Once Zoke breaks through, as long as Io doesn't come, he is confident that he can defeat any enemy, even defeating the Demon Emperor and the three of them one on three.

The fusion of two powerful divine powers will produce a qualitative change.

The fusion of three powerful divine powers and direct takeoff can challenge His Majesty AO.

"Zoke, Zoke, you have to work hard, you are the hope of the whole village now."

Ren muttered.

He is only at god level 13 now, and there is still a long way to go before he can be promoted to a powerful god.

The incarnation of God that devours the Lord God is most effective the first time. The further it goes, the harder it becomes to upgrade. He will definitely not be able to be promoted to a powerful god in a short period of time.

And Zoke has hope.

If he could digest the body and origin of Dark Lucifer, the sixth-level peak, he would definitely be able to break through the bottleneck and advance to the sixth level.

"It's a pity that I can't help you now, and I'm holding you back."

Arturia was feeling a little depressed.

Ren reached out and stroked her smooth and delicate face, and said with a smile:

"As a family, don't say such things. My sister is the best. I can't wait to sleep every day."

"Don't be immodest!"

Artoria tugged his ears hard, looking a little embarrassed, and scolded him.

"Just kidding."

Ren sat up, held her in his arms, and kissed her forehead, "You are the goddess of light. Although Saigon Continent was not the main material plane before, its essence is higher than the ordinary plane. Hundreds of millions of believers have accumulated

Thousands of years of faith are enough for you to reach heaven in one step.

When you officially become a god, you will soon reach the peak of the sixth level!"

If you have enough faith to take the divine fire route, it will be like riding a rocket and you will level up quickly.

You know, in the main material plane, a few million devout believers can support a powerful divine power.

What is the concept of hundreds of millions of devout believers in the Light Church?

That is a huge source of faith that can support dozens of powerful gods!

Once the continent of Saigon is completely transformed into the main material plane, and the church's believer scale can be maintained, the goddess of light will definitely be able to touch the threshold of the gods. If such a prosperous faith can be maintained, even Io will not be able to sleep.

…

"But that also means the final battle."

Artoria is not very optimistic.

The dark camp will never allow the birth of the goddess of light. If she tries to become a god, it will inevitably cause the decisive battle to break out in advance.

Even if the three evil gods are not ready, they will start the war immediately.

They might even overturn the table. After all, the planet has not completely returned to the Toril universe, and some means may not be able to interrupt this process.

"Just be cautious."

Renn looked solemn and nodded.

We really need to prevent the three evil gods from jumping over the wall. Since someone can pull and summon the Saigon continent to return, there must be a way to interrupt this process, or spread a plague curse to kill humans on a large scale... These may lead to the failure of my sister's success, or the loss of both parties.

What I can't get, you can't get either.

That old Yinbi of the Demon Emperor can definitely do such a thing.

"There's no need to be too nervous. Soldiers will block you, water will block you, and water will cover you. It's just a matter of seeing the enemy's tactics and taking advantage of them."

Ren hugged his sister's slender waist, put their lips together, and kissed her passionately.

"Well……"

Arturia's emerald green eyes rippled, her snow-white arms subconsciously wrapped around his neck, her cheeks gradually turned red, and her hair fell down.

After a long time, Ren let her go and let her lie down.

Artoria's eyes were confused, and she was lying flat on the bed. The hem of her nightgown had turned up at some point and was piled on her waist. Her pair of sexy and round black stocking legs were stretched straight and spread widely to both sides.

Ren hugged those long black stocking legs, lifted them up, and expanded his territory.

"Wow..."

The whirlpool of the Galaxy Abyss spread like a barrier, swallowing up all the light. The room went dark and fell into endless darkness, with only a little bit of starlight flowing slowly in the darkness.

In the darkness, the man's breathing gradually became worse.

The melodious singing voice becomes more and more sultry.

A night of fish and dragon dance.

Lei enjoys all the tenderness.

My sister is the best. Outside she is a noble, elegant, dignified and holy saint, but at home she is a gentle, virtuous and charming wife.

The joy here is not enough for outsiders.

………

The next day, early morning.

Ren opened his sleepy eyes and stood up from the bed.

The golden morning light poured on his body through the open curtains, making his muscular and well-proportioned body like a marble sculpture glow with a healthy luster.

He yawned lazily, looked down and saw that the person next to his pillow was no longer there.

There is still some warmth and intoxicating fragrance on the pillow, and there are some broken black silk on the ground.

Ren tidied up the room, put on his coat, and walked out of the bedroom.

The living room was empty, with a breakfast and a note on the table.

This is a normal situation. Saint Artoria is not just a decoration. She is very busy at work, including early morning mass, reciting psalms and hymns, preaching sermons and preaching scriptures, condolences to the families of believers who died, and praying for the deceased.

Ask her to host it.

It's not like Mr. Lei, who idles around all day long. As the king of a country, he never goes to court and leaves all government affairs to his maid Anna.

In other words, Medusa was loyal and hard-working, but if her subordinates had changed her position, she would have rebelled against such a foolish king.

Ren finished his breakfast leisurely, walked out of the room, and found that the monastery had become very lively, with some unfamiliar faces.

They were dressed gorgeously and accompanied by bodyguards and maids. They were obviously powerful nobles.

After asking, I found out that these were royal members or foreign ministers of other countries.

The "Conference of All Nations" is about to be held. In the past few days, some envoy teams from the Central Region countries that are relatively close to the St. Joan Empire have arrived.

Ren took a stroll in the front yard and soon met two acquaintances.

A man and a woman got off a large luxury chariot pulled by two sturdy blue-eyed bulls with a red dragon totem on the curtain.

The man has black hair and dark eyes, and is quite handsome. He is wearing expensive silk. His waistcoat, belt and tunic are all made of velvet. His temperament is somewhat elegant.

King of France, Charles VI.

The woman beside him is naturally Queen Katie.

Queen Katie has an extremely delicate face, with a straight nose, pupils as flawless as emeralds, attractive light red lips, eyebrows like willow leaves, slanting straight into the temples, a swan neck, snow-white and pink, and earlobes and hair.

There are various gold and silver jewelry hangings, which are elegant and luxurious.

She had the right kind of elegant smile on her face, but her eyes looked a little cold and distant, revealing a sense of arrogance from having been in a high position for a long time.

At the same time, her meticulous makeup, clothing, and almost every strand of hair are taken care of in an orderly manner, which shows that she is rigorous and particular, and has extremely high requirements for herself.

Well, the queen is a decent person.

The couple had long since broken up and lived their own lives, but they still acted like a couple in front of outsiders. When Charles VI got off the carriage, he reached out his hand to help his wife get out of the carriage in a gentle manner.

For those who didn’t know, I thought they had a very good relationship.

Renn walked straight over.

Seeing him, Charles VI perked up, immediately let go of his wife's hand, walked up to him quickly, with a warm smile on his face, and said:

"Good morning, brother-in-law!"

The attitude was very respectful and a bit flattering.

As the eldest princess of Falorland, Irene is the cousin of Charles VI in terms of seniority, so there is nothing wrong with Charles VI calling her brother-in-law.

Renn patted King Charles VI on the shoulder discreetly and said:

"Brother, we are a family, don't be too polite."

Charles VI was a little flattered and nodded hurriedly, looking frightened.

He was a little reserved in front of this brother-in-law. Renn was no longer the fledgling Baron Ackermann before, but had grown to the point where he could only look up to him.

This situation made Ren sigh with emotion.
To be continued...