The bomb that Tongi suddenly threw out was a bit too big. Huai Shi's head buzzed, and he didn't react for a long time.
Just by listening to her joking tone and description, it was not difficult to imagine a group of greedy lunatics pushing the entire realm to the edge of a cliff in order to go further.
But after knowing so much and experiencing so much over such a long period of time, how could Huai Shi not understand the difficulties and pain involved?
It was painful to be a tool, but it was even more painful to be born a tool.
In particular, he had a choice. He knew what he represented and what he carried. He chose to bear it in order not to disappoint those who believed in him.
In order to be happy for himself and more people.
He felt that this was a meaningful thing from the bottom of his heart.
But how could he resist his fate when he was born as a refrigerator, a color TV, a microwave, and a refrigerator?
He was born because of fate, and he died because of fate.
It could only be said that it was pitiful and lamentable.
A thousand years of life and endless authority, none of it belonged to him. No matter how tyrannical the human side was, it was difficult to resist the prophecy of the end of the world.
Everything had an end.
People would die, plants would wither, gods would fall, and even the realm would one day run out of life and fall into the abyss. The three Goddesses of Fate who foresaw all of this had already turned into bones, and the dust and the spider silk they weaved were buried in the darkness.
Who wouldn't be able to resist fate?
Wasn't a tool like the Sublimator, a skill like alchemy, and even the miracles of this world all because of this?
But the result was a collective fall, and all resistance turned into nothingness, leaving only the mournful cries and howls of the fall echoing in hell.
This was destined to be a tragedy.
Although there were also many doubts and problems, for a time, a myriad of thoughts kept emerging in his mind, and Huai Shi didn't know where to start.
He could only suppress this question and put it aside.
It took a long time for him to calm down.
He began to think about the next strategy again.
With these four points of divinity provided by the temple, the originally tight funds suddenly became a lot more abundant. However, Huai Shi was not in a hurry to exchange for himself when he was a ghost.
Five Pepys combined into a single Axe of Wrath. On one hand, there wasn't enough Origin Substance, and on the other hand, the Wrath Incarnation was simply too large. Only five souls could support its structure.
According to Huai Shi's estimation, if he wanted to condense the incarnation of the Spear of Compassion, he would probably need about three of his ghostly selves.
With Huai Shi's combat prowess as a Tier 1 fighter against a Tier 3 fighter, the price of three Divinity Points could be considered a bargain.
However, six points of divinity were still not enough. He still needed to accumulate another round.
Saving for another round was the most ideal choice, but reality might not be so ideal. Wouldn't it be terrible if Pubrus or Garland were to be placed in the next round?
Not to mention the two of them, even Huai Shi would feel numb if he met Hades.
It had already been three rounds. Given the ability of the former chief of Helios, who knew how many iterations of the Distorted Spirits under his command would have been made. He might not be able to handle the Wrath Incarnation.
Moreover, even if the Wrath Incarnation's destructive power exceeded his expectations and was even more exaggerated than he had imagined, it still had its flaws.
It only had one Wrath Incarnation.
To be precise, it only had one Axe, and it could chop people with it.
His strategy was too monotonous.
This was Helios, after all. The alchemists who could still be alive and kicking were not ordinary people. The inheritances and origins they possessed were completely different, and the changes they brought about were too many. If he wasn't careful, he would fall into the gutter.
As such, he would need to spend some Divinity Points to make up for his shortcomings in this round.
If he wanted to stabilize his situation in this ever-changing battle, he couldn't rely on a single trick to conquer the world. Instead, he needed to develop in an all-round way.
If that was the case, there were very few things he could consider.
Huai Shi flipped through his exchange list, carefully considering each item, and began to eliminate them one by one.
Time passed by unknowingly.
Just as Huai Shi was feeling dizzy and couldn't help but sigh, he suddenly felt something furry jump onto his pants and climb up.
It was Fishball.
The little white mouse widened its eyes and whimpered a few times, holding a small rice ball in its hand.
The air was filled with the aroma of thick soup.
From the workshop behind him came the call of the skeleton, "Ah Gou, time to eat!"
Huai Shi couldn't help but roll his eyes, "I told you, it's Huai Shi, not Ah Gou!"
"Okay, okay, you people in this world are really complicated."
Skeleton sat on his little cart and came out with two bottles, beaming with joy. "Guess how we're going to find them? I found my little three-wheeled motorcycle! And the wine I brewed! "
Huai Shi was stunned when he heard that. He didn't expect the skeleton to have such an ability.
Well, the contestants had to stay in their own area, and there was no rule that said that the audience couldn't leave. Of course, they could go wherever they wanted, especially now that Helios was much safer.
Huai Shi smelled the aroma and found that more than half of a fan of pork was stewed tonight. The pure white soup was rolling with all kinds of messy things.
He didn't know which laboratory in Helios it had harvested the wool from.
But after getting used to Hell's cuisine, as a cooking demon, he didn't care about this. He immediately scooped up a spoonful and tasted it. The soup was unbelievably mellow, with a spicy taste and a strong fresh aroma.
He couldn't help but be tempted.
The skeleton happily poured the amber-colored wine into a goat's horn cup and handed over a cup. He picked up his own cup and clinked it with Huai Shi's.
"Cheers!"
After saying that, he gulped it down, splashing it all over his bones.
Huai Shi was speechless.
It was hard to imagine how the once forthright and friendly grandmaster would be so cruel as to sacrifice everyone if this was Publius's nature.
But things had already gotten to this point, and Huai Shi had already separated the skeleton from Publius, so he didn't think too much about it.
He raised his cup and drank to his heart's content.
He was stunned for a moment and his eyes widened.
The amber-colored wine was so sweet that he almost swallowed his tongue. It flowed down his throat like dancing honey, instantly invigorating him.
And as the tipsy feeling rose, he couldn't help but reveal a relaxed and happy smile.
In the blink of an eye, those heavy shadows and the solemn battle were thrown to the back of his mind.
He forgot all his worries and took the initiative to brandish his fork.
Eat, eat!
Under the light of the candlelight, he chatted and laughed with the skeleton as he ate heartily.
Just like that, a joyous feast with only two people and a mouse began.
It was so pleasant.
Time seemed to have slowed down as well. It slowed down and stopped under the light of the fire.
In the distance, next to the Sun Maker's throne.
Tongi's figure quietly appeared.
She leaned against the side of the throne and held her chin. She quietly observed that cheerful figure and silently revealed a smile.
She quietly watched.
.
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After eating and drinking his fill, Huai Shi had that dream again.
The world in the dream was still barren. The world was dim, and the birds and beasts were silent.
There was only a haggard man holding a horse and wandering in this world. He poured out his heart and pleaded over and over again. Finally, he came in front of Huai Shi again.
He pleaded hoarsely.
"Please, mourn for him …"
Huai Shi smiled.
No, it wasn't Huai Shi.
It was the body Huai Shi was in. The perspective that Huai Shi saw … the real owner of this dream. He smiled.
He looked at the humble appearance of the newcomer.
He didn't speak.
He was just teasing, mocking, indifferent, and cruel. He chuckled.
.
When Huai Shi woke up from the dream again, the countdown had reached the end again.
The mighty bell rang.
The glow of divinity sprinkled down from the sun.
In front of Huai Shi, the fog suddenly broke, and a quadrangular obelisk covered with cuneiform characters slowly appeared and rose. After thousands of years of inheritance, the afterglow and grace of the gods still remained here.
On the obelisk, on the platform that looked like an inverted pyramid, there was only one high-back chair. The old lady on the chair raised her eyes and looked at Huai Shi.
Her height was even slightly higher than Huai Shi's.
She was an alchemist from Egypt and also the priestess of the Cat God, Ms. Yima.
Her expression was serious and dignified, but there was no malice or mockery.
She looked at Huai Shi solemnly.
"Mr. Huai Shi, I've heard a lot about you."
Yima took the lead and said, "Before we start, I have a proposal."
Huai Shi was stunned when he heard that. He immediately nodded and said, "Please speak."
Yima, on the other hand, looked down at the land below Huai Shi and said straightforwardly, "I want to get your temple. If you are willing to lose this round to me, I am willing to give you all my two plots of land as compensation and give you the secret alchemy manual unique to Egypt.
With my signature, you can go to the temple of God Toth to get it at any time, and there will be no obstruction. If I can go back alive, His Majesty Bast's temple will always be your solid ally.
This is my vow to the gods, and I will never violate it. "
As she spoke, she raised her hand, and the badge of the Cat God flashed in her palm.
Huai Shi couldn't help but frown.
He didn't know what she was planning. Especially when Huai Shi looked down and saw that she already had three plots of land. It was obvious that she had exchanged one from someone else.
Among them, there was a temple that Yima had never taken out for an exchange. But the remaining two plots of land were also rare and rich.
One was a complete workshop on Helios. The interior was well preserved and sealed, and there was even a production line for weapons. There was another plot of land that was inscribed with a huge secret instrument. Although he didn't know the effect of it, he could feel a faint majestic pressure.
Even if it couldn't provide the value of divinity, it must have an irreplaceable role.
Two for one, Huai Shi would make a profit.
But the question was, could the short-term loss be made up for in the long term? Why did Huai Shi have to exchange?
Huai Shi pondered for a moment and shook his head straightforwardly.
"With all due respect, I don't really want to consider this proposal."
He said, "Can you tell me why?"
"… I need divinity."
After a short silence, Yima sighed. "A lot of divinity."
She raised her hand and unbuttoned the heavy priest robe.
The old woman was already seventy years old, and there really wasn't any spring scenery to speak of. However, what was even more frightening was that the skin below her neck had long been replaced by layers of earthy yellow bandages, as if the skin had cracked open.
But there was a steady stream of black blood seeping out from it.
There were pale beast hairs extending from it, sticking into filthy strands that were unbearable to look at.
"Divinity distortion?"
Huai Shi was stunned and lost his voice.
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