Chapter 74: Destiny is determined to disappear from the world

[Congratulations, your faction's stability value has increased by +10,000]

The flickering yellow candlelight was swallowed by the darkness, and the entire underground cave fell into darkness. Suddenly, a few clusters of silver-white stardust ignited in the sky, and they gradually gathered into rivers, illuminating the entire space.

At the moment the stars lit up, the dark chains on the [Divine Favor] page gradually faded until they disappeared completely.

System prompts.

[Congratulations, you have unlocked the "God's Favor" column]

[Under the moonlight, as the messenger of the night, you will briefly possess the power to wield divine power.]

"This is……"

Chen Shuang looked down at her hands. A gradually richer, cool breath penetrated deep into her bones, circulated affectionately throughout her body, instantly restoring her fatigue from using magic.

It is more convenient than using magic. It seems that as long as she wants, this gentle power will instantly turn into a fierce weapon, strangling the opponent without mercy.

"call--"

There was a strange noise not far away, and Chen Shuang diverted her attention and shifted her gaze to the gray-white sculpture that was making a "crackling" sound.

Cracks began to appear on the grayish-white stone surface, and the appearance similar to that of a statue gradually became somewhat... weird.

She judged: "Not Ypres."

Was it the divine power gathered by the Advent Ritual that further activated it?

The gray-white sculpture in the center of the altar suddenly became strange. The wizard's power absorbed by the magic circle gradually gathered on it, and its skin cracked. The straight corners of its mouth suddenly pulled upwards, revealing its sharp teeth, which looked particularly terrifying.

If at the beginning it could be said that it was 80% similar to the Dark Night Ruler statue, now that initial resemblance has completely disappeared.

The system made a "ding dong" sound.

[You encountered the resurrected evil statue]

A sculpture that was briefly revived by the Advent Ritual. A chaotic creature composed of hatred and slaughter, it harbors malice towards everything in the world.

[Please pay attention to avoid attacks, prolong the time, and wait for the ceremony to end]

This is an evil god nurtured by magic, flesh, blood, and divine power.

Even though it is only a last gasp at this moment and will turn back into a pile of rotten stone after the ceremony, it is undeniable that the semi-finished product in front of us still poses a certain threat.

Shen Shuang's eyes turned cold.

The statue began to move. Suddenly, it split into several hands, and grabbed forward with its fangs bared. A grayish-white substance similar to that on the stone pillar extended out and attacked the surroundings at a rapid speed, paying special attention to the human priest who was closest.

An icy chill followed, and Chen Shuang quickly moved to the side. Dark power surged out of his body and fiercely pounced on the gray-white substance, forming a scene of wrestling between the two sides.

Manipulating the divine power to delay time, she looked around and saw that the ceremony was nearing its end. Even the magic circle under her feet began to slow down, and it seemed that it would stop completely soon.

So, what about God?

As soon as this thought flashed through my mind, a shadow appeared before my eyes.

A hand suddenly stretched out from behind the gray-white statue, and the broad palm was placed on the top of the sculpture, as if considering where to start.

The sculpture, which had been grinning just now, suddenly turned into a frightened expression, and even looked a little funny because of the large amplitude of the grin.

The hand didn't stop, and with the five fingers exerting force, the head of the sculpture exploded instantly. The flying stones fell to the ground with a "ding-dong" sound, leaving only the cracked body still struggling to hold on.

God scoffed from the depths of his throat: "Fake."

The scattered stones were covered in a thick black color and were crushed into powder along with half of the body with its fangs and claws bared.

As steady footsteps sounded, a tall figure walked out from the hazy darkness. The god's dark eyes looked over, revealing unconcealable joy when it met the human's gaze.

Shenwei's voice rose: "Priest, long time no see."

Slightly different from when he became an elf, he now looked closer to the way he looked in the dream, but his clothes were more serious.

He was wearing a standard black robe with a neatly folded collar, appearing meticulous. His slightly curly hair fell behind him, revealing a lazy energy that disrupted the solemnity.

Chen Shuang said, "Long time no see."

The god walked up quickly and was about to open his mouth when a loud voice came from the side.

"haven't seen you for a long time!"

god:"?"

Which bastard is imitating him.

"Shen Shuang, Shen Shuang, Shen Shuang!"

A familiar voice exploded in his ears, causing the human priest's gaze to shift to the side, and he paused instantly after seeing clearly.

She considered her tone: "You are..."

The star teleportation array is still operating diligently, but now both the teleportation array and the teleported creatures are encountering some trouble.

The huge black dragon tried to reach here through the teleportation array, but because of its huge size, its head popped out and its body was still on the other side of the teleportation array.

The dragon huddled up in a ball, squeezing so hard that its wings hurt, and barely made it halfway through. Its entire body was stuck in the middle, neither moving up nor down. Seeing the two surprised glances coming at it, the dragon lowered its head and blushed, "Can you pull me up?"

Shen Shuang smiled: "...Okay."

The portable black star was originally only used for small creatures. After the research and improvement by the dwarves, it can basically be used by races of various basic sizes, but the dark dragon is obviously not among the basic sizes.

She glanced at the god next to her, and the god who had already laughed suddenly stopped laughing and stepped forward to pull the big guy out.

Before he got close, the dragon in front of him suddenly leaped forward, and his huge body broke free. With a cry of pain, the dragon finally arrived in the underground cave.

"It hurts, it hurts," the dragon flexed its wings, looked at the location of the teleportation array behind it, and whispered, "Can't you be a little gentler?"

Behind the dragon, a slender kitten stepped in, showing its sharp claws, instantly stopping the dragon's voice.

The cat passed by the black dragon, glanced at the god with a familiar aura, flicked its tail, then deftly walked around him, walked gracefully to the side of the priest, squatted down, and meowed in a clear voice.

Chen Shuang squatted down and touched its head: "You are here too."

“Meow!”

The cat rubbed back affectionately.

"Excuse me, am I still needed here?"

A stuttering voice came from the side of the teleportation array. The pale lich stood there. He was used to being alone in the forest. Being in the same space with so many people made him feel a little uncomfortable for the first time in a long time.

The legs that wanted to withdraw at any time stopped when they saw the familiar figure. The lich looked at the priest of the kingdom of God, then turned back to look at the tall figure. After a pause, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, the figure was still there.

The lich drawled, "You... look familiar."

After seeing the long-lost existence, the lich's expression was not as happy as he had imagined. He blinked repeatedly but failed to eliminate the existence in front of him. Finally, he realized that it was indeed his boss.

He leaned forward and said, "Greetings, my God."

The lich said, "Congratulations on your awakening. We have taken another step towards destroying the light."

The god said noble and coldly, "Yes."

After receiving the response from the god, the lich straightened up, his originally calm eyes were disturbed by trouble, and he glanced at the human priest from time to time, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

Chen Shuang asked, "Is there something you want to say?"

The lich frowned and shook his head.

Chen Shuang: It doesn’t look like you have nothing to say at all.

Sure enough, after a while, an inquiring voice came from the mental network.

[Master Priest, will you still be in charge of the temple from now on?]

[certainly]

The lich breathed a visibly sigh of relief.

[Nothing, I was just a little worried about myself... I feel relieved now.]

But there will definitely be no problem as long as the High Priest is here.

Chen Shuang: It feels like a god is being scolded.

The company's former boss returns to restructure the company, but the employees, having learned their lesson, begin to worry about their future.

god:"……"

He snapped off his ability to listen to his heartbeats.

Can you please not say bad things to his face? It’s hard for him to pretend not to hear.

God changed the subject: "What should we do with those people up there?"

The elders who were kicked down lay neatly in a row. Several wizards with powerful magic were also tied up by the devil, waiting for the final judgment like chickens to be slaughtered.

"I praise human courage."

The dark god sneered, "I admire their ignorance."

"You are trying to create a god with a body of dust." The god waved his hand, and the Book of God-Creation that had been stuck to Shen Shuang moved over reluctantly.

Shinto: "Tell them what fate they will eventually face."

Under the blessing of darkness, the book of creation turned its pages, and the ethereal sound echoed throughout the cave.

"The first owner, Simijia, sleeps in regret."

"The second owner, Vito, was trapped in regret and remorse, and sacrificed his life to assist in the god-making project, ultimately dying of illness."

The Book of Creation paused for a moment, and obscure black words began to appear on the blank pages, resembling some unknown mysterious runes.

It continued, "The third owner, the Wilson family, gambled with their fate in an attempt to create a new god, but the rules erased their destiny, and they ended up non-existent."

The Book of God Creation closed its pages, moved back to Chen Shuang's side as if escaping, and grabbed her trouser legs and refused to let go.

The god glanced at the book and said, "Although you are something left behind by that fellow Simijia, I am not that petty."

He turned around and looked at the human at his feet: "Feel free to do whatever you want, whether you want to resist, escape, or notify others to leave here."

Shinto said: "But it's all in vain."

Their final outcome is already determined. No matter what they experience in between, they will all end up in a single destination.

[The creator of gods dies in the book of gods]

The god said, "It's time to leave, Priest. There's nothing to stay here for. When the time is up, the participants who are found guilty will disappear..."

Chen Shuang came over and grabbed his arm, her eyes swept over his sluggish body with a serious expression: "What's going on?"

The divine favor has been unlocked and the summoning ritual has been successful, so why is it dissipating? What went wrong?

God whispered, "Because the world does not allow me to exist."

Chen Shuang's palms tightened.

God suddenly laughed out loud: "I was kidding."

A startling light flashed in his eyes, and even his voice became sticky, as if he was mumbling something ambiguous on his lips: "My priest..."

God assured me, "You care about me."

God said firmly: "You just care about me, don't ignore me, look at me again, am I more beautiful than before."

Chen Shuang: “…”

She let go of his hand expressionlessly and said to the relatives around her: "We have finished handling this matter, let's leave."

The god followed, his eyes full of joy, and moved closer and closer in front of her until Shen Shuang waved her hand away and passed through his body.

She looked up, waiting for an explanation.

"It's time to mimic the godhood," the god said, "but it doesn't matter, my true self has awakened."

The god looked at the human who was looking at him quietly in front of him, and a trace of attachment appeared in his dark eyes. Finally, his body had made a decision before his consciousness. Before disappearing, he moved close and placed a light kiss on the human priest's brow.

The god dissipated and smiled, "See you later."