Surviving The Fourth Calamity

”Perhaps.” Lansendel’s answer was still ambiguous.

Celene was a bit displeased: ”Why do you speak so vaguely?”

”It has to do with Tai Ji’s plans for her future, right?” Shaer was more perceptive... Lansendel definitely wouldn’t reveal any information related to Tai Ji to her and Celene.

The one who least wished for Tai Ji to have a future was AO.

Even if Tai Ji cast her future in a distant land, AO probably wouldn’t want her to exist anymore.

On the other hand, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, Lansendel would make the greatest effort.

”You can keep the news related to her to yourself,” Shaer softly said, ”Although AO indeed wouldn’t welcome her return, he wouldn’t do anything beyond his control because of that.

Toril is important, but not that important.

If Tai Ji truly has strong control over her destiny, as she presents, she should know when to resurrect without meeting disaster again.”

Only if Tai Ji’s existence doesn’t affect the destinies AO wants, the God Above Gods would give up the thought of immediately strangling her.

Celene glanced at Shaer... Shaer’s words were very clear, and she couldn’t continue to pretend ignorance.

However, the Silvermoon Maiden actually knew that if she ever saw the beautiful Goddess of Fate again, then... AO probably, should have already left Toril.

Toril’s importance to him would naturally decrease as he becomes increasingly satisfied with his experiments in the river of destiny.

At that time, AO would likely have the confidence to go to a brand new, powerful universe to create a completely satisfactory world.

But, Celene actually always thought that if AO ever has the thought of satisfaction, then he... probably also reached his end.

Celene didn’t have to think to guess what kind of world would satisfy AO, who liked to control everything.

Tsk~ The God System is composed entirely of things like Amanata or Shantia, and all mortals have a clear sense of hierarchy... Isn’t that just the nine layers of hell?

So, Celene doesn’t think Shaer’s words would come true... However, if Tai Ji indeed intends to wait until that day to resurrect...

Could AO really become senile one day?

Cluck cluck~

Should he first go to learn from Asmodeus how to be the Lord of Hell?

The hell creatures living under the sun, who knows what they would look like... Would they be ugly?

If so, should she choose to stay alone?

”Celene.” Shaer suddenly turned to look at her, ”I think you’re imagining things that shouldn’t appear... Control yourself.

Don’t forget, there are many lingering marks of Laila above your Silvermoon, don’t let them influence you in the end.”

Celene’s eyes widened, full of emotion: ”Shaer... you...”

”If I could kill you, I certainly wouldn’t mind what you turn into.” Shaer calmly replied, ”But since you can’t die, then stay away from darkness.”

Lansendel burst into laughter... Indeed, if not considering stance and character, Shaer is more worthy of befriending.

He could actually feel that, compared to Celene, Shaer was rather indifferent to Tai Ji’s resurrection.

Lansendel certainly wouldn’t think that these two moon goddesses favored by AO would have any affection for Tai Ji, whom the God Above Gods wished wouldn’t exist. So, their ’indifference’ was the most friendly attitude.

But, the words spoken most nicely by Celene clearly raised a bit of hostility... Just she quickly suppressed it.

She later realized that whether Tai Ji resurrects or not actually has nothing to do with her.

Yet, she unconsciously stood on AO’s side when considering the matter.

So sometimes, it’s truly not Lansendel’s illusion, and that’s why he chose to avoid moonlight from the start... Only under sunlight, among the people, can some secret things be successfully accomplished.

Celene might not necessarily know what she was doing, but she would certainly not reserve any secrets for anyone in front of AO.

Lansendel leisurely said: ”If there’s really hope of revival, Tai Ji wouldn’t leak it for outsiders to know.

This outsider refers to anyone except her.

Closest and furthest are lovers... The phrase Undead Tribe told me, I truly understand.

No need to look at me like that.

Not to mention Celene, Shaer, you should understand it!

Between lovers, there are always things better left unsaid... Knowing everything instead inflicts harm on both parties.

The goals one must achieve, why drag the other along?

No need.

Mutual support, mutual respect, and forever passionate love... that’s enough.

Tai Ji, she merely saw my future, which isn’t too great.

Her plan, though possibly causing me significant harm, if luck is good enough to get through it, then it’s smooth sailing afterward.”

Hill tilted his head slightly, always feeling that the key information was what this guy omitted.

However, Hill pondered in confusion... So, if Amanata resurrected in the form of mighty Divine Power, wasn’t the lesson deep enough, and ended up blinded again?

Indeed, Lansendel’s original experience was merely severe injuries, personality change, and hiding away for centuries or millennia... to AO, this outcome seems more fitting.

He might slightly loosen the reins on the Lord of Dawn in various aspects.

But what about Lansendel himself?

The sun high in the sky witnessed his folly.

The existence of the Goddess of Agriculture witnessed his helplessness.

How could everything go smoothly for him?

That’s a conclusion that only someone with everything going their way could claim... Unless Amanata once again ruined himself.

Then Lansendel gained part, or even most, of the Sun God’s authority from this.

He certainly wouldn’t retain the bureaucratic and judicial parts... Oh, right, the resurrected Tyr could take those.

This fate, while not ideal, in the worst-case scenario, can be considered understandable?

Then, without the interference from Tai Ji, what would happen to Lansendel?

Hill couldn’t help but curiously glance at the Great Peacock... Could it be this guy would bring another apocalyptic disaster?

That indeed is something he is capable of doing.

Shaer showed no interest in Lansendel’s internal conflicts, she merely asked again: ”Hermes, what is the purpose?”

”The continuation of the Greek Gods,” Lansendel chuckled, ”He, came looking for Tai Ji, wasn’t it always for this single goal?”

”Hmm?” Celene suddenly turned, ”The continuation of the Greek Gods? Isn’t it Zeus’ destiny?

I recall when he came, he once lamented his eternal loyalty to Zeus?”

”Zeus, the best outcome is total annihilation.” Lansendel nodded towards the grand screen, ”The worst result is this.

But, the Greek Gods are not.

The Greek Gods’ survival relies on the flesh of Zeus.

Hermes, indeed wanted to preserve Zeus’ life, but when he calculated with Tai Ji, they could only deduce that the Greek Gods were doomed to be utterly ruined by Zeus... including himself... He chose the path that was better for the future, isn’t that normal?”

Dimogogan, at this moment, was swaggering off with a large bloody bag... The bodies of deities are radioactive, they can’t be placed in any storage tools.

Otherwise, that small space would immediately melt, and the contents would be randomly discarded into any Dimensional Space.

It appears, Dimogogan intends to first make a sacrifice outside Heavenly Mountain.

As for Athena and Apollo, they haven’t come out yet.

But that is understandable, they’re not like Dimogogan; they still have other tasks... Probably even the Double-headed Baboon didn’t expect to complete this daunting mission so soon.

Primarily, he had grown accustomed to facing countless obstructions mid-task.

In the end, those blocked by Cyric today, whether they are allies or enemies, he probably couldn’t comprehend.

Otherwise, as per Dimogogan’s usual temperament, if successful, seeing those who previously hindered him, he would definitely give them a few hits... and that’s when there’s something urgent.

If there’s no major event thereafter, he would certainly crush those daring to block his path!

However, this time, he retreated silently, even ignoring Artemis who stood there, jumping several times to reach the entrance of Mount Olympia.

”Cyric, actually quite threatening!” Celene suddenly broke into laughter.

Dimogogan glanced at Artemis, then immediately peered around... Perhaps his inactivity also relates to that inexplicable help from Cyric.

Hill smirked, Celene is really...

The suddenly vanished, traceless Dark Sun, no one knows whether he just idly meddled or harbors a terrifying purpose... or perhaps, that God Above Gods of Toril manipulated him.

To guard against Dimogogan, who dares to harm even Star Spirits, to this degree... is Celene proud?

That guy never fears upright and benevolent folks.

Represented by Silvermoon... Heh~

Toril reaching today’s state was destined from the moment of its creation.

Indeed, Shaer and Celene were born amidst AO’s expectations.

”What is Athena doing?” Shaer suddenly exclaimed.

There aren’t many things that could astonish the Lady of the Night.

Thus, Hill saw the screen tremble violently, bouncing into the realm filled with thunder and flames, dazzling the viewers.