115: Chapter 115 finally lured him out.

At this moment, those who had surrounded Byron all wore expressions of fury, exhaling hot breaths from their noses.

Under the impact of their anger, the Divine Power lingering around them was absorbed into their bodies one after another, beginning to produce all kinds of changes.

Some grew tall and large, the longswords in the hands of others became sharper, and some even began to undergo changes in their appearance, showing signs of beastification...

These changes were all different.

Seeing this, Byron did not show the slightest panic on his face; in fact, he was carefully recording the changes in these people in his mind.

And through the data of these people's changes, Byron became even more certain of a conjecture.

The reason why the abilities these people gained were all different was not entirely caused by the Divine Power.

A portion of it was because there was originally something interesting hidden within their bodies.

Originally, these interesting things should never have been triggered in their entire lives, just lying quietly inside their bodies, passed down to their descendants, and influencing them.

It was only until someone among their descendants became a wizard that there would be a certain possibility of being able to dig out those hidden, interesting things, just like they were doing now.

But now, the power they were originally unable to trigger was miraculously revealed with the help of the Divine Power.

This was very interesting.

Regarding this, Byron kept recording, and although his research direction was not focused on this area, it was not impossible to study it.

Perhaps by continuing to conduct research along this path, he could obtain some incredible research results.

Even if he didn't want to study it, he could hand this interesting data over to someone else in exchange for what he wanted.

Just as Byron was recording, the changes in those people came to an end, and now they were just waiting for a word from Lola; they would then swarm forward and tear this existence who blasphemed their Lord to pieces!

But at this moment, Lola, who was being watched by everyone, was in a bit of a dilemma.

She also wanted to be like the others, to be able to act recklessly to uphold the Lord's majesty, but she could not do so because the task the Lord had given her was to win over this wizard.

Although this wizard did not look as powerful as them, this was the Lord's task after all; no matter what, she had to complete it and could not let the Lord down.

Thinking of this, Lola's gaze became firm, and just as she was about to suppress those guys who were eager to make a move, a voice suddenly echoed in the cathedral.

And it was precisely because of this voice that Lola swallowed the words that were already on the tip of her tongue, and she knelt on the ground with a look of respect and adoration.

"Alright, Lola, you did well, and you all did very well. However, since this guest wants to see me so much, then I will comply with his wishes and appear."

"After all, since he was once a noble wizard, I, as a god, should give him the respect he deserves."

"Furthermore, we are still weak and need his help. As long as he is willing to join us and can let my warriors and you shed less blood, I am willing to do whatever it takes."

At this moment, following the appearance of the voice, Lola was not the only one to do so; those warriors present all made the same choice as Lola.

They withdrew their Divine Power one after another, returning to their previous appearance, and knelt on the ground with expressions of respect and adoration.

At the same time, right in front of that huge statue, a man with the same stature and appearance as a normal person appeared, standing in mid-air.

This man was none other than the God of War; at this moment, his Aura was low, not as imposing as portrayed on the statue, and could even be described as weak.

As for Byron at this moment, listening to the words of the God of War and observing the expression shown by the God of War, he could not help but gasp.

This god is just too damn insidious; no wonder he is the God of War.

He is willing to use any means necessary to achieve victory.

He truly deserves to be the God of War!

Looking at those men kneeling on the ground, whose eyes were filled with anger and restraint as they looked at him, Byron could not help but sigh in his heart.

Just by putting on an act and saying a few words, he attracted all the hatred of those people onto himself, making them full of resentment toward him.

Now, regardless of whether he joined the command of the God of War or not, it would not harm him in any way.

If he joined, the God of War would gain a great general and could isolate Byron, making him unable to integrate, so there would be no need to worry about Byron playing any tricks.

If he didn't join, since the God of War had already acted so humbly, if he still refused to join, it would not only be a slap in the face to the God of War but also to those believer warriors.

In this way, how could those believer warriors dare not fight with their lives, and who wouldn't fight with their lives?

Such a scheme, it is truly impressive!

If Byron were an arrogant and ignorant person, seeing the God of War's humble and weak attitude, he would certainly lower his guard and become incredibly smug, perhaps even unknowingly looking down on this god in his heart.

In that case, anyone whose head had been turned would certainly fall into the trap of the God of War; there was no need to even think about that.

It is just a pity that Byron can only ever be Byron; the scheme of the God of War was misplaced and destined not to succeed.

Moreover, the very moment the God of War appeared, Byron captured a very subtle and strange fluctuation.

The source of this fluctuation was nowhere else but from within that huge statue.

Regarding this discovery, to ensure there was no mistake, Byron even specifically used the Eye of Omniscience to analyze it again, and the answer he obtained was the same as his own.

This meant that although the image of the God of War revealed to everyone was illusory, just a projection, His true body was actually inside the statue.

Thus, his purpose in entangling, mocking, luring, and attracting hatred—to find the location of the God of War's true body—had now been achieved.

Thinking of this, a surge of excitement welled up in Byron's heart.

The time for the harvest had finally arrived; it was worth his hard work... well, his operation couldn't really be called hard work, at least not as hard as it was in the Ghost Marrow Crystal Nest Plane.

However, the night is darkest before the dawn; it is not yet time for the final harvest, and he still needs to remain steady.

Thinking of this, Byron also looked up at the God of War standing in mid-air.

Regarding this, the God of War did not notice anything unusual about Byron and remained in that weak, smiling state.

The reason for this was that although the previous thoughts were complex and seemed to have taken a lot of time, in reality, they had only spun through Byron's mind, and in reality, only a few seconds had passed.

During those few seconds, the majority of the time was spent following the clues to find the God of War's true body.

And in the eyes of the God of War, Byron had actually only hesitated for a few seconds before looking up at him.

The God of War smiled and said: "Wizard, how have you considered it? I solemnly invite you to join us once again."