Global Abyss: My Skills Can Enhance Infinitely-Chapter 1006 - 803: Became a Substitute?_3

"Follow your will."

"Listen, once you succeed, I can absolve you of the price!"

This tangible reward further ignited the fervor in Kaecilius’s eyes.

The previous agony of being used as expendable material had made him truly feel the price.

Such lowly servitude before Dormammu was more a fear rooted deep in the soul, desperate for approval.

Now that he could be spared from such a cost, he naturally knew he had to give it his all!

"Rest assured, I will complete the mission!"

...

Meanwhile, in the Current World, another ’Kaecilius’ had successfully gathered those scattered followers.

And in Nangao Li, he had formed a cult.

In this chaos-ridden Nangao Li, cults were as common as cattle on a farm, frequently springing up.

Yet the ’Black Divine Cult’ organized by ’Kaecilius,’ though newly established, had rapidly spread underground due to the ’Divine Miracles’ performed by its missionaries.

The number of believers was skyrocketing at an astonishing pace, continuously absorbing Nangao Li’s other cults.

No matter what you previously believed in, as long as you turned to the faith of the Dark Lord Dormammu, you’d be accepted.

In its doctrines, Dormammu was All-knowing and All-powerful, capable of fulfilling all wishes.

Especially since ’Kaecilius’s’ original followers were mages, they could indeed resolve many issues.

Occasionally, luckier devotees would receive healing from Pope ’Kaecilius.’

Even the most stubborn ailments would be cured instantly.

Moreover, unlike other cults that swindled wealth and exploited members, requiring donations, the Black Divine Cult operated entirely on voluntary contributions.

All you needed to offer was your faith, and despite being named the Black Divine Cult, its everyday teachings surprisingly encouraged kindness and altruism.

Aside from its peculiar name, in the eyes of its believers, it was undoubtedly a righteous religion.

In Nangao Li, which already had fertile ground for such doctrines, its proliferation was akin to an Innate Sacred Body for spreading faith.

The rapid expansion of its congregation was utterly unbelievable...

...

"The original Kaecilius, truly, always babbling on about destroying the Three Great Holy Temples, not exactly logical."

Within a church usurped by Tao Yu, he gazed down at the throng of devout worshippers, feeling quite satisfied.

At this Holy Temple, a previously strange Divine Spirit statue had been entirely replaced by a carving symbolic of Dormammu, the Avatar of Darkness.

It bore no specific form, merely a vague outline sculpted by Tao Yu based on his earlier capture’s impressions.

The primary purpose was simply to point to the entity.

Besides this location, there were several other similar Holy Temples. novelbuddy.cσ๓

In just half a month, remarkable resonance had already formed; with a bit more effort, the connection to the Dark Dimension could bypass the Holy Temples entirely!

"I’m not here to conquer your Dark Dimension; I just want entry. Don’t be so miserly..."

As Tao Yu’s face radiated the satisfaction of a farmer at harvest,

A believer rushed in to report urgently,

"Lord Kaecilius, we’ve discovered an imposter pretending to be you, and their strength is formidable—we can’t match them!"

——

Kaecilius’s left hand traced a black whip in the empty air, like a dragon roaring as it lashed at the advancing attackers.

Meanwhile, his right hand circled to continuously expand the Mirror Space, elongating and distorting various attacks for defense.

But among Kaecilius’s original followers, fervent rage filled their expressions as they stared down at him.

One person howled madly,

"How dare you impersonate Lord Kaecilius! You deserve death!"

"You dare copy his techniques!"

"Audacious!"

"Shameless!"

"..."

Kaecilius, parrying attack after attack with unrelenting force and sending people flying, now wore an expression burning with fury.

"Have you gone mad? How dare you attack me?"

Kaecilius was truly inflamed with rage now.

He had a knack for winning loyalty, leveraging his immense power and the potential of dark energies from the Dark Dimension, fostering a solid following of zealots.

Given the illicit nature of his activities, trustworthiness and devotion were paramount.

Upon receiving Dormammu’s command, Kaecilius had been brimming with confidence.

"Is that all?" he’d thought at the time.

Surely, just by showing up, they’d worship him on sight?

All problems would be resolved with ease.

But upon arriving in Nangao Li and witnessing their actions, he was both impressed and gratified by how diligently they had gathered so many dark believers and stirred such commotion.

These followers had worked hard—why hadn’t he thought of such methods before?

But as soon as he revealed himself, expecting their adoration, he was greeted instead with a vicious ambush...

"You dare mimic Lord Kaecilius’s tone of speech!"

"I am Kaecilius!"

Kaecilius was almost losing his mind—he *was* himself, what was going on?

Were they blind?

"As expected, the disguise is extremely convincing, nearly indistinguishable. Lord Kaecilius’s prior warning was on point."

"Hmph, you think your impersonation is flawless? In truth, Lord Kaecilius foresaw this ploy and cautioned us in advance!"

"Just wait, you’ll soon be offered as a sacrifice to Lord Dormammu!"