Chapter 1100 The Secret of Guarani
Chapter 1100 The Secret of Guarani
As for the hatred that the God of Death and his cursed sect held for him… The God of Death's hatred still had some deterrent power, but they had long been at odds with each other, a feud that had been forged since their exploration of the Death Temple. Sooner or later, they would clash, and the final reckoning would most likely take place in the ancient city of Waters.
At that time, we will see whether the God of Death and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom are stronger, or whether the god-like self and his own trump cards are stronger.
Yes, Zhou Ning planned to complete the deification ceremony as soon as possible after this incident, and then choose to go to the ancient city of Waters.
As for the hatred of the Curse Cult, that is hilarious. It has already reached the lowest point and there is no room for it to drop. This time the favorability has dropped by 0, which is simply ridiculous.
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Deep in the astral realm, among the stars, stands a vast kingdom of God between reality and illusion.
At the top of the spiraling staircase of light, the Sun Goddess suddenly opened her eyes, her expression calm as she muttered to herself:
“The Guaraní are on the verge of a resurgence.”
On the right half of her body, the Elf Goddess's head had returned to its normal size and she smiled:
"Isn't that great? Guarani's path to achieving his old self is far too difficult. Anyone intent on targeting him could easily fail. If I hadn't feared the massive knowledge plague that infected Guarani, I would have devoured him over a thousand years ago. I wouldn't have chosen to devour the God of Alchemy and Craftsmanship that he separated from me."
"Haha, Guarani is actually the smartest and wisest of us first-generation gods. He understood the importance of the Trinity long before I did, and knew that the triangle is the strongest and most stable shape. Our father, the Creator God, also has a single entity, but is also the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit."
"But the path He chose was different from ours. We chose devouring, but He chose self-schizophrenia. He was a madman, actually choosing to divide His knowledge, authority, and memory into three equal parts, each to achieve true godhood. If it weren't for the fact that His original body was constantly suffering from the severe knowledge plague, if I hadn't devoured one of His clones in time, if you hadn't started the war and nailed His second clone to death with the Eternal Holy Nail, I'm afraid He would have long ago achieved the perfect trinity and ascended to the Old Ones."
The Elf Goddess laughed and said, "I'm afraid no one knows that the seemingly neutral God of Knowledge and Wisdom actually has an incarnation of the notorious God of Death, Yukkiel, and another incarnation of the God of Craftsmen and Alchemy. This is why the God of Death and the Curse Cult are proficient in curses, because the true Lord of Curses has blessed them. This is a trick played by the righteous gods on mortals, and even their followers are barely aware of their mutual origins."
"And his fall was also partly due to his own will; it wasn't entirely our victory. Why are humans able to achieve extraordinary things? Where does such extraordinary knowledge come from? Why is this world filled with madness and depravity? A large part of the reason lies with Guarani. He arranged everything in advance, distributing his knowledge and the knowledge plague to every human being."
"Haha, Guarani also successfully avenged himself from another perspective. If it weren't for him, there wouldn't be a human as powerful as Wayne Stewell, and I wouldn't necessarily have perished in my dream."
"Guarani should now be trying to exorcise the knowledge plague from within him. He should be trying to gather knowledge again through animals that are immune to the knowledge plague, ascend to the throne of God, or even consider directly achieving the Trinity and fulfilling the Old One."
"You must have tacitly approved this, right? Otherwise, such a large-scale knowledge transfer would never have occurred in the New Bryston Theocracy and surrounding areas, and this war would not have occurred in the Kingdom of Revendreth."
The Sun Goddess said calmly:
"I did condone some of it, but it's not as dark as you think. I'm different from you. I've always been doing this for this world, to lead it through the apocalypse."
The head beside his shoulder smiled and replied calmly:
"I believe what you said is true, but don't you have selfish motives?"
"Otherwise, you wouldn't have personally orchestrated the First Religious War and murdered our father. Otherwise, you wouldn't have instigated the Second Religious War, indirectly leading to the downfall of Guarani and his incarnation, nor would you have sat by and watched your sister be imprisoned behind the door for so many years."
The Sun Goddess said calmly:
"That's because your pollution is too severe. Only the island where the gods were born can maintain your rationality. Your misunderstanding of me is too profound."
The Elf Goddess laughed and said sarcastically:
"You should know the real reason. I still have a few questions. You should have seen through my movements earlier, but you still watched me sacrifice so many people and even watched Darkland's destruction. You must have acquiesced to this, right?"
"We two sisters can no longer be separated. There's no need for you to hide anything from me. I just want to ask you one question. You and the Starry Sky Church are allies now. If you were given the opportunity to devour the Creator God of Light, would you give it up? Probably not, would you?"
"As I said, as long as the goal can be achieved, everything is a necessary price."
The Sun Goddess looked at the boundless white light and flames beneath her feet and fell silent for a long, long time. After a long while, she chuckled softly and said:
"No, I don't have a habit of abandoning my allies."
"You are still so hypocritical." The Elf Goddess smiled and continued to ask:
"So if Guarani is close to success this time, will you choose to go to the ancient city of Waters to stop him, or even choose to devour his godhead?"
The Sun Goddess's expression remained calm as she replied calmly:
"I can."
"Don't you know? He has always been my second choice."
"As for the best choice, it's our father, but it's too difficult."
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After the collapse of this strange door, the majestic divinity in the air disappeared instantly, apparently returning to its original form.
Zhou Ning glanced around and found that his efforts were very effective. The dark green mist nearby had dissipated a lot. Only the black water all over the ground and the scattered corpses around were proof of the tragedy that had happened here.
This is war, and ordinary people are always the ones who get hurt.
Even though he had no sense of belonging to this city and even though he was not bound by any mission, Zhou Ning had no intention of standing idly by.
There were still some scattered undead monsters around. Without the strengthening of the dark green aura, they were directly shattered by Zhou Ning's divine impact from a long distance, and their bones were scattered all over the ground.
About two kilometers away.
On the bridge connecting the Blood District and the Wealth District.
Deafening gunshots rang out continuously, and the entire bridge was in chaos.
The Northern Pirates and players each occupied one side of the bridge, locked in a stalemate. The Northern Pirates, comprised of several demigod-level meteorologists and a group of ordinary meteorologists, forcibly created a fog at the bridgehead to block the smoke. Numerous fire mages recklessly cast fire spells across the bridge. The players, on the other hand, engaged in a different kind of combat, relying primarily on firearms. Bullets flowed freely, unleashing a barrage of fire upon the Northern Pirate positions. The battle was dominated by roaming gunners. Many wealthy players even unleashed the "Universal Manifestation" miracle.
As words recording Wayne Stewell's great achievements appeared in the sky, thunderclouds gathered in the sky. In just a few minutes, the position was pushed to the middle of the bridge.
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