I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means

The originally sleeping "Belial" suddenly opened his eyes on the bed and turned his head to look at the window beside him.

Outside the window, one could see the seemingly sleeping Gray Castle, tranquil yet filled with an eerie atmosphere.

After leaving Igor's dream, Lis entered the dreams of several other members of the Hunting Temple.

Like Igor, these people's dreams had a special dual existence.

The outer layer was their normal dream, reflecting their innermost hopes.

Some dreamt of becoming superior and wielding all power, while others longed for a peaceful life with family...

However, hidden beneath the outer dream, the inner Dream World was a battlefield bathed in blood.

Moreover, within each bloody battlefield appeared the phantom of Lune.

Given this situation, Lis had roughly guessed the cause.

The reason each person's dream was like this should be the arrangement of the Hunting Divine Son Lune.

These Transcendents of the Hunting Temple were chosen through the Hunting Ceremony.

Whether descendants of Hunting Temple members or commoners selected through the Hunting Ceremony.

This has already become a norm in this small world; all members of the Hunting Temple have such experiences.

During the Hunting Ceremony, they entered a special place to receive the strength bestowed by the Divine Son "Lune."

This was also the different place visited in Lis's dreams.

The places where these Transcendents of the Hunting Temple saw Lune varied.

Or, through the Hunting Ceremonies held by Hunting Temples in different cities, they would go to the Hidden places within those Hunting Temples.

And there, "Lune" was present.

Precisely because of this discovery, Lis determined that those should all be the special Avatars of "Lune."

And the purpose was likely to "bestow" power to new members of the Hunting Temple.

However, Lis didn't believe that Lune would selflessly share his strength with others.

Just like Igor and the others said, after accepting Lune's power, they would worship Lune from the bottom of their hearts.

The phantom of Lune in Igor and the others' hearts should be a special mark left by Lune deep in their minds.

On one hand, guiding them to offer their belief to Lune, on the other hand, possibly serving as some kind of backup plan.

It was precisely because of this mental influence that Igor and the others' Dream Space underwent such changes.

And regarding Lune's purpose in doing this, Lis also had a rough guess.

According to Igor and the others, although they hadn't seen Lune since, whenever they thought of Lune, they felt a deep-seated Fear, as if facing a natural enemy.

Besides the influence of the mental mark, there should also be reasons related to Lune himself.

Perhaps to Lune, the Transcendents of the Hunting Temple are reserved provisions on his path to Becoming a God?

Then this small world is indeed tragic...

Lis sighed slightly in his heart.

The small world is like ordinary people living in Brown Village, provisions for the Transcendents of the Hunting Temple.

And the Transcendents of the Hunting Temple might all be provisions prepared by Lune for himself.

Lune truly lives up to being the Divine Son of an Evil God; such schemes indeed have the style of an Evil God.

After all, for Evil Gods, making ordinary people Fear them is the most normal way to collect belief.

Lis has experienced many things and knows the style of these Evil God believers, so he is unwilling to interact with these Evil God believers.

Of course, it doesn't mean the Church of the Gods won't have similar occurrences.

But because of the presence of those Divine beings, the Divine Officers of the Church of the Gods mostly adhere to the rules set by the Divine, protecting ordinary people.

Thinking of this, Lis did nothing else.

As he speculated, it should only be during the Lune Great Hunting Ceremony that the final changes here would be seen.

...

A few days later,

as time passed, more and more people came to this area.

Gradually, the cabin where Lis was staying also filled with people.

Besides the children who arrived initially, the people who arrived later were increasingly older.

Perhaps unable to find so many children, they could only capture older people?

However, those who came here were all in a state controlled by the priests of the Hunting Temple.

Thanks to merging a small piece of [Phillips Crystal], Lis could sense the [Phillips Crystal]'s status.

According to his speculation, the [Phillips Crystal] opening the space channel to this small world wouldn't last for many more days.

But fortunately, it seems that the preparations for the Lune Great Hunting Ceremony are almost complete.

Of course, Lis's preparations are almost complete as well.

...

Two days later,

everyone was brought to the foothills of a faintly bloody mountain range.

At this moment, the mountain range resembled a sleeping giant serpent coiled on the ground, shrouded by a layer of dark red haze in the sky, so oppressive it made breathing difficult.

The priests of the Hunting Temple were dressed in black robes embroidered with Mysterious and complex runes, flickering with a cold light in the dim light.

Their expressions solemn, they weaved through the crowd, leading out the ordinary people brought here from the cabins.

Under the control of the priests, these people seemed to be manipulated by invisible hands, standing row by row in the open space at the mountain's base.

Nearly ten thousand of them crowded the area at the mountain's base, with almost no space between people, like a flock of sheep being herded.

Each person stood like a wooden doll, staying quietly at their spot with no reaction to the outside world.

Meanwhile, the grand doors of the Gray Castle, standing like a beast on the mountain not far away, slowly opened, emitting a deep and prolonged sound, like the low growl of a beast awakening.

A group of people streamed out from the castle, marching onto the path leading to the mountain range.

These people wore various refined Equipment and weapons, with each exuding an aura of Extraordinary Power, clearly all members of the Hunting Temple.

In the crowd, some gathered in groups of two or three, conversing quietly, their eyes revealing mutual understanding and trust, clearly forming a well-coordinated team. They were discussing plans for after entering the mountain, seemingly prepared to face any danger.

While others ventured into the mountain alone, their heads held high, eyes showing disdain and arrogance.

Their looks at others carried a hint of Taunt, as if mocking those who sought warmth in numbers for their ability to seize ultimate victory.

Two days later,

everyone was brought to the foothills of a faintly bloody mountain range.

At this moment, the mountain range resembled a sleeping giant serpent coiled on the ground, shrouded by a layer of dark red haze in the sky, so oppressive it made breathing difficult.

The priests of the Hunting Temple were dressed in black robes embroidered with Mysterious and complex runes, flickering with a cold light in the dim light.

Their expressions solemn, they weaved through the crowd, leading out the ordinary people brought here from the cabins.

Under the control of the priests, these people seemed to be manipulated by invisible hands, standing row by row in the open space at the mountain's base.

Nearly ten thousand of them crowded the area at the mountain's base, with almost no space between people, like a flock of sheep being herded.

Each person stood like a wooden doll, staying quietly at their spot with no reaction to the outside world.

Meanwhile, the grand doors of the Gray Castle, standing like a beast on the mountain not far away, slowly opened, emitting a deep and prolonged sound, like the low growl of a beast awakening.

A group of people streamed out from the castle, marching onto the path leading to the mountain range.

These people wore various refined Equipment and weapons, with each exuding an aura of Extraordinary Power, clearly all members of the Hunting Temple.

In the crowd, some gathered in groups of two or three, conversing quietly, their eyes revealing mutual understanding and trust, clearly forming a well-coordinated team. They were discussing plans for after entering the mountain, seemingly prepared to face any danger.

While others ventured into the mountain alone, their heads held high, eyes showing disdain and arrogance.

Their looks at others carried a hint of Taunt, as if mocking those who sought warmth in numbers for their ability to seize ultimate victory.