Chapter 703 - 390: The Grand Curtain Rises (2-in-1)

Mother Goddess Land.

On this land, there seems to be an everlasting aura of solemnity and heaviness, and the faces of the believers appear to carry only the expression of reverence.

Calm, indifferent, solemn... The believers here almost fulfill every imagination that ordinary people have of devout believers.

Nesektasi, the inner city giant in the heart of Mother Goddess Land, boasts towering and sturdy walls, making anyone feel insignificant when they look up.

However, compared to the Mother Tree Mountain at its central heart, it seems just like the edge of a pot, appearing small and insignificant.

View from above the sky.

A continuous stream of people formed by gathered believers constantly surges, flowing from outside Nesektasi into the inner Mother Tree Mountain.

And beneath Mother Tree Mountain, countless Mother Goddess believers have already surrounded and knelt, motionless, muttering prayers softly, their expressions showing unparalleled devotion, as if performing the most noble and grand act of their lives.

They regard the Mother Goddess as the sole Faith.

Abandoning desires, even forsaking part of their humanity, all to seek... transcendence in the teachings.

In the sky, beneath Mother Tree Mountain.

On the vast mountain body, dark blue with specks of dark red sprinkled-like glowing soil falls from the branch-like peaks, bathing in the crowd.

It falls onto the bodies of the believers.

The believers who are bathed in this glowing soil immediately have a gaze distinctly different from ordinary people, bearing a touch of transcendence beyond the earthly world.

Then, he slowly stands up, and his body emanates a glow.

He raises his head, spreads his arms, and his body slowly ascends towards the Mother Tree Mountain in the sky...

Believers around him begin to rise, one after another.

This is ascension.

True transcendental ascension according to the Mother Goddess Church teachings, capable of releasing all earthly pains, becoming attendants of the Mother Goddess, no longer to sink...

Many pioneers have already witnessed the authenticity of ascension.

All believers in Mother Goddess Land deeply believe in this.

However, the number of ascending believers is not many.

Only a small portion of believers can touch glowing soil and attain that ideal transcendence.

The remaining Mother Goddess believers who are bathed in glowing soil but do not ascend mostly have eyes filled with disappointment and pain, which soon turn into greater resolve...

At the crown of Mother Tree Mountain.

On the enormous trunk of Mother Tree Mountain, there stands a giant high platform and a magnificent palace, with parts of Mother Tree Mountain extending from this center in all directions like "branches", firmly wrapping around here.

The bodies of ascended believers are peacefully and neatly arranged in front of the palace.

And their souls, witnessing it all.

Yet, no one feels surprised or strange, their eyes filled with the naturalness and tranquility.

Shed the perishable flesh, no longer bear the pains of the worldly existence, serve the Mother Goddess in the eternal form of the soul, guide the path for more people, isn’t this... transcendence and ascension?

Dong...

At the top of the palace.

A tall man, wearing the Pope’s Crown, with an indifferent expression slowly stands up, the strangely shaped scepter in his hand pounding on the ground, emitting a sound.

Behind him is a massive round table, surrounded by a variety of high-tier beings, not limited to humans, all waiting calmly for the man to speak.

After a while.

He withdraws his gaze, looking back, speaks indifferently.

"My Lord is about to awaken, before this, ensure no heretics enter Mother Goddess Land again."

"Yes." A group of high-tier beings sound in unison, as if sharing one collective mind.

"And also." Suddenly he glances at a place: "Keep an eye on the emerging church near Kizi."

Under his gaze is a high-tier being with a chicken head and fish body, floating in the air.

Upon receiving his instructions, it nods solemnly.

After saying this.

He slightly lifts his hand, signaling they may leave.

Immediately after, he turns his body backward again, leaving only the back of a figure seated at the main seat...

...

The Evil Fierce Sun casts its malevolent rays.

Endless Demon Fire fiercely burns.

"Cackle cackle cackle!"

Shrill and wicked war cries resonate, the sound of blood splashing accompanied by the burning blaze.

A slender-bodied, sharp-clawed little demon with wings on its back clutches a gruesome blood-drenched head, its eyelids still twitching, seemingly dead in confusion.

The little demon grins viciously, its vertical pupils tighten, and it bites down hard, tearing off a piece of the scalp.

"Delicious!"

Then, it viciously rips open the head, grabbing the warm brain and feasting.

In the battle between two powerful demons, this little demon opportunistically reaps valuable spoils.

If it were to devour this head and grow smoothly for a period, it could very possibly become a powerful demon.

However, there are often unforeseen occurrences.

Wham—

With a loud noise, a large chunk at the mouth of the lava cave where the little demon was situated is forcibly dug away.

The little demon and the rocks on the ground vanish without a trace, leaving only some fearsome Demon Fire flashing the arrival of a formidable presence...

In the sky.

Crunch crunch crunch.

The corpulent and massive Tusked Demon King constantly chews up the food in its mouth, including Sea of Demon rocks, minerals, and... the corpses of other demons.

Every time it flies a certain distance, it extends a gigantic demon claw, casually picking up food from the ground to devour.