The Saying of the Five Gods

With their leader slaughtered, the sudden explosion of elemental energy in the space caused widespread casualties. As nearly a hundred barbarians launched a frenzied counterattack, the Wolf Cavalry retreated.

The Wolf Cavalry of the Behemoth Orcs was the only unit among the Beastmen of Behemoth that understood the importance of assessing the situation. Unlike other Behemoth units, once they entered the battlefield and their bloodlust took over, they would charge headlong, either killing or being killed.

Through countless combat experiences, the Wolf Cavalry knew very well that this mission had failed. It wouldn't be long before the Earth Dragon Legion and the border troops of the Kingdom of Locke arrived to reinforce them.

Therefore, after the elemental explosion, they retreated without hesitation.

After many years, the Behemoth Orcs, having foolishly believed the Holy See's lies, dispatched their first legion onto human territory. They arrived full of confidence but left in disgrace, leaving behind a pile of scimitars and failing to even take a scrap of Dina's skirt. They had lost face to their ancestors.

Centered around Allen, the explosion of countless magic power elements created a vacuum of magic. The bodies of numerous Wolf Cavalry were blown to smithereens by the elemental energy.

Outside the north gate of Outpost County, a nauseating smell of blood wafted over. This time, unlike the previous two elemental explosions, Allen was not harmed by the surrounding elements, but he felt as if his strength had been instantly drained, and he collapsed limply.

Sakre, being closer to Allen this time, was not spared despite his Battle Qi protection. He was still severely injured by the rampaging magic elements.

Dragging his exhausted body, Sakre walked over to the unconscious Allen, hoisted him up, and struggled back towards the north gate.

Watching Dina's retreating figure as she went to meet them, Wood sighed and said in a voice only he could hear, "The power of a heretic. Alas, poor fellow. It seems he won't witness the fate of that high-level magical beast, the Vajra Scarlet Ape."

"Where are the scimitars?" This was the first thing Allen said after waking up from a night of unconsciousness.

Everyone exchanged glances.

Yorkshire was closest to the bedside. As Allen sat up, he grabbed Yorkshire by the collar and asked again, "Where are the scimitars?"

"What scimitars?" Yorkshire looked at the pale Allen, utterly bewildered. He wondered if this guy had been beaten silly.

"The Wolf Cavalry's scimitars! Hundreds of Wolf Cavalry died, where are all those scimitars?"

The Old Butler walked to the bedside with a grin, patted Allen's shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, hehe. I had Dina bring them all back to the Old Castle. They're good stuff, can fetch a good price. If Dina hadn't protected them, that old fellow Wood almost snatched them away."

Indeed, having an elder at home is like having a treasure. Allen, having been poor for too long, gave the Old Butler a look that said, You truly understand me.

Dina entered, supporting Sakre, who was limping, and showed her characteristic silly smile to her Second Young Master.

The Old Butler dropped his smile and said to Allen with a very serious expression, "Is there anything you need to tell us?"

Allen rubbed the back of his head, pretending not to understand.

The Old Butler scanned the faces of Dina, Sakre, and Yorkshire one by one before saying, "Speak. No one here will betray you."

Sakre, finally feeling like he belonged in this circle, showed a gratified smile.

He felt it was time to make his presence known and said with feigned seriousness, "How is it that without Battle Qi, you became stronger than a Bearman?"

Allen gave a wry smile. "Chaos. Does everyone know about it?"

Sakre stumbled, suddenly feeling that his mouth was truly cursed.

Everyone was greatly alarmed. Even the naive Dina gasped in surprise.

The Old Butler's expression changed drastically, his old face filled with disbelief. However, he seemed more excited than scared.

"You've heard of it?" Allen couldn't smile. He could tell from their expressions that whatever had happened to him was likely not a good thing.

"What exactly happened?" The Old Butler's expression was very serious.

Allen recounted everything that had happened during his confrontation with Viri, from beginning to end, including the time stop and the small figure wrapped in thick black mist.

Sakre recalled the scene at the time and nodded, saying he had also seen many strange phenomena occur around Allen, including the totem that resembled a dragon-python hybrid.

The Old Butler remained silent for a long time, sighing repeatedly.

"What are those expressions? What exactly happened?" Allen was getting annoyed. It seemed that everyone in the room knew, more or less, what Chaos represented, except for him who was completely clueless.

The Old Butler's expression was very conflicted, as if he were carefully choosing his words. The expressions of the others were not much better.

Seeing Allen growing more anxious, the Old Butler finally sighed heavily. "Do you know about Chaos, the God of Chaos?"

"Ah, the God of Wontons?" Allen chuckled. "Is there a God of Dumpling Wrappers too?"

"Ignoramus!" The Old Butler hit Allen's head hard with his cane and continued, "You must have seen the forbidden text of the Ice Goddess Cult, right?"

"I have," Allen replied, recalling that there was a copied version on the bookshelf.

"Forbidden text" was merely the name given by followers of the Overgod; the original title of the book was "The Beginning."

It did not recount events on the Saint Cassis Continent but rather spoke of all beginnings. The world was initially a void of chaos. After hundreds of millions of years, it transformed into five divine beings, successively: the Overgod, the Holy Father Gaia; the God of the Abyss, Tartarus; the God of Darkness, Erebus; the Night Goddess, Nyx; and the Elf Goddess, Eros.

The eldest, the Overgod, was the most famous, not only because he was the first to emerge but perhaps because he was lonely and had vast amounts of time to squander, thus creating the world and many living beings.

The second, due to not emerging as early as the Overgod, saw no place for himself in the mortal world and retreated to the deepest parts of the earth to rule. Many also referred to this place as hell or the underworld, the world where the wicked went after death.

When the third emerged, he saw that both heaven and earth were occupied. He had nowhere to go. However, his second brother was an honest fellow, so he directly called him to the underworld to start a business together, mainly responsible for security checks. After a soul died, it had to pass through the third one's inspection before being allowed into the underworld. The third was also a god, and perhaps he liked swimming since childhood, so he created the Styx. All souls had to cross the Styx after death.

However, the second and third brothers had little business because the beings created by the Overgod had no diseases or killings. The number of accidental deaths throughout the year was only a handful, which led the second and third brothers through a long period of entrepreneurial hardship.

The fourth was a daughter, and she also didn't see eye-to-eye with the eldest. Damn it, you're the eldest, you eat the meat, and you don't even give us the soup.

The fourth daughter was quite cunning. I can't deal with you, big brother, so I'll just mess with the world and the beings you created. As a result, the various creations of the Overgod suffered greatly. The world gained night and day, and living beings gained pain, disease, old age, revenge, and death.

The second and third brothers were overjoyed. Our fourth sister is so smart, full of wicked ideas. Now the underworld can finally open for business, with a constant stream of customers! People started forming gangs to fight over territory, and then queued up to die.

Finally, there was the fifth. The fifth was also a daughter, but this daughter had a good heart. Seeing that the beings created by her eldest brother were almost wiped out by her fourth sister's meddling, she thought, What should I do? So, she transformed into the God of Desire, scattering aphrodisiacs all over the world. Then, living beings and species began to reproduce, so that the second and third brothers could have business, and the fourth sister could continue to cause trouble.

Countless eons passed, and the titles of the five divine beings changed repeatedly. By the time they reached the Saint Cassis Continent, the eldest had become the Overgod.

Tartarus, the second eldest, had his prestige rise higher and higher. However, perhaps because his main job was tormenting the dead, everyone saw him as a scoundrel and referred to him as the Abyss God.

The third eldest transformed from a security checker into the Dark God, also known as the God of the Underworld or the God of the Styx. He had very little presence, and few heretics worshipped him. But it made sense; who would pray to someone in charge of a river?

The fourth eldest, due to her wicked schemes, was called the Night Goddess. Just by her name, you could tell she wasn't from a good family. Seventy to eighty percent of the heretics on the Saint Cassis Continent worshipped her.

The fifth eldest was kind-hearted, a typical naive sweetheart. Heretics called her the Elf Goddess or the Forest Goddess, among other titles. Her followers weren't as diverse, consisting only of the equally obsessive Elves and Druids.

The book "The Beginning," known as a forbidden text, narrated the story of these five siblings constantly bickering.

"The Beginning" was banned by the Holy See, much like illustrated versions of "The Plum in the Golden Vase" in my previous life. Anyone caught hoarding it would be criticized. However, the Holy See didn't have the patience for criticism; they'd directly send offenders to the stake and roast them until they were medium-well done.

Yet, most heretics who worshipped the second, third, fourth, and fifth eldest regarded "The Beginning" as a sacred text.

Allen usually read the book for amusement, never taking it seriously or paying it much mind.

Seeing Allen's indifferent expression, the Old Butler calmly said, "The Five Gods were created by Chaos, as you call it – the beginning of chaos, the start of the boundless."

Allen felt a chill run down his spine, his body growing cold. Still, he stubbornly retorted, "That's impossible. Isn't the Overgod the supreme ruler who created everything?"

"You believe the Holy See's nonsense!" the Old Butler said disdainfully. "I don't know if what 'The Beginning' describes is true or not, but throughout the continent's thousands of years of recorded history, three individuals have claimed to be Chaos's earthly envoys."

"Who were they?" Allen had never heard of this before.

The Dark Demon God of the Otherworldly Green Demon Tribe. He led the Green Demon Tribe in invading the Saint Cassis Continent three thousand years ago and died.

Sakre continued, "The second was a Hell Black Dragon Knight, the first human Qi Warrior to reach the Sword Saint realm. He was besieged by all the supreme experts on the continent at the time and also died. This happened two thousand years ago, according to the records. Oh, and it's said this guy was also from another world, but he just looked quite similar to humans."

Yorkshire shook his head and added, "The third incident occurred a thousand years ago with the Lich King of the Demon Realm. He led the Demon Race to conquer more than half of the Saint Cassis Continent, but was later killed by the Behemoth Heavenly King Priest, who was then known as the strongest under the stars."

Allen's heart skipped a beat because he keenly noticed a common trait among the three unfortunate individuals: none of them were native residents. They were all migrant workers from other worlds, not indigenous to the Saint Cassis Continent. This was just like him. In his situation, trying to blend in on the Saint Cassis Continent, he probably wouldn't even get a temporary residence permit if he hadn't transmigrated.

Dina, not noticing her Second Young Master's expression, said confusedly, "What a coincidence, it's every thousand years, and they all died."

Allen picked up a pillow and threw it at her.

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