At this moment, the Divine Favored Power of the Lord of Dawn shone on Mephiel.

A power from Heaven Mountain awakened within him, slightly suppressing the force of the other three within him. At this moment, Mephiel appeared to clear up slightly:

"Shut up, you unfeeling half-breed dragon, watching your own daughter march to her death."

Upon hearing this, Caesar's veins bulged, filled with the urge to kill this damn bastard.

Feeling the power of the Lord of Dawn starting to inversely corrode the Divine Power of the three gods within his body and swiftly lock onto the true forms of several deities, Pope Mephiel laughed maniacally.

Mephiel wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and continued:

"When I became the Pope of the God of Love and Change, I faced the majesty of the gods.

Not like the Prince of Lies who hides his true face, nor like the already insane God of Ice.

The God of Love and Change whom I admire, She was calm and rational, possessing the power to destroy the world as a powerful deity. Her gaze held an indifference to Humans and the world, as if looking at a mere ant."

He lifted his head to look at Caesar and the Old Dragon King and said coldly:

"Since then, I've known I can never kill a deity again. Facing divine power in weakness, my heart will forever have a flaw.

But I know there are others who can, perhaps you, Caesar, or maybe that Helois Monarch.

Among you, perhaps someone will become the Elemental Monarch usurping the Elemental Authority, or something akin to a Heavenly Life, but he was once as powerless as I was before the deities."

"But I'm just an ordinary Pope, oh, now a heretic opposed to the gods, but what I oppose are those gods who have plunged into the Abyss, not the Lord of Love and Change."

"When beholding Her Sublimity, if it was divine majesty that ordinary people saw, what I saw was the deity begging me for help, constantly trying to cry out 'save me.'

As Her former Divine Favored, I could hear it, but could do nothing to help.

My power comes from faith in the gods, more 'faithful' than those so-called believers, willing to give everything, but you know, that is also a deadly poison, I cannot defy my god."

Mephiel stated his reasons calmly, his tone as tranquil as asking "Have you eaten?"

Caesar was rendered speechless for a moment.

"If there's any regret, it's that I want to see that deity once more, to try and bite off that tumor on her which made her this way, and then that Eternal Fierce Sun sought me out!"

Mephiel's eyes gleamed with fierce determination, like a beast ready to devour.

He sat in the corner, closed his eyes gently: "Caesar, I have not lost to you, neither before, nor will I ever; I only lose to myself."

Mephiel looked up at the vast sky, seemingly recalling the moment he just entered the Church of the God of Love and Change, his tone gentle yet sorrowful:

"Truly worthy of being my god, seeing me near death, the first Divine Descent to save me, it was you again!"

Mephiel reached out, instantly tearing apart his shirt, exposing strange patterns that appeared on his body, his physique gradually transforming into a metallic sheen:

"Finally reached this point... I am still the Pope, one step ahead of the gods, Pope Mephiel."

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