Chapter 648 - Battle of Gods (1/2)

There were bits of ice stuck to Hull’s nose, which was red with cold. It was the remains of his exhaled breath frozen by the cold wind of the Ice Sea. As long as he moved a little, he could feel the sting of the ice slicing through the flesh, but he did not mind it. The pain was nothing compared to the hunger in his stomach.

It was too cold, he could not help but s.h.i.+ver uncontrollably. Holding a Mafu rope with his mouth, he freed his hand to hurriedly grabbed dirty, wet hair together and then used the Mafu rope to tie it tightly.

“d.a.m.n sea breeze, my hair can never stay dry!” Hull cursed, carefully separating the wet hair from the clothes with Mafu leaves. If the inner layer of the clothes got wet as well, he would be definitely frozen into an ice cube at night. So many people had died this way.

The snow-white Mafu leaves were soft and wide. It made the color of his hair stand out. Black was his hair’s color. That was why he was a slave.

He was a slave from birth and never knew who his father was, but he was sure that he was also a slave. Then, his grandfather, his grandfather’s grandfather, must all be slaves, so he never thought about why he had to be a slave. This was how it should be.

Yes, only when he was a slave, then it was right.

It is ridiculous that Ars, oh no, that is the name that he changed himself. With his slave’s ident.i.ty, he is not allowed to use that name. So it should be that it is ridiculous that Bolt actually believed those sinners’ rumors. How could the great and only supreme G.o.d have black hair? This is absolutely impossible, it is an unforgivable blasphemy! All d.a.m.n sinners should be executed.

Although Hull has never been to any temples, because his ident.i.ty did not allow him to go to the holy temple. Even if he were only a little closer, it would be regarded as blasphemy, and he would be burned to death, but he still firmly believed that the great and only supreme G.o.d could only be blue-haired.

“I really want to go to the temple once, even if it is the smallest temple in Purul Castle.” Hull thought longingly. His eyes were filled with hope that one day he would walk into, oh no, even if it were outside the temple, as long as he was allowed to get near it, he wouldn’t be very happy about it. Thinking of this he couldn’t help but be excited.

Like his mother when she was young, Hull was also full of dreams. Of course, his poor mother could not even get to mow the lawn outside the Purul Temple once even until she pa.s.sed away. But even then, she still told Hull not to give up.

Only those who have entered the temple could receive the blessing of G.o.d, and enter the kingdom of heaven after their death. Only then, would they no longer be wandering spirits and ghosts, struggling in h.e.l.l.

Yesterday, or maybe it was the day before yesterday, the most beautiful girl in this slave zone, Fuer told them excitedly and happily that a blue-haired master took a fancy to her. Although he was not a legendary n.o.ble, and he was just an ordinary blue-haired man that was around 50 or maybe 60 years old, he agreed that as long as Fuer dedicated her virginity to him, he would consider taking her to the fountain outside Purul Temple.

It was said that there was a G.o.d statue in the fountain. Hull thought with great envy. How nice it would be if he could go there. But unfortunately, he was not a woman, nor would there be any people interested in him. Fuer really had good luck!

However, Ars, no, Bolt yelled and said that Fuer was a b.i.t.c.h, a s.l.u.t. In fact, Hull believed that he knew the reason why Bolt was so angry. Bolt always liked Fuer. When Fuer cried and left, He saw Bolt sitting alone next to the Ice Sea for a long time.

But he still shouldn’t say that to Fuer. Didn’t Bolt also want to enter the temple? Hull suddenly felt that his companion, who he had grown up together as a child, had really changed. Since sinners were exiled here, Bolt gradually changed, and he became a person, who he was less and less familiar.

d.a.m.n those sinners. It is them again. Those are the sc.u.ms among the blue-haired n.o.bles, who were found guilty by the temple. They should be hanged, oh no, just burn to death!

The ministers of temples and the n.o.bles are too kind. They should not be merciful to these sinners.

Hull thought angrily. While he was angry at his friend’s change, he carefully soaked the stone-like Moss Bread in the water. This was his ration for the day, thanks to his master, although he never knew who his master was. He was only the lowest slave, there was no need for him to know so much.

After eating the bread, he still needed to finish work early and go to bed early. Tomorrow there would be piles of ice to be cut and sent away. He had no time to fool around with those b.a.s.t.a.r.ds. Raping the daughters of the sinners? Although they are also blue-haired women, Huh! He felt impure when he just thought about it. Although he was only a slave, he was also pure. How could he let the daughters of the sinners defile his body?

It was too cold, the sun hadn’t set, but it was already cold enough to make people s.h.i.+ver. It made people wonder how many people would be frozen to death tonight. Since three suns appeared in the sky three years ago, the weather was getting colder, and there were more and more sinners. Life was getting harder and harder day after day.

But there was still good news. Since the temple sent two saintesses to pray on the Divine Mountain in the Ice Sea, the great and only Supreme G.o.d seemed to have heard their suffering, and the sun that later appeared, which was colder than the Ice Sea, recently showed signs of disappearing.

Perhaps, the Son Of The Brightest Glowing Star just wanted to have some fun in the mortal world, and he eventually would go back. This was what Hull heard from rumours.

Speaking of it, when the saintess went to the Great Divine Mountain through Purul, he was fortunate enough to see them at the seaside. It was probably the closest he had ever gotten to the temple in his life, and he was so excited and scared that he didn’t even raise his head until the saintesses had already left far, far away.

But this did not affect the pride he had in his heart. Really, no one would have this kind of opportunity in their lives again. If it were not for his kind and wise master who chose to mind ice here, he would not have this opportunity, so he still needed to thank his master.

The Moss Bread slowly was slowly softened in the water, and after a while, it would be ready to eat. Hull looked at the sky boringly, and recalled the melodious and sacred song that echoed in the sky as the saintesses pa.s.sed by that day,

“…sank amid the obscured waves for thousands of years, leaving only the legend of G.o.d behind…”

He secretly learned the tone, humming it quietly as if he went back thousand years ago to the era of the battle of G.o.ds!