Free Web NovelChapter 903: Chapter 448: What an Amazing Prophecy!
Divine Gold!
The Silver Moon Goddess furrowed her brow, feeling a surge of information flooding her mind, like the roaring sound of waves.
"Hiss, huh? Uh... oh!"
The Goddess took only half a minute to completely grasp the current situation.
You don’t say, you really don’t say!
Really!
The situation is indeed like this!
Because I impulsively wanted to regain my ground and only delivered half of the prophecy, the situation turned out to be completely different from the past.
Precisely because the prophecy is incomplete, its interpretation can be
trusted, then Herbert receives the blessing of immortality and can be invincible all the way to the end.
If not trusted, Herbert receives nothing but need not pay any price, everything remains as it was.
Single-mindedness has turned into being blocked on both ends.
And just at this moment when the Goddess was hesitating, Herbert suddenly recalled many things.
The feeling is rather subtle.
Herbert felt like he was some mythical figure from an ancient oriental civilization, the most populous country — Ind↑ia↓.
They’re the ones who attempt to exploit loopholes in the Divine blessings to achieve their desires through arduous cultivation.
Anyway, a complete process is "arduous cultivation → blessings → beating the Heavenly Emperor," and the extreme ones might skip the process and directly beat the Heavenly Emperor.
Of course, the most crucial part of those stories is the Divines who say "if you dare to ask, I dare to give!" generously bestowing any form of blessing.
["Hiss!"]
Nenasha, who witnessed everything, found herself at a loss for words and sighed: ["Your treatment of the situation is indeed... unexpected to me."]
Miss Harmonious God would definitely not just watch Herbert be harmed by the Silver Moon Goddess’s prophecy. She originally planned to guide Herbert.
But now, it seems her explanations are unnecessary.
Her dear ally can easily resolve this crisis himself, and does so even better than she could—much better!
Herbert slightly raised his chin, feeling a bit proud; it was rare for him to feel Nenasha’s admiration. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
Tactical retreat, standard move.
He revelled in his pride for a while, then spoke to the Silver Moon Goddess: "Besides, your prophecy is too... harmless."
It’s uncertain whether the Silver Moon Goddess intentionally held back or the prophecy was genuinely like this, but the latter part’s "price" was very vague.
It only said "will die," but did not specify the method of death.
Old age? Death in battle? Death under a flower?
The prophecy is ambiguous and does not clarify.
Want to avoid dying of old age?
Simple, become a god and enjoy long-lasting years.
At worst, one could transform themselves into a special life form like a Witch Demon and greatly extend their lifespan.
But the problem is, even Divines can be killed by others.
Godslayers know this crystal clear.
Want to avoid death in battle?
You can avoid conflicts yourself, but can’t prevent others from killing you.
Like a tree wanting to be still but the wind won’t stop.
Blindly evading is futile.
As for death under a flower... that’s worth considering.
The ambiguous method of death means all possible death crises must be guarded against.
But simultaneously, this crisis resembles having said nothing.
Humans are inherently destined to die.
The passive Death God once said — all things will have an end.
Everyone will die eventually, and the means of death isn’t certain.
So, doesn’t it mean there’s fundamentally no new constraints!
"Haha."
Herbert restrained his smile and adopted a reserved expression, nodding slightly at her, with eyes full of the leisure of a victor.
Sorry, dear Goddess.
Thank you for your prophecy, you’re really nice!
This time...
It’s my victory!!!
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It’s proven.
People’s joys and sorrows are fundamentally different.
While Herbert enjoyed the joy of victory leisurely, in another corner of the world, a completely different atmosphere prevailed.
Forgotten Forest.
This is the edge of the Natural Pantheon’s territory, a natural defense line directly adjacent to the lands of other pantheons.
The land controlled by the Natural Pantheon isn’t large, but the Forest of Nature is rich in resources, possessing the most fertile soil and the richest plant and animal resources in the world.
Even the outermost Forgotten Forest is enough to sustain tens of thousands of creatures.
However, at a corner of the Forgotten Forest, there lives a clan of humanoid beings in a precarious situation.
Each of them has beast ears and tails that would attract Herbert’s attention, and some retain animal characteristics.
If Herbert were to visit here, he’d immediately recognize it as the masterpiece left by the furry-loving Grand Mage — the perfect beastmen.
If Herbert were here, he’d be willing to use the name of "humanitarianism" to check their health and appreciate the proud work of the Elf Grand Mage.
But these beastmen, who should possess great abilities, are currently in a poor state.
Whether it’s their mentally exhausted state or their emaciated appearance, both prove their plight.
Though not yet reduced to the total savagery of being naked, they’re already in a tattered and miserable state.
Compared to the combative "Blade Corner" clan who protect themselves through fighting, these "Beast Ear" clan are smarter but not skilled in battle.
After several displacements, they’ve finally escaped the harassment of "Blade Corner" and settled here.
They’ve received the protection of the Natural Pantheon, which has condoned their settlement in the Forgotten Forest, but unfortunately, they haven’t gained recognition from the locals here.
