Chapter 37 Belllit 29

Pence smiled faintly when he heard this and spread his hands.

"Because we are of the same origin, Carl"

"What?!"

Carl stared with his eyes wide open, stood there with his mouth open, unable to say a word for a long time. Pence's fingertips brushed Carl's cheek, slid down his neck, and finally touched his left chest and tapped it twice.

"Here, there is the same thing as me"

"What? Here...isn't it the heart?"

Pence smiled and put his other hand on his left chest. When the two bodies were connected by hands, Carl suddenly felt a shudder in his heart, and a warm current flowed through his body, as if the blood was awakened and running in his body.

"Look, this is the proof."

Carl followed Pence's line of sight and looked down. He was surprised to find that his chest had light at some point. Through the thin shirt, the light yellow light was clearly visible. Carl raised his head and his eyes fell on Pence's chest. His chest also had a light yellow light, but it was much stronger than Carl's.

"What is this?"

In just a few minutes, Carl received too much explosive information and was about to lose the ability to think. Pence looked at Carl's silly face, loosened his hands, and took two steps back.

"This is the godhead, the godhead of the sky god"

"Godhead!?"

Carl was completely shocked. He didn't know how to evaluate his feelings at the moment. Was it happiness, surprise, or fear? None of them. He just felt that his brain was swollen, and all kinds of random guesses emerged in his mind. It seemed that there were scrolls unfolding in front of his eyes, and a huge amount of information and ideas were focused in his poor little head. He did

n't understand why he, a native of Ataco, was related to the god of Bellit at this moment. This was too absurd.

"You mean, your godhead is inside me?!"

Pence shook his head, and took Carl's hand in his puzzled eyes. The two almost indistinguishable faces looked at each other, making Carl feel as if he was looking in a mirror.

"It's our godhead."

Before Carl could ask a bombardment of questions, Pence took the lead, blocked Carl's mouth with his fingers, and explained himself.

"In fact, you and I are of the same origin. There are actually two gods of the sky. But..."

Pence sighed, raised his head and looked into the distance, with a trace of pain and hatred in his eyes.

"The goddess of fate does not allow the birth of two gods. She is afraid that if we grow up together, it will threaten her position, so she teamed up with the god of daylight to seal you. It was not until you set foot on the territory of Bellit again that our godheads resonated and I found you, my other half."

"No... but I am a human! And I grew up in Bellit... How is it possible..."

Carl pushed Pence away in a hurry, anxious to prove his race. Although Pence's face was exactly the same as his, he had to think about how true Pence's words were, but he had lived honestly as a human for more than ten years, and it was not false. How can a child who has survived in the wind and snow for more than ten years suddenly recognize that he is the supreme god? This is too absurd.

Pence seemed to realize this.

"In fact, in your subconscious, the blood of the sky is still surging. The illusion just now can reflect a person's inner desire. Didn't you grow wings?"

Carl remembered that she had just fallen from the ladder. She really wanted to fly in her heart, and she really did it. Flying in the sky, that feeling was really great, as if she was the master of the sky.

"But..."

"You don't have parents either, don't you? Because we are all the results of concepts, so even if you think you have lived as a human being for so many years, you have never seen your parents, right?"

Pence's words gradually dispelled Carl's inner defenses. He was right. Carl longed to fly in his heart. He had never seen his parents. Moreover, he had a face exactly like Pence's and was eager and close to him. All these proved what Pence said.

"Then why are you... now..."

Carl did not finish his words. He just stared at Pence in silence and confusion. Pence turned his head and waved his hand. Suddenly, the originally desolate space appeared with green grass, gurgling streams, and flocks of birds flying around.

There was even a furry bird flying past Carl's arm, so lively. Pence waved his hand again, and the blue sky was covered by thick dark clouds. Lightning flashed through the sky, and the distant mountains roared sadly. The earth trembled, and hot magma gushed out from the mountain pass and rushed towards the forest. The creatures fled one after another, brushing against Carl's body and knocking him off balance.

Pence waved his hand again. Although there were no dark clouds in the sky this time, it was indeed gray. Everywhere he looked, he saw devastation, broken walls, wailing everywhere, blood mixed with rain washed the ground, connecting a scarlet patch, and broken bones and fur stuck with blood and flesh everywhere.

"These...are all things that have happened in history. They were caused by the goddess of fate slaughtering other gods."

"Goddess of fate? Why? Slaughtering other gods?"

Pence showed a trace of sadness on his face. He sighed lightly, put his fingers on his chin, and his eyes revealed forbearance.

"The emergence of other gods will deprive the world of magic, but the goddess of fate will not allow her status to be affected. Whenever a new godhood is about to be born, she will participate. If it is not to her liking, she will not allow the new god to be born. And the godhood of the new god will also be absorbed by the goddess of fate to upgrade her abilities. So after so many years of evolution, the goddess of fate can already dominate other gods, including me."

Carl stared at Pence blankly, with his mouth half open. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. His brain was too shocked.

"Then... now..."

Carl quickly grasped what Pence meant. He said that these were all things that happened in history, and now he has found Carl again... does it mean...

Pence met Carl's eyes and nodded helplessly.

"That's right... Now the God of Daylight is willing to rebel against the Goddess of Fate, so the Goddess of Fate wants to..."

"The Goddess of Fate wants to start a war!?"

Carl's eyes widened in shock. He couldn't believe what he heard. The war between gods was too far away for him. He was exhausted just trying to survive in Ataco. His country was not even as good as the Lost City. The gods had already fallen, and he had no idea about them.

"But...what should the people do..."

Pence's eyes were filled with helplessness, and he shook his head lightly. Carl's eyes trembled slightly, and he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. Humans, elves, and all creatures were like ants to these gods. These low-level ants did not exist in their hearts at all. How could the war between gods care about the existence of these creatures?

"Then...what should I do..."

Carl took a deep breath, but he didn't know what to say. He just stood there blankly, facing Pence who looked exactly like him.

"Then you found me...so I can help you, right?"

Pence held Carl's face with both hands, looking solemn and serious.

"Carl, I need your help, very much."