Chapter 358: Bread and Wine
Ruger, meanwhile, frowned from time to time. The so-called God of Knowledge—wasn't that title a little too grand? After all, knowledge often held extraordinary significance in the world of wizards. Then he heard it was supposedly shorthand for the God of Spreading Knowledge, which made Ruger roll his eyes. He felt that these faith-playing wizards all had a habit of exaggeration. Like that rat-raising fellow before—even though he was not even a formal wizard, his followers' prayers had already declared him the center of the Endless Sea, capable of everything.
In truth, after Old Lunse left, Ruger had consciously tried to curb his habit of rolling his eyes. After all, being outside was not as comfortable as being in that tiny potion shop; he still had to mind himself. But after arriving in the Endless Sea, if he did not restrain himself, he would probably roll his eyes all the way back to Burning Blood City. There were simply too many things worth rolling his eyes at.
If Old Lunse came here, his eyes would surely ache from all the rolling.
For example, the conflict and grudges between those two supreme gods, who stood on either side of the Chaotic Star Sea in this region, were not the simple territorial dispute Ruger had imagined. The struggle for the power of faith was not the source of it. There was a long-standing enmity behind it.
Normally speaking, such matters were secrets, whether considering how long ago they had happened or the level of power involved.
But according to Mahama, the Three-Flame Divine Palace's insults toward the God of Knowledge had served to uncover those secrets. Followers of the Three-Flame Divine Palace often called the God of Knowledge the Bread God, a petty fraud. The origin of