Bai Xi stared at Ulysses with a bewildered look in her eyes. Their feelings seemed to be separated by a thin membrane that could not be broken no matter what. She seemed to understand Ulysses' feelings for her, but for the moment she was unable to respond.
She didn't feel the same way.
However, Bai Xi quieted down and let Ulysses bite her neck in anger until Ulysses felt better.
It wasn't long before Ulysses let out a long sigh, pressed Bai Xi's head against his chest, and said in a tone full of helplessness.
"I really can't live without you..."
His conciliatory sigh inexplicably made Bai Xi's heart beat faster for a moment.
Hell was noisy, with the howls of demons echoing in the distance and lava boiling. Yet, here, two hearts were slowly connecting, embracing each other and feeling each other's emotions.
There were some questions Ulysses ultimately didn't ask. Since Bai Xi was determined to leave, he would try to keep Bai Xi in his own way.
It's not about preventing Baixi from doing what she wants, but about being a support system to back her up.
Bai Xi was unaware of the decision Ulysses had silently made in his heart. Still immersed in the embrace, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her emotions were beyond her control, but it seemed... this feeling wasn't bad either.
She is in a good mood right now.
Having resolved the last crucial matter in her heart, Bai Xi felt a sense of relief when she left Hell. Even when the voice of the world's consciousness reappeared in her mind, Bai Xi remained frighteningly calm.
'you!!!!!'
The world consciousness was so agitated that it could no longer maintain its cold and ruthless persona. Even though Bai Xi couldn't see its true form, she could clearly feel its furious emotions.
Bai Xi curled the corners of her lips, listening with great interest to its impotent rage.
Although she didn't know why it was suddenly lured away, she had already sent away the souls of the Seven Gods, and the world consciousness was completely unaware of this.
'Was it you! Was it you! You're the one who made them do it...!'
'This can't be! They're clearly dead! They can't be reincarnated! Wait... hasn't it taken effect yet...?'
The world consciousness seemed to want to demand an explanation, but in the end it stopped, falling into an eerie silence. Only after a long while did it speak in a sinister tone.
'Hmph, since you've already killed them all, they'll all disappear from this world soon anyway.'
Its words almost made Bai Xi burst out laughing. Didn't the World Consciousness know that all its efforts so far have not changed the future in the slightest, and that it is even part of the process of making the future a reality?
Since the seven gods are still alive, it means that their souls have not been extinguished.
However, Bai Xi wouldn't say these things to the world consciousness; she just pretended to be puzzled.
What are you saying?
She asked, pretending to be serious.
'This is none of your business, hmph. I'm letting you do those little things now so we can deal with Tartarus in the future. You'd better not do anything unnecessary.'
The world consciousness probably realized that it had been exposed, so it simply stopped pretending and went to the point of almost confronting Bai Xi, making no attempt to hide its threats.
Unfortunately, it didn't know that Bai Xi had a way to track its movements in reverse, and it thought that Bai Xi hadn't realized anything during the time it left.
Little did they know that due to the unique nature of the Goddess of the Dead, she was able to sense the 'gaze' of the world's consciousness. However, this was also partly due to the fact that the world's consciousness had also set its sights on the Goddess of the Dead.
Bai Xi knew, of course, that everything she did was under the surveillance of the world consciousness, but all of her actions were beneficial to the continent. Although she didn't know what the true form of the world consciousness was, it probably genuinely wanted the world to continue, so it wouldn't stop her efforts.
"Of course I won't do it."
Bai Xi could even be described as polite.
'You'd better remember that.'
The world consciousness fell silent again, but Bai Xi still sensed something.
Such a furious attitude... could it be that... the future Seven Gods did something?
But she couldn't figure out how those men could deal with the formless world consciousness. After all, she hadn't discovered the physical form of the world consciousness yet, and even if she wanted to deal with it, she didn't know where to start.
Bai Xi thought about it for a while, but couldn't figure it out, so she could only put the question aside for the time being.
Ulysses accompanied her back to the temple. She didn't want to go back to the forest on the edge of the area, nor could she go to the Temple of Angels again. She stayed here for a long time, and this place became her temporary residence in order to build a library.
This is her temple.
...
The temple stands on the continent, located within the territory of the human race. Every living being who comes and goes can see the existence of the temple. In the past, no gods lived in the temple, but recently, priests of various races have been sensing a faint aura.
The creatures looked up at the temple with awe, but as long as there is desire, there will always be people in this world who have evil intentions.
"Are you telling the truth? Has the Savior really descended upon the temple?"
Several furtive figures lurked in the shadows of the temple, whispering amongst themselves, one of their voices laced with excitement.
"Absolutely true."
Another voice sounded firm.
"What if we could gain the favor of the Savior..."
The other person wore a lustful expression.
"Even if we can't get the Savior's divine decree, if we can get something from the temple..."
One of them let out a lewd laugh.
Thousands of years have passed since the Savior defeated Tartarus. Most of the beings who once saw Baixi have passed away. Only some of the long-lived races still remember it. As for the short-lived humans, very few remember Baixi's power.
So much time has passed that rumors have even circulated that the temple contained a vast treasure.
"Shh, don't be too arrogant. The Savior might be watching from up there."
"Tch, the Savior isn't that free. Gods spend most of their time cultivating themselves, they don't have time to care about us little minions."
The voices that refuted the claim carried an air of indifference.
"Fortune favors the bold, let's go."
Although the figures hesitated for a moment, they still took the risk for the sake of their future and squeezed into the temple through a small door in the corner.
Little did they know that a pair of eyes were watching them intently from the darkness.
"Ulysses, do you think they can get the 'treasure'?"
She asked.
"You really are... even after playing for hundreds of years, you still don't get tired of it."
Ulysses' tone was a mix of helplessness and indulgence, but he always showed complete leniency.
This marks the seventh hundred years they have spent together since returning from hell.
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