A Warning from the God of Time
As the Fallen God and the God of Luck were chatting, a strange noise suddenly came from the sky.
The two gods looked up at the same time.
It was a sanction imposed by the rules, descending from the heavens, solemn and chilling.
God of Luck lowered her head and looked at the ground.
The world is like a giant cycle.
It turned out that the group from the Lance Empire had been suffering repeated defeats under the rebels' offensive. With nowhere to turn, they remembered Deity Statue and knelt down before Fallen God, praying desperately.
But after praying for a long time, the Deity Statue remained motionless and showed no response whatsoever.
Driven by extreme anger, fear, and despair, they swarmed forward and smashed the Deity Statue of the Fallen God to pieces.
The Fallen Gods, however, are not as merciful as the God of Wealth, and will not take the punishment for these people.
And so those people died.
He successfully courted his own demise.
"How foolish."
The Fallen God, watching this scene, found it utterly laughable.
His current mindset is like watching a farcical comedy.
As God of Luck witnessed this scene, she felt a sense of relief and also a sense of admiration for the God of God of Wealth.
Not every god possesses that sense of responsibility and benevolence.
The God of Wealth twice shielded those mortals from the punishment of the rules, and He still remembers the pain he endured.
Looking back now, that soft-heartedness seems somewhat naive.
But if the world were full of gods like him, like Fallen Gods, that would be truly tragic.
Therefore, the God of Luck always holds a basic respect for those gods who are willing to stand up for their own kind and treat all other living beings equally.
"Now, let's get down to business."
The black divine Divine Power emanating from the Fallen God began to spread outwards little by little.
"You've ruined everything I've planned. God of Luck, how do you think you're going to make it up to me?"
You have to consider the owner before you beat a dog.
He did not care about the life and death of these mortals.
But His centuries-long plan was destroyed in a single day; this debt must be settled.
God of Luck smiled without saying a word.
He is quite self-aware of his own abilities.
In terms of pure Divine Power, he was no match for his opponent.
However, for a god, Divine Power is only one aspect of overall strength.
Luck, you could say.
Unfortunately, he was God of Luck.
Do you know what luck is?
As God of Luck said those words, a four-leaf clover appeared in her hand.
He really liked this grass; the four-leaf clover is a symbol of good luck.
The Fallen God's expression changed at that moment.
He frowned, his fingers clenched at his sides, and he seemed to be saying something, but the God of Luck couldn't hear him.
Finally, the Fallen God stared at the God of Luck, at those honey-colored eyes hidden beneath her light golden curls, then let out a cold snort and withdrew all the Divine Power he had released.
God of Luck casually touched the leaves of the four-leaf clover, her hat brim pulled low, revealing only a sliver of her curved lips.
"It seems you have something very important to do right now. Well then, go ahead and get busy. Take care, and don't bother seeing me out."
That tone was absolutely infuriating.
"See you next time. I'll make you pay."
"Really? Then I'll wait and see."
God of Luck stood still, watching the dark figure disappear. The smile on his face didn't fade, but the eyes beneath his hat gradually dimmed.
Only after the dark shadow disappeared into the horizon did he turn his gaze away, lower his head, and look at his hands.
But God of Luck was unaware of this at that time.
The other party wasn't seeking revenge against him.
God of Luck snapped out of her daze and moved the lollipop in her mouth from the left to the right.
The sugar swirled on my tongue, but the sweetness faded a bit.
"Don't worry, I won't go that far."
When things really get really out of hand, it probably won't be his turn.
God of Luck thought of her large group of Old Self.
Putting everything else aside, just consider the powerful Sea God and the invincible Asura God. If these two gods were to go too far, there would be no chance for the God of Luck to succeed.
Yes.
If we're really talking about destructive power or anything else, it's not even close to being one of them.
"Time, can I ask you a favor?"
"Can."
The God of Time answered decisively, so decisively that, in the eyes of the God of Luck, he didn't seem at all like the stingy person he had been before.
God of Luck twitched her eyelids slightly, glanced at him for two seconds, and seemed somewhat speechless.
Well, from another perspective, this is also quite good.
After all, it saves time and effort.
God of Luck produced something.
The moment that thing was taken out, the God of Time couldn't suppress the smile on his face. He immediately reached out, took it from the other's hand, and began to play with it between his fingers. He even temporarily put away the pocket Pocket Watch; at this moment, the God of Time's entire attention was focused on this new acquisition.
"Also, you'd better not involve alcohol in what you're doing. Otherwise, I won't help you next time."
Although the God of Time knew the other party wouldn't do that, for some reason, he couldn't help but offer a reminder.
God of Luck couldn't help but twitch at the corner of her mouth.
Of course, it wasn't because of that sentence itself, but because the other person's gaze was practically glued to the object in their hand when they said it. This blatant display made him want to complain in his mind.
Hehe.
If God of Wine himself came here, the other person's expression would probably do a complete 360-degree turn immediately.
God of Luck switched the candy in her mouth from right to left and mumbled a response:
"Of course not. I'm not that shameless."
As his Old Self, God of Wine, all he needs to do is remain that simple.
With them around, if even the unique frankness of God of Wine couldn't be preserved, then these Old Self would be utterly failures.
This point is a tacit consensus among almost all of Wuma Xiu's alternate identities. Even the Sea God, when setting up those inescapable traps, would subconsciously exclude the God of Wine.
All they need to do is keep going like this.
In addition, there is one more point.
As they gazed upon God of Wine contemplated God of Wine, the heavy burden in their hearts, however heavy, would lighten somewhat. In some ways, this was even more effective than the healing of the god of Spring God or the comfort of the God of Life.
"Alright. Now that you've said what you had to say, you can leave."
The God of Time has begun to expel the gods again.
He had other plans for the rest of the time.
If this God of Luck had any sense, it would have wisely gotten up and left when the goods were delivered.
God of Luck rolled her eyes.
He stood up, waved his hand, and put the chair back. Fine, fine, I'll leave then. I didn't want to stay here any longer anyway. But at least I've accomplished half of my goal for today.
Even though it's only half, it's enough.
Just as he was about to leave, the God of Time suddenly spoke again behind him.
"There's another point I need to remind you of. While I generally agree with your approach, the God of Wealth is different from the God of Wine. What he might want isn't this."
God of Luck paused.
"Although you two used to be very close, and I understand that, keeping him completely in the dark, and treating him with the same care as if he were something fragile, is perhaps not what the God of Wealth wants. If you continue like this, you might regret it someday."
This is the greatest warning the God of Time can give to the God of Luck.
God of Luck stood still, without turning back.
The candy in my mouth, I don't know when, has stopped being sweet.