The Gods' Business Was Unresolved, So They Asked Order

(Two chapters of D-cup, 6400 words!)

Under the Prosperity's Divine Shade, the cooperation was finalized, and the God War above the Canopy Sea came to an end.

Prosperity failed; it was affected by chaos, bound by Destiny, slandered by Folly, and finally imprisoned by Truth.

In this God War unseen by Mortals, He grew weaker with each battle, yet no help ever appeared. Thus, isolated and helpless, Prosperity gave up the struggle at the end of the God War, resignedly sealed away by Truth in His kingdom.

The redundant laws of the universe and the complex truths of the world transform into chains that cleanse Divinity, each one piercing through the Divine Body of "prosperity" and binding Him to the essential tower built for Him by "Truth".

From then on, He was no longer the climax of life or the abundance of the mind, but a prisoner of Civilization and a weary slave.

According to the provisions of the Covenant, when one of the signatories of the Covenant is imprisoned and deprived of freedom, his or her Emissary have the power to inherit the Divine Authority the True God.

So when Truth achieved its expected victory, in the presence of the gods on the Sea of the Canopy, it used the means of Truth to extract the bloodline of the defenseless Desolate Walker, Eupusca, and embed it into its own body.

Life, biology, heredity, grafting... each of these was His specialty. So Eupusca died, no, it should be said that Dizer died. He was left with only the soul sealed in the Gift of Scars, while His body, or rather His identity, had been stolen by Truth.

There is still a Dizer in the world, but He is no longer the second son of Prosperity, because the second son has another god.

A pair of haughty, white, Chaos eyes, filled with disdain and contempt, sneered, their tone full of Yin-Yang.

"Brilliant, truly brilliant. Willing to be a son of prosperity for the sake of Faith integration—that's the Truth, after all, the Truth is to accomplish the most complex goal in the simplest way."

I'm starting to admire you.

A pair of eyes, painted with spirals and stars, opened beside the pair of white eyes, and said in an icy tone:

"Truth has already taken its first step on its own path. And you, when will your grand plan begin?"

"Don't come near me, [Destiny], don't infect me with your [misfortune]."

"You want to fight?"

"Crude, manic, and illogical."

I'm just expressing my feelings. If you want to fight, go find [War]. I think He's been hiding in the back for long enough; perhaps He's already itching to fight.

Upon hearing this, the pair of heterochromatic eyes, flowing with Blood and Fire, fell silent. After a moment, it spoke in a deep voice:

"...[The Covenant]... cannot be violated..."

"Tch—I really want to know, where did that courage you had when you cleansed the Cosmos with [Order] and stepped into the [Sea of Desire] go?"

You won't end up like "Order," defeated by the "Sea of Desire," torn to pieces by endless desires, will you?

Hmm? Are you experiencing "fear (of war)" or "social withdrawal (of war)"?

"..."

Now no god responded. No one could withstand the constant mockery of [Folly]. The gods despised Him and rarely paid any attention to Him.

But just then, another pair of eyes, painted with spirals and stars, opened before the heterochromatic eyes of Blood and Fire. As soon as it appeared, it smiled at the heterochromatic eyes:

"If you have any reservations, why don't you follow me? I'll charge in for you, and together we'll take down that Foul Mouth, how about it?"

Upon hearing this, even those white eyes that radiated endless mockery fell silent.

Where there is Deception, no God will pay attention to Him.

Before long, more and more eyes opened on the sea of treetops.

Two people from [Life] arrived, but neither commented on [Prosperity]'s defeat.

[Sinking] There is only one, and it's a pity that they couldn't get a share in the recent God War.

[Truth] is still merging, [War] is hesitant and submissive, [Chaos] has arrived in full force, but now all have fallen silent.

[Existence] consists only of [Memory], [time] seems to never appear in this situation.

The great "Nothingness" is one that observes coldly from the sidelines, and the other that only laughs.

Once [Truth] has completed its integration in the divine dimension, it begins to seek the right of [Prosperity] from [Covenant].

Just then, just when the gods thought the matter was about to end, [Deception] spoke up. He appeared beside [Truth] with a grin and said, "Full of apology":

"Sorry, Pen Master, the Divine Authority of [Prosperity] isn't just yours to inherit; I have a share too."

Upon hearing this, the gods' expressions all darkened.

No one likes [Deception] to become stronger, because other gods might be cautious in their words and actions due to various concerns, but He is different; He only wants to please Himself.

He would do anything for amusement.

So when [Deception] uttered these words, all the gods except [Destiny] frowned.

[Truth] seemed to have anticipated that He would cause trouble, so He stepped aside and gestured for [Deception] to go first.

Seeking a succession of Divine Authority from the Covenant is not merely a matter of words; all decisions concerning the Covenant require the personal involvement of Justice (Order) and the exercise of its judgment power in accordance with the rules.

The meaning of "Truth" is quite clear: He is certain that "Deception" cannot persuade "Justice (Order)" because He has no connection whatsoever with "prosperity," and without connection, there is no reason to inherit the Divine Authority of "prosperity."

While the gods were cautiously watching Deception, waiting to see what tricks it would play next, it unexpectedly summoned Justice (Order) first.

A scale drawn from stars and flowing light appeared before the [Gods]. The moment it appeared, the Cosmos resounded with a rigid, incoherent Divine Resonance of countless rules.

The entire space-time was in turmoil. The sea of tree canopies sank infinitely, the blazing sun rose rapidly, reality was stretched infinitely and became fragile and thin, and then all the gods present were pulled into a dazzling starry Starry Sky.

Here, light and darkness are in perfect order, the Milky Way moves in orderly fashion, and every freely twinkling and revolving star is so harmonious, as if some unseen law, unfathomable to humans or even gods, is binding them, making the entire Cosmos incredibly Order!

Even the gods were forcibly placed in symmetrical positions, becoming part of this harmonious Starry Sky.

"Why have you summoned me here?"

The spiral reversed, starlight flickered, and those upturned eyes glanced at [Destiny] beside them, then at [Memory] opposite them, and chuckled:

"Don't play dumb, you old fogey. You heard me? I demand to inherit the Divine Authority of the Mother of Prosperity. Oh, and the Truth wants it too, so let's split it in half."

The stars in the scales rose and fell for a moment, seemingly examining the qualifications of the two people before them. Soon after, they once again issued a powerful call of "Order".

Why is the "Mother of Prosperity" trapped?

"I don't know, you'll have to ask [the Truth]."

Before Truth could speak, Folly, who was opposite Truth, spoke first.

"The Covenant does not investigate cause and effect. When did you become a gossip?"

Could it be that [Fear (Order)] has already merged with you?

"..."

[Deception] scoffed, turning to [Folly] and mockingly said:

"It's rare to see you actually stand on the side of [Truth]. What, has the great [Folly] bowed down to the even greater [Truth]?"

"..."

Well, now they're all shut up.

On the scales of justice, a pair of eyes etched with the laws of Order opened, looking at [Deception] and coldly denying its qualifications.

"[Deception], you have no right to inherit."

"Old relic, please stop talking nonsense. I'm not like some gods who would fight to be the son of the Mother of Prosperity, so naturally I have no right to inherit."

"Then why did you summon me here to convene the [The Gods' Covenant Assembly]?"

Hehe~

Naturally, it's to help those with inheritance rights knock on your door in advance, so you don't have to be so old and frail and take forever to show up.

After saying that, those playful eyes blinked lightly, and two figures instantly appeared in front of the [Gods], two bewildered human figures.

"Behold, the eldest daughter of [Prosperity], Flazhol, she has come."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the gods present turned their gazes to the two humans who should not have been there.

Feeling as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him, Cheng Shi trembled and forced out a pale smile.

Hong Lin, standing to the side, was even more frightened, but she managed to steady herself and simply closed her eyes, trying to avoid seeing it.

As long as I cannot see the gods present, then I am not under their gaze.

This warrior of "Prosperity" finally learned a new skill from Cheng Shi: self-deception.

"A pointless Foolish Deed."

Just as [Folly] was about to make a sarcastic remark, [Memory], who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up. He looked at Cheng Shi with great interest, his eyes flashing with all the history of the Fungus-Footed People.

"You are just as cunning as your Lord of Grace."

Cheng Shi dared not utter a sound, but [the Deception] dared.

He scoffed in return, retorting with only three words: "Want to fight?"

[Memory] Withdrew the history from its gaze, and returned to silence once more.

At that moment, [Truth] looked in Hong Lin's direction, its eyes reflecting the unraveling laws of the universe.

He merely reviewed everything that had happened that day, and thus understood all the causes and consequences, and then, without joy or sorrow, said:

"When did Deception and Memory come together?"

[Memory] He gave a soft hum and made no response. He never explained Memory to anyone, because all of history was His collection, and only He could decide what was in that collection.

Seeing that [Memory] had closed its eyes, [Folly] spoke again from afar.

"If a distorted history can be called history, then how can a grafted Faith not be a true Faith?"

So, does this mean that "prosperity" did not violate the "Covenant"? And was everything I just witnessed just a joke?

Since that's the case, why don't we all embrace "prosperity" together and coexist with it?

So it turns out He saw through the true nature of the Cosmos before us. Ha, how laughable.

?

This Yin-Yang thing must be [Folly], right?

Cheng Shi was taken aback. He cautiously glanced at the white eyes out of the corner of his eye, then thought to himself:

No wonder your Believer are all like that. Well, whatever.

But to be fair, why can't a history that has been altered be called history? Why do you want to coexist with it and drag me into it?

Cheng Shi grew anxious. He glanced at his Lord of Grace behind him, and seeing that He showed no intention of stopping him, he raised his hand and said, "I object!"

This childish voice drew the attention of all the gods. [Folly] let out a disdainful sneer, and the scales of heaven echoed with a solemn, purifying Cosmos:

"Humans have no right to participate in the Gods' Covenant Assembly."

"..." Cheng Shi was at a loss. He awkwardly withdrew his hand, but just then, two other voices rang out on the field.

One was as cold as an abyss, the other was always smiling and laughing.

"I object."

"I agree."