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"Indeed, Master can't resurrect in a human form. He has to rely on the power of faith to reshape his divine body. Now that the final phase is approaching, Master has begun to move freely for a short period of time," Elvino explained. "I see... But who exactly is this Clint guy to break Master's Netherworld Fear and know his weakness?" one of the elders inquired.

Elvino shook his head. "I don't know, but the most likely person behind it is someone named Zaafea....

"He's a god of the West, the God of Memories. That guy somehow managed to have his soul travel from the West to the East, only to be captured by a Judge of the underworld. Then, he met our cult leader." "So, is he friend or foe?" another elder asked.

Elvino sighed. "We don't know. As the dominant personality of Zaafea's consciousness is now within a mortal body, his stance is unpredictable, making it hard to fathom."

Diloth, who still lacked a physical body, hissed as he floated behind Elvino, "Hmph, God of Memories or not, anyone who dares to oppose Master and the Church of the Netherworld will face dire consequences!" "That's right! They'll face consequences!" the other elders echoed.

The elders then began their search for Clint's whereabouts, ready to take more drastic measures this time.

...

In the Southern Territory, Clint reappeared beside Zaafea and his companions.

"So, how did it go?" Zaafea asked.

As he looked at the force flying back toward him, Clint replied nonchalantly, "Not too bad, but it seems they're closing in on us."

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In the Northern Territory, a grand, opulent banquet was in full swing.

Everyone was dressed formally. It felt more like a job interview than a birthday celebration, with each family hoping to catch Caspian's favor and elevate their family's

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As the East Warden, Caspian was well aware of everyone's intentions. To liven things up, he suggested that someone come forward to perform a talent show.

This suggestion excited the families eager to gain favor, and they eagerly volunteered to showcase their skills.

Caspian stood up and raised his hand, pointing toward the crowd. Everyone watched in anticipation, hoping to be chosen by the East Warden.

The excitement in the room was palpable as people awaited to see who the lucky individual would be. Caspian's finger eventually landed on the Lewis family's table.

The entire room turned to look at the Lewis family, who were the only ones not vying for attention. Hera and her other family members were sitting leisurely, sipping tea and enjoying their meal.

Caspian's finger hovered for a while, but the Lewis family showed no reaction.