The battle between Xun Ying and Mayiyami was earth-shattering. Even though Xun Ying was deliberately controlling his destructive power, several surrounding blocks were destroyed in an instant.

Mayiyami's fog demon gun was swung with thick black mist. Even if an ordinary person got a trace of this black mist, it would instantly turn into blood. Even Xun Ying had to be more careful.

But Xun Ying's swords are not just plain. Each of his swords is full of powerful power. He can cut mountains and divide seas with just one sword! His sword moves are like the divine sword of the mind, and he can pick them up at will.

The battle here is in full swing, but on the coast of Liaozhou City and near Muchui Island, it is eerily quiet.

An old man with golden light on his body stood in the void with kind eyes, looking up at the giant cicada holding up the sky.

"It's so big... I heard your story when I took over as pope. This is the first time we have met."

This old man is none other than Pope Charlie who was at Longtan Villa before!

Six tall blue cicada angels were buzzing in the air, surrounded by patches of blue cicadas, like blue clouds.

They looked at Charlie longingly. This old man had the huge power of faith that they dreamed of, but they did not dare to take action against him.

Because they knew that this old man was an equal to their god and was not someone they could covet.

"Who are you?"

A loud sound like thunder came from the Cicada Ancestor. It does not have human vocal organs, but it is not difficult for a cataclysmic creature like it to speak human language.

"I am the earthly agent of the Creator. You can call me Charlie." The old man said with a smile.

Cicada Ancestor sneered: "Creator, haha..."

"Then what are you here to do, start a war with me, negotiate for peace, or...are you here to surrender?"

"neither."

Charlie shook his head.

"I'm here to help you free yourself."

"The person who nailed you to the cross should be a certain archangel. As the earthly agent of the Creator, I can help you lighten some of your burdens, and you should be able to break free from the rest."

"In addition, this thing should also be able to further restore your strength."

Charlie waved his hand, and a crown made of thorns appeared in his hand. He waved lightly, and the crown flew out. Many cicadas rushed to fly to the crown and began to absorb the faith on the crown.

Power.

"This is a holy object given by the Creator himself. It contains some of the beliefs collected by the Creation Church over the past two thousand years. It has absorbed the power from it, and I will help you loosen the seal. You will definitely be able to get from this cross

Get out of here."

"Why are you doing this?" Chanzu asked in confusion.

To be freed from this cross has been its long-cherished wish for thousands of years.

Being bound to the cross, its strength is only slightly stronger than the average catastrophic level, which makes it extremely uncomfortable for the once all-powerful one.

But Charlie's attitude was so weird that he dared not accept those tempting gifts.

Charlie looked at the Cicada Ancestor lovingly: "God loves all things, and you are naturally among all things. Being restrained for such a long time has already achieved the purpose of punishment. It is also in line with the will of the Creator to release you now."

"God loves all things... don't be so hypocritical and tell your true purpose." Cicada Ancestor didn't believe Charlie's lies.

Charlie said calmly: "Then let me tell you the truth. The complete you are almost unmatched by anyone in this world. I hope that after you come out, you can accept the worship of the Creation Church, and then I can use your power to

Make Genesis Church great again!”

"Are you crazy?"

Chanzu's body shook, and he looked at Charlie in shock, wondering what was wrong with his brain to say such a thing.

It can almost be regarded as the mortal enemy of the Church of Creation. It wants to completely annihilate the Church of Creation every day. From the standpoint of the Church of Creation, it should be the most terrifying heresy. Even if this old man has Alzheimer's disease, he should not

Have this idea.

The clouds in the sky dispersed, and a ray of sunshine fell on Charlie, making him look golden:

"This sounds a little crazy, but I think it makes sense. We can't kill you, and you will escape sooner or later, so coexisting with you is our only option."

Chan Zu sneered: "I have no reason to promise you. The crown of thorns is already in my hands. I don't need to cooperate with you to get out."

"Yeah?"

Charlie waved, and the crown that had fallen into Cicada's hands reappeared in his hands, and the power of faith that had been sucked away turned into strands of white light and flew back into the crown.

"The crown of thorns is a sacred object given by the Creator himself. These puppets of yours cannot take away the faith in it. If you don't agree to my conditions, you will continue to be bound here for thousands of years."

"Actually, the deal I proposed is beneficial to both of us. You feed on faith. If the Creation Church is destroyed, you will not find delicious food in this world. And if you can let the Church regain its beauty,

Glory, then 30% of the faith harvested by the church in this world will be yours!"

"It will be more cost-effective in the long run than if you destroy the church. If the two of us continue to fight, it will be a loss for both of us. Cooperation can be a win-win situation. I hope you will consider it carefully."

Cicada Ancestor fell silent. It didn't want to and didn't dare to leave this world, so Charlie's proposal seemed to be the best for it. So after thinking for a moment, Cicada Ancestor said to Charlie:

"Four percent."

Charlie smiled: "Deal!"

The crown of thorns flew out of his hand and landed on the body of Cicada Ancestor, causing his body to quickly fill up. The power of faith contained in it was much more than the energy it stole from the church by killing it!

Then Charlie half-knelt in the air and began to pray. The sunlight on his body quietly turned into divine light, penetrating through the nails on Cicada Ancestor's body and began to loosen faintly.

Every cell in Cicada Ancestor's body was jumping for joy, but there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes. What this old human man said was actually a fart.

Forty percent does seem like a lot, but after it enslaves all the creatures in the world, wouldn't it be more beautiful to let them all believe in themselves, and there is no need to transform their beliefs.

Moreover, this old man probably has no good intentions. Once he agrees to his conditions, there is no telling what will happen later. The entire Creation Church, from the Creator on down, is good at conspiracy and conspiracy, so a win-win situation is impossible.

If they believe that they will win in the end, they will be the only ones who win.
Chapter completed!