The Rogue Goddess Icetis. What kind of existence was she in the first family?
It was hard to say. Just like many of the people who hung out with our family, no one could tell how this female rogue managed to become a permanent guest or even a small part of the master of the first family. My sister and I were the kind of people who were especially forgiving. The family members that came later were basically the two of us as the core, and we unswervingly adhered to the principle that those who came were guests. This caused the members of the first family to constantly expand in an almost ethereal manner, and the scope of the family became more and more blurry. To be fair, there were only a few people in this family who could be called the mistress and the master of the family. At most, there was Pandora and a bunch of little ones. But in reality, in the eyes of my sister and I, anyone who lived in a large house and fought all day long could be considered our family. This included a certain ghost maid who would howl in the living room at midnight, and a fox dog who only moved in a few months ago and was always used as a shoeshine.
Icetis and the five Protoss Cops led by her were special envoys sent by the Realm of Gods to the capital of the Empire. Their other identities were Sandora's old bad friend and Jingle's idiotic subordinate. However, they had openly stayed in our house for such a long time that I even felt that they were our family. Monina could be considered a little willful younger sister who loved to cook and was a little willful. Elson could be considered a brother with a bad mouth and a bunch of bad habits. Kenser could be considered a peacemaking elder. Lin was a timid younger sister who was always bullied by her brothers and sisters but was cared for by everyone. As for Icetis, she could be considered a tasteless elder sister, or the best bad friend who could almost be considered family. This was the strange position that the five Protoss Cops had in our family.
Of course, the above can only be considered as my feelings, it can't really be related to my age. There's no point in talking about age with the undying Protoss. Any one of them that can walk on two legs has a longer history than the first coelenterate on Earth, including Lin who I bullied like a little sister …
Since I had already treated her as family, when Icetis suddenly told me that she was going to war, I couldn't react in time. By the time I did, I found it hard to accept — of course, I knew that this should be normal for her, but I just didn't feel comfortable. At this moment, I could imagine why Mercury Lamp and Chestnut always got into arguments whenever I went to war. Considering the Protoss's concept of time, I really didn't know how many years Icetis planned to go to war for … Even though my family had jumped into the circle of immortality, I couldn't guarantee that I would be able to adapt to this kind of life where I could jump for hundreds of years just by saying "I'll be back later".
"As you know, the Divine Realm has always been sending expeditionary forces to various places in the void. The Protoss would form a combat team, and each combat team would lead a few hundred high-level Divine Servants. Several combat teams would then form a combat order, and with the combat order as the unit, we would take turns to go on expeditions, endlessly attacking the defense line of the Abyss in the entire void," Icetis said. "Actually, if we were to talk about the history of war, the history of the Empire is nothing compared to that of the Protoss. Even Godfather himself can't remember how long we've been fighting to the death with the Abyss. According to the expedition timetable that I've received not long ago, I've already been assigned to the expeditionary force, and I'll be the supreme commander of a combat order. Well, it's just leading a bunch of underlings to smash people's houses. I'm quite familiar with this. Actually, this mission is quite boring. Leading new recruits is always less fun than leading a bunch of old hooligans to smash people's houses. However, that's the rule. Powerful high-level Gods have the obligation to lead ordinary Protoss into battle against the Abyss in order to quickly groom qualified soldiers. "
I thought about it and felt a little dispirited. "Sometimes, I feel that you guys aren't like Gods. Although you have the authority to manage the world, look at what you guys are doing. Repairing houses, collecting rent, accepting complaints from customers, and even having to fight against evil forces that trespass into the residential area. You can go on expeditions whenever you want. Even being a patrol officer in the city is more leisurely than you guys."
"There's no helping it. We're Gods."
Icetis said what was probably the most philosophical sentence that I've ever heard from her. "When mortals can't make it anymore, they'll always pray to their God. Then, who's going to save God?"
I was instantly rendered speechless by the cruel religious truth. I thought to myself that this person in front of me had lived for tens of millions of years. This was the first time I'd seen a fierce person who could complain about work in such a Socratic style while squatting on a rock with a toothpick in her mouth.
"Being a God is the toughest job in the Void, second to none." Icetis was about to crush the toothpick in her mouth with her teeth. "That's because we don't have a higher-level idol that we can pray to and fantasize about. The first thing that every God needs to learn is: You are the final mountain. When everything depends on you, the only thing you can do is to not collapse. This sentence is written in every textbook in the God Realm. It makes us realize that we can't give up on our mission ever since we started learning how to read. That's why no matter how incompetent a God is, they will never make a mistake within the scope of their responsibility. Even that messy and weird little Jingle had the experience of working tirelessly because of an error in the parameters of the World Tree. Of course, you probably don't know about it. "
… I didn't know about it at all.
"The first ultimate dogma of Gods is to never shirk your responsibility." Icetis suddenly stood up and faced the bonfire in the distance. There was a strange expression on her face. Her long silver-white hair fluttered in the sea breeze, reflecting the moonlight to form a silvery glow. At this moment, the female gangster with an aura of mischief was finally as pure and holy as a goddess. "After all, we can't shirk our responsibilities. We are Gods after all. This is also why the Gods treat the Shiring Apostles as their best friends. Because you are the only ones who only talk about God when you're scolding others … "
"The Shiring Apostles of the Old Empire scolded others?" I said awkwardly.
"What do you think? They have a temper too. "
"Then, when are you leaving?" I looked at Icetis who was glowing like a moon goddess under the night sky and said gloomily. After all, she could be considered as my best friend. For her to suddenly leave just like that, my heart was in a mess.
"Very soon, military orders must be obeyed," Icetis sighed softly and looked up at the moon. "About two thousand years later."
…
At this moment, I was dumbfounded, as dumbfounded as the boulders around me. In the rustling sea breeze, I started to size up this female gangster who was still gloomily acting like a moon goddess. In my heart, I was thinking about how to defeat her. Let me put it this way, if it wasn't for the fact that I couldn't defeat her, I would have already turned on her!
I shouldn't have discussed the matter of time with her from the start!
"Damn, you made me gloomy for half a day, do you know that?"
I squatted on the reef and said angrily. Icetis looked at me in surprise. "Huh? You're gloomy just because of that? Looks like I didn't treat you as a bro for nothing, you're really loyal! But, isn't this something to be gloomy about? Two thousand years! In another two thousand years, I will have to live the exciting life of beating people's brains out at the frontlines. Don't you think that is a cruel thing for a beautiful lady? In the blink of an eye, two thousand years will pass! "
"Then, you sure are slow to blink."
I rolled my eyes at Bryndis and turned to walk towards the largest bonfire, preparing to accompany my daughters. That place was already filled with smoke. Optimistically speaking, that group of Nagas had finally buried themselves in the fire …
It seems like the people in my family have been suppressed for too long. To an introverted otaku, staying at home might not be a big deal. But to a family where 80% of the members were overactive, not going on a vacation for half a year was an unimaginable disaster. (Going to war doesn't count as a vacation), especially for Shallow Shallow. She probably inherited the genes of an archaeologist from her father. Her favorite thing to do was to run around crazily. Other than the fact that she didn't dig up people's ancestral graves, she was practically carved from the same mold as her father. So, today, she finally had the chance to play to her heart's content. She was especially enthusiastic and the bonfire party lasted until 11 at night. In the end, she even excitedly set off fireworks …
The fireworks on the Isle of Quel 'Danas could definitely overshadow any fireworks party on Earth. This world had the clearest night sky and the most pleasant sea breeze. More importantly, we had the most powerful Mage Dalaran and the most imaginative commander-in-chief by our side.
When Shallow Shallow set off all the ordinary fireworks that she brought from Earth, the Mages and Druids from Silvermoon City and the Salvation Army's base were all fired up. One of the more innovative Great Mages was the first to shoot an exploding fireball into the sky. Then, the others followed suit and all kinds of bizarre magic missiles began to shoot into the sky. Once again, I saw from these innovative Salvation Army soldiers that magic could be used in such a way. Those Arcane Missiles that exploded into a huge fireball, lightning chains that weaved into patterns, and even fire phoenixes that shone with a brilliant arcane light soared into the sky. All of these painted the night sky of Quel 'Danas like an abstract painting by Van Gogh. Other than a few Mages who threw Frost Arrows into the sky being pressed to the ground and beaten up, this fireworks party could be said to be perfect.
Of course, there were also people who were dissatisfied with the fireworks, such as Pandora and Visca. After failing to secretly set up anti-aircraft cannons in a corner many times, the two little girls were ordered not to throw anything into the sky.
Originally, it was just an ordinary seaside holiday, but just like that, Shallow Shallow, this girl with a special talent, turned it into a grand event on the Isle of Quel 'Danas. It was as if a carnival had erupted without any warning. Then, it slowly turned into a festival that spread throughout the World of Azeroth. Every year on the second month of autumn, the various races of Azeroth would set off fireworks, hold barbecues and bonfire parties. Respectable Mages would also walk the streets and perform magic fireworks for the commoners for free. All the beaches would burn a huge bonfire that could last for an entire night, to commemorate this day on the Isle of Quel 'Danas. Things in the world were so strange. You could never imagine how something so inconspicuous could eventually become a custom, or even a global culture. The origin of the Dragon Boat Festival was just a group of fishermen on the banks of the Miluo River. The firecrackers during the Spring Festival might have just been thrown a few pieces of bamboo into the fire on the day of the festival. He might even have blown up his hands. December 25th was Christmas, but it was actually just to celebrate the Son of God's birthday. But January 25th was also the full moon of Jesus, so why didn't anyone celebrate it?
To put it bluntly, things like festivals and culture were just a group of people's whims. After the butterfly effect and the wear and tear of time, it became a group of people's restlessness. Later on, the residents of the World of Azeroth even researched the origin of this festival. The Blood Elves insisted that since the first Autumn fireworks occurred on the Isle of Quel 'Danas, then this festival was undoubtedly developed by the Blood Elves. The Trolls believed that this festival should be credited to the Troll Mage who was the first to throw a fireball into the sky that night. The Goblins took out their old accounting books and listed the economic contributions that their race had made that night. However, the naming rights for this festival still fell into the hands of Shallow Shallow. Shallow Shallow waved her pen and decided to name this day as Azeroth's Mid-Autumn Festival …
This was simply a disaster in the history of culture. This was because the people who came from Azeroth couldn't tell whether the Mid-Autumn Festival on Earth or in Azeroth was right. In their traditional customs, the fifteenth of August was like a hook …
Of course, this was all in the future.
On the second day of our family's vacation, I was lying on the beach with Ellson and Kenser as usual, basking in the sun like three dispirited retired officials. Today, Ellson didn't ask anyone to bury him in a sand pit because last time, his sister used a curse and quicksand spell to bury him for a total of twelve hours. However, he still wore his golden armor that was probably already growing into his flesh. When the sun shone down, this fellow was as bright as the sun at noon. Kenser felt that his body wasn't tanned evenly enough and purposely looked for an angle next to Ellson. I didn't know how this old man who looked like Zeus could harden his heart to do such a stupid thing.
As for me, I did my best to stay away from these two idiots who already didn't know how old they were. I hid under the shade of a sun umbrella and took care of the ghost maid who was lying limply on the sun chair.
The finale of last night's Fireworks Festival was presented by Anveena — she was defeated.
"Master, as your maid, Anveena should be the one taking care of you …" The little maid sitting on the sun chair said weakly, her face filled with dejection.
Yesterday, Shallow Shallow got crazier and crazier as she played. In the end, the entire Isle of Quel 'Danas turned into a carnival. This made the ghost maid, who was already afraid of strangers, even more afraid to approach the ground. However, she didn't dare to leave the island either. Thus, she could only turn into a crow and circle in the sky. In the end … in the end, we actually set off fireworks. That was a catastrophic moment. Even now, I could still clearly remember the scene of Rhododendron Spp., who was shaking the sand out of her tail, being smashed into a sand pit by a huge crow descending from the sky. The little ghost was a spirit, so she didn't suffer any injuries. It was just that her mental damage was more severe, so she seemed dispirited and listless. Rhododendron Spp.'s condition was much worse than hers —
I turned around to look. The nine-tailed fox girl had a huge pink 'OK' on her head. Her neck was tilted to the left, and she was shaking her tail. Her head was tilted because Anveena had smashed it into the ground last night, and she was shaking her tail because she was shaking the sand off. This fox didn't seem to like the beach very much because the fine sand that was blown up by the sea breeze would get under her fur. As a canine that had already begun to walk on its hind legs, this was as annoying as having a mosquito bite on the soles of her feet.
"Master, did Anveena make things difficult for you again?" The ghost maid couldn't help but ask carefully when I didn't reply. I knocked her on the head. "I don't have to worry about you as long as you rest well. This time, I let you come out to relax. You usually do all the housework at home, so you should take a vacation. Of course, next time, I'll find a quieter place for you to vacation. It seems like you really can't rest well in this kind of environment. "
Anveena happily agreed and continued to count her hair on the sun chair. I snuck up next to Rhododendron Spp. with a smirk on my face, I reached out to rub her ears. This fox was actually very timid. If I suddenly attacked her ears, all the fur on her tail would stand up. It would be very fun.
"Please don't do such an ungentlemanly thing, Lord Chen Jun. A fox's six senses are very sharp." The blue fox's ears trembled slightly. Then, she raised her tail and patted my leg. "Also, I can tell that you're approaching from the sound of your footsteps. Please don't make such a joke in the future. If you want to rub my ears, you can just say it …"
I thought for a moment. "Did you develop this skill because you're often cleaned by others?"
The fox girl's ears instantly perked up. Then, her nine tails started to whip my feet one after another. Dust flew everywhere. Since when did this fellow become so daring?
At that moment, anger rose in my heart, and my courage grew. I seized the opportunity to grab a tail that was flying in front of me and began to pluck its fur. Blue immediately let out an "Awoo!" and turned around to pounce on me. His mouth growled like an angry puppy. Then, a man and a fox began to fight — — That's how it should be.
But in reality, the moment I grabbed her tail, the missy teleported in front of me and kicked me. "Wow, you're actually sexually harassing a fox here!"
Rhododendron Spp. was instantly defeated. She lowered her head and went to the side to bask in the sun.
"What's wrong?" I glanced at Lin Xue and sighed. "Let me guess. The Fallen Apostle's large-scale attack, the appearance of an abyss in one of the worlds, or a series of explosions in one of the Shadow City's bases … … I told you that something would definitely happen. Your prophecy and your ability to cause trouble mixed together will definitely fail."
After interacting with Lin Xue for such a long time, I had a deep understanding of her. Furthermore, this lass couldn't hide anything in front of me. Her expression didn't look like she was fine. How should I put it? She really lived up to her reputation as a troublemaker.
"Can't you say something nice?" The missy kicked me lightly. "There isn't any problem within our territory. The problem lies within the Fallen Apostle's camp. This doesn't contradict with my prophecy. Now, there's good news. It's reliable news from the Third Intelligence Core. The Fallen Apostle's camp is in trouble."
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