?The Atmosphere is Really Awkward
When the High Priest of the Orc Tribe arrived at the council tent of the Caverock Tribe, Jùshān finally saw the guest.
It was a tall figure sitting in the main seat, dressed in a luxurious black robe with a high, white collar, and a blood-red rose pinned to the left chest.
His features were handsome akin to an elf, with shoulder-length black hair tied into a single ponytail, and pale skin. His crimson eyes were looking at the beastmen Priest with interest as he entered the tent.
The High Priest’s pupils slightly shrank, “N-Night Wanderer?”
Upon hearing his exclamation, the mysterious guest’s lips curled into a playful smile, “Why I didn’t expect my name to reach here.”
He then snapped his fingers, and a glass appeared in his hand as if by magic. It was filled with fresh blood.
He took a single sip and then said, “However, I prefer to be called Count Night, please remember that.”
The High Priest of the Beastman Tribe’s spirit lifted, and he drew a bow-shaped symbol on his chest and bowed to the other party, “Praise the Father God! Count Night, the Caverock Tribe welcomes your arrival!”
Night Wanderer.
He was a well-known Godwarden of winter and hunting within Saigües!
Night Wanderer was not a Beastman but a member of the Blood Clan who originally believed in darkness. However, he was converted by Father God during a war and followed the faith of the Hunter God, becoming a divine follower eventually.
No one knew what Night Wanderer’s real name was, but he liked to be called a Count because he was a true high-level professional with the power of a golden sub-level!
In the Blood Clan, this was the level of a Count.
Having identified the other party’s identity, the High Priest of the Orc Tribe breathed a sigh of relief.
The arrival of the divine follower also meant that the attention of the true God was focused here because a Godwarden was the eyes of the true God!
Father God… had not forgotten them!
As one of the few other races who follow Uller, Night Wanderer have also received his favor.
Count Night often contacts the beliefs of other true gods in the role of a visitor, mediator, or scout, much like Uller’s diplomat in the secular world.
And at the same time as seeing the infamous Night Wanderer, the tension that had been building up in the heart of the high priest for many days was relieved:
“Your excellency… since you’ve come here then you should know about the Elven Forest, right?”
He asked tentatively.
Night Wanderer curtly nodded:
“I came here under the command of the Father God.”
After speaking, he stood up from his seat, one hand behind his back, and slowly shook the glass in his hand.
As he watched the blood in the glass shake with his movements, Night Wanderer’s expression gradually became serious:
“The True God suspects that there is a new god being sealed in the Elven Forest, so He sent me to investigate it.”
A young God being sealed…!
The pupils of the high priest shrank slightly.
If there truly was a new God hidden inside the Elven Forest, then everything would make sense!
But he soon became confused again:
“Count Night, forgive me for being blunt, but there hasn’t been any sign of a new god being sealed in the Elven Forest in recent years. And Saigües mana capacity has been weak for a thousand years, so all this time, not even the birth of a demigod has been heard of for a long time…”
The requirements for ascendance of a god is very strict.
Only a high-level realm with abundant mana can support it!
Moreover, the fluctuations of godly ascension are very strong.
If there is indeed a new god being born, the nearby Caverock Tribe cannot possibly not feel it!
As the high priest knew all about these things.
Night Wanderer smiled:
“Who said that an ascension ceremony must be held? That one’s true form is still in the Elven Forest, and a thousand years have passed, so the awakening technique should have already been broken, right? You should have heard about how that batch of Crowns under the Twilight of the Gods ascended to the throne ages ago.”
After hearing his words, the pupils of the high priest shrank again:
“Directly integrating the divine mandate and divinity? This… how is that possible?”
Night Wanderer smiled again:
“Normally it’s impossible, but what if another god intervened? Like per say… the one lurking in the underworld.”
In fact, Uller originally had this plan as well.
Only limited by the warnings of the gods and the threat of being sealed, Uller dare not take action.
But Hela is different. She stays in the underworld all year-round and although she also left a true god throne in the Pantheon, she rarely interacts with the rest of the heavenly gods.
As the lord of the underworld, as long as Hela stays at home, she is not afraid to oversee the three major god systems of the Pantheon on her own territory.
Therefore…
Although the warnings of the gods are a pressure for Hela, it is not as deadly as it is for Uller.
If she does something then it is not surprising.
Of course, the believers do not know these things.
This is a secret among true gods.
It is enough for the believers to know that the goddess of death is likely to take action.
Hearing this, Priest Jushan’s mind flashed and he associated it with the god of death’s Godwarden mentioned by his father.
In an instant, he felt that he had caught the truth of the matter!
Seeing the change in the high priest’ expression, Night Wanderer was very satisfied:
“It seems that you have also figured it out.”
After saying this, his expression gradually became serious:
“Nature and life are the directions pursued by father god’s for thousands of years, and at the same time… they are also the target of the lord of the underworld. Although the lord of the underworld cannot appear in person, it is not a hindrance for her to support a new god!”
Hela is in charge of death, aging, and disease.
Although these divinity are contradictory to the divinity of life, there are also similarities.
And Hela’s divinity is not complete, which is also a well-known fact among the true gods in the heavenly realm.
The divinity which mandates life also has a huge attraction for their god Uller.
Although controlling contradictory divine positions can easily cause the true god’s soul to fluctuate and may even lead to madness, Hela does not need to do this.
She only needs to support a demigod related to life and obtain information about the governing laws from it, in order to perfect her incomplete death divinity!
All of this is Uller’s speculation.
And He also informed His Godwardens about the possibility of Hela taking action!
“So… Lord Night Wanderer, do you have any plans? The forces hidden in the Elven Forest are extremely powerful. We have already lost hundreds of warriors and a black dragon.”
The High Priest said worriedly.
“And… they were killed with overwhelming force, without any sound.”
Upon hearing this, the cup in Night Wanderer’s hand shook slightly, and his expression became serious.
But soon, he smiled faintly:
“Don’t worry… I have already sent out my familiars to infiltrate the forest and investigate for me.”
Familiars?
The High Priest was pleased.
Night Wanderer had the ability to summon familiars. This ability allowed him to control ordinary animals to explore the unknown.
And Night Wanderer was especially good at controlling seemingly harmless creatures like rabbits and deer… they were easily unsuspecting!
Moreover, the images seen by the animals could be transmitted back, which was a very sophisticated reconnaissance ability!
With that, Night Wanderer waved his hand, and magic gradually transformed into an image in front of him.
The High Priest of the Orcs was excited and hurriedly looked into the image.
He was also very curious about what had happened in the Elven Forest!
However… the image was black.
“….
Dead?”
Night Wanderer was slightly stunned.
Seeing the unexpected expression on the High Priest’s face, Night Wanderer coughed lightly and said:
“Cough cough, this is common, after all, familiars are just ordinary wild beasts, accidents can happen. However… I have summoned more than one.”
With that, he changed the image again.
Still black.
Night Wanderer raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised:
“Uh… they died too? My bad, let me try another one.”
He waved his arm and changed the image again.
Still black…
The High Priest Jùshān:…
Night Wanderer:…
Silence.
The atmosphere turned awkward at a moment.
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