Again?

"Is this how you, the Fated, dare to defy the heavens and confront the gods directly?!"

Seeing more and more eyes radiating divine aura on the treetop, Hong Lin asked this question with trepidation.

She was scared, truly scared; perhaps no player could remain calm in this situation.

She initially thought it was just Cheng Shi exaggerating his boast to his the Fated, but she never expected that what he said was actually true!

How dare the Fated do such a thing?

Destiny really that powerful? Even with so many of them appearing, it can still protect the Fated!?

Hong Lin's eyes suddenly changed from fear to fervor; she had never worshipped "Destiny" as much as she did now!

The excitement in her heart even dispelled some of her panic. Her gaze was fixed on Cheng Shi, no, on Cheng Shi's hand. She was searching for the Dice!

The Dice of Destiny!

She couldn't wait to get that Dice right now and join her the Fated!

That's so cool, that's so awesome, that's so exhilarating!

However, looking at Cheng Shi, who remained motionless beside her...

Do not call me, the system has crashed.

Cheng Shi shrank back behind Hong Lin, trembling and not daring to utter a sound.

Huh? Are you talking to me?

I have no idea, this is the first time I've ever seen this.

They probably... didn't come looking for me, right?

He's completely bewildered now, even more so than on the day the [Faith Game] came.

What he was seeing was almost beyond his expectations, but he wondered if it was all within Cheng Dashi's expectations.

So what exactly does he want to do by pushing himself to "complete" this Trials, to attract the attention of [Prosperity], and even to bring [Prosperity] into the game?

[Destiny] just mentioned assimilation, and [Prosperity] also mentioned symbiosis. So, as I predicted, [Prosperity]'s vision of Cosmic Prosperity is different from everyone else's understanding.

He is clearly the most selfish and predatory one!

Their Lord of Grace, Destiny, clearly wasn't buying it, so the two of them were already fighting in the treetops.

But that's not how I wrote my script...

When I was trying to fool Hong Lin before, I said that [Prosperity] and [Destiny] were on the same side, but now, the two gods are fighting each other. How am I supposed to explain this to her?

So, your idea that your second Faith is "Destiny" is going to fall through?

Ah?

That Big Cat won't beat me up, will she?

Even if "Destiny" clashed with "Prosperity" to protect itself, what were those "They" in the sky doing?

Watching the show?

That's unlikely. The gods wouldn't need to come in person to watch the spectacle, much less reveal their "Eyes of the Gods" here. Therefore, those who have come here must have ulterior motives...

But the question is, what exactly are they thinking?

As he pondered this, Cheng Shi's pupils suddenly contracted as he realized a problem: Could they be planning to take advantage of the chaos?

Whether it's stealing, exchanging, or merging, all the gods are ultimately coveting each other's Divine Authority. So, now that an opportunity has arisen, have all these high and mighty beings come here because they smelled it?

So who are they targeting?!

This problem seems easy.

Cheng Shi swallowed hard and turned to look into the depths of the rainforest.

It is obvious that the weakest one at this moment is... [Decay].

The corrupt were so corrupted by their own stolen Faith that they offered it to "prosperity" that they were driven to their doorstep by "Decay"!

Ha?

Could this be Cheng Dashi purpose?

Use the arrival of prosperity to bring about the decline of Decay, and then invite the gods to attack it.

His target was "Decay"? Did I guess wrong?

No, that still doesn't seem right.

Cheng Shi's brows furrowed deeply. Hong Lin, who was still reeling from the appearance of the [Gods], noticed the complex emotions Change Cheng Shi's expression and quietly asked:

"You just went to..."

Before he could finish speaking, Cheng Shi vanished again with a "whoosh."

"..."

Hong Lin, now the only one left present, looked at the countless twinkling stars in the sky and seemed to have guessed something.

Her expression shifted in shock, but she remained silent, continuing to stare motionlessly at the top of the tree canopy.

At the same time, I thought:

Which one of Him summoned him?

Void.

No, it doesn't seem to be Void.

Although this place is as dark as the Void, the Void itself is not as sorrowful.

Yes, sorrow!

The moment Cheng Shi opened his eyes again, he felt an endless sorrow spreading in the air, which made him feel pity involuntarily.

He didn't know who the object of his pity was, but he felt that he should offer sympathy, even if it was just a tiny bit of deep pity.

He felt as if his senses were submerged in water, becoming blurred and dulled in his perception of everything around him. This feeling seemed familiar, but he couldn't recall where he had experienced it before. He felt that his thinking had also slowed down, becoming as sluggish as that of an old man in his twilight years.

Wait, old age... elderly...

Cheng Shi was startled, then suddenly realized something.

Just then, the endless darkness suddenly lit up.

A blinding crimson color first caught his eye, followed by thick black blood that gradually peeled away from his vision and flowed down, slowly clearing Cheng Shi's eyes.

When he could see his surroundings clearly, he found himself standing inside a palace made of black, massive stones. No, calling it a palace might not be quite right; the interior was far too simple, more like a... tomb, a tomb with simple lines and no clutter.

However, the space was so vast that Cheng Shi had the illusion that he was in a palace.

In the very center of this mausoleum, an old and frail giant lay motionless on the ground beside the blood-red Divine Throne.

The giant's body was covered in festering sores, and his left hand, now just a bone, weakly supported the Divine Throne formed of black blood beside him. His right hand raised a long fingernail, sharp as a knife, and slashed at his only intact belly skin, leaving deep wounds.

But the excessively aged skin had long since lost its color, and no matter how deep the wound was, not a single drop of blood flowed out.

Seeing this, sorrowful black blood flowed from his wax-like eye sockets.

Black blood flowed down his wrinkled face, dripped onto the ground, and then gradually merged into the ground beneath his feet, disappearing from sight.

But Cheng Shi clearly felt that just as the black blood disappeared, a terrifying Decay power of decay surged out from beneath his feet.

Fortunately, the force was directed outwards and did not cause him any trouble, but he still instinctively shuddered and took half a step back.

[Decay]!

Before him stood the undisputed second god of [Sinking], [Decay]!

Why is He here too?

No, should we say, is He here to cause trouble?

After all, the prosperity that descended upon the Sighing Forest was entirely due to his own offering, and what he offered was none other than the Faith of Decay.

Everything in sight that was "Decay" was Sacrifice by Cheng Shi to "prosperity." This was tantamount to helping "prosperity" break down the corner of the neighbor's wall or even dig up the foundation of the neighbor's house. With such a hatred of confiscation and extermination, he felt that this brother was already the greatest leniency by letting him live to see Him once.