Although the Empire regained the management rights of the Ukuru Courtyard, Unlanga was ultimately the local boss of the Ukuru Courtyard.

The Uenlanga pantheon had already laid the foundation of faith in the Ukuru Courtyard. The blood clan had indeed occupied the Ukuru Courtyard, but if they wanted to fully develop their doctrines here, there was basically no hope without dozens or hundreds of years, and that was with the cooperation of Uenlanga.

Mu Hua now has no spare energy to mess around in the Ukuru Courtyard. The reason he can occupy the Courtyard of the Undead is because it is easier there and he can just kill a lot of them.

To be honest, Wu Enlanga was afraid that Mu Hua would make trouble for him, but from Mu Hua's point of view, as long as Wu Enlanga did not look down on him and gave him some benefits, Mu Hua would be willing to become "one of his own" in a minute.

If Mu Hua wants to use Wuenlanga to take power in the Ukuru Courtyard, well, there is no hope. Wuenlanga will not help him. It will not be good and may even provoke a backlash from the empire. It is better not to bring about new disasters.

And it is impossible for Mu Hua to help Wuenlanga suppress the vampires here. The reason is the same as above. The benefits may not be gained, and it is difficult to run away with such a sexy look.

A complex and strange relationship. Putting aside the various things that happened in the Ukuru Courtyard, on the premise of non-aggression in the Ukuru Courtyard, Uenlanga and Muhua became family members.

Mu Hua gained a godslaying partner. Of course, when he needs to fight against the gods of other courtyards, Wuenlanga will provide assistance to Mu Hua.

If he occupied someone else's territory, Wuenlanga would also take Mu Hua along when he developed his faith on that person's territory.

And Unlanga has gained an ally in the Ukuru Courtyard. At the same time, he should take advantage of everything in this courtyard. In his words, if he needs to make concessions again and again in the Ukuru Courtyard, then there is no point in him staying here and he should just pack up and go back to hell.

So whatever Aqua sect, whatever God of Evolution, whatever, just develop on your own.

The only help Unlanga can provide to Mu Hua is to publicize his horror and evil as much as possible. At most, when a god is needed to highlight his evilness, he can give Ikaros some roles.

Simply put, the faith is mine, and the original sin is yours...

Whether it is faith or original sin, that kind of energy with a clear direction is not limited by space. In other words, even if Mu Hua leaves this courtyard, the original sin emotions caused by him will come to him on their own.

Regarding this aspect, no matter whether it is faith or original sin, Mu Hua is not picky nowadays, especially when it comes to him, whatever is given is accepted, the more the better.

The scorching sun dispels the darkness and also eliminates the shadow brought by the devil.

Well, okay, let’s speak human language.

Mu Hua summoned Thursday to perform in the Ukuru Courtyard and took a video that could only be played in the Ukuru Courtyard. After the cocktail party hosted by Webster ended, Mu Hua sent Thursday back to the Island of Abyss.

In conjunction with Thursday's departure, several Seraphim in the Ukuru Courtyard ended their vacation and continued to work as the sun that brings light to the world.

Now that the sun is out, the devil Mu Hua will keep a low profile.

Webster was busy at the cocktail party. Nick didn't care much about his image. After finding a stable job under Mu Hua, he let himself go. He felt like a fish in water in such occasions.

After Odysseus walked around the guests, he and Mu Hua stared at each other until the end of the cocktail party.

As for cocktail parties and the like, as expected, one still has to come secretly, without bringing girls, the kind that can "put on makeup".

Otherwise, it would be really boring.

The cocktail party was over and people left Webster's manor. It was believed that the demon god who was influenced by Unlanga was now taking his friends to visit the Angel Pool in Unlanga's kingdom of God.

Well, I visited it accompanied by the 'God of Creation' Uenlanga...

Located at the top of the seventh continent of the Kingdom of God, the Angel Pool controlled by Unlanga is like a small lake shrouded in clouds and mist.

The rising mist from the lake made Mu Hua subconsciously think of the abyss. Unable to see clearly under the mist, the environment here was quite similar to the abyss.

In the center of the Angel Pool, there stands a statue. It is the conceptual image of the Wrathful Sin in Hell, a statue of a giant red dragon with six pairs of dragon wings.

It looks like a giant dragon, but those six pairs of dragon wings are definitely not what a giant dragon should have. In other words, the giant dragon is not so deformed. A pair of dragon wings covering the sky is more in line with the aesthetic of the dragon clan.

The demons can't tell what race he is. In hell, some demons say he is the devil king, some demons say he is the great devil, and some demons say he is the master. There are many different opinions.

The more widely accepted view is that he represents the most primitive rage, and humans are accustomed to calling him Samael.

"I heard that the Angel Pool was created by him? Then he should be considered the ancestor of all angels, right?" Looking at the strange dragon statue in the center of the Angel Pool, which is the core of the Angel Pool, Mu Hua asked Unlanga.

"Who knows." Wu Enlanga replied, then looked around and confirmed that apart from his guards and Mu Hua's group of friends who were discussing whether they could take a bath in the Angel Pool, there were no other gods under his command. His majestic expression then relaxed a little.

"Legend has it that every time an angel is created, that guy will extract a certain percentage of the power of faith from the cost of creating the angel."

“Whether he is the ancestor of angels or not, believe me, none of the gods who control the Angel Pool will like him.” Unlanga complained.

"Wow~, your origin is also an angel, right? I thought that even if you don't believe in him, you would at least respect him." Mu Hua was surprised.

"Ever since I ascended the throne, all I've been thinking about is how to attract believers. Do you think I'll still believe in something else?"

"If I say respect, it's probably more jealousy than respect."

"After all, the Angel Pool has irreplaceable value, and by creating this thing, he has obtained a once-and-for-all faith harvester." said Unlanga.

"..." Mu Hua was a little uncomfortable. Is this guy considered sober? At this moment, Wu Enlanga's behavior in front of Mu Hua was completely different from the way Mu Hua had seen him before.

Normal, too normal, so normal that Mu Hua felt abnormal, not like a self-conceited charlatan at all. "Why? Weird? Haha, human, your simplicity really surprises me. There is no need to act in front of you, it's useless anyway." Wu Enlanga sneered.

"Tsk~, okay, I'll take it as a compliment from you." Mu Hua shook his head and clicked his tongue. As expected, the gods need idiots, but they themselves are not.

"The power of faith needed to create an angel cannot be lent, and as for you, I don't think you can create a Seraph in the short term."

"Although you have ignited the divine fire, it is difficult for gods to develop their own beliefs in one go. A process of accumulation is necessary. So, don't want everything you see. Being too ambitious will not help develop believers."

"Also, don't think about my Seraphim." Wu Enlanga mentioned that Mu Hua was thinking about Seraphim, and did not forget to give a warning after he finished speaking.

Mu Hua was indeed quite jealous of Seraphim. This jealousy had little to do with combat power, but was mainly because Seraphim could pretend to be the sun in the courtyard, and this embellishment could make humans feel more natural about the courtyard.

The courtyards are broken worlds. They all exist in a corner of a certain dimension. Outside them is the universe and dimensional turbulence. There may be sun, moon, and stars, or there may not be.

As the controller of the courtyard, if you can place a Seraph in the courtyard to watch the sunrise and moonset, you don't need to worry too much about whether some creatures in the courtyard that have more stringent requirements for light can adapt to the courtyard environment, whether other means are needed to increase or decrease the light, and so on.

"Don't worry. I've tried it with Seraphim before. Using them as materials for making magical lifeforms, we can only create ordinary angels." Mu Hua shook his head and Wu Enlang gritted his teeth.

Mu Hua also wanted to hang a sun on his own Abyss Island and create four seasons and day and night. However, the consumption of using the Angel Pool to create Seraphim was exaggerated, so Mu Hua started to think about magical life.

But unfortunately, this type of angel is probably a patented product of the Angel Pool, and it is impossible to create a Seraph-style magical life form. Mu Hua has no interest in harming the treasures under Uenlanga anymore.

"Is it okay to define this as a sacred insect? It's okay to use your name as well." Ignoring Ikaros who was demonstrating the process of angel birth to Vivian and the others, Mu Hua asked Unlanga, holding a blue-blood wasp on his fingers.

Well, the blue-blooded wasp is not like the divine fire that can accommodate the power of faith as if it is infinite. The energy of original sin is squeezed together with the magic power in the sea of ​​magic power, and its storage is a big problem.

Look, the people in the Ukuru courtyard provided Mu Hua with a lot of original sin energy. These original sin energies dissipated because they had no place to put them. Based on the principle that waste is shameful, Mu Hua simply held back the color domain protozoa.

"Blue-blooded wasps? Sure, but they are not allowed to enter my kingdom of God, and besides, I want honey." Unlanga said.

Speaking of which, Mu Hua originally wanted to discuss with Uenlanga the issue of releasing bees in the Ukuru courtyard.

This courtyard has a large population base, so naturally there will be color domain energy. The blue-blooded hornets can reproduce normally here. It would be even better if they could be given a title like holy insect in the church and gain the protection and love of believers.

You know, the blue-blooded hornet's ability to absorb physical strength is quite valuable in combat, but Mu Hua cannot touch the color domain energy, so the proliferation of the color domain protozoa has defects.

If Mu Hua wants to use the blue-blooded hornet as a means of attack, the cultivation of the bee colony is much more troublesome than the genuine color domain.

"Let your believers raise bees and I will give you 20% of the honey." Mu Hua said to Wuenlang.

"Half," said Unlanga.

"Twenty percent. If not, I will go and explain to the vampires. I'm not from the Color Realm, and beekeeping is just better than nothing. Half? If you provide me with a thousand Seraph weapons every year, I will give you half." Mu Hua shook his head.

"One hundred Seraphim armed forces." Unlanga frowned, and Mu Hua's eyes lit up.

"each year?"

"Per year."

"Five hundred Seraphs armed, I don't want any honey in this courtyard." Mu Hua made the decision.

"One hundred, and I want half of them." Unlanga's eyes twitched. The honey of the blue-blood wasp is a good thing for restoring physical strength, but the Seraph Armor is not a cheap product either.

Moreover, Wuenlanga was also cautious. If he took all the honey, what if Mu Hua was not careful and released the blue-blood hornets?

"Three hundred. I guarantee that there will be at least one beehive in every human settlement with a population of more than 10,000 people, and I will give you half of the honey." Obviously, Mu Hua also thought of Uenlanga's concerns.

"One hundred and fifty." Unlanga hesitated.

"Wait, could your Seraph armor be the manifestation of the power of faith?" Mu Hua seemed to have thought of something and asked.

"What else?" Unlanga said as a matter of course.

"Five hundred, and I'll give you half of the honey every year." Mu Hua changed his words.

"Huh?" Wuenlanga frowned. He felt that Mu Hua was teasing him.

Mu Hua didn't say anything more and transformed into a big devil.

Mu Hua made an evil face, then held up a coconut in his hand as a transaction compensation, inserted a straw into it, and handed the coconut to Uenlanga.

Wuenlanga's face changed in shock, and he even took small steps back, a few steps away from Mu Hua.

"Fuck it!" Well, the gods are cursing.

The fantasies of gods will be denied by the devil.

The power of faith is very magical, but in terms of physical objects, it will be beaten by trading compensation... (End of this chapter)