Ursula was stunned.

She looked up in a daze, took the fruit, and suddenly recalled the first time they met, when she thought, "He is a beautiful and lovely child."

Caesar is always like this... when people least expect it, he will suddenly do something that will instantly break down people's psychological defenses.

The black-haired girl carefully placed the fruit in her arms.

Xizel blinked, but didn't care or ask any more questions. He just continued to move forward at a steady pace.

Xia Zuo tried to take his eyes off the fruit. Unlike Ursula, he also gave a fruit to César before the little girl came with them.

So he immediately felt a mysterious and subtle sense of fate, which made him fall silent involuntarily.

...However, it seems that Caesar has not reached the worst situation yet. There is only one way now, and that is to follow him to find the Shrine.

Although Caesar did not stop himself and Ursula from following, Xia Zuo did not think that Caesar would answer all their questions. Maintaining the status quo and reacting after arriving at the Shrine was the only way to deal with it.

As he thought about this, Xia Zuo suddenly felt that the temperature around him suddenly dropped a level, and even he could not resist the coldness that penetrated deep into his bones.

——They have entered the range of the Northern Wilderness Ice Territory.

Xia Zuo's face turned serious, and he began to mobilize his innate power.

However, the deeper they went, the harder it was to dispel the cold. Xia Zuo even felt that this kind of coldness was indiscriminately targeting all talents, and the symbols of hope, warmth and light were not given any preferential treatment. If it weren't for Ursula's species issue, she would probably be as frozen as he was.

Xia Zuo couldn't help but look up at the black-haired young man who was walking in the front.

The man's entire body seemed to have its own stance, isolating him from the biting cold wind and the bone-deep coldness. If you look closely, you can even notice that the wind and snow are all moving around him.

The wind and snow are around.

Xia Zuo pursed his lips.

——There have been many rumors about the Northern Wilderness Ice Territory, but just like the Della Dead Sea, the forbidden area for humans does not mean the forbidden area for other creatures. There are probably many difficult-to-deal-with native creatures hidden here. And in such an extreme area, humans are completely powerless.

But they had been traveling for such a long time, and they had not seen any other living creatures, as if the Northern Ice Realm was really just an extremely cold wasteland with no life.

Xia Zuo thought, it couldn't be that those things realized that he was the "high priest" or that Ursula was a monster from the Dead Sea of ​​Della, so they didn't even dare to show their heads. The only one who could make them lie dormant and not dare to breathe could only be the black-haired young man who had never made any comments about the Northern Wilderness Ice Territory from beginning to end.

The other party should know more than them. He might know every species of creatures in the Northern Wilderness Ice Territory clearly. It is impossible for him not to have noticed that up to now, they have not encountered any other living creatures except themselves.

Xia Zuo sighed imperceptibly.

...The closer his best friend behaves to that supreme being, the more...uneasy he becomes.

Your Majesty, the God in the sky, if you can hear the call of your priest, please wake up earlier... He wants to save the world, and he also wants to save his best friend.

*

Xia Zuo raised his head and observed the surrounding environment.

They should have arrived at the heart of the Northern Wilderness Ice Territory by now.

And the black-haired young man finally stopped.

The next moment, a deafening sound suddenly rang out, so loud that Xia Zuo couldn't help but cover his ears.

There was a loud noise as if the earth's crust was cracking, mixed with... the sound of countless things breaking out of the ground.

The brown-haired boy slowly opened his eyes.

——The ground was indeed slowly cracking apart.

Then, a giant pure white palace that almost blended in with the ice and snow gradually rose from the ground, and the moment it was exposed to the sun, it was covered with a layer of platinum luster.

Then, the sky suddenly became bright, and the sky above the palace seemed like a window had opened in the sky. The dazzling white light made it impossible to see directly with the eyes, and even if one came into contact with it, one could not help but shed tears.

The sound of countless things breaking out of the ground that he had heard earlier were the native creatures of the Northern Wilderness Ice Realm that had not been seen in the past few days.

There are giant, beautiful snow foxes and ugly monsters with bared fangs and claws. There are so many of them, densely packed into a large circle, which is so terrifying that it makes people's scalps tingle. People even wonder if all the monsters in the Northern Wilderness Ice Territory have gathered here.

But one thing is that they are the same.

——That is, no matter big or small, beautiful or ugly, they all stayed there quietly, bowed their heads respectfully in one direction, without making any unnecessary sounds, as if they were on the most sacred pilgrimage.

The pure white palace did not land on the ground, but continued to float up until it was suspended in the air. After it stopped moving, a series of stairs appeared in front of the main entrance of the palace, from top to bottom, all the way to the black-haired young man, allowing him to step on them before he stopped quietly.

Like a ladder to heaven.

Xia Zuo's eyebrows suddenly jumped.

But he was too late to stop him, as the black-haired young man had already stepped on it.

The sunlight seemed to shine on his body, and starting from the top of his head, the sunlight enveloped him, and his whole person began to change.

Step onto the first step.

A golden divine pattern appeared on the top of the black hair, spreading down.

Step onto the second step.

Golden branches and leaves slowly wrapped around his hair.

Step onto the third step.

The dark fur coat was naturally replaced by the noble holy clothes.

Step onto the fourth step.

The black-haired young man's earrings took shape, and then turned into a blue book with the sun and the moon printed on it, which slowly fell into his palm. In his right hand, a silver scepter silently appeared.

…

Xia Zuo and Ursula were keenly aware that something was wrong as soon as the stairs appeared.

Xia Zuo's intuition gave him a faster reaction. He subconsciously reached out and wanted to grab the black-haired young man's sleeve, but found that he could not take another step forward.

He could only watch the black-haired young man climb the ladder step by step and go away step by step.

His body began to shake uncontrollably.

So...that's how it is.

The final step in deification is to go to the shrine.

He was wrong.

He is a man-made god, but he does not need to be recognized by the temple.

The Shrine is just the last step.

Artificial gods only need to enter the temple and sacrifice their bodies to replace the real gods to maintain the balance of the world.

...I was deceived again.

Everyone was hinting to him that the Shrine was his last chance, so why did they lie to him...? Why? ! !

[…It’s also giving him a chance. ]

He said this was his chance. His last chance.

Ursula on the side suddenly realized something - the innate power and inspiration of the brown-haired boy were increasing rapidly.

No, in addition to this, there is also... the part that has not yet been fully awakened, which is the bloodline of the high priest.

The black-haired girl looked away and made a decision almost instantly.

——Xize has not yet been completely deified.

Then, he is just a demigod. The contract pattern they set in prison a long time ago using the secret method of the Crest family may still have an effect on him.

But this time, it is no longer an agreement between partners.

A unilateral vow must be more firm and resolute.

As the alien words came out of her mouth, her whole body began to transform into black and purple mist.

[Ursula, today I swear in the name of Della that I will become a servant of God and serve God forever. I will offer you all my strength and loyalty.]

A golden line appeared imperceptibly between her and the black-haired young man.

Then, the condensed black and purple mist replaced the book in his palm and turned into his golden pupil earrings. The golden vertical pupils moved with his gaze.

The black-haired young man seemed to pause.

At this moment, a tiny crack appeared in the powerful restraint under the stairs.

The brown-haired boy took a step forward. The ends of his hair were as red as blood, and there seemed to be golden fire burning in his eyes. As the blood flowed, golden lines appeared on his body.

He stepped onto the first step.

At this moment, the demigod finally turned slightly, lowered his eyes and turned his head back.

The emptiness in his eyes had been completely replaced by compassion for all living beings and eternal peace. When people saw this look, they would only realize that this was a god. No one would have thought that these were once a pair of eyes of a black-haired boy who could reveal a faint and genuine smile.

"The high priest."

He said so.

At this moment, the brown-haired boy clearly felt the gaze and grace of God.

All psychological defenses seemed to collapse in an instant.

The remaining faith suddenly collapsed.

Precisely because he was the high priest, he knew clearly where such attention and grace came from.

He felt a slight chill on his face, as if something had frozen into ice.

“…Your Majesty.”

He once again addressed the other party as "Your Majesty" and tried his best to speak in a steady voice, word by word: "You won't lie, right?"

Without waiting for the god to answer, he gritted his teeth and spoke slowly but with a barely perceptible tremor:

"If I want to save someone, but I can no longer save him. No matter what, I can't save him. What should I do... Your Majesty. Please help me, Your Majesty."

He bowed his head deeply.

This is a conversation between the high priest of the gods and the gods.

All his requests must be based on recognizing that the other party is a god.

So, that request… he couldn’t say it.

"Please help me."

"This is the only request your high priest has made of you...in the past, present, and future."