the sky after the transport had gone away—he and the Empire had been rescued, but the rescuer was now in a predicament.

Spiritual energy poured out from the void, and golden flames rose and fell one after another, wrapping around his body. His eyes turned golden, and in the flames, his body began to change gradually.

From the ordinary barbarian of the Eurasian continent, he turned into a tall man in exquisite power armor, wearing a laurel crown. He closed his eyes, and a tree man he had seen before was 'pulled' out of the void by him.

It was still wearing its comical pajamas, but its eyes that were supposed to be lit were dimmed, and it didn't even respond when the Emperor pulled it out.

The Lord of Humans raised his hand, and a tiny psychic energy that belonged to him shot out from his fingertips. After the tree man's dead body received this psychic energy, even the withered branches and leaves were revived.

After a few seconds, the tree man's body was revived again. The eyes lit up, and a green ray of vitality circulated in them.

"Ah, isn't this my second favorite customer!" It just woke up and waved enthusiastically at the Emperor.

"Second favorite?"

"You want to know who my number one favorite customer is?"

"Slightly interested." The Emperor nodded. "It's okay if you don't want to say it."

"I'm sorry, customer." A smile appeared on the tree man's face. "This is a trade secret. I never reveal the identities of my customers. Privacy is very important, what do you think?"

The emperor did not smile, but nodded calmly: "Let's talk about business directly, are you still leading people to cross the border?"

"Of course! It's my most profitable business."

The Treant winked at the Emperor: "...So, what do you have to do with me this time?"

"The same, cross-border, alone. But I need to ask you one more thing."

"Please - I'll charge as appropriate."

The tree man rubbed his hands expectantly. In all fairness, he likes to deal with people like the Emperor very much-you know, money is more expensive and less checkout is fast, but such customers are hard to find with a lantern.

"How much do you know about deification? I mean belief in deity."

"what!"

The tree man clapped his hands vigorously, and exclaimed in his mouth: "Then you have found the right person. There are not 10,000 belief gods that I have killed—wait, what did you just say about deification?"

"Yes." The Emperor nodded expressionlessly.

"Then the situation is completely different."

The tree man's expression suddenly became serious, and it even took out a pair of glasses for himself and put it on from nowhere, and it looked extremely funny.

But its tone was not at all funny.

"First, before we begin, I have to ask you - do you want to reverse the process of deification, or speed it up?"

"Reverse," the Emperor said without hesitation. "And, I want no side effects."

The tree man's expression did not relax in the slightest, but was still serious: "Deification is a rare phenomenon, different from phenomena such as ascending a **** or becoming a **** naturally. to a qualitative change caused by too many beliefs.”

"Faith is complex and harmful, especially for us mages - I can give you the bottom line, the mages of the White Tower Council are extremely resistant to such things as gods, because it is nothing to us and poison the difference."

The tree man pushed his glasses: "A thousand people who believe in you will have a thousand different ideas. This person may think you are a kind god, but another person will think you are unreasonable. god......"

"Adding all these together, the fragmented beliefs will increase the power of the deified person while swallowing up his original personality - no, it is more like a **** that is completely in line with the believers' imagination was born from their bodies."

"This is the side effect of faith." The tree man said solemnly. "This process can be reversed, but according to the length of the period, the method of reversal is different, and the consequences are also different."

"He's still in the early days," the Emperor replied immediately. "He can still maintain the unity of will and personality, his strength is not affected, and his beliefs are not fully exposed."

The tree man nodded: "That's good, the solution is actually very simple."

It took off its own glasses and showed its philistine look and attentive smile again: "Then, my dear customer, let's talk about compensation?"

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Angron let go of the hand holding the tree man's arm in disgust, jumped down from the air, and splashed a cloud of smoke and dust on the ground.

He doesn't like to be in contact with this kind of alien, but for what, he can endure it.

The tree man clearly sensed his disgust, but he still smiled and didn't care at all. It floated in the air, opened a black portal, and got in. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com did not forget to wave goodbye to Angron.

"Good luck, sir! Remember to call me when you've gathered the materials, and I'll be there!"

With a gloomy face, Angron waved at it, indicating that he already knew. The tree man then got into the portal and left, leaving him alone.

The Emperor said why he was chosen to carry out this mission, Angron didn't really care about those reasons, such as only he had made a sober crossover, etc... In his opinion, he carried out this mission because As it should be.

The dark metal surged like running water, covering his cold and hard face. The ferocious helmet was fully revealed, the scarlet goggles surging with blood like a living thing, the high-temperature steam gushing out from his back, and the surging, blood-like cape popped out from behind the shoulder armor.

The Lord of Red Sand stands here.

- He's about to start a killing in the name of salvation.

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