Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!

Chapter 1096 291: Turmoil on the Holy Mountain · The Fall of Mistro, Total War, Anderson's Yearning for Redemption

But now, the god who led him down this path denies his actions.

Isn't this telling him that everything he's done, all his painstaking efforts for justice, is fundamentally wrong?

This blow is even more overwhelming than the failure to dethrone Mephiel.

An unprecedented sense of defeat suffuses his heart. At this moment, Mistro feels as if the light around him has dimmed.

"Is this war really unavoidable?"

Mistro's expression is somewhat gloomy.

He is an elder of the Dawn Lord Church, baptized by the fleeting years; for so many years, the heresy tribunal of the Lord of Dawn has been active across the continent, cooperating with various powers to combat evil.

He has witnessed too much of the world's darkness, so much so that he can often see that the real culprits of evil's perpetuation are those who brandish their authority while seated in positions of power.

Thus, he firmly believes that Mephiel's choice must be wrong.

Especially in initiating war, when there are clearly more ways to solve the issues, yet it eventually turned into a result where everyone grieves.

This result, he does not accept.

And at this moment, feeling the surroundings dark and silent, a thought flashed through his mind, a thought deemed utterly rebellious for a Judgment Chief—

If everything I've seen over the years is based on reality, a correct hypothesis verified by history, then all my actions are correct, genuinely aimed at guiding the world towards a faster and better direction.

Then... who is truly wrong? Is it the god?

This notion that would never have occurred to him in the past quietly rooted in his heart, only to be rapidly eradicated by him.

He used all his experience to restrain himself from overthinking, yet at such a moment, he saw Mephiel's smiling expression above.

Honestly, there wasn't even a trace of mockery on his face.

But this lack of mockery in the smile represents the most significant ridicule in the heart of Judge Mistro.

It's as if Mephiel foresaw the outcome long ago, quietly watching his desperate struggle, giving a glimmer of hope only to extinguish it rapidly.

Such cold and cruel reality.

According to the plan with Robert, if there was an opportunity to dethrone Mephiel, they could leverage the new Pope's platform to voice for peace.

In this way, even Mephiel himself could not prevent the newly appointed Pope from advocating his proposals.

At that point, they could, by promoting these proposals, further influence other churches and prevent the outbreak of an avoidable war.

Robert and Mistro were prepared to establish channels of communication between the opposing sides to prevent the escalation of conflict, starting with an exchange with the Church of the Pure God.

As long as the Church of the Pure God gained a deeper understanding of Kael's situation, debunked the non-existent 'Abyss Threat', and leveraged Robert's ambiguous relationship with Kael, a mutual understanding and consensus could be reached.

But now everything died before it could truly begin.

Thinking of this, Mistro's expression gradually darkened.

…

The Holy Hall Council has ended.

As expected, the commotion at today's council would spread rapidly across the Holy Mountain and soon echo throughout the sacred Briania in less than half a month.

Then everyone would know that Mephiel, despite doing nothing, effortlessly shattered all the scheming by mid-to-high ranking members of the Dawn Lord Church who supported Archbishop Robert.

More terrifyingly, the entity supporting Pope Mephiel isn't even Human, but divine.

The god chose Mephiel to be the Pope of the Dawn Lord Church.

Once this concept is established, it won't become a tool for certain entities to attack Pope Mephiel's prestige, but rather the basis for Pope Mephiel's legitimacy.

For the faithful, if Mephiel received the choice of the god they approve, it means he is indeed the most suitable for the church in the eyes of the god.

Thus, Mephiel's prestige, initially shaken by the incident, not only did not decrease but instead increased after being impeached by the many.

After all… Pope Mephiel has gained divine approval!

…

In a dark corner of the Holy Mountain, a faint voice echoed: "I'm here, how are your preparations?"

A raspy voice rang out, and soon a figure emerged from the shadows.

"Have you made up your mind, Mistro? Once started, there's no turning back."