Order You to Strike Immediately... (@Engrave．--大神认证(2/5))
Seeing that Ming Yuanwu remained silent for a long time, the Goddess of Light uttered these words and began to lead Ming Yuanwu away from Eldran, heading towards the Divine Court along the Celestial Rail.
After explaining her relationship with Hecate, she inexplicably fell into a coma. When she awoke, she was completely unharmed, as if she had just had a spa treatment. The Scholar told herself:
"Alright, someone has paid a hefty sum to redeem you. The good fortune and the ransom are settled. Today I'm releasing you, but I'm also cutting off your escape route. Keep your mouth shut and don't cause any trouble. If you expose me, your lover will also suffer."
It gave me a strange sense of déjà vu, like being redeemed from a brothel and receiving instructions before parting.
The Scholar then made her sign Contract of unknown contents, and then instructed her to take Ming Yuanwu to the Divine Court.
Having learned about Hecate's wishes and attitude, the Goddess of Light felt she should follow the Scholar's lead, even though Scholar had previously dissected her.
She gloriously became a traitor; she had long disliked the corrupt Divine Court!
A group of Chief Gods and the sleeping previous Chief Gods did nothing but enjoy the Power of Faith. The hard work was usually done by the Chief Gods with lower strength, leading the other gods. But she was Chief God for a thousand years and worked like a beast of burden for a thousand years, yet she received the least amount of faith!
Actually, the main issue was that the Scholar promised her a Godhead. The Divine Court World had long been unable to produce Godhead, as all the functions and conditions for the birth of Godhead had been divided up by the eighteen Primordial Chief Gods.
This gentleman touched me with his sincerity.
On the way, the Goddess of Light looked at Ming Yuanwu with a strange gaze, sensing a strange aura about him that strongly attracted her.
What did the Scholar give you?
Ming Yuanwu said he didn't know:
"I have a cheat program on my panel, does that count?"
"The Career Panel is just a toy of the Gods; no matter how you manipulate it, it won't affect Gods."
The Goddess of Light shook her head, then led Ming Yuanwu straight into the Divine Court. The gates of the Divine Court were golden, soaring into the clouds, with the images of eighteen Primordial Chief Gods carved on the lintel. The statues were lifelike, each exuding an aura of oppressive power that made people dare not look directly at them.
One man and one god, open and honest, met the Fire God.
"What about the Command Chief God?"
The Fire God sat on his throne, his beard unkempt, looking somewhat drunk, and holding a bottle of some unknown wine in his hand. His gaze swept over the Goddess of Light, ignoring Ming Yuanwu, who was squatting obediently beside him.
"I don't know, I didn't see it."
The Goddess of Light replied calmly.
Damn it, you old bastard! You knew the Command Chief God was going to do something bad, yet you deliberately let him succeed, and you're still asking your mother here!
The Fourth-Generation Fire God pondered for a moment:
"Okay, you can leave now."
The Goddess of Light turned and left, Ming Yuanwu hurriedly followed.
The moment the man and the god stepped onto the golden path of the Divine Court, three statues in mid-air began to glow, and one of them flew straight to Ming Yuanwu's front.
The statues originally floated on both sides of the golden avenue, each ten feet tall, carved from an unknown white stone.
"What the hell?" Ming Yuanwu instinctively covered his head with his hands and squatted down.
The Goddess of Light looked at the three statues, her expression gradually becoming surprised and puzzled.
"The guidance of inheritance states that shining signifies eligibility to become the next Chief God. The Divine Court is generally shrouded in darkness for millennia, yet you possess three divine positions..."
She pointed to the three statues.
The first shield: a holy shield covered with serpent patterns, adorned with holy feathers, guarding the city-state in the just war, and symbolizing the Wisdom Main God. The serpent carved on the shield represents knowledge, the holy feathers represent wisdom, and the city-state and justice represent His Authority.
The second statue depicts a graceful figure with a light cloak draped over her shoulders, holding a bow in one hand and a seven-stringed lyre in the other. This is the symbol of the Light Chief God, but unlike her own statue, this is the image of the first Light Chief God.
The third figure: Armored and wielding a long spear, with a robust Physique, accompanied by hunting dogs and eagles, is a symbol of the God of War, the embodiment of strength and courage.
"Um... if the Chief God is still in power, do I need to wait?"
Once he realized what was happening, Ming Yuanwu asked, "I'm so eager to improve."
"Yes, there are gods who have died mysteriously after waiting for thousands of years."
Ming Yuanwu nodded in disappointment, while the Heavenly Soul above his head slightly raised the corners of its mouth, almost letting out a soft hum.
Fortune is about to strike.
If a mortal is given the opportunity to become Chief God, and he seizes this opportunity, Ming Yuanwu will no longer be just a pawn, but will have the chance to be played on the table.
A shirtless man emerged from a temple on the horizon. His muscles were bulging, his skin was covered with scars from battles, and his hair was dark red, like a punk rocker.
"You've come at just the right time," he said, his voice booming like rolling thunder. "I'm preparing to fall into slumber."
Ming Yuanwu was momentarily at a loss for how to react.
Is he finally free from the fate of being a sex slave to three families?
"Actually, your real cheat code is luck."
After a moment of surprise, the Goddess of Light spoke to Ming Yuanwu.
Witnessing the Goddess of Light ascend and leave with Ming Yuanwu, Su Luo's figure slowly emerged from the Void, standing on the shattered land of Eldran. Han Song remained invisible beside her, close to Su Luo's side and back.
"Did you figure it out?"
Han Song nodded, then shook his head:
"The Fortune is too intense, indescribable, more than all the Survivors I've ever seen combined, though I haven't seen many since I got my profession... The Fortune surges, its colors change, it even seems to evaporate. Soaring dragons and rising phoenixes, it's as if it's alive."
"Are there maggots wriggling inside the Fortune?" Su Luo asked.
"Hiss~ That's a more vivid description... You can see Fortune now?" Han Song replied.
"Not yet, but Ming Yuanwu has something unclean about him. The data from the past few days suggests he's communicating with some kind of consciousness, but the process is being concealed."
He paused, then added, "I can intercept the data packets on the Career Panel; the mood swings are just too strange."
Su Luo couldn't find anything unusual about Ming Yuanwu's body, and given the strange Fortune, she immediately suspected that Fortune.
"I don't understand these things, but Fortune indeed mysterious." Han Song scratched his head, unsure of what to say.
"Next, your Three Thousand Mortal Realms Clone in the mortal realm will each influence their Mortal Realms. At that time, you will go to each Mortal Realm to reap the Fortune."
Su Luo wasn't going to let Han Song sit idle; he still needed to cultivate his Fortune properly so that she would have some initial resources when she developed Fortune.
"That's great! I'll control the Fortune of the world!" Han Song was overjoyed; he had something to do again.
He had been wanting to find something to do for a long time. Ye Xu's Dreamscape had long been automated and didn't need him; he couldn't handle the affairs within the district either, such as the daily management of the Mutual Aid Association, resource allocation, and the training of Survivors.
She follows Su Luo around all day now, afraid that she might fall for Song Shige and be dragged off to toughen up her will.
Let's put it this way: Han Song would rather strike the Demon Orb 20,000 times than stay in Blood City.
It remains firm and resilient despite countless trials and tribulations, standing firm against the winds from all directions.