(Cold Snap)
After returning to the dormitory, Bai Ye lay on his bed, preparing to contact his goddess.
Communicating with the god one believed in was probably a priest's traditional special ability. Of course, a god was not someone a priest could contact whenever they wanted.
Some priests were practically simps, desperately trying to please their deity by doing everything they could. Unfortunately, the deity favored only those under their protection. Aside from the most basic blessings, they would never spare those simp priests a second glance.
Well, some gods were even remarkably unreliable.
For example, there was once a priest who wanted to cast a divine grace spell at a critical moment, only to find himself unable to cast a single divine spell because the goofy god he worshipped was busy with something else and had forgotten to answer him.
The poor guy died without ever figuring out why his god had ignored him.
Yes, although they were called gods, these deities had the same emotions and desires as mortals. They were not fair, and they often played favorites among their followers.
However, Bai Ye could contact his goddess anytime, anywhere. He did not even need to cautiously send a "You there?" message. As long as he performed the ritual, he could contact her directly.
In the goddess's words, it was probably something like, "Don't ask if I'm here. Just tell me what you need."
Pressing his Holy Emblem, Bai Ye slowly closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into the Metatron's Cube symbol at its center.
A while later, he opened his eyes.
His pupils turned pale gold once more, and Bai Ye could feel that he had, in some inexplicable way, connected with an incomparably vast and magnificent will.
That was the strongest being in this multiverse,