Therefore, the second temple opened, paying tribute to the "Mother of the Hessian Sheep", was because Sean wanted to create the body of Shawshank Rogers.

"Could it be..." Olivia raised her hand and pointed to Sean's new clone, "Can he leave this spiritual world?"

Sean stared at his "secret leader" agent with satisfaction, and nodded slightly: "As long as I still have spiritual power, I can maintain his shape in the eternal life..."

The thoughts of the New Testament reporters returned to a few days ago. At that time, "that detective" was telling himself about creating an agent: "...whether it is using occult magic or a mysterious legacy, you must find a way to create an agent that is independent of you, so that you can achieve complete secret."

And it was these words that made Sean make up his mind to create Shawshank's body.

From then on, the secret sect leader entrenched in this dark mansion, everything he did has nothing to do with himself...

"Can more proxies be created?" Olivia keenly grasped the key point - the more cover identities there are, the easier it is to hide her true body.

Sean shook his head a little helplessly: "There is no income from belief in the spiritual world. Before I get upgraded, this tribute temple is only enough for me to create a clone."

To create such a clone that can walk independently and is no different from ordinary people, even in the secret arts, it is already a kind of exquisite and profound. With the help of Sean of the temple, it is already unimaginable for other explorers of the same level to have such a clone at this time...

Olivia nodded without regret—she was already eye-opening about what could be achieved in the spiritual world.

Considering that the energy that comes with the spirit room after the unsealing may have been exhausted after setting up the second tribute temple, the Seiko girl asked, "So, is the arrangement of the spirit room over?"

Sean turned his head at the same time as his avatar, with a "you misunderstood" expression on his face: "No no, Olivia, we still have the most important step to complete."

"The most important step?" The red eyes revealed doubts.

Sean looked at Mr. Shawshank Rogers next to him: "Since this person is the founder of the secret religion, then let him explain..."

After finishing speaking, Sean controlled the clone around him, enjoying the feeling of acting as an agent...

Shawshank spoke, his voice was obviously low and magnetic, and it sounded like an authoritative speech: "Dear Lady Wind Chime, just now we were just out of respect, so for the great existence far beyond the dimension , set up two shrines of homage...

"You may have forgotten that this place, the night mansion on the haunted farm, is ultimately our esoteric center—

"Then, the next step is to create this secret religion from scratch..."

Shawshank Rogers' gray eyes shone with deep light, like a forest immersed in thick fog...

Then, Sean led Olivia to the deepest part of this underground space.

Obviously, this stone chamber, which is located in the deepest part of the central axis of the middle passage, is much larger than the previous branch stone chambers.

On the ground near the deepest wall, a stone platform was raised...

Olivia had seen this kind of symbolic scene—the vacant stone platform, symbolizing the temporarily vacant "sacred seat".

Of course, as Sean, who is not considered a demigod, he naturally did not have the right and power to directly create a "god". Such a vacant stone platform is just a symbol.

Moreover, after such a stone platform, there will never be a terrifying existence like "Kluvitan" lurking.

"In order to gain believers, gain faith, and ascend to the spiritual world..." Sean seemed to be getting used to hiding "behind the scenes", and he let Shawshank speak freely, "We need to create a faith, a secret religion...

"For people to believe."

Getting along with Sean day and night, and being influenced by him, Olivia fascinated her eyes and said, "Like, make up a story?"

Sean smiled, he liked Olivia's unintentional irony: "Yes, what people believe in most is stories, and creating a belief is indeed making up a story!"

Mr. Shawshank Rogers paced: "It is very possible that this story does not exist, the gods who will appear in this story, the three present also know that they cannot be found in historical facts...

"But." The head of the secret sect pointed sharply.

Sean himself took over the conversation: "If we can really make this faith gain enough followers, then even this fictional story will come true; this **** that does not exist in historical facts will also enter the hall and show it now. In front of any doubters!"

"And what we have to do..." Shawshank opened his hands towards the vacant stone platform, "is to create this set of things that are enough to make people believe..."

"I understand..." It seems that under the influence of Sean's intense emotions, the flywheel in Olivia was spinning fast - for no reason, she was also full of expectations for what to do next, "We have to make a decision. This secret religion, everything including the teachings!"

"That's right." Sean nodded in relief.

He felt a little regret - in order to protect his friend, he couldn't involve Moonlight for the time being.

Otherwise, that urchin-like pianist would not know how excited he would be for such a thing.

"It's not bad to tell him after everything is in order." Sean comforted himself.

Olivia quickly entered the state, and she said without hesitation: "To make people believe, you need a **** with a clear image...

"Why don't we let..." She pointed to Mr. Rogers, whose face was shrouded in shadow, "Let his image be the **** of this faith?"

Sean shook his head: "On the one hand, the male gods in the legend are too clear, it is difficult for us to invent one and then make up stories; on the other hand, the image of women is not so aggressive and is relatively more inclusive~www .lightnovelpub.net ~ more accessible...  

"So..." Sean walked up to Olivia in a gentlemanly manner and stretched out his hand, as if to invite her to dance.

The Seiko girl stretched out her hand suspiciously and followed Sean forward until the New Testament reporter invited her to the stone platform...

Standing on the stone platform symbolizing "idol", Olivia was surprised: "Want to use my image?"

Sean had a satisfied smile on his face: "The ultimate creation created by Master Dale Finch, you are a beautiful thing created based on the image of human beings - Olivia, your face is actually beautiful. divine..."

"If this 'goddess' does not use your image, it will be a pity for 'her'."

Sean's truthful words made this Seiko girl who was always calm suddenly feel a little overwhelmed——

For any woman to receive such accolades, there must be waves in her heart.

"However," Sean raised a finger, "the appearance of this goddess can't be too obvious - otherwise, considering that the esoteric sect may become large in the future, you will receive unnecessary attention."

Sean snapped his fingers again, and a black silk robe covered Olivia like a night.

The drooping hood covered Olivia's beautiful face, revealing only her graceful nose and chin...

Sean took two steps back and stared at Olivia in the black robe.

She exudes the majestic divinity of the "Indestructible God King" all the time. At this moment, although it is still a bit simple, the aura of the goddess has already been born.

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