Two young lovers, reunited after a long separation, whispered sweet nothings to each other, while Phil Gray and Night, a cat and a human, diligently sorted through the treasures here.
He was, of course, searching for the Pen of Truth, while Night wondered how many dried fish these treasures could be exchanged for.
Finally, after opening countless small bags and boxes, he found a quill pen in a hidden corner of a storage shelf, exactly as described by the prophet of wisdom.
It is the fourth pen—the Sharp Mirror!
He put the pen back into his spatial storage and breathed a sigh of relief; this trip to the underwater city hadn't been in vain.
There are no clues whatsoever about the fifth pen. How are we supposed to find it?
After the two lovebirds finished their sweet talk, they noticed their cousin standing to the side. Edith shyly offered to give two-thirds of the treasure here as her dowry to the Church of Destiny.
Phil Gray was delighted, but then he was troubled. The other party had given such a generous dowry that even if they emptied their savings, they still couldn't afford an equivalent bride price!
Fine, then let Patrick become a live-in son-in-law. He can follow Edith around and live a life of luxury on the high seas, and even see the mermaids he's always wanted to see. He should be more than happy about that, right?
Patrick felt a chill run down his spine; he suddenly realized that his cousin's gaze was strange.
The treasure has been found, and the next step is to transport it back. They all have space stones, but the capacity is still limited, so Edith called her underlings over and temporarily sent a large batch of space stones to help pack up the treasure.
The commotion here also attracted the attention of others in the underwater city, but the reputation of the Sea Rose made them hesitant to take action.
Several people, blinded by greed, attempted to make a move, but Edith dealt with them directly.
They planned to transport the treasure to the Cult of Destiny first, and Phil Gray could also go back to deal with the backlog of cult affairs that had accumulated during this period.
Back on land, they breathed in a deep breath of fresh air and boarded the ship heading back.
"Witness destiny, discover yourself—"
Phil Gray murmured, having just broken through the divine descent of fate, and suddenly understood the true meaning of this proverb.
The gods sent him here to witness not only the fates of Phoenix and Edith, but also the fates of the original owner of this body, and his own.
"Discovering myself? I am not Phil Gray, I am just me, whether on Earth or now, or perhaps when it's all over, I will be able to find my own identity."
...
Back at the Cult of Fate, Phil Gray felt completely relaxed.
Only fate could make him feel the warmth of home.
"Your Majesty, you've returned just in time! Something may have happened to the Cult of Dawn!"
Before he could even sit down properly, he heard Bishop Dominic say something rather anxiously.
"What's wrong?"
"These past few days, the Dawn Cult has been on the losing end of the war. Several border cities have been captured by the Dream Realm. It is said that the Dream Realm sent three deities of lower rank to take action, but no one on the Dawn side has been able to stop them."
"That's not right. There are quite a few Dawn Elders at the God-Descending level. How come no one is stopping them?" Although he knew that some elders, such as Memphis, had been sent to the Crimson Calamity to keep an eye on the evil god's movements, there were still quite a few elders left.
The leader of the Dawn Knights was also demoted from godhood, and was later transferred from the Crimson Calamity to the war against the Dream.
"That's exactly what I wanted to say. Elder Nancy from Dawn sent us a letter. It's about some internal problems at Dawn. All the Divine Descent level elders have been killed or wounded, leaving only her. We hope that Fate can come to our aid as soon as possible."
"What?" Phil Gray was extremely surprised. What had happened inside Dawn that so many elders had been killed or injured?
"The letter didn't specify the details, but given Dawn's performance in the war, it seems it's indeed true..."
Phil Gray frowned. "Has His Holiness the Pope of Dawn sent any message?"
“No, there has been no change in the news from outside Dawn, and there is no news from other churches about Dawn either, except for this letter that has brought us our destiny.” Bishop Dominic handed His Majesty an envelope with a golden sun drawn on it.
"..."
Everything in the letter was as the bishop had said, and Phil Gray fell into deep thought.
Could it be that those evil gods made their move?
But if they were to take action, wouldn't the main gods in heaven not tolerate them? Or was it the chosen ones of dreams or war who assassinated these elders?
Completely baffled, he realized he might have to go to Dawn himself.
The moment this thought crossed his mind, he heard an aged voice beside him: "The sun has become tainted, and betrayal lurks beneath the dawn. Wipe the dust from the eyes of the gods with the sharp blade in your hand..."
Is this the saying of the daytime prophet?
betray……
Was there a traitor within Dawn's ranks? Is that why the elders were almost all killed or wounded?
Who could it be?
Phil Gray stood up abruptly, startling Bishop Dominic. "Your Majesty, you..."
"I plan to go to the Cult of Dawn to see what's going on."
“This is too dangerous! Think about it again! Even their God-Descended Elder has had an accident!” Bishop Dominic immediately advised, while also feeling resentful of the Church of Fate’s incompetence. In all these years, they haven’t even had a single God-Descended Blessed One, and His Holiness the Pope has to take the risk himself.
“Don’t worry, I’ve already reached the Degenerate God level, and I’m one of the three chosen ones of the gods. Ordinary Degenerate Gods wouldn’t be a match for me.” Phil Gray replied with a smile, his powerful divine power of destiny surging, which shocked Bishop Dominic.
How come our own Pope went to the Church of the Dead and his Destiny level was raised to Divine Descent? This is too outrageous!
"But……"
“It’s alright, Bishop. I have to go to Dawn. They’ve helped me a lot before, and I’m still a Holy Son of Dawn. If I don’t help them when they’re in trouble, I’ll feel guilty for the rest of my life,” Phil Gray patted the somewhat anxious elder reassuringly. “Besides, if we don’t figure out what’s going on at Dawn, what if fate comes knocking one day? We don’t have as many divinely appointed elders as they do, and things will only get worse.”
Bishop Dominic sighed. “You must be careful. No matter what happens to Dawn, you must put yourself first. You are the Pope of our destiny, and all of us believers are your strong support. Even if it costs us our lives, we will protect you.”
In the past, because of Wendell's affair, their pope was forced to wander and suffered countless hardships, but they were powerless to help him. Now, he really didn't want such a thing to happen again.
“It’s really nothing. Please apologize to Bishop Joshua and Patrick for me. I can’t attend the family dinner today. I hope they understand. As for the treasure that Edith gave to our church, you and Bishop Joshua need to take good care of it. There’s no time to lose, I have to leave now.”
"Yes, Your Majesty."
“I remember that the six major churches have direct teleportation arrays. Take me there; that will be faster.”
"Yes, please come with me."
Phil Gray scooped up the little black cat that was eating and hoisted it onto his shoulder, earning him a disgruntled glare in return. But despite his displeasure, he still had to take Night with him.
If there really is an evil god interfering with Dawn, Night is his protection.
Don't be fooled by the fact that this creature looks no different from an ordinary kitten. It was once a supreme god, and after reclaiming the Dark Night Core, its power is slowly recovering.
After entering the ancient teleportation tunnel, Phil Gray's figure disappeared in a short while.
After Bishop Dominic devoutly prayed to the gods in front of the teleportation array, he returned to the Cathedral of Destiny, where he happened to run into the Knight Commander of Destiny who was rushing over. After thinking for a moment, he said, "His Majesty has just gone to the Church of Dawn."
Ernest froze instantly, a crack appearing on his usually expressionless face. "Didn't you just get back?"
"Yes, but the situation at Chenxi is critical, so he has to go there immediately to check on it."
“Okay.” Ernest nodded, feeling a little disappointed. He had rushed over immediately after hearing from Patrick that His Majesty had returned, but he hadn’t expected to be unable to see him.
His Majesty seems to be drifting further and further away from him.
...
Emerging from the familiar passage into the hall, Phil Gray recalled the times he, as the Holy Son, had received representatives from various religions here. Unfortunately, Miss Melody and Holy Son Vincent had both been possessed by those deities, leaving only himself.
He sighed and decided to go find Elder Nancy first.
The two priests guarding the entrance to the teleportation hall were dozing off. Since the passage opened, it had only been useful on the day of the alliance, and no one had come out since, so they were content to sleep and slack off.
They were startled by the sudden appearance of someone and asked warily, "Who are you...?"
Phil Gray, remembering that they hadn't seen his true face yet, smiled slightly: "I am your other Holy Son, Phil Gray, or you may call me the Pope of Fate."
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