Chapter 298 Chapter 298 Marching towards the light...? ...
Bodong: ...
Bodong was furious and puzzled—what on earth had that pink mermaid fed him?!
"It's okay, Father God, you can slowly understand him."
Lanzai spoke seriously, his delicate little face looking particularly sincere.
Your Father God does not want to understand him.
Your Father God’s blood pressure is rising!
Aaaaaah, Daryl!!! Come out, let's fight!!!
*
"Sir, we have been in Aran for a few days. Have you noticed anything wrong?"
On the seashore of the city of Aram.
Several believers disguised as ordinary nobles asked cautiously.
Several days have passed since I followed Arvid from the Heavenly Temple to the human city of Aram. During these days, the God of Light Arvid was either walking aimlessly on the streets, or coming to the highest point of the city of Aram where I could see the sea, and looking into the distance in silence.
The gods' vision is much farther than theirs, so these days Arvid can see the rolling waves in the distant sea, but in the eyes of these believers, the ocean is still calm.
After all, in their hearts, the ocean belongs to the ocean god Bodong, one of the twelve main gods. No matter how capable Daryl is, they will not doubt the stability of the ocean.
Of course, Arvid had doubts about this.
The man standing in front of them was very tall, wearing a white suit and a white gentleman's hat. His eyes turned black and he looked silently into the distance, looking solemn and indifferent.
"Something's wrong—a lot."
Arvid's voice was also cold.
He stretched out his hand, and the man's handsome and holy face did not change or transform, but only added a little magic, so that anyone who saw his appearance would quickly forget it.
Not far behind him, the rumbling sound of a steam train could be heard from afar in the city that had entered the steam age.
The wind blew up his clothes, and Arvid reached out and adjusted the brim of his hat with his fingers wearing golden half-finger gloves.
"Is everything done?"
The man turned his head. He was wearing a pair of monocular glasses with a golden chain hanging down, making him look gentle and noble.
This is the dress that best suits contemporary aristocratic gentlemen.
A suit and formal dress paired with a long skirt and a big hat - this is the brilliance of the collision between retro magic and the development of civilization.
"Yes, sir."
Even though there was no holy light at this moment, the believers did not dare to look up at Arvid's face.
"I have already purchased a property near that house as you requested. However, I don't understand why you must focus on that house."
"Didn't you notice?"
Arvid is aloof and questions the slowness of his subordinates.
"That's the dark race from the abyss beneath the earth. They exude a rotten aura."
The only one who could excite those crazy believers was Daryl, who was currently living in the abyss of the sea.
The stars change, Daryl changes - even his own star begins to shift, heading off in an unknown direction.
This feeling is not good.
Especially Daryl, who looked like he was about to get out of control.
Arvid and Daryl didn't care about the same or different origins of power. Although their powers were very different, their temperaments were still unusually similar - they walked on their own paths, did not listen to advice, and did not look back. This was already paranoid, but if the two gods were a little more stupid, the world would not be able to maintain this state of development.
Of course, he didn't mind fighting with Daryl again, just like he had done thousands of years ago.
It will be here soon.
Arvid thought.
And there's that weird variable.
A change that seemed to be forced upon us by the world.
As the owner of believers in most of the world, Arvid is actually the god with the most authority and functions. He also communicates the most with the world. The world operates under rules, the logic is constantly improving, and the laws are difficult to change. If you want to change them, you need a lot of practice and guidance, which makes the whole world tend to be conservative and stable.
Avid was very satisfied with this. After all, the more drastic the changes, the more things will be involved, and the more likely the whole world will be on the edge of no return, which will form a vicious cycle. But at this moment, under relatively stable development conditions, all you need to do is maintain it well, rather than trying to make any changes.
A mature and stable world will definitely not be accompanied by turbulence and change.
That's why Arvid felt so strange after he realized that this was a change from the world.
It felt so... incredible.
It doesn't matter.
Let him witness with his own eyes the changes that have taken place in Daryl.
If that means disputes and cholera.
Any measures taken are necessary——
In this respect, Arvid and Daryl are exactly the same. The god of light, Arvid, has never been a gentle god.
He represents the power of light, but is also extremely cold and cruel, lacking empathy, and rarely glances at anything other than what is beneficial to the development of the world.
He is a qualified leader and has distributed the powers of each main god very well, but in the eyes of other gods, they may be friends, peers or colleagues, but they have an in-the-bones awe for Daryl and Arvid.
Therefore, it was discussed in the theory of the Twelve Gods that the power of Arvid and Daryl came from the same source. When they were first born, there should have been only one god, and the world should have been run by eleven gods. However, light and darkness were incompatible, and finally they were divided into two gods who controlled different powers but were almost identical in other aspects.
Given the personalities of these two people, this would have been a disaster.
If a big fight really breaks out, I'm afraid we'll have to go through another reshuffle.
But the battle between light and darkness did not end completely. In the tacit understanding between the two gods, they found the positive force for the development of the world, and then fought with each other out of dislike for each other. Finally, Daryl entered the abyss of the sea, and those chaotic forces were eliminated. The gears of development finally connected and engaged one after another, and began to be driven by the years and history, turning one ring after another. Since then, Daryl and Arvid have never met each other seriously again.
Thinking of all this, the believers still sighed.
Perhaps those arguments are correct. It is precisely because of the same source of power and the fact that other aspects are almost the same that a scene of stable maintenance of light and darkness appears. It is also because of the same rationality and restraint of the leaders of the two camps that the world can move forward instead of backward.
Arvid didn't say anything else. He put his hands in his pockets, turned around, and slowly walked down the platform against the backdrop of a steam train speeding past.
*
Daryl and his cubs landed on an uninhabited island reef area.
After getting ashore, Daryl's red pupils were quickly covered, and the originally casual black robe was slowly changing into the black suit that was now popular in the human world.
He wore a black cape on his shoulders, which made the man look even more unfathomable.
Under that cloak - it seems like there is something extraordinary hidden.
Daryl looked down at the 'something incredible' wrapped in the cloak.
"Are you ready?"
"Quick, quick - Dad, help Milo - the sleeve, help Milo hold the sleeve."
The little pink mermaid in his arms was trying hard to put on her little shirt.
He wore the glittering world gift around his neck. The moment he came ashore, without having to reach a certain age, the little cub, under the power of the world gift, suddenly turned into a handsome little gentleman with pink hair and light blue eyes.
Daryl reached out his hand expressionlessly, grabbed the little guy's sleeve, and watched him put on his clothes.
The little guy's hair is a little long, but it is not noticeable when he is in the ocean, especially when he is swimming. It is as soft and elastic as pink seaweed.
But at this moment, with his hair scattered on his shoulders, his eyes sparkling, and wearing a small shirt with complicated patterns and decorations that are popular nowadays, he really looks like a young nobleman from some noble family.
Daryl sighed.
He stretched out his hand, and a dark brown headband appeared in his hand.
He placed the cub on a flat reef, and a little clumsily tidied up the cub's hair and tied it up gently.
"host--"
The believers who had been waiting in Aram for a long time felt the arrival of the God of Destruction and excitedly arrived at the area commanded by the god.
"Christine of the Dark Centaur offers you the most insane and devout faith."
Daryl's back was turned to Kristen.
His body blocked the view of the little cub.
Christine's voice was fanatical. He was wrapped in a black cloak. Like the dark race in the abyss of the sea, it was difficult for them to survive outside the abyss.
There is no way to practice, no way to sleep well, the mood is manic, the power is out of control, and it is easy to do some troublesome things. Staying in the abyss for a long time will be better, at least it can stabilize their emotions, but at the same time, staying in the abyss for a long time will cause some changes in their bodies.
In most cases, they are like the dark races in the abyss, hiding in the underground abyss and never coming out.
Originally, there was no place for them in the world, and the abyss was the home created for them by Daryl, the god of destruction.
Where my Lord is, there is my home—
Holding such extreme and crazy beliefs.
When Christine received the news, she actually thought seriously about what to do if a war really broke out with the Light.
Christine's voice trembled slightly with excitement.
With some expectation.
But it was obvious that the god was too lazy to respond to this expectation. Daryl just glanced at him coldly.
He waved his hand and asked casually as a reward, "Is everything done?"
"Yes, I have found a suitable place for you to live. It also has the facilities you want nearby—"
Although Christine didn't quite understand why Daryl gave the order - although the main requirement was a secluded house, preferably with a library nearby, and some suitable entry-level human teachers.
But I guess the Lord has arranged all of this!
The secluded house is a hidden place for strategic discussions, the library can be used to research various matters of the human world and the God of Light, and suitable entry-level human teachers are available -? Ah, the Lord must want to start with these human magicians with weak minds!
Christine felt she understood.
He felt he knew full well that Daryl, the God of Destruction, was ready—
Daryl picked up the cub in front of him.
The cute little girl with pink hair curled up in her father's arms and looked over curiously.
Are you ready to march towards the light...?
The dark centaurs choked.
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