Wine God Sibos, dragging his battered body, returned to the Celestial Kingdom, subrging himself in the warm and comfortable liquor, his heart still thumping relentlessly as death had nearly seized his throat a short while ago.
The fear was lingering; the simple words could not capture the state of Sibos’ confidence at this mont.
"Who is she, really? Is she not an incarnation of a Divine walking in the Mortal World?"
The warm liquor slowly healed the severe wounds on Sibos’ body, as he trembled in the wine, causing ripples to stir.
"What exactly is this law she ntioned? And the gods on the high mountains?"
Fear, like residual venom left by snakes, persisted in tornting his spirit. Sibos still shivered as he recalled every word spoken by the golden-haired woman.
So fears are rely fleeting scares that gradually dilute over ti, becoming topics of conversation during bouts of drinking and rrint. Sibos had experienced fear before, in a war that had nearly devastated the Country of Divines. But they had erged victorious, and the fear dissolved into pleasant mories in the wine.
Yet so fears are different, they penetrate deep into the bones, pierce the heart—they are soul-wrenching traumas that not every wound heals over ti.
The fear Solamus instilled in Sibos was deeply engraved like this.
At this mont Sibos, who usually cared greatly for his offspring, was too terrified to even give a thought to his grandson, Hiro.
The maids by the pool of wine, seeing their master so distraught, were struck with panic. They crowded around, attempting to serve the pleasure-seeking Wine God Sibos like before.
"Get out!"
Sibos roared uncontrollably.
The maids dared not approach, quickly retreating and vanishing from his sight, afraid to disturb Sibos now.
Sibos soaked in the wine for nine days and nights and finally healed most of his wounds.
Over these nine days, Sibos continually pondered the god on the high mountain and finally, in mories from over four millennia ago, he found traces of the Father of the Gods.
"The God of the high mountain..."
Sibos suddenly rose from the wine,
"The Father of the Gods...that, that Prophecy!"
Wine God Sibos was one of the earlier awakened deities, and at that ti, Divine King Shan En and the other first four Divines had not yet decided to completely conceal the history about the Father.
Thus, Sibos had heard the prophecy about Heaven.
Sibos stepped briskly out of the wine and rushed towards the library.
The Wine God was a Divine focused on pleasure, and his pleasure was not only the physical enjoynt understood by mortals, but also included spiritual pleasure.
That’s why Wine God Sibos had built a library in his palace, with a collection of books rich enough to rank prominently among the Gods.
Sibos frantically searched the library for any trace of the Father, combing through the sea of books. But those traces were scarce, and despite exhaustive efforts, Sibos’s understanding of the Father of the Gods remained minimal.
And when he attempted to search for traces of the golden-haired woman, he was astonished to find in the vast expanse of history that this woman had never appeared in the world.
It was as if she had appeared out of thin air.
"She seems like an envoy of the Father!"
Sibos murmured in shock.
Moreover, this envoy had co to this world without any forewarning...
No Prophecy had foretold her, no one knew where she had co from, nor did anyone know of her arrival...
Keep in mind, this was almost contrary to common sense!
Usually, after establishing their faith on earth, the Gods would inform their believers of future events through Divine Revelations, so that they could be prepared.
And such an important event as the arrival of a Divine’s envoy would naturally be proclaid.
For instance, the Prophetic God Kagawus’s prophesied son Antion had announced his coming to the Gods beforehand, while also revealing to his believer Naya.
This is an unwritten rule among the Gods.
But this blonde woman, Wine God Sibos tried to subtly inquire about her from many other divine beings, yet he discovered nothing.
It was as if she, and the father of the Gods whom she represented, did not care about the rules of the Gods at all.
"Could it really be true as she said...
Are His laws far above our order?!"
The more Sibos rembered, the more frightened he beca.
Fear deepened during the day and night; by now, it had beco bottomless.
It was as if... mortals saw water suddenly erge in a well that had been dry for hundreds of years, and that water possessed unmatched divine power, just one sip could grant immortality.
"rely an Envoy, yet possessing such terrifying power..."
During his day and night pursuits, the facts Sibos could confirm were few and far between.
Yet every single one was enough to make his soul tremble.
The arriving Envoy...
Laws above all Gods...
Sibos felt as though he was witnessing a monuntal historical pivot, witnessing an unprecedented arrival of a Divine Kingdom!
That ancient existence, the one who dispersed darkness and granted souls to the Gods, was about to awaken from decline.
And the golden-haired woman, the father’s Envoy, her deeds would beco myths on Earth, scriptures deed as truth by countless believers!
Wine God’s body trembled; he could not bear this fear alone.
He must relay this terrifying ssage to Divine King Shan En!
The threat behind this might greatly surpass the war that nearly destroyed the Country of Divines.
...
Atop the Golden Hall.
Divine King Shan En gazed at the trembling Sibos.
After hearing the Wine God’s description, Shan En on the throne furrowed his brows and remained silent for a long ti.
Sibos’s back was covered in cold sweat, and from Shan En’s silence, he further realized the gravity of the situation.
He lifted his eyes, hoping that Shan En would say sothing.
However, Sibos did not hear any of the words he had hoped for.
After a lengthy silence, Shan En slowly said:
"Go back, Sibos."
The Wine God stared at Shan En in astonishnt, urgently speaking out:
"Great Divine King! What should we do?! How should we respond?!"
Divine King Shan En said gravely:
"O God of Wine and Pleasure, that is not for you to worry about.
Now, all you need to do is to remain silent.
I demand this of you as the King."
The last sentence stopped any further words Sibos had.
Sibos walked out of the Golden Hall in a daze, completely unaware of what the King of the Country of Divines was thinking, nor did he know how Shan En planned to confront the approaching Heaven.
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