Akivili said incredulously:
"...What evil god? What 'Destruction'?! Even if you ascended to godhood, you'd only become a god like 'Abundance'!"
Aside from healing, his best friend had already fulfilled the requirements of selflessness and altruism.
Akivili said no more on the matter. He guaranteed that their wanted notices would be withdrawn within half a month and declared that nothing like this would happen on their next journey.
Could Xianyu believe that? If Akivili wasn't wanted somewhere, would he even be Akivili?
His tone was doleful. "Akivili, please develop an accurate understanding of yourself."
Akivili was deeply indignant. "I am not a disaster magnet... Don't underestimate a god-"
The god and the man bantered for a while, but the Aeon was still worried and added, "My best friend, as long as you travel with me, you won't need to lift a finger."
"A god will protect his followers."
Xianyu smiled. "All right."
Half a month later, the Aeon delivered on his promise. He and the Nameless took action, having their wanted notices withdrawn and overthrowing the incompetent ruler.
The Natives were overjoyed. They crowded around the benefactors who had changed everything, loudly praising their achievements.
Akivili, who should have been the center of attention, hastily nodded in acknowledgment after hearing one person's praise, then walked toward his follower.
The Aeon looked up and met Xianyu's eyes.
His voice brimmed with pride. "See? Wasn't I right?"
Xianyu chuckled, applauding as he praised him:
"That's the god I believe in. You either do nothing or take everyone's breath away the moment you act-"
Akivili planted both hands on his hips and chuckled.
"When you travel with your god, you don't need to use that precious brain of yours, you know? Just follow me and attend the victory feast."
The Red-Haired Young Man's