As soon as he entered the temple of the gods, Ron subconsciously glanced sideways.
I really don't want to recklessly look directly at the gods anymore. When mortals look directly at the gods, the feeling of that stinging pain in their soul is truly unbearable.
Having had similar experiences before, Ron had learned a lot, and he knew beforehand that this experience would be different…
Goddess above, you should apply the divine spells you need as soon as possible!
After a while, Ron still found that the divine aura around him had not changed at all.
Therefore, the power of the divine magic must have been sufficient long ago.
Could it be that this time he will finally be able to see the true face of the music goddess?
Ron felt a little more expectant, as if he had seen the divine incarnation of the water god in the mortal world. He wondered what the goddess of music would look like.
Be cautious; it's always better to be safe than sorry.
Ron slowly shifted his gaze to the goddess on the throne…
It was a strange feeling. This time, Ron had a vague sense that the divine spell applied to him seemed to have come alive!
The divine power could sense Ron's thoughts. A small amount of divine power slowly gathered in Ron's eyes. Through this divine power, Ron felt: It doesn't hurt, it's good.
Let's try again. This is a rare opportunity, so let's do our best to see it clearly.
Why did he only catch a glimpse of the goddess of music last time? It turns out that the space here is far more complex than Ron had imagined.
The last time I couldn't see it was because it was too far away.
The divine kingdom that rose from the chaos of time and space, now within the temple, the distance between Ron and the goddess of the throne can only be described as: so close yet so far.
It's contradictory yet not contradictory; they seem close, but in reality, the distance between them is like looking from the foot of a mountain to its summit.
The living divine power around him could further expand Ron's vision.
Focus, focus!
Just a little bit more, just a little bit more...
Unbeknownst to him, Ron's soul adopted a look of longing and yearning, channeling all the power he could control into his eyes.
Closer, closer, finally visible... uh, the God's Garment, let's put it on again!
Damn, it's still the divine mist, how far away is that!
The spatial laws governing a divine being are far from what Ron imagined. Just the distance between the lower body god and the upper body god... another world within reach.
Things should remain unchanged, shouldn't they? A body is a body; how far can it go? Is it because the spatial reference is different...?
An idea is an idea, a fact is a fact, and reality is something we can't see.
Unfortunately, just when Ron was about to give up, an unexpected event occurred: the revived divine power began to go out of control because it was too far away from Rita.
The divine power still carried Ron's soul, forcing him to focus again, and he felt top-heavy and unsteady.
The intense concentration of his spiritual power caused Ron's eye pain... He had tried his best to be careful.
Indeed, when faced with the unknown, the more you do, the more mistakes you make!
...
On the throne, the ancient deity, the God of Music, saw that his Pope was injured again.
The Pope's temperament is truly as steadfast as ever...
How could a pope, who is almost a fanatic of other gods, dare to meet the true God without divine revelation?
Normally, a pope would simply wait for divine command! But Pope Ron desperately wanted to see her.
A strange emotion...
Such are the emotions of ordinary people! A mixture of wanting to laugh and curiosity...
Perhaps it's because I've seen so much of the mortal world through the eyes of angels, but worldly emotions... have indeed passed by quite some time ago.
The music god of the Middle Ages was unlike any of the newly created gods; his divinity was so strong that for a considerable period he manifested only divine rules.
...
The moment of inspiration was fleeting; with a thought from the God of Music, divine power descended, and Ron's situation finally improved.
Previously, most of the divine magical power that was applied to Ron came from Rita.
Rita really put in a lot of effort to get Ron to try to meet the temple gods.
The gods in the divine realm are not mere incarnations of the water god in the mortal world. Since ancient times, which mortal has ever been able to see the gods of the divine realm amidst such legends!
The last time, during the temporary meeting at the shrine, Ron also met the god of water for the first time under the protection of the god of music.
This time, the power of the god of music once again acted upon Ron.
After thinking it over, Ron decided to close his eyes, but then he felt that the opportunity was too good to pass up, so he looked at the throne again.
Is it still shrouded in divine mist?
The same level of divine power as last time.
It's strange, but when Ron looked at the True God again, his divine magic was still dormant... Rita is still the best!
Alright, let's behave ourselves and get back as soon as we've finished this business. One day in the divine kingdom is equivalent to one year in the mortal world. And for even stronger gods, one day in the divine kingdom is equivalent to one hundred years in the mortal world.
Ron didn't want to experience a repeat of that unfortunate encounter!
With the same level of divine power, Ron was able to see the God of Water but not the God of Music the last time. The difference between these gods is truly vast.
Having experienced such a long and arduous journey, Ron deeply understood that there is a qualitative difference between the divine bodies of beings in higher dimensions.
Ron also had a vague feeling that his understanding of spatial magic would be even better now that he was back in the mortal world.
Understanding magic is manageable, but what about mental strength? I'll just have to take it slow. Setting the spiritual strength of a master-level cultivator as a target is a real trap, all because of that dimensional crystal.
Different places have different sayings; some talk about Yuanjing, while others talk about Xuanjing.
Despite his constant contemplation, Ron remained focused on the god of music.
Suddenly, the deity on the throne stirred.
The deity descended step by step.
The steps of the temple... Gods tread upon them, each step as if traversing mountains and rivers.
Ron now knows that the densely packed divine runes above the God Rank represent an endless distance.
The temple is situated amidst spatial turbulence, and each array of divine runes within it represents a segment of time and space.
The difficulty lies in the fact that the gods of the Middle Ages descended from their thrones... which seemed too natural.
Each divine rune should have been enough to trap and kill a powerful expert!
Well, knowing too much is not good. So, I'll just let my own gods be more casual. What's the big deal?
As if talking to himself, Ron felt more and more that Micah Morris's actions back then were correct. Once Ron was able to set up a spacetime magic circle, hiding inside and lying low would be a good strategy.
To put it another way, if gods who did not attain godhood through time and space can establish their divine kingdoms within the temporal turbulence, then it is indeed possible for a space demigod, who attained demigodhood through space, to sneak into a divine kingdom—well, provided it is the divine kingdom of a fallen god.
Only Ron, even with the true god himself descending, still had the mind to think about other things.
He came here wanting to see the true face of the ancient gods, and then he set his sights on the fallen gods. In fact, Ron came here specifically for the matter of the fallen gods.
Someone who is incredibly audacious.
The concept of time is somewhat vague; how much time did it take for the true god to descend...?
Fine, I won't think about it anymore. The divine kingdom is in the chaotic spacetime of the void realm, so why should I think about the spacetime concept of the material world?
A strange feeling came over him, and suddenly, Ron's entire body shone with divine light.
The divine eye looked on with open eyes... It really was... The goddess of music, so this is what it is.
Still so beautiful... to the point of being ethereal...
No, I can't forget it like last time. I need to pull myself together! It's such a shame to forget something so beautiful once I return to the material world!
Try your best to remember the face of your top boss...
Just as Ron was making futile efforts, a divine voice echoed: "Pope, your wishes have been fulfilled, now do your best..."
The words seemed to come from afar, yet they acted very naturally within Ron's soul...
Ron, of course, stopped overthinking and quickly replied, "My God's will is clear, Your Holiness understands."
As Ron replied, the goddess of music once again disappeared from his sight.
The wisps of divine mist gradually returned under Ron's watchful gaze.
Mingming!
The goddess is not far away!
Fortunately, the divine light surrounding Ron is still present. And yes, the divine robes are visible, with the goddess of music in white as the dominant figure…
This white robe was truly a divine artifact, with countless divine runes hidden within it. Sure enough, the divine light emanating from Ron's body had almost completely dissipated, and the white robe finally vanished into the divine mist...
The creatures in the well have a direct view of the blue sky and white clouds. Are they close? Not at all.
Um, Ron has something to do!
Judging by this, the goddess is about to see the guest out... This is too much.
"My God, give me three or four divine artifacts, no, even one or two will do..."
Whether the goddess heard him or not, Ron's soul gradually disappeared in the temple and returned to his original state.
In the material world, in a temporary courtyard.
Ron slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was Rita, whose divine light was shining brightly, and Vivian and Little Rita beside her.
Uncle Arno must be guarding the goal!
Is Rita in a state of divine inspiration?
Let's wait and see how determined our goddess is.
With Rita by his side, there was almost nothing Ron could hide from the goddess of music, and Ron expressed his determination by requesting an audience with the deity.
God agreed and even allowed Ron to do his best. Why isn't the reward for this period of time several divine artifacts?! And now we've finally seen its true form.
'I... got it, then forgot again.'
The reward was practically useless.
It's still too powerful, separating us from endless time and space, even the related memories are gone... Maybe I'll remember them in the future, I hope so.
To be able to remember the divine avatar of the Water God... the Water God is really weak!
...
"Young Master, it's been seven days! Are you alright, Young Master?" Vivian asked worriedly as soon as she saw Ron wake up.
"What could have happened to me? I just...actually acted impulsively."
"Young Master, what's the rush?"
"nothing!"
"..."
While the acquaintances chatted idly, Ron kept an eye on Rita's situation.
When the time was up, the divine light faded, and Ron hurriedly asked, "How was it? How was Rita's harvest?"
"My lord, the words of divine magic..."
"Alright, what kind of divine magic is it?"
"Divine spell name... Domain!"
...
Ron roughly understood the name of the divine spell: "Okay, Rita, study it a lot, you'll need it soon."
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