Ange hadn't expected Nate to come in person and was prepared to wait quite a while.
"Are you alright, young friend An?" Nate breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that An Ge was unharmed.
Hearing that An Ge had captured Wu Li, he was happy but also worried about her. Although An Ge was strong, she was still just a mortal, and there was a possibility that she would suffer if she encountered Wu Li, who had already joined the Abyss.
Fortunately, she is alright.
An Ge shook her head and gestured with her chin in the direction of Wu Li.
Following the direction, Nate looked and saw Woolley lying on the ground, looking disheveled and dazed, not even lifting an eyelid at his arrival.
What's wrong with him?
An Ge casually replied, "It's nothing, it's probably just that my faith has collapsed and I can't accept it for a while."
Nat paused for a moment, then said, “I’ll take him back to the tribe first.”
He was initially worried that Wu Li would play tricks even if he lost, but now it seems that the other party is almost heartbroken. This is probably what An Ge meant by "the greatest sorrow is the death of the heart".
After the two left, An Ge returned to the inn. Little did she know the huge storm that her confrontation with Rhodes had stirred up in the Divine Realm.
The incident began when Rhodes realized that he couldn't heal the sword scar on his face in a short time on his own, and he didn't want to go out with the scar, so he sought out the physician in the Divine Realm.
And this doctor happens to have a very strong gossip-loving nature.
The doctor was somewhat surprised when he saw the wound, because it didn't seem to have any divine power and didn't appear to have been caused by any other god.
When asked about the situation, Rhodes hesitated for a long time without giving a clear answer, which made the doctor even more curious, and his gossip-loving spirit burned brightly.
Don't underestimate the abilities of a gossip enthusiast. This doctor went from the scars to discovering that Rhodes had previously used a treasure to descend to the mortal realm and seemingly kill a mortal, but in the end, he himself was injured.
The doctor didn't know whether the mortal had been successfully eliminated, nor did he care.
It's quite a juicy story that a mere mortal could injure the powerful Rhodes, especially since Rhodes used a treasure.
In the realm of the gods, the physician holds a special status, and no god would easily offend him. Therefore, the physician is not afraid of Rhodes's reputation being ruined.
In his excitement, he shared the story with others, "Hey, I have some big gossip to tell you: the God of Darkness, Rhodes, was injured by a mortal from the lower realms."
"Really? Oh my god, Rhodes is so embarrassing! I have to share this with others."
"Have you heard? Rhodes was no match for a mortal from the lower realm and was seriously injured. If it weren't for the doctor, he probably wouldn't have survived."
"I'll tell you a secret, but don't tell anyone else, Rhodes was seriously injured by a mortal and can't even get up."
"What? Rhodes is dying?"
The news spread like wildfire, and soon the story of the Dark God Rhodes being injured by a mortal had reached the entire city of Lister.
By the time Rhodes recovered from his injuries and emerged, things had spiraled out of control, with rumors even circulating that he had been killed by a mere mortal.
"Damn it!" Rhodes was so angry that he threw things all over the house. "That damned doctor, I will never let you get away with this again."
No wonder so many gods have come to visit him lately; they've all come to see him make a fool of himself.
"Your Highness, God of Darkness, the Goddess of Nature, Belina, wishes to visit you. Shall I allow her to enter?"
"What are you trying to do? Didn't everyone say that I, a god, was killed by a mortal? How can we meet again if I'm dead? You keep a close watch on the door for me these days, and don't see anyone!"
The waiter watched silently as Rhodes jumped up and down in anger, politely refusing Belina's visit.
"Oh? Then let Rhodes recover well. A broken heart doesn't heal in a short time." Bellina suppressed a laugh and turned to leave.
Did she really care about Rhodes? Her relationship with Rhodes wasn't that good; it was just because they had followers in the same plane of existence.
I came here to inquire about the loss of believers from that plane, but since they don't want to meet, then forget it.
Now that she has discovered a new dimension, developing the believers in this dimension is more important than anything else.
It is a serious matter for a deity to be injured by a mortal, and it is even more unusual that this deity is not an ascended immortal.
Soon, the news also reached the gods of the Eastern Divine Realm.
In a bustling teahouse, the topic of conversation has recently become the subject of discussion about Rhodes.
"Have you heard the gossip in Lister City? I heard that a god of darkness was injured by a mortal."
"Which mortal is so powerful? Is he a future immortal? That God of Darkness is far too weak!"
"I don't know if he's an immortal about to ascend, but that deity is no weakling. He's a god, not an immortal, and I've heard that his combat strength is among the best over there."
Gods and immortals are different. Strictly speaking, these ascended immortals can only be immortals, and there is still some difference between them and gods.
"Wow, it's a god! That mortal is really amazing. But this is a good thing. I've long been disgusted by those gods' arrogant attitude. They just have some divine power, but they really think they're something special?"
"That's right. Although our gods are arrogant, at least they don't call themselves gods of darkness."
Gradually, the topic shifted from Rhodes being harmed by mortals to complaining about the Western gods.
The immortals' conversation caught the attention of two men in a corner. One, dressed in blue, poured a cup of tea for the other, dressed in white. "Do you think that mortal in the lower realm could be a chosen one?"
The man in white shook his head, then smiled as if he had just thought of something, "That's hard to say. Over the years, the number of chosen ones who become gods has been decreasing. If it really is a chosen one, the Western Divine Realm will be quite lively in the future."
Having offended powerful gods before even becoming a god, Lister and his group of gods won't be so at ease.
The emergence of a powerful god signifies the division of one's own power, especially since this potential god seems to possess formidable combat strength.
"This isn't good for us either. No matter how much they fight among themselves, they're still united against outsiders," the man in blue said, pouring cold water on the idea.
"Oh, Wenbo, you're so boring. You never let me have any fun."
"Tao Le, you're still such an optimist after all these years. You truly live up to your name." Yi Wenbai wanted to say that the other person was incredibly carefree.
Tao Le laughed heartily, “The West may have one more god or immortal. We haven’t had a god for a long time, and even the immortals who have ascended to heaven have nothing to do with us.”
Didn't you say your apprentice was a super genius? Did you say he might ascend to immortality?
"Don't even think about it. You know perfectly well that the path to ascension in my realm has been severed. Nearly ten thousand years have passed, and the spiritual energy is only decreasing, not increasing."
If I'm lucky, my apprentice might still be alive; if I'm unlucky, well... I just hope that we, master and apprentice, will meet again someday in this lifetime.
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