As the hostess finished speaking, the Divine present felt both excitent and fear.
Slaier knew what they were excited about, but couldn’t quite recall what they were exactly afraid of.
Was it just the Law?
Or...
Soon, the answer was revealed.
One of the Divine spoke up,
"Tell , with this, will the Ancient Scroll of Destiny from the prophecy not appear in this world?"
Ancient Scroll of Destiny.
Slaier racked his brain, then suddenly rembered that nearly untraceable prophecy.
Years ago, Kagawus had been entrusted by Divine King Shan En to prophesy the advent of Heaven and the appearance of the Ancient Scroll of Destiny in the world.
The hostess whispered,
"Besides your Father, who else would know?"
Suddenly, she changed the direction of the conversation,
"But if you don’t let Him see your determination, how can His thoughts be swayed?"
The assembly of Gods paused slightly.
Ancient Scroll of Destiny...
In that prophecy made by Kagawus, everything in the world was to be defined, and the Gods were to completely lose their vitality over the Mortal World.
That was even more despairing than the Law to them.
"We must not allow it to appear in this world."
A Divine figure bearing sword and shield voiced,
"Once so, the Gods will no longer be Divine, but rely cold, decaying statues."
At this mont, Slaier beca sowhat panicked.
He finally realized that this gathering he was attending was not just a re complaint from the Divine, but a complete rebellion.
"Yes, exactly, if you do not act, how can you break the chains of destiny?"
The hostess smiled radiantly,
"Rember, you are Divine,
Only Divine acts can be accomplished."
Slaier wanted to leave, he didn’t want to stay another mont.
No matter what else these Divine wanted to say, he wanted to leave now. He couldn’t stay, otherwise, he would inevitably be dragged into it.
However, just as the thought arose, the hostess appeared ghost-like in front of Slaier.
Slaier held his breath and concentrated.
The woman said,
"My God tells that Slaier does not seem pleased with this banquet."
The Divine all turned their heads together, their gaze focusing on the god of lies and deception.
"No, I have never been satisfied like this."
Slaier firmly kept his seat, covering his intention to leave, and shifted the topic,
"What do you aim to accomplish? I am quite interested."
At this mont, one of the Divine suddenly spoke.
Slaier’s mory was fuzzy, he couldn’t recall the face of that Divine, only knowing that He was the Head of the Six Gods, and no Divine seed more sacred than Him.
"A new Creator myth."
The Divine said,
"A Creator myth marked by the footsteps of the Gods, starting from a brand-new Scripture, revealing the truth of the world in our eyes.
In this myth, good and evil co first, then the world. Our Father will embody both aspects, one aspect already present in Heaven and the other an eternal origin.
The Gods will have infinite achievents, rather than being insignificant as in the current Scriptures.
When mortals worship us, as they worship our Father, we shall fulfill our long-standing wishes."
Slaier said sowhat reluctantly,
"That sounds like a...great idea... may I ask, what exactly is this long-standing wish?"
"We have experienced myths through the eyes of mortals,
Witnessed wars of the Gods, and seen the coming of doomsday,
Yet we have never tried...
The Head of the Six Gods slowly said,
"...to obey ourselves."
...
Inside the Bone Church.
This church had been sealed for many years, yet today, it had an additional figure.
"Obey ourselves..."
Slaier recalled those words.
Compared to the wishes of the six Gods, rebuilding the old order was just a pretense, a re path to fulfilling their wish.
It was much like what mortals often say about reforming by returning to old ways.
The god of lies and deception held his head, struggling to recall the faces of those Divine, yet could rember nothing.
His mory had been tampered with; the Six Gods had concealed their identities.
"Obey ourselves..."
Slaier murmured again.
Even with the constraints of the Law, over the years, the god of lies and deception still road the Mortal World, though he had to beco more benevolent within the frawork of the Law.
Slaier was skilled at exploiting loopholes in various rules and enjoyed fooling those arrogant and rule-following mbers of the Clergy.
That is why Slaier was extrely familiar with the Scriptures of the True Religion.
And about the destruction three thousand years ago, order was dissolving, collapsing, and Heaven and Law had not yet descended, at that ti, both Gods and mortals acted according to their own will.
"There never has been a ti of obeying ourselves more than that..."
Slaier murmured.
If one day, you cannot bear the weight of saving yourself...
The god of lies and deception did not continue that thought; he held his breath and concentrated, swiftly moving through the vast Underground Tomb Group.
Slaier, or more precisely, Slaier from the past, was wandering around the church.
He seed to be searching for soone’s shadow, moving back and forth among various tombs, occasionally crushing or knocking over a few human bones to alleviate boredom.
This god of lies and deception was very impatient.
"Damn, damn!"
He muttered curses at soone,
"Damn Lady of Suffering!"
The Bone Church was a place of temporal chaos.
No one knows when the temporal chaos in the Bone Church started to disorder the sequence, nor does anyone know the range of the past and future that could be communicated within the Bone Church.
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