Chapter 598 The Trinity of the Goddesses

In the end, Jaeger did not agree to Amber's request, but he did not explicitly refuse it. He just said that he needed to go back and discuss this matter with the God of Death, Kelemvor.

It seems that Amber's idea is too bold, and conservatives like Jaeger cannot accept it for a while.

This is a bit of a pity. Amber's plan still needs the help of the god of death to take effect quickly, otherwise it will have to rely on the magic mirror to slowly ferment.

But it’s not a big problem. After all, Kelemvor and Cyric are enemies. I believe that the God of Death also wants to kill this enemy before retiring.

This meeting was not completely fruitless. Jaeger made a new code of the dead for Amberxiu on the spot and gave it to Amberxiu to use, proving that he had not been kicked out of the Mourning Poetry Society. After Jaeger left, the poet came over with his wine glass and said to Amberxiu, "Do you still want to be the god of death? Do you want to know what Jaeger's standards are?"

An Boxiu asked doubtfully: "Senior, do you know? Are you willing to tell me?"

The poet smiled and said, "The prerequisite is that you must be mentally prepared, because you are not qualified at all, so I will tell you."

"It doesn't matter. Death is a pleasant surprise to me. It doesn't matter if I can't get it."

This is what Amberxiu really thinks. Judging from his previous performance, Jaeger must have been brainwashed by the "Sirius" into a retard and that's why he let him be the God of Death. Isn't he afraid that his resurrection spell will sell for two hundred gold coins?

The poet was a little surprised. He didn't expect Amber to be so open-minded. He poured him a glass and then said, "Actually, I don't want you to have any thoughts, so as not to waste time. And judging from your appearance, you will continue to cause trouble. Every time you dance on the blade of the gods, you will die if you are not careful. I don't want you to put your trump card on the priesthood of the god of death, lest you can't be saved at that time."

"I understand. Here's to you!"

Amber Xiu really felt that the poet was very good to him. He had always been helped by the poet without him giving much in return.

"Okay, as long as you know this. The reason why Jaeger chose the undead as the candidate was actually because most of the previous Grim Reapers were living people."

Amber Xiu said doubtfully: "Is there anything wrong with a living person being the god of death? The power of the priesthood should ignore race."

"It's not a problem of lack of power. The God of Death is powerful enough. Even if an ant becomes the God of Death, it won't make much difference. The problem is that the power of the God of Death is too strong. In theory, all dead creatures must be examined by the God of Death. Whether they go to hell or the Kingdom of God, or are sent to the Wall of Faithless, it is all up to the God of Death to decide.

"This is an extremely important, yet extremely boring job. When a mortal is a god of death for a long time, he or she will either grow ambitious and develop inappropriate desires, and start to use this power recklessly. Or he or she will get bored and do repetitive work too much and will not want to continue.

"It's the same with Cyric, Kelemvor, and even Jaeger, who retired because he was tired of the job of the God of Death. Otherwise, the God of Death would never have replaced him."

The poet's statement surprised Amber Xiu. It turned out that there was such a saying about the god of death replacing people.

Jaeger himself couldn't bear that kind of boring work for millions of years, so he found someone to replace him, and Jaeger himself was the insurance, and whoever didn't do a good job would be replaced.

The position of the God of Death has been treated like a company president and can be replaced at will.

"What about the undead? What advantages do the undead have?" Amber asked puzzledly.

The poet explained: "The wise dead often have only one obsession, and they can live a stable life by maintaining this obsession. Look at the members of the Mourning Poetry Society, they are also very special individuals among the dead. As long as the obsession exists, their behavior and personality will remain unchanged. Emotional stability is what the god of death needs most."

Amber Xiu suddenly realized that it was no wonder that all the group members were atypical undead, each one more bizarre than the other. But when he thought about it carefully, he realized that the obsessions of the group members were quite easy to control.

Amber Xiu just needed to give enough money, and it was even simpler for Gareth and his wife. Nothing would go wrong if they lived together. Ai Ge just wanted to revive his father, and this would not conflict with the work of the God of Death.

Except for the Withered Rose who strongly demanded the destruction of Ryan, the obsessions of others were easy to satisfy... Oh, it seems that Herky Stone was just there to make up the numbers. This vampire didn't have any fixed obsessions. He was almost the same as an ordinary person, with all kinds of desires.

What a good plan, it really is a good plan.

No wonder the poet said that Amber was no longer qualified. He has now regained all the desires of a mortal and is no longer a lich who only loves money.

Amber Xiu continued to ask: "How do we select so many people?"

The poet chuckled and said, "Although the undead are relatively stable, their obsession is their weakness. The god of death cannot have such a clear weakness, otherwise it will be too easy for others to target them. So Jaeger hopes to find an undead who can transcend his own desires. If he can do this, he can perfectly take over as the god of death."

Amber Xiu frowned and said, "Such a vague standard? What does transcendence mean?"

The poet shook his head and said, "It's hard to explain. Anyway, the right of interpretation is in Jaeger's hands."

"Tsk, you're using the same trick again."

Amber Xiu disliked the so-called "mentality requirements" the most. He could accept all kinds of complex alchemy formulas, temperatures, proportions, techniques, etc., which were all clear and traceable. You can learn and master such logical rules, and work hard for them. Only the mentality is particularly mysterious and unreasonable.

Amberxiu doesn't like unreasonable things, or rather, he hates all things that are inexplicable and illogical like fate.

"Haha, I knew you were not qualified, so I told you. But don't tell anyone else, or Jaeger will make trouble for me." The poet drank the wine in the cup, and then said: "I heard that your magic mirror has many users and many functions, but I see that it seems to be missing a function that allows you to listen to music."

Looking at the poet's half-smile, Amberxiu immediately understood what he meant.

Thinking of the poet's earth-shaking singing, Amber Xiu wanted to refuse, but after thinking carefully, he still owed him a concert. Moreover, the poet's music often has a miraculous effect at critical moments.

"Okay, I will design a music function for you right now. Not just for you, I will give this function to all bards for free. They can upload their own songs at will so that more people can hear them. Senior, you can also set up a bard association that spans dimensions. How about you be the president?"

The poet was delighted by Amber's ability to draw up a plan, and he immediately asked him to discuss how to establish the Bards Association and what the charter should be. Amber was also happy to help, and after he came up with a lot of ideas, the charter of the Bards Association was mostly written.

Amberthau didn't need to worry about no one attending; no bard would turn down more listeners.

Today, the number of Magic Mirrors held has exceeded 50 million, which is a very scary number.

Apart from Oghma, a god in charge of knowledge, there is probably no other god who can deliver information to tens of millions of individuals at once. Which bard would refuse 50 million listeners? Any fame would bring both fame and fortune to the bard.

The poet was very concerned about this matter. After figuring out how to register an account, he immediately drove all the guests out of the pub, saying that he wanted to recruit his friends to join.

Amber Xiu looked at the angry but silent customers, and his previous doubts were finally answered. They were not kidnapped, otherwise why would they be driven out? How could there be so many customers in this remote place? For the first time, he realized that there were still things in business that he did not understand. Amber Xiu shook his head and left.

It is hard to say whether Death can succeed, so Ambersu cannot put all his eggs in one basket.

The matter of making up lies to deceive the world needs further study, and the next step is the meeting of all nations. However, with the Lord of Dawn presiding, Amber estimated that this meeting would turn from Ryan's public apology into an opportunity for Ryan to show off his muscles, so that those neighbors who were ready to make a move would put away their little thoughts.

Amberxiu was too lazy to participate in such a meeting. Under the watchful eye of the Lord of Dawn, it would be difficult for Amberxiu to do anything, so it was better not to go.

Amber opened the brand new Code of the Dead and posted a new message on it.

[Ultraman Tiga: Friends, I, Ultraman, am back! ]

A moment later, a bunch of messages appeared in the chat group.

[Crown of the Headless Horseman: Death be upon you! Brother, you are back from hell?! When did it happen?!]

[Pale Little Skeleton: I knew he wouldn't die so easily, but what's wrong with you? I heard you made a big scene in hell.]

[Don't like humans: Are you guys going too far?! You ignored me when I sent you a message before! As soon as he came, you started to swipe your screen! ]

[Crown of the Headless Knight: Get out of the way, you dwarf! We are celebrating the return of Brother Tiga. What does this have to do with you?]

[I don't like humans: Gareth, we're going to end our friendship starting today! ]

[Crown of the Headless Horseman: Then there will be no dragon blood for next month. ]

[I don't like humans: This breakup will last for twenty-nine days! ]

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After a messy chat, everyone finally understood Amber's current condition.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Amberxiu became the spirit of the magic mirror. Although this situation was unexpected, it was not difficult for the undead to accept. After all, each of their bodies was strange.

After reminiscing about the past with his friends, An Boxiu was just about to ask Ai Ge about how his plan to become a god was going, but he didn't expect Ai Ge to send him a private message first.

[Mute: Please come over here. I have something important to discuss. It’s best not to tell Qiangwei for now.]

Amber replied in confusion: [What is so secret that even Rose can't tell you?]

[Mute: You'd better come over first. I can't explain it in a few words, but this matter is very important.]

Amber Xiu had never seen Ai Ge so serious. It seemed that what they wanted to talk about was much more serious than he had imagined. But what could make Ai Ge, who was about to become a god, take it so seriously?

Amberxiu did not hesitate and appeared in the deep sea in the blink of an eye.

Wherever there is a magic mirror, Amberxiu can appear immediately, faster than teleportation.

It’s just that the magic mirror is not widely used in the seabed. The God of Alchemy has not had time to develop an underwater version of the magic mirror that is resistant to high pressure and corrosion. The cost of the deep-sea magic mirrors that can be used now is too high, and most people cannot afford it.

But for Ai Ge, as the lord of the sea, this cost is not worth mentioning.

The magic mirror that Amber appeared in was placed in the cabin of Aige's main body. The ghost ship seemed to be the same as before, and the appearance was not much different. But Amber could sense that the ship was filled with lively dark magic, just like the magic in the dragon tomb.

This is the dark magic that has been deified, which is very consistent with Ai Ge's identity as the Statue of Liberty.

When she is fully promoted, all this magic power will be transformed into Aige's divine power.

Amberxiu didn't know much about the levels of divine power, but he thought that the faith provided by those Kou Tao fishmen was enough to make Aige a god of medium power, definitely not weaker than that crazy goddess.

Ai Ge's soul appeared in front of Amberxiu. It looked almost the same as before, but with a more sacred and noble feeling, and began to be obviously different from ordinary people.

But after seeing Amber Xiu, Ai Ge smiled.

Ai Ge smiled and said, "It seems that you have completely solved the troubles of hell. You are worthy of being you. Even the devils of hell can't stop you."

Although she was about to be promoted to a god, Ai Ge still respected Amberxiu very much. She knew that the mortal in front of her was greater than many gods, and all he lacked was an opportunity to become a god.

"There's no need to be polite between you and me. Is there anything mysterious that you need my advice on?" Amber asked.

Ai Ge nodded. There was really no need for politeness between the two of them, so he said frankly: "Catherine came here and conveyed the meaning of the elves and gods to me."

"Wait!" Amber Xiu said in surprise: "Catherine? Isn't she going to become a god herself? Why is she looking for you?! The elf gods have set their sights on your position as the God of Freedom?!"

Amber Xiu was really surprised. Although Aige had prepared for a long time to become a god, he could create his own kingdom of God at the moment of promotion and could enter it and be protected in just a moment.

But the Elven Gods are not an ordinary force. Who knows if Corellon's arrow can seize that moment to pierce Aige? If you speculate carefully, the chance of success is very high. This is the ability of the Elven God King. No one will doubt whether His bow and arrow can hit the target, only whether He wants to or not.

Ai Ge shook his head and said, "Don't worry, those elves didn't come with any bad intentions. But their suggestions are also very surprising to me, so I must listen to your advice."

Amber Xiu frowned and said, "What exactly do those bean sprouts want to do?"

Aige said: "The elven gods hope that the priesthoods of me, Catherine and Lady of the Mist Leila will merge to become a trinity of goddesses."

Amber Xiu's eyes widened. What an outrageous suggestion.

The Trinity Goddess, does that mean the three gods are merged into one?

How does this involve Leila again?

"Wait, why are you hesitating? Your goal is to resurrect your father. If you are merged, can you still maintain your self?" asked Amber Xiu.

Ai Ge could only explain: "No, the so-called Trinity is not a true fusion. There have been precedents like this among the elves and gods. It is just a fusion of priesthood power. In fact, the three of us just share power. At critical moments, we can merge into a new form and use the power of priesthood, but in fact, we are still independent individuals and will not affect each other's thoughts."

Amberxiu probably understood what he heard. This was indeed an old tradition of the elves.

But why did the elves propose this?

Amber thought for a long time, then asked, "Does Corellon want to form an alliance with Silvanus?"

(End of this chapter)