Chapter 120
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'll suddenly do something that will instantly break down their psychological defenses.
The black-haired girl carefully placed the fruit in her arms.
Xizel blinked, but didn't care or ask any further questions. He just continued to move forward at a steady pace.
Xia Zuo tried to avert his gaze from the fruit. Unlike Ursula, he had also given a fruit to César before the little girl joined them.
So he immediately felt a mysterious and subtle sense of fate, which made him fall silent involuntarily.
...However, Caesar doesn't seem to be in the worst condition yet. There is only one way now, and that is to follow him to find the shrine.
Although Caesar hadn't stopped him and Ursula from following, Xia Zuo didn't believe Caesar would answer every question they asked. Maintaining the status quo and adapting to the situation after reaching the Shrine was the only solution.
As he thought of 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 Northern Wilderness Ice Territory.
Xia Zuo's face turned serious, and he began to mobilize the innate power in his body.
However, the deeper they went, the harder it was to dispel the cold. Xia Zuo even felt that this coldness was indiscriminately targeting all talents, and even those who symbolized hope, warmth and light were not given any preferential treatment. If it weren't for Ursula's species, she would probably be freezing like him by now.
Xia Zuo couldn't help but look up at the black-haired young man who was walking in front.
His entire body seemed to possess a self-contained presence, insulating him from the biting wind and the bone-deep chill. Looking more closely, one could even sense that the wind and snow were moving around him.
The wind and snow are blowing around.
Xia Zuo pursed his lips.
There have been many rumors about the Northern Wilderness Ice Territory, but just like the Dead Sea of Della, what's forbidden to humans isn't necessarily forbidden to other creatures. There are likely many more difficult-to-control native creatures hiding here. And in such an extreme region, 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, this couldn't be because those creatures realized he was the "High Priest" or that Ursula was a monster from the Della Dead Sea, so they didn't even dare to show their heads. The only person who could make them lie dormant and not dare to breathe could only be the black-haired young man mentioned above, who had never said a word about the Northern Wilderness Ice Territory from beginning to end.
The other party should know more than them. It is very likely that he knows all the species of creatures in the Northern Wilderness Ice Realm. It is impossible for him not to have noticed that so far, they have not encountered any other living creatures except themselves.
Xia Zuo sighed imperceptibly.
...The closer his best friend appears to be 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 soon... He wants to save the world, and he also wants to save his best friend.
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Xia Zuo raised his head and observed the surrounding environment.
They should have arrived in 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 want to cover his ears.
There was a loud noise as if the earth's crust were 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 people were exposed to it, they 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, whose shadows had not been seen in the past few days.
There are giant, beautiful snow foxes, as well as ugly monsters with bared fangs and claws. There are so many of them, densely packed together in a big 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 didn't land, but continued to float upward until it was suspended in mid-air. After it stopped moving, a series of stairs appeared in front of the palace's main entrance, descending from the top until they reached the black-haired young man, allowing him to step onto them before finally coming to a rest.
Like a ladder to heaven.
Xia Zuo's eyebrows suddenly jumped.
But before he could stop him, 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.
Golden divine patterns 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 a noble holy garment.
Step onto the fourth step.
The black-haired youth's earrings materialized, then transformed into a blue book with the sun and moon printed on it, which slowly landed in his palm. In his right hand, a silver scepter silently materialized.
…
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 walk 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 stabilize the balance of the world.
...I was cheated again.
Everyone was clearly hinting to him that the Shrine was his last chance, so why did they lie to him...? Why?!
[…It’s also to give 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... the part that has not yet been fully awakened, 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 had set in prison a long time ago using the secret method of the Crest family may still be able to work 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 poured out of her mouth, her entire body began to transform into black and purple mist.
[Ursula, today I swear in the name of Della to become a servant of God, to serve God forever and ever, and to 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 has been completely replaced by compassion for all living beings and eternal tranquility. When people see this look, they will only realize that this is a god. No one would imagine 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 the [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.
"...Your Majesty."
He once again addressed the other person as "Your Majesty," and tried his best to speak in a steady voice, word for word, "You wouldn't lie, would you?"
Without waiting for the god's 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 do so. No matter what, I can't save them. 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 the recognition 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."
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