The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1256 - 372: The Day of Harvest Has Come

On the other end of the Void Realm, the Pope of the Solipsi people was kneeling before the massive Holy Stone, devoutly conducting his prayers before nightfall.

This is a tradition passed down through generations of the Solipsi people.

However, to be honest, he actually believed more in the power of gold than in the elusive Divine. After all, in his memory, the Church had never achieved anything with mysterious power but had accomplished many things with money.

Although it was said that the giant stone before him once bestowed harvest to the ancestors living on this land, who has truly seen that True God?

Perhaps——

The ancestors might have been mistaken.

After all, the Solipsi people are very skilled at farming.

They have many hands and can operate different tools simultaneously. They are smart enough, having invented many useful tools a long time ago.

As long as they are diligent, they will be the wealthiest beings on this land.

As for how they came to this world and who created them, to be honest... he didn't really care that much.

Of course, deep down, there was still a slight yearning—he wished to see that Lord who existed only in legends.

Many prophets claimed to have seen Him, even painting His image on the walls around the Holy Stone—a smooth face without tendrils, with two lonely eyes hanging on a pipe.

To be honest, he thought it was ordinary, even though many theologians regarded it as a treasure, claiming they comprehended the truth of the universe from the star-like deep eyes of the True God!

But no matter what, if that Lord truly existed, He might have a way to save the Solipsi people who are constantly sliding into the Abyss of desire.

Their world is too narrow, already insufficient to feed their insatiable ambition, and sadly, they cannot find a way to leave this world.

Perhaps his piety had finally been perceived by his "Lord".

Just as his faith was about to completely enter a void, and as he fell asleep during the long prayers, a majestic yet unfamiliar voice suddenly rang clear in his mind——

"The time has come..."

"Who?!"

The Pope was startled with fear, looking around in panic, but found no one around. Only himself was at the spacious Holy Pool.

Out of shock, all the tendrils on his body instantly tightened, twisting into a mess resembling a braided rope.

He looked around in panic, but could not pinpoint the source of the voice. However, quickly, that bone-deep fear was replaced by indescribable ecstasy.

It was the Lord's voice!

Their Main God had, for the first time in five hundred years, responded to their prayers!

From those faint whispers, he vaguely heard a muddled pronunciation, which seemed to be the name of the True God——

Could it be Colin?

"My Lord!" Tears flowed freely, as countless facial tendrils trembled violently, "You... you have finally responded to your humble servant!"

Even more exhilarating was that the sacred gaze did not close due to his call, but instead opened its eyes wide!

He could feel that great will still residing on the Holy Stone, watching his soul, humble as dust, with a loving gaze!

He could even feel His heavy breath!

Gathering his courage, he tentatively formulated his first question in his heart: "Colin... is this your name, my Lord?"

The notes expelled from his mouth transformed into pure spiritual signals, converting into a frequency understandable by the mages of the Academic State through the resonance effect of Source Power.

This is a pioneering research of the Source Magic School——

Although they couldn't comprehend the writing of the Otherworldly People, they could hear some inspired individuals' whispers as if originating from the depths of the soul!

Within Colin Tower, sensing the spiritual signals fed back through the Magic Array, a pleased smile crept on Luo Yan's lips.

Language did not seem to be a barrier to communication.

But that was also normal.

They weren't using sound to communicate originally but were using a force closer to the universe's root than Extraordinary Power——

That is the soul!

Through the Array, a concise and powerful response was transmitted to the soul that pulsed with heat and beat——

"Yes."

"I permit you to call my true name directly."

After receiving the affirmative answer, the Pope's body trembled even more fiercely.

He immediately prostrated himself on the ground, pressing all his tendrils tightly against the cold floor, and began confessing his sins.

"My Lord, supreme True God, respected Colin, please forgive your servant's greed! As you see, I gathered gold in your name, but allow me to defend my sins. All I have done is not out of personal desire!"

He paused for a moment and continued to confess without pausing.

"All I have done is because the Church's power has bloated like a runaway horse galloping in the endless wilderness. As the leader entrusted by you to manage worldly authority, I can only use this worldly wealth to fill the endless desires and ambitions of the believers! I implore you to forgive my sins, my most devout Lord, please grant your lost servant guidance!"

Luo Yan demanded nothing of him, nor did he make any judgment on his behavior, but, like a kind and majestic father, he descended a blessing from the Divine upon his child.

"I forgive your sin, and I shall bestow upon you power above that of mortals, and you need only do one thing for me."

The Pope was moved to tears, thick liquid seeping down from the tendrils and soaking his robe, laying a muddy swamp on the sacred floor.