"..." Livia pursed her lips and did not answer, but the silence itself was an answer.

Carabosse glanced at her with pity: "Yes, just as you thought, thousands of years ago, the Cursed King Kenos failed to complete the experiment, and Mufasa the Convict decided to repeat it here.

The object is you and the soul of the Holy Son Gabriel in your body. The purpose of the experiment is to nurture this embryo into a complete god form, and the most important experimental prop is——"

She moved a step to the side, and Livia looked past the broken benches and dim and cracked stone bricks, and saw the incomplete and damaged statue of All Souls, the dusty gray-white altar under the statue, and the altar on the altar.

The original stone carving of "The First Interpretation of Spirituality" written by this saint. At the same time, Carabosse's voice came to my ears. The tone seemed very far away, coming from the horizon, but also seemed very close, and it echoed in my mind:

"As a major work written by a saint himself, it is the first article in human history to systematically analyze the nature of spirituality. The origin of the supernatural system has been discussed by countless supernatural beings, magicians and animist believers for thousands of years.

The power of faith entrusted in the manuscript "Primary Interpretation of Spirituality" that you have been searching for has even surpassed the gods of many sects. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a holy object. Once you are in the life of the Holy Son Gabrielvia,

If you touch it in its form, the power of faith will flow into your soul uncontrollably and be absorbed and assimilated by Gabriel's embryo."

"Such a huge power of faith will prompt this embryo to give birth to such a cruel and blasphemous soul. I think you can understand it without me saying it, right? Miss Livia?"

Carabosse's words echoed in the empty hall and did not disperse for a long time.

In the distance, the tragic sounds of fighting were still coming, but they seemed to be floating in the clouds, giving the nun who was lying in a pool of blood a vague feeling that was neither real nor illusory.

What is reality and what is illusion?

What have you been insisting on, and what have you given up?

Does she live as a believer in God, or as a god to believers?
Chapter completed!