Chapter 384

But His imagination was limited; He couldn't think of anything else He wanted.

“Respect her…” He remembered the voice of the pastor from the church.

"Sacrifice" clutched the Holy Cross that originally belonged to Cynthia and decided to enter a state of slumber first.

When Cynthia comes of age and arrives in the realm of the gods, she can decide for herself what else needs to be added.

The deity, now indifferent, sat upon his throne, gazing down upon the lush yet lifeless world.

Finally, holding the Holy Cross in his hands, he closed his golden eyes.

The Holy Cross in His hands remained as warm as ever, and nothing unusual happened.

Perhaps Cynthia's blessing was too sincere, so dreams appeared in "Sacrifice's" slumber.

Or perhaps He is a god, while Cynthia is not yet one.

Therefore, this dream is not simply a beautiful dream, but rather His past.

Ascaria.

When the "sacrifice" fell into slumber, Lingwu also sat at the head of the table, holding the Holy Cross that served as the medium, and closed her eyes.

This dream may reveal the unknown secrets of the great God of Light.

And when He awakens, traces of her existence will be added to this secret.

The dream gradually unfolds.

Lingwu appeared beside Him as if she were invisible.

She still couldn't see "Sacrifice's" face clearly, but she could sense "Sacrifice's" indifference.

Strangely, besides indifference, Lingwu also sensed other emotions.

At this moment, the "sacrifice" is bowing its head, as if listening to the prayers of believers.

His golden eyes held laughter, regret, sadness, satisfaction, and displeasure...

This is so unlike a "sacrifice," yet its atmosphere is exactly the same as a "sacrifice."

The deity, with his eyes lowered, seemed to have discovered an unfamiliar presence. He looked up expectantly at the place that felt so unfamiliar to him.

"Are you the new god?" He asked expectantly.

Lingwu, who was being watched by Him, neither answered nor appeared.

Instead, it entered the only spring in this white world and transformed into the spring itself.

"Si" waited for a long time, so long that His expectations gradually faded, and in the end He lowered His head in disappointment.

After thinking for a long time, He finally decided to leave the realm of gods and go to the human world.

Before leaving the realm of the gods, He walked to the spring, bowed His head, and looked at His own face.

Lingwu gazed at Him from the perspective of the spring water.

A sense of anticipation rose again in those golden eyes, and He said, "Is it you? I can feel your presence."

Lingwu did not answer him.

He then asked, "Do you think I should go and experience what they went through?"

"Some of them live very happily, while others live tragically."

“I have altered the experiences of the miserable, but most of those who were miserable end up becoming rich and then turning into the very thing they used to hate.”

His golden eyes gradually brightened.

"I think I've found the answer; I should experience a miserable life."

Ling Wu remained silent.

As "祀" was talking to himself, he suddenly seemed to deflate, looking at the spring and sighing.

He disappeared before Lingwu's eyes.

Lingwu waited for a long time, but still did not leave the spring.

Not long after, "Sacrifice" reappeared in the same spot.

He stared at the spring and blinked.

"You're so smart."

He was absolutely certain that his judgment was correct; there was indeed an unfamiliar presence here.

"Si" was overjoyed by this, even though this unfamiliar being seemed unable to speak.

"But this time, I really have to leave."

After saying "sacrifice," he waited for a long time before sighing and leaving.

This time, Lingwu slowly appeared and followed Him.

He descended upon a ragged old beggar.

Unfortunately, it seems to have lost its memory, so it can only rely on instinct to find food.

He was beaten after he didn't understand why he had to pay for food.

The old beggar was pitiful and tattered, but his eyes were exceptionally bright, purer than the most beautiful gemstones in the world.

With the shop owner grabbing his collar, he looked into the shop owner's eyes and spoke the shop owner's innermost thoughts:

"You think we're pushovers, trying to dine and dash at my Fergus chain stores?!"

When the beggar said this, his tone was exactly the same as the shopkeeper's usual tone!

The shop owner was stunned, but he became even angrier because the beggar in front of him had spoken his mind.

"One day, I, Kanaga, will crush the skulls of all the rich people on the continent of Orei and smash their heads flat with giant radishes!"

"I'm going to hang naked Fergus on the city wall for half a month!"

The beggar, with his purest eyes, reveals the secret to understanding people's hearts.

The shop owner went berserk at that moment, smashing the beggar's teeth and grabbing him by the neck.

The beggar did not struggle until he died.

Suddenly, a magnificent white-gold radiance erupted from the beggar's body!

The God of Light appeared.

Everyone exclaimed, "The God of Light has descended!" As they knelt and prayed devoutly, the shopkeeper also knelt down with a thud, repeatedly kowtowing and repenting.

“Great God of Light, I, I am your devout believer, Ka, Kanaga! I, I didn’t mean to, I…” The shopkeeper trembled like a leaf.

"Si" looked down at the shop owner indifferently.

In the shopkeeper's frantic confession, He stretched out His right hand and touched the shopkeeper's forehead.

"God says, forgive you, you are innocent."

On the face of the God of Light, which was not clearly visible, there was both compassion and indifference.

After he finished speaking, he glanced in one direction out of the corner of his eye.

Standing there was Ling Wu.

Lingwu smiled at Him, though He couldn't see it.

"Sacrifice" indeed cannot see anything, but that does not prevent Him from feeling joy.

Then a gentle mist enveloped His entire being.

The platinum-gold radiance behind Him unfolded like wings at that moment.

As the believers grew increasingly devout, "Sacrifice" withdrew its fingertips from the shopkeeper's grasp and vanished from the human world.

A magnificent sculpture of the human world is being erected.

After witnessing it, Lingwu realized that it was exactly the same as the huge sculpture in St. Peter's Square in Gran City.

Sacred, indifferent, compassionate, with wings outstretched behind it, yet strangely faceless.

Lingwu glanced at it, then left and returned to the divine spring.

A bright smile appeared on her golden eyes, which were fixed on the divine spring.

He said, “You have returned; I have been waiting for you.”

Lingwu still ignored him, and he began to talk to himself again:

"Humans don't like their secrets being exposed, so I can't reveal their secrets next time."

“This is a secret between us, and you need to keep it a secret too…” He paused, “Of course, if you don’t want to, you don’t have to keep it a secret.”

The only response He received was the calm spring water.

He bowed his head and said, “I have ruined the life of the beggar who prayed to me, and I need to make amends to him for a lifetime.”

After a moment, He said, "It's resolved."

"Then this time..."

He closed his eyes and listened to the prayers of the believers.

Finally, amidst countless prayers, He opened His eyes and said to the spring, "I have found you. Will you stay with me?"

"But when I enter a human body, I will lose my memories and divine powers, and I may forget you."

The only response He received was the calm spring water, but He smiled and said, "Then I'll go and wait for you."