Three days had passed since the conference in Wingdom City…
Uneasy peace descended upon the Cygni Continent.
The Humans and the Jinns also seed to have co to an unspoken understanding—that all hostilities were on a temporary ceasefire until the High-Tier Gates started to open.
Both sides wasted no ti, silently making their preparations for the upcoming battle. Except for a certain group of people who were currently eting in a secluded location in the Cygni Continent.
All of them were wearing masks and black cloaks.
Clearly, they were hiding their true identities. If people found out they were mbers of the Church of Destruction, those who believed the Jinns were the world's true saviors, humanity would surely launch a crusade against them for betraying their own kind.
Of course, none of them cared.
They would rather watch the world burn than let the corrupt Monarch Clans and Prestigious Families trample over them as if they were ants.
For the first ti since their organization was founded, the Archbishop declared that all those who held high positions in the Church of Destruction were to co to their very first grand eting.
They were in an underground bunker, secretly built by the executives of their church, which now served as their eting place.
"Thank you for coming, my brothers and sisters through faith," the Archbishop, who was wearing a black ceremonial robe with golden embroidery on it, said with a smile.
"The ti has finally co for the world to embrace our new Masters and the true saviors of the world. They, who will co en masse a week from now, will cleanse this world of evil and start a new world order!"
The mbers of the church all raised their hands and started their chant.
"""We are the last rcy!"""
"""We are the last rcy!"""
"""We are the last rcy!"""
The Archbishop then raised his hand, gesturing for everyone to calm down.
"The real reason why I gathered all of you here today is to introduce you to the one who will open the gates of destruction and deliver the corrupt leaders of this world to their doom!"
The Archbishop paused to let everyone digest his words before he continued his speech.
"Many of you thought that I was the leader of this church, but in truth, I am only a figurehead," the Archbishop stated. "I am rely following the orders of our true Lord, who wished to bring a lasting peace to this world."
The Archbishop then moved to the side and bowed to the spot where he originally stood a while ago.
Suddenly, a red dinsional gate appeared, prompting the followers of the Church of Destruction to cheer and chant once more.
The Dinsional Gate opened wider until it was ten ters wide.
When everyone saw the beings who were standing on the opposite side of the gate, all of them knelt on the ground and offered their greetings.
The Archbishop knelt as well and was the first one to offer his greetings.
"We offer our greetings to our Masters."
""We offer our greetings to our Masters!""
""We offer our greetings to our Masters!""
""We offer our greetings to our Masters!""
Standing on the other side of the portal were Camazotz, Kamrusepa, and Paimon.
All three of them unleashed the power of their ranks, making everyone understand that they were seeing three Majins far stronger than the Monarchs of their world.
"It's ti for a new world order to take over this world," Kamrusepa said with a smile. "And all of you will be the pillars that will make it happen. Right now, we have chosen our own Champion, who will lead this organization.
"He is soone very familiar to you all, and I hope you will support him. Since his identity is very sensitive, I hope that all of you will keep it a secret. For now, you will refer to him as Thirteen."
As soon as Kamrusepa finished speaking, she moved aside, and soone dressed in black armor appeared behind her.
A green gem shone faintly from the armor's chest, and a pair of green glowing eyes looked at the followers, as if seeing right through their souls.
Since he was covered by the black armor from head to toe, none of them could tell who he was.
Thirteen stepped out of the red portal, making the believers look at him with crazed gazes. After all, he was the champion that was chosen by the Majins, who would lead them to a new era of prosperity.
Suddenly, a young lady appeared beside him.
The believers couldn't help but look in her direction because the mont she appeared, the room they were in seed to brighten.
She was the most beautiful lady they had ever seen in their lives. She looked so perfect that she seed unreal at the sa ti.
Thirteen then snapped his fingers, and a golden throne appeared behind him.
He then sat on it and looked down at the followers of the Church of Destruction as if he were a king.
Princess Aracelle then knelt on the side of the throne and rested her head on Thirteen's lap, showing a face filled with bliss.
A mont later, a pair of white phoenix wings appeared behind her back, making everyone realize she wasn't human but a Majin.
Just as everyone thought that the "climax" was finally over, another powerful presence descended upon them.
This presence was more powerful than the three Majins who stood on the other side of the portal.
"I am tatron," tatron said in a sinister voice that made Thirteen give the God of the Apocalypse a thumbs up in his heart. "And I am the God who wishes to see the end of the world.
"All of you who share the sa belief are my children. Forget about Laplace Demon, forget about The One—those two have no power here. We will reign supre!"
tatron laughed like a third-rate villain, making the followers beco more fanatical with their worship.
"""We will reign Supre! Long Live tatron!"""
"""We will reign Supre! Long Live tatron!"""
"""We will reign Supre! Long Live tatron!"""
Seeing how lively everyone was, the God of the Apocalypse chuckled. Clearly, he was in a good mood because he was the true sponsor behind the Church of Destruction.
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