Maggie and Oris were still on their way to the sacred mountain. At that time, the sacred mountain had already gathered many false gods, and the atmosphere was oppressive and gloomy. Before the divine positions appeared, the false gods would not take the initiative to fight each other.
It is wise to conserve strength for the end.
Although many false gods have perished outside the sacred mountain in the struggle for the same divine position, it is different here. After eliminating competitors outside, there is still a chance to recover.
If the consumption within the sacred mountain is too great, it will be devoured by other competitors vying for the same divine position.
As a result, all the false gods were on edge, and the air was still as they observed their competitors of the same element.
A tall, somber figure stood not far from the summit of the sacred mountain in the darkness, his cold, serpentine eyes watching everything in the arena.
Before he arrived, he had already killed all the suspected competitors outside. If any pseudo-gods with dark attributes were to appear now, they would either be too weak and cowardly to let him discover them.
Or they must be very strong to evade his search.
Greysius's abilities are ever-present, allowing him to gather almost all the intelligence on the continent. No one can escape his eyes, and his henchmen are all over the continent. Even snakes will obey his commands.
He can also observe the world through the eyes of a snake.
After realizing that there was no false god present who could compete with him for the position of the Dark God, Grecius finally silently withdrew his gaze and began to close his eyes to rest.
If someone were observing his state at this moment, they would find that Grecius's attention was not on the summit of the sacred mountain, but had been scattered, possessing the snakes outside the various sacred mountains.
He quickly scanned all the snakes within his sight, as if searching for something, but found nothing.
On the other side, the human faction, with Tabor, Loy, and Nofel occupying a corner, was rapidly observing the light elemental false god in the arena.
Each one matched the information she described, including physical characteristics, racial abilities, and so on.
This also means that weaknesses are weaknesses as well.
Nofel understood and felt somewhat more confident. Finally, he looked at Loy and Taber.
"Why did she suddenly disappear? We agreed to be good friends."
Roy was still muttering to himself, looking extremely aggrieved. He was clearly upset about Maggie's inexplicable departure, as he hadn't even seen how she disappeared.
"People who are destined to meet will always meet again."
Taber smiled and patted Roy's head, his voice filled with comfort. The girl's whereabouts were a mystery, and he himself was not sure either, but as long as he said some nice things to Roy, he would believe him.
"Then I must have a super strong connection with her!"
Sure enough, Roy immediately went from looking dejected to being happy, his eyes firm, and he said confidently.
"Okay, okay."
Taber was already used to Roy's extremely optimistic personality. In this tense and suffocating environment, chatting with Roy actually helped to relieve a lot of tension, so he smiled and agreed with him.
"Wait, I'll go and fight for the godhood by myself."
Just then, Nofel suddenly spoke up.
"no."
Taber had heard Nophiel say this countless times along the way, and this time he still firmly refused.
“You are the only hope for humanity. You also know that your strength is limited, and there are many others competing with you for the position of God of Light. You absolutely cannot take any risks.”
In theory, only false gods can enter the sacred mountain, and Tabor was able to come here because of his special status.
Although he did not possess a proper divine status, he had a vague, almost divine energy vortex that was somehow recognized by the divine mountain.
Only then was he able to bring Roy into the sacred mountain.
The only reason Tabor came in was to help Nophiel seize the position of God of Light.
"You will die, Tabor."
Nofel spoke seriously, saying that even among false gods, many would perish in the chaos of war, let alone those who had not yet become gods. What difference was there between this and sending them to their deaths?
"Even if it's just a small contribution, I want to fight for more hope for the human race."
Taber shook his head without hesitation.
"Don't try to persuade him anymore. He knows what he's doing. Humans will have gods."
Seeing this, Roy interrupted the conversation between the two, cutting off what Nophiel wanted to say.
"Besides, I know Tabor's strength. With me included, we're not much weaker than a false god. Don't make it sound like he can't help."
He didn't really like Nophiel, nor did he agree with Taber's choice of Nophiel as the God of Light, but since things had come to this point, he had no reason to say anything more, so he could only awkwardly express his opinion.
"..."
Finally, Nofel stopped arguing.
Silence returned to the corner. On the other side, Rosette, who had just wreaked havoc in the Mermaid King's City and rushed to the Divine Mountain, still hadn't subsided his killing intent and was exuding a strong smell of blood.
Like a great white shark that has just finished hunting in the sea, it is terrifying just to look at.
Even when he stands here, he doesn't transform into legs, but rather a fish tail.
His rival, the Red-tailed Mermaid, has become a sleeping corpse in the Mermaid Kingdom.
Rosette even held his shattered divine essence in her hand.
It was of little use, but he brought it nonetheless.
It was used as a sacrifice for the girl after he became a god.
Rosette's mind was still filled with the scene of the girl turning into bubbles in the water to power his heart. Despite having only spent a few days with her, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
For him, it was a completely good thing; there was no loss, and he even successfully got his heart back.
But he just couldn't be happy.
So he didn't put his heart back into his body, but instead made it into a pendant and wore it on his body.
It doesn't matter whether your heart is in your chest or not, as long as it's still there.
Perhaps one day in the future, the girl will find his heart and they will have a chance to meet again.
He was thinking that.
At the very edge of the entire sacred mountain, only Harlanther was staring blankly at the vines wrapped around his arm. The elf was petrified, completely still, as were the vines.
He was still thinking about the embarrassing incident that happened before Maggie left. No matter how much he apologized, his behavior was still very impolite.
However, he could never forget the sensation from the vines and the scene at that time.
The vines, indistinguishable from his limbs, slid smoothly down the girl's skirt, cuffs, and collar, exploring deeper inside.
The vines felt warm and smooth to the touch, with a slightly fleshy feel. With a little pressure, the entire vine would sink completely into the flesh.
Just thinking about it made Harlanser's ears turn redder and redder, the redness spreading to his cheeks.
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