Chapter 240: The Strongest Evil God, Divided into Seven
There were only seven Evil Gods in the Void, right?
Where was the eighth?
Qin Chu was puzzled.
But he didn’t have time to think. The oracle continued, and he couldn’t miss a single word…
Well, this Fire God was a bit of a rambler, so missing a few words probably wouldn’t matter. He seemed to have abandoned all divine decorum, recounting the events of the past in his own… verbose… way.
From his tone, Qin Chu could tell that this god had a fiery temper, quite different from the image people had of him. He even called that other goddess a charlatan, completely forgetting that he himself was also a deity.
“That woman, always rambling on about seeing this and seeing that… Why can’t she just speak clearly? Always speaking in riddles. And those other idiots actually believe her.”
It seemed the Fire God had a long-standing grudge against that goddess.
“She said she had seen our Fate, that even if we fled this world, our doom would still come.”
“She said our only option was to fight, that only resistance could offer a glimmer of hope, even though most of us would perish.”
“She even asked, ‘Are you willing to abandon your loyal believers?’ What a joke! I don’t care about those insignificant humans on that tiny planet! Believers? I don’t care about them at all!”
“They’re like ants, insignificant. But I agree with that charlatan.”
“Not for the sake of those lowly believers, but because I can’t stand those eight arrogant bastards. I’ll burn them all to ashes…”
“The Divine War began.”
“That charlatan told us to focus on the strongest one.”
“Haha, what a fight! That guy was truly strong. He killed the Water God, crushed the Storm Lord, shattered the Ice God’s soul, and swallowed the Shadow God in the darkness… But those Evil Gods are truly interesting. They didn’t even care about their companion being besieged, they even seemed to enjoy it, just watching from afar, as if hoping we would kill him.”
“His body was as large as a planet…”
“He seemed to possess endless energy… His breath could shatter meteors.”
“So many of our companions died, falling from the sky like shooting stars, their blood staining the earth.”
“Where is hope? I can’t see it.”
“It doesn’t matter, I don’t care.”
“As long as I can fight, hahaha. I burned his mane, his hair, his beard, even his eyebrows… Damn, that guy’s body is truly tough.”
“How long did we fight? I don’t know. I only know that our numbers dwindled.”
“Finally, we won.”
“We sacrificed the lives of almost all the gods, but we finally killed him.”
“His body was divided into seven parts: his head, his four limbs, his torso, and his heart, scattered across the land. His blood stained the oceans. The only pity is that I don’t know if his soul was destroyed. It should have been.”
“My energy is also fading.”
“That damned bastard, even in his dying breath, he let out a roar that shattered my soul. Damn it, I’m so unlucky.”
“My mission is complete, but only the Holy Light Goddess and He remain, along with the seven Evil Gods. Does this world still have hope?”
“Was the Fate she saw… correct?”
“Does this world… have a future?”
“Although I’ve always hated that woman, let me trust you just this once, Moira. Don’t disappoint me.”
“As for my believers… whatever. Live freely. You are no longer bound by my will. Do as you please. Or find another god to worship. I don’t care, really.”
“And my inheritor, I have only one thing to tell you: pursue the Holy Light… That’s what that charlatan Moira said. Although I’ve always disliked her, I have to admit that the Fate she sees is almost always correct. If you can’t bear the burden of my authority, then… give up.”
“This responsibility is too heavy for you.”
At the end of the oracle, the Fire God seemed to have completely abandoned his divine demeanor, cursing and complaining. He must have been very frustrated.
After all, to finally defeat the strongest Evil God, only to have his own soul shattered by its dying roar… anyone would be frustrated.
But it could be seen that this Fire God was a bit tsundere.
Although he claimed not to care about his lowly believers, in his final moments, he still cared about them, even saying that it was fine for them to worship other gods, only hoping that they would live well.
He even told his inheritor to give up if the burden was too heavy.
Just from the oracle, one could imagine him as a burly man with a thick beard, but a kind heart.
Perhaps he was rough, but he was a good god. Those who worshipped him in the Flame Temple were probably quite fortunate.
Because of the Fire God’s rambling nature, the oracle was very long.
But within this long oracle, Qin Chu extracted some crucial information.
The Divine War a thousand years ago was a conflict between the native gods of the Heavenly Continent and the invading Evil Gods.
The native gods were numerous, while the Evil Gods were only eight, but their strength was overwhelming.
If all eight had attacked together, the native gods wouldn’t have stood a chance. But there seemed to be conflict among the Evil Gods, especially towards the strongest one. The other seven seemed happy to see the native gods attack him.
They even hoped that he would be killed, so they could claim the spoils.
And they had succeeded.
That strongest being, besieged by the native gods, his body was dismembered and scattered across the Heavenly Continent, his blood staining the land and the oceans, his soul presumably shattered.
And he had also destroyed all the gods of the Heavenly Continent, except for Fate and the Holy Light Goddess, truly living up to his title as the Strongest Evil God.
But they hadn’t expected the Holy Light Goddess to be so powerful, able to fight against the remaining seven even after the great battle. Although she was trapped in the Void, they couldn’t kill her, only suppress her, keeping the seven Evil Gods at bay for over a thousand years.
And the other surviving goddess was the “charlatan” Moira mentioned by the Fire God, seemingly the goddess of Fate. She didn’t seem to have much combat power, but she could see the future.
Combined with the information from the First Jie Luo’s soul fragment, hunting Fate was also one of Jie Luo the Second’s missions.
This goddess of Fate seemed to be manipulating everything from the shadows, arranging and guiding events.
The Flame Witch had inherited the Fire God’s Divine Authority. Although the oracle told her to give up if she couldn’t bear the burden, she hadn’t. She had chosen to go mad, to maintain the Divine Authority’s existence.
Qin Chu let out a long breath.
The Fire God’s voice still echoed in his mind.
He could almost see the Divine War of a thousand years ago, the battle between gods.
Divine blood raining down from the sky.
Divine bodies falling like meteors.
A stomp of their feet could shatter the earth.
A wave of their hands could make stars fall.
That was true power.
The gods who had guided the Heavenly Continent were gone.
A strange sadness filled his heart.
After a long while, Qin Chu finally opened his eyes. Shaye, Anthea, and Heloise were looking at him with concern.
Since the Flame Witch had merged with him, he had been motionless, his body trembling slightly. They didn’t know what he had experienced, only sensing a deep sadness emanating from him.
Qin Chu forced a smile, assuring them he was fine.
“The Holy Light I’ve been pursuing has finally appeared,” a strange voice echoed in his mind.
It was the Flame Witch.
Her voice was calm, but weak.
“Now, I can finally entrust everything to you and rest,” she said.
“After over a thousand years…”
“I’m so tired…”
Qin Chu could feel the flames within him dimming, as if about to be extinguished.
A thousand years was a long time, and her soul was exhausted.
He knew that once this flame was extinguished, it could never be rekindled. The Fire God’s inheritor from a thousand years ago would truly perish.
“If you’re tired, then rest within me,” Qin Chu said silently in his mind, “Perhaps because of the Holy Light, my body can nourish souls. It might be helpful to you.”
“Don’t you want to see the hope and future of this world, for the sake of the god you worshipped?”
The flame within him flickered slightly.
“Hope and future?”
Her voice seemed confused, “Is there such a thing?”
“Yes, probably,” Qin Chu smiled, “But if you close your eyes now, then there will be nothing left, right?”
“I’m just a broken soul, scarred by flames, without even a body,” the Flame Witch said, her voice filled with sadness.
Although she still possessed great power in her fire spirit form, she was easily driven mad. For now, Qin Chu’s Holy Light was suppressing her, but once she left his side, she would destroy everything, especially when near the Divine Authority.
“By the way, Saintess,” Qin Chu suddenly changed the subject, “I still don’t know your name…”
The Flame Witch was puzzled by his sudden change of topic, but she still thought for a moment and answered, “Phil.”
“Miss Phil…”
Qin Chu smiled and opened his hands, a row of magical images, like photographs, appearing before him.
There was Ekaterina, Athena, Loseweisse, Eileen, Airi, Sylph, Saint Monique…
“Which of these bodies do you like?”
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