"I have been the Dark Lord for three hundred years, bound not only by the power of the Abyss but also by this realm. Now I need a sharp sword to thoroughly free me from the control of the Abyss's power. Of course, this requires your cooperation. You should know that there are still seven hundred in the Dark Legion, all powerful warriors. This force is not something that can be eliminated by your temporarily assembled army!" Count Brehman smiled and said: "Of course, it's not impossible to find another way to do this, but you have grown very fast and we have witnessed your acquisition of divine grace, so you are qualified to cooperate with me."

  "So how can I assist you?"

  "I have studied the teachings and powers of your God, and I have witnessed the holy light, which is unlike any other god I've known before. I have realized the all-encompassing power within it, so I implore you, take me to your God, let her witness my repentance, my life and death, for only your God can judge and decide!" Count Brieman said, "A dark soul like mine cannot truly approach the temple of the Goddess unless I am invited as an honored guest."

  Fang Xin was truly shocked this time. He didn't know that the Dark Altar had cracked open, nor did he know that the Abyss was boiling with rage, but he understood the kind of determination his opponent had to put life and death aside in times of crisis.

  Break the cauldrons and sink the boats, in this one move.

  He saw Fang Xin in contemplation, and the Earl of Buliman thought he was hesitant, so he said again: "A new religion, although the most crucial thing is God's grace. However, the Savior's career and the elites who can lead the church to flourish during this pioneering period are also indispensable."

  "If I were to gain the favor of your divine grace, then I would help you fulfill the legend of the Savior and lay the foundation for the church. I would spread God's glory far and wide under your banner, and I also have a group of mature and responsive pastors who, if they return to the glory of God, will surely bring truth to the world!" Count Briemann knew that the most important thing for a divine messenger was to spread the glory of God, and he believed he would get the answer he wanted.

  Then, Earl Bremen indeed got the answer he wanted. Although Fang Xin was not a messenger of God, from the perspective of winning without fighting, purifying this plane, gaining light and peace to gain merit, Fang Xin would absolutely not refuse.

  Yu Ruyi was greatly moved, and Fang Xin opened his mouth: "Good, let's go to the goddess' temple immediately!"

  The door opened, and Count Buriman bowed elegantly to Fang Xindeeply. If viewed from the angle of Yu Ruyi, the holy light outside flowed out and shone on his black robe, which was flashing and resisting.

  Approaching the temple of God with it.

  Fang Xin stood in front, silently reciting the name of Hou Tu Niang, and indeed, the sacred light responded. For the time being, he did not launch an attack on Count Buryman. As for Count Buryman, he felt it was only natural that a messenger of God would have such power.

  A brief half month, the holy light outside the temple has been filled, which comes from the believers outside, praying day and night.

  "All living beings beseech me, I will surely arrive." This is the overall outline of God.

  The power of the goddess, flowing outside the temple, is as profound and unfathomable to Fang Xin as it is to Count Brieman, who also understands what this light means - an existence that is vast and boundless, almost without beginning or end, yet full of benevolence and inclusiveness.

  He fell silent, as if muttering to himself, then turned back to face his opponent with a sincere expression: "I have already contacted my loyal subordinates. Even if I fail and am not accepted by the gods, they will help you achieve the final victory. Of course, I would like to obtain divine favor so that later I can continue discussing our views on this world with you...if I still have that opportunity!"

  The Earl of Bremen bowed slightly, his expression calm: "May your glory be with God, please open the door for me!"

  Fang Xin pushed open the door, and suddenly, a flood of holy light poured out, while on the altar, the holy light shot straight up.

  Count Brieman stood tall, his black cloak already rotting under the intense holy light. He let out a hearty laugh and shed his cape and black robe, walking towards the interior with an unsteady gait, almost stumbling. Just then, Fang Xing could see that its body began to emit a burning smoke-like mist.

  Fang Xin closed the large gate and stepped down from the platform, unprepared for what he was about to see inside.

  This is between her and the goddess of the earth.

  Fang Xin ordered everyone to leave, and he was left alone in the courtyard. Although he was separated from the inside by a door, he could still faintly hear the wailing and loud protests coming from within.

  Suddenly, Fang Xin heard a scream, the scream was filled with unbearable resentment, almost from the deepest abyss, or the most terrifying and vicious curse. The scream carried a terrible magic power that could freeze the soul.

  Even though he was outside, he could still feel the intense aura of evil and darkness that burst out from inside, so much so that the entire temple shook, as if a dark specter had swept through in a fit of rage.

  Even if most of the dark forces were blocked by the temple, in an instant, everyone in the castle felt a chill in their hearts, and the cattle, sheep, chickens, and dogs were restless, jumping up and down or screaming.

  But after one burst, the screams gradually weakened and turned into curses and moans, like countless resentful voices colliding, rebounding, and coming back, producing a strange resonance.

  "This is truly a battlefield!" Fang Xin muttered to himself in a low voice.

  Finally, this long and dark night welcomed a glimmer of dawn, the moans inside slowly disappeared, and at the moment of disappearance, Yu Ruyi suddenly shook violently, Fang Xin subconsciously sank into it, and was shocked in an instant.

  A burst of white holy light suddenly broke through space, and there was also a sense of increase.

  Fang Xin was stunned for a moment, then immediately calmed down and activated the sixth star. The power came too quickly and fiercely, and in an instant, the sixth planet lit up. With a sudden shock, his soul felt a slight dizziness, and a force flowed from his soul to his body, and then from his body back to his soul.

  The sixth star has 480 units of space, but the white sacred light is still rising and fills up half of it.

  The sixth sense is a sharing contract and gift, receiving the gift will put the recipient under an obligation to the giver, its deeper meaning is that it produces a contract between the two, also the first time with the power to share and bear with others.

  Just then, the door opened and a battered man stumbled in, yet his face was filled with joy: "Thank you, my friend, praise the great goddess of the earth!"

  Fang Xin lifted his head and revealed a faint smile, making the most suitable response: "You should be praising her!"

  "Is there food and clothing?" Count Brieman leaned on the handrail in front of the temple: "I feel this kind of hunger for the first time in three hundred years."

  "Got it!" Fang Xin laughed and immediately went out, giving a few orders. He clearly felt that the other party's power had shrunk by more than 80%, leaving only about one-tenth of its original strength. However, what was left was pure darkness, untainted and unaccompanied by evil or suffering.

  At this point, the people outside sent in water, food and clothes. The earl immediately wolfed down the food and drank large gulps of water, panting for a while before putting on his clothes again.

  "What are you now?" Fang Xin asked.

  "The goddess purified my darkness, preserved my immortality and appointed me as the guardian of this facet. After you leave, I will continue to guard this facet until I atone for my sins, then I can gain complete freedom." The count said: "My power is now very weak, because everything connected with the abyss has been stripped away. However, believe me, in just a hundred years, or even fifty years, I can recover."

  "What are we going to do now?" Fang Xin nodded as expected, but these were not what he should be concerned about, nor was it what he wanted to care about at the moment.

  "I have already severed all ties with the Abyss, and everyone who became my subordinate due to the Abyss has also lost control over me. Now, the only one I can command is my loyal knight Cortade. However, it's fortunate that my departure has dealt a heavy blow to the Abyss' power in this region, and the remaining dark soldier forces will greatly decrease." The Earl's gaze gradually deepened, and the darkness in his pupils spread out at that moment. He stared into the distance: "However, the Abyss has already chosen a new messenger - Isado Hagt. You must eliminate it within a short period of time; the longer you take, the stronger it will become."

  Fang Xinde nodded, with a thousand emotions in his heart, and a sense of respect for the Earl. Who would have thought that it would end like this? But it was also reasonable.

  Walking into the darkness of the Earl's step, seeking its independence, has determined today's events. Nothing is accidental, independent.

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  Addition: I have modified, Isador Haggerty is Emmanuel, the Dark Butler, and the leader of the Dark Knights is Cortade. As for Dandy Gerolt and Glaucrat Seyn, they are the same person, just like Fang Xin and Hannit's relationship.