Death Makes No Difference

"Lord Captain, do you think the Meilan God might have already awakened?"

Cang Xu suddenly raised this question, causing the fishman youth to involuntarily feel a shock in his heart.

He thought for a moment and chuckled lightly, "How could that be? What we are doing is a blasphemy against the gods! If the Meilan God had already awakened, she would definitely fly into a great rage and inflict the harshest punishment upon us."

"Instead of continuing to bestow divine favors down like this, just like now."

Cang Xu sighed, his expression still worried, "Lord Captain, I make this guess not out of baseless imagination, but based on two factual premises."

"The first premise is me."

"I am an Undead Mage, yet I became a Meilan Believer, and among the divine favors I obtained were special divine arts that allow me to guide others in believing in the gods. Moreover, these divine arts involve soulful secrets that even Zhou Zhang did not receive."

"Such special divine arts were clearly newly created. If the Meilan God is in slumber, could she create these divine arts?"

"The second premise is your recent two prayers, Lord Captain."

"We consumed divine grace to conduct our prayers. According to conventional logic, they should be targeted divine favors."

"Yet the divine favors you obtained both times were neither the contents nor the requests within your prayers."

"It is as if the Meilan God does not want you to master the method of leaving this place, and wants to keep you here instead."

These words made the fishman youth feel a chill in his heart.

He remained silent for a moment before slowly shaking his head, a hint of solemnity appearing on his face, "What you said is correct; both of these are facts."

"However, I am