God of the Four Seasons

Death God felt as if an inexplicable force was pulling him toward the table in the Spring God Temple, dragging his bones toward it one by one, making it impossible for him to get up.

Springtime was all around him.

Death God lay there, enveloped by that gentle and alluring aura, feeling a thousand times more comfortable than lying on his bed in the Death God Temple. Back home, he placed the Green Crabapple in a vase beside his bed.

Within the Abyss where Death God resides, not a single ray of sunlight shines all year round.

Flowers are an extreme luxury there; the vast majority of plants cannot survive in that environment.

The Green Crabapple, a flower that can bloom without sunlight, can tenaciously take root and sprout in the crevices of the Abyss. Moreover, the color of the Green Crabapple's flowers is very similar to the color of the Spring God's long hair, so Death God fell in love with this flower at first sight.

Behind his Death God Temple was a Green Crabapple Forest.

Therefore, the Death God Temple became one of the few places in the Abyss filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Death God lay sprawled on the table, his mind wandering aimlessly through all sorts of random thoughts, his body completely still.

Wuma Xiu rose from his seat, walked to his side, reached out and took his wrist, and his Divine Power once again probed into his body.

Death God initially wanted to struggle a bit more.

After all, he felt that he was fine, just lying down for a while, but Spring God looked gentle, but her grip was not weak at all, and he couldn't break free even after struggling twice.

"Spring, I..."

No, you have something to do.

Wuma Xiu interrupted him, his brow furrowing unusually.

His grip on Death God's wrist tightened, and a look of worry appeared in his eyes.

"You deliberately kept it from me last time."

Upon hearing this, Death God immediately straightened up, his previous lazy, slumped posture on the table vanishing. He tried to pull his wrist back, but Wuma Xiu gripped it even tighter, so he had no choice but to give up struggling and dryly explained:

"You just woke up, and I didn't want you to worry. Besides, I'm here now, aren't I? Chun, you don't think I'm the kind of person who likes to silently endure things without saying a word, do you?"

Death God wasn't originally like that.

Even though he's currently quite laid-back, he naturally wants the other person to know since he did it.

"If I had known that That Matter would have such serious consequences for you, I should have just disappeared with my brothers."

As Wuma Xiu spoke, he gripped Death God's wrist, channeling Divine Power continuously into Death's body from his palm. The immense life force flowed through Death God's body, repairing the backlash originating from Death God himself.

These words, when spoken to Death God, were more chilling than the coldest wind in the Abyss.

When Gods dies, the Divine Core does not truly perish.

It will remain, awaiting the emergence of the next successor, the birth of a new Gods. The Divine Position will still be the Divine Position, only the god will no longer be the same god.

Death God doesn't like the next Spring God, so what if he hasn't even seen the other's face yet?

Humans are made of flesh and blood, and are inherently biased.

The same applies to the divine mind.

Therefore, Death God does not like the next Spring God.

Although he knew that if the Divine Core of the Spring God truly chose a new successor, that newborn Gods might be just as gentle, just as compassionate, and just as in charge of spring, in his eyes, that would ultimately not be the spring he knew.

I don't regret it.

Death God's tone was several degrees heavier than before.

He felt a little angry.

Because he had known the Spring God for so many years, yet the other party was still so polite to him, as if afraid of troubling him. It was just a slight backlash, although the backlash was greater than he had imagined.

But as the Death God, is he afraid of these things?

"Besides, you still owe me so much. If you really disappear, wouldn't I be at a huge loss?"

Death God curled his lip, speaking in a deliberately calculating tone.

"Besides, if you take it one step further, you can cure me. It's just a matter of time. You know, time is the last thing we lack."

Upon hearing Death God's words, Wuma Xiu seemed to feel much better. He raised his hand, palm up, and four orbs of Divine Power of different colors appeared in his palm.

--Blazing gold like summer, smoky blue like autumn, silvery blue like winter.

There was also a soft, minty green glow.

The four spheres of Divine Power spun in Wuma Xiu's palm, seemingly connected by an invisible force, yet they could never truly merge into one.

"I don't know why, but it's always just a little bit short."

Death God glanced at the three orbs of Divine Power of different colors, his lips twitching almost imperceptibly, his gaze carrying a hint of disdain. Then, he looked at the soft, mint-green light, and only then did a smile curve his lips.

"It's alright, you are already the God of the Four Seasons."

The God of the Four Seasons are the superior gods of the four Gods of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

For example, the superior deities of Sea Gods, River Gods, and Stream Gods are Water Gods, but the God of the Four Seasons are different from Water Gods, and their birth conditions are extremely harsh.

The reason why the Spring God could become the God of the Four Seasons is thanks in part to those Evil Gods.

Back then, a few Evil Gods were bored and wanted to find something to do. After looking around, they set their sights on the Spring God.

Initially, they even planned to recruit the God of Lies, but for some reason, he flatly refused.

So they did it themselves.

Spring God was not the kind of Gods who was good at fighting, and his Divine Power was on the weaker side among the Gods, but it was still a little bit higher than that of God of Wine and Love God.

Those Evil Gods even knew to scout ahead, specifically choosing times when the Summer God, Autumn God, and Winter God were all absent to make their move. This opportunity was originally extremely rare, but they just happened to have it.

The Spring God was no match for them and was killed by these Evil Gods.

They acted with extreme ruthlessness, even crushing the Divine Core directly.

From that time on, the world could never give birth to a new Spring God.

When the Summer God, Autumn God, and Winter God realized their brother's demise and rushed back, they only saw a corpse slowly dissipating.

What devastated them even more was that, in their perception, even the Divine Core was gone, which meant that even the Death God could not resurrect their brother. The three gods chose to sacrifice themselves, exchanging their own demise for the resurrection of their brother, the Spring God of Spring.

Furthermore, this method can only be replicated by the gods of spring, summer, autumn, winter, sun, Sun, Moon, and Stars; other Gods cannot imitate it even if they wish to.

The Divine Core of the Spring God was re-condensed, and he also gained the Authority of his three younger brothers, Summer, Autumn, and Winter.

The Divine Core of the God of the Four Seasons took shape within his body.

But at the moment the Divine Core condensed, the Spring God looked at the three orbs of blazing gold, smoky blue, and silver-blue light that appeared in his palm, and felt only collapse and despair. At that moment, he had no desire to live, and only wanted to dissipate with his brothers.

Just when all hope seemed lost, Death God appeared.

Seeing the Spring God in this state, he did not hesitate to use his Authority to put the souls of the Summer God, Autumn God, and Winter God, which had not yet begun to dissipate, back into their respective bodies.

As a result, Death God suffered a tremendous backlash.

However, he was glad that he arrived in time; if he had waited until the Summer Autumn Winter God began to dissipate...

Even if he came, it wouldn't make any difference.