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In the classical city filled with fanatical emotions, Wang Zhifan let go of his perception and began his own actions.

His primary goal was to find a saint, which was not difficult for him after experiencing the big event just now. After all, the saints descended to the earth in front of him.

"At present, this city should have fallen into the hands of at least two saints, but the aura of one of them disappeared. It is estimated that he used a secret ability. The aura of the other one is not concealed at all. You can go and take a look."

Activating the space teleportation ability of the Infinite Shoes, Wang Zhifan's figure immediately disappeared from the spot, and in the blink of an eye he appeared outside a huge temple more than ten kilometers away, hundreds of meters away from the temple.

This temple is not only magnificent and golden, but also has hundreds of priests and believers inside. At this moment, these priests and believers can be seen gathering together and collectively saluting a tall and mighty middle-aged man in golden armor inside the temple.

"Great God of War! You have descended upon the most loyal temple..."

The old pastor who was in the lead was extremely excited, and seemed to want to give a moving speech to the man in golden armor, but before he could start speaking, he was suppressed by the other party's slightly raised hand.

"My followers, call me the Saint from now on! Because before I pass the test of the God of Gods and return to the Kingdom of God, I am not a true God of War..."

This saint seemed to have a straightforward and open personality. He corrected the believers' way of addressing him on the spot, emphasizing that he was no longer a powerful god of war who held the power of war, but a saint who had accepted the test of the God above Gods.

Although no one explained the differences in detail, Wang Zhifan, who was outside the temple, relied on his strong perception to detect a lot and began to ponder it in his mind.

"Now I can confirm that the person in the temple is the God of War. In my perception, he is very powerful in his saintly state, but not to the extent that I can't compare with him. He is completely different from the divine-level power that I have encountered before...

If this saint didn’t use some means to conceal his power, it means that the saint form is many times weaker than the true god form, and there is indeed a possibility that he will be hunted by a powerful being..."

What Wang Zhifan is doing now, to put it simply, is to make a rough assessment of the saint's strength level, so as to determine how he needs to communicate with the saint and how to guard against possible hostile attacks from the other side.

At the beginning of the copy, he was not clear about the behavior style of the saints, so he had to be cautious. Therefore, after the first investigation, Wang Zhifan decided to send out his clone to test it, while the original body quietly retreated away.

After a while, one of his clones appeared at the entrance of the temple and said to the guards guarding the gate:
"Please tell His Excellency the Saint that a senior professional wants to see you."

After saying this, he deliberately let his clone release the powerful aura that he had prepared in advance to prove that what he said was true.

"Let the little guy outside in."

Before the temple guards could respond, a man's deep and loud voice was heard from the temple. It was the saint himself.

Wang Zhifan's clone then passed the temple guards who made way and came into the temple.

At this time, there were still so many believers and priests in the temple. With everyone's attention focused on them, it put a lot of pressure on people, but Wang Zhifan's clone behaved very calmly.

He walked slowly before the saint who was watching him and said:
"Your Excellency, the great Saint, I am a professional warrior with rich experience. I have long admired your great glory. I sincerely hope to join your army and become a chosen one to help you return to the Kingdom of God as soon as possible..."

Wang Zhifan's words sounded very direct, and he actually did it on purpose.

Because he knew too little about this world and didn't know what the normal process of applying to be a voter was, so instead of wasting time asking, it would be better to just rush in. He could understand a lot of information through the saint's response and save a lot of time.

Just as he had expected before taking action, as soon as he finished speaking, the many eyes in the entire temple staring at him began to have different meanings.

Some priests seemed to be suppressing their laughter, their eyes hinted at the mockery of country folk making a fool of themselves. Some believers looked at them unkindly, probably because they thought it was very rude of a person who appeared out of nowhere to want to become a saint. A small number of people looked surprised, and they were obviously shocked by the strong confidence and courage of the visitor.

Wang Zhifan didn't care about other people's opinions. He looked at the middle-aged man in golden armor standing in front of him. The man in golden armor also scanned his whole body with a sharp gaze like a knife, and then responded with a smile:

"Little guy, I welcome you to join my army, but you still have a long way to go before you can become one of my voters...

The first step is that you need to prove your loyalty and ability to me, such as launching a large-scale war that lasts for more than a hundred years.

The second step is to wait for the three voters under my command to vacate their positions...

Go down, and come see me again when you have met these conditions."

After the saint finished speaking, he slightly raised his hand and turned the clone that Wang Zhifan sent to him into invisible. There was no doubt that he had already seen through the nature of the clone.

Wang Zhifan's real body was ten kilometers away at this time. He didn't have much opinion about his clone being eliminated. After all, it was a consumable and the clone had already achieved its purpose. However, he was speechless about the information revealed by the saint.

"For me to become this guy's elect, I need to start a massive war that lasts a hundred years? Are you kidding me! And he already has three elects. I think I have to wait until a vacancy appears among his elects in order to take over? This is simply unrealistic! There must be a more convenient way to become an elect!"

After a casual thought, Wang Zhifan realized that there was no hope for him to become the chosen one of the incarnate saints of the God of War, at least not in the short term. It would probably change when the situation changed drastically in the middle and late stages of the copy.

"If the role of the initial identity is taken into account, the difficulty of becoming his chosen one may be reduced a lot, but what camp is he a saint of? Lawful? Or Chaotic?" Even if the initial identity that has not yet been selected is taken into account, Wang Zhifan still encountered a major problem. He did not know what camp the other party was in. After all, there was no relevant marking on the other party's forehead, so he could not ask directly.

All of these factors combined led to one result: it was difficult for Wang Zhifan to work for this saint and he had to find another job.

But suddenly, an idea suddenly came to his mind, that is, can he not ask others for help, but just rely on himself for everything?
"Saints... Chosen Ones... Is it possible for one to be a saint and then name oneself as a chosen one? It seems that there is no conflict that cannot be resolved..."

Wang Zhifan thought of the announcement made by the God of Gods not long ago that all qualified creatures in all planes can replace the fallen saints. The so-called qualified probably means that they are able to withstand the power of the saints. Wang Zhifan believed that he would have no problem in this regard. After all, his legendary supreme blood and super high basic attributes are not for show.

"It's possible... I can give this route a try... But the risks and competition are definitely huge. Those native masters of this world will surely fight each other to gain the power of the saints. I have to find the right time and target to start with."

After thinking through all aspects, Wang Zhifan decided to adopt two strategies in parallel, and then see which one would be easier to pass.

However, just as he was about to take the next step, terrible changes suddenly occurred in his city.

First, the ground in the city suddenly shook violently. The center of the vibration was located below the Temple of the God of War that he had just visited. While countless streets and buildings collapsed, the ground below the temple cracked open a terrifying mouth, and a powerful and dark suction force was generated from it, trying to swallow the entire temple above into the ground.

Then, in the opposite sky, a handsome and tall figure loomed over the city. The tall figure was bigger than a thousand-foot mountain and looked like an elf with pointed ears. He had a blank expression on his face, and stretched out his slender fingers, slowly and firmly grabbing towards the temple floating above the big crack in the ground.

As the focus of the struggle between the two forces, the temple did not sit idly by. The saint in the image of a middle-aged man in golden armor suddenly burst out with a powerful aura, resisting the targets attacking him from above and below, achieving a brief stalemate.

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A fight involving at least three powerful parties suddenly broke out. For a moment, no one could tell what the outcome would be, but this city, as their battlefield, would undoubtedly experience a catastrophe.

"It's really the gods fighting, the common people suffering...

Could this huge figure in the sky be a saint from the spirit system? Could the person with the crack in the ground be someone from another faction? The two parties seemed to be working together to deal with the Saint of War, but in fact, they were full of hostility towards each other...

The Holy One of War sees that if he continues to fight, he will gradually fall into trouble... No, his helpers are coming from the horizon, and these two will probably not achieve their goal!"

As soon as the war started, Wang Zhifan teleported to a safe area and stood on a high place to observe the battle situation. After a while, he discovered a huge red dragon, an old wizard with a deep aura, and a magic warship with colorful lights flashing on its surface flying towards him.

Although these three did not reveal their identities, the aura they exuded was almost identical to that of the Holy One of War. Needless to say, they were all here to reinforce him, and there was a high probability that they were his so-called three chosen ones.

"It looks like this city is doomed. The giant dragon, the warship, the powerful wizard, each of them is good at destroying the city..."

After observing for a while, Wang Zhifan saw that the three new powerful beings had indeed joined the Holy of War to help him fight against the other two unknown powerful beings. He quickly turned the situation around and turned the city into ruins.

The earth that kept breaking apart and coming together, the crushing of the invisible force from the sky, the breath of the dragon, the cannons of the magic battleships, the super spells of the powerful wizards, and the powerful force erupted by the Holy of War, all of these made a prosperous city disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the death rate was extremely high. Most of the residents turned into fragments or ashes before they could escape.

"They are all very strong, but if I want to intervene I can do so, but it seems unnecessary at the moment."

Evaluating a war is to provide information reference for future actions. After observing for a while, Wang Zhifan determined that the high-end forces he had seen so far were no different in level from him. He was also at a similar level when he was at full strength, and could even surpass them far more if he used special means.

But after thinking about it, he decided to keep a low profile for the time being. It would not be a good thing to expose his power too early. At least he had to wait until all parties showed up and clearly stated their camps.

While he was hiding in the ruins of the city and observing secretly, a cold female voice suddenly came from the direction of the Temple of the God of Goodness that he had visited earlier:

"Everyone! Stop your violence immediately!"

Before he finished speaking, the Temple of the God of Goodness, which had originally become a ruin, quickly recovered out of thin air, and then this small but beautifully shaped building rose from the ground, and with earth-shaking power, it rushed into the center of the chaotic battlefield, suppressing the huge crack that was opening and closing wildly in the ground with one encounter, and then crashed into the huge magic battleship that was firing wildly in the sky, actually fighting against both sides of the battle at the same time.

"The God of Kindness is so powerful? I don't seem to feel that her real body has come, but she can release such a level of power. It seems that there is a gap between saints."

The sudden scene surprised Wang Zhifan very much. In his initial judgment, he subconsciously thought that the God of Kindness was not as powerful as the God of War. One of the reasons was that the size of their temples was obviously different. As a result, it now seems that the strength of the God of Kindness cannot be underestimated. Obviously, she has overwhelmed the forces that have appeared, otherwise she would not be able to fight several at the same time.

With this person's sudden joining, the entire battle situation changed rapidly. First, the one who shook and tore the earth withdrew, then the huge elf figure in the sky also disappeared, and finally the God of War stopped fighting and returned to the original state. From then on, the ruins of a dilapidated city returned to peace.

Wang Zhifan thought that this was the final outcome of the battle, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated the kind goddess.

The goddess actually unleashed an extremely powerful force of time and space through her temple, just like when she first repaired her local temple, and quickly restored the entire destroyed city, including millions of unfortunate residents who had died, and brought them back from eternal sleep.

"Oh my god! Why does the Holy One of Goodness have such powerful power? Is this really reasonable? Is there something wrong?"

Wang Zhifan was so shocked by the scene that his mind was short-circuited. He found that his understanding of the world was not comprehensive and he urgently needed to further enhance his understanding. (End of this chapter)