Chapter 691 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

To be at someone else’s mercy where the power of life and death lay in that person’s hands, this was the situation that the God of Plague was facing.

According to his style in the past, naturally, he would hide himself and meet no one at all. Of course, if they could not find him, then nothing would happen. But if Sui Xiong were to bring Arcaian and Three Nothingness to search for him and managed to find him, his lifetime would probably have reached its end.

Because his priesthood was restrained, if he were to fight one-on-one with any of the gods under Sui Xiong’s command, he might not even be able to win against Three Nothingness. And Three Nothingness was the weakest in close-combat power. In addition, there was another deity, Arcaian, who was more skillful in battle than Three Nothingness, also restraining him. If he could escape, that would be considered as his luck.

However… other than these two banes of his life, there was still Sui Xiong!

If he were to really face such a disposition of combat forces, the God of Plague would absolutely have no chance of escape. Or he might not even have the chance to surrender—eliminating gods who contradicted his priesthood could greatly enhance his divinity. The Void God System would definitely chop him up into pieces and turn those pieces into nutrients that could enhance the strength of the God of Medicine and the God of Healing.

So Wall was confident he could convince the God of Plague to meet with Sui Xiong because he knew that the other party was afraid of him. Or rather, afraid of the Void God System that he represented.

Therefore, he did not notice that the look in the God of Plague’s eyes. With his head hung low, the God of Plague’s eyes were flashing with hope and not fear.

Why would His Majesty, the Void Mask, want to speak with him? He could most probably guess the reason.

Though it was not manipulated by him, there were indeed signs of a plague appearing on the Main Plane. If allowed to develop normally, it would not take long before a major plague would break out and engulf the western part of the continent. A conservative estimation of the number of deaths would be around hundreds of thousands of people, and it would not be strange if the number of deaths went up to the millions.

This major plague could provide a large amount of divinity for the God of Plague, but he had no intention to really let this plague happen.

With the development of medical technology, the frequency of plagues happening on the continent was decreasing, and the scale of any recurring plague was also slowly reducing. In this regard, perhaps the other gods might not know, but the God of Plague was very clear about it.

Because he did not have many followers, his intelligence was not hindered by the power of belief. This allowed him to maintain good sobriety. So all this time, he had been thinking, where would he be in the future?

It was said that heaven would always leave a door open, so there would always be a way out. Even if there were no longer any plagues on the Main Plane, the other worlds might still have plagues occurring. This would be enough to sustain the continued existence of the God of Plague as a deity. However, he was not the only god with the priesthood of “plague” in this world. Just as how the Goddess of Ocean controlled more than 80 percent of the ocean on the Main Plane, but she did not actually have much control over the oceans in the other worlds. The God of Plague’s situation was very similar to hers. If there were really no occurrences of a plague on the Main Plane, his divinity would most probably fall to the level of a weak Divine Power, or it might even fall a god-to-be level.

About this, the God of Plague was not very worried. Back when he was sealed god, he only wanted to pursue a life without death. So long as he had immortality, being at the level of a god-to-be was no big deal.

But he was somewhat unwilling if he had to concede defeat just like that and leave the Pantheon temple like a useless coward. He had been the God of Plague for so many years, how could he be cast out onto the streets like a muddle-headed fool?

So he had long wanted to meet with His Majesty, the Void Mask, who had nurtured the God of Medicine and the God of Healing. He wanted to ask what was going on in detail.

In recent years, he had been waiting for opportunities. For this reason, he had even gone through the difficulty of stationing communication clones at the Pantheon temple—it should be noted that in the past, he would not even set foot in the Pantheon temple, lest he be discovered.

The reason for sending such clones to Pantheon temple was to find the opportunity to meet and have a discussion with His Majesty, the Void Mask.

In fact, he also knew that it would be more sincere if he were to directly make a visit personally. However, as an extremely senior, domiciliary creature, he honestly could not muster up the courage to visit others. So he could only lie down on his throne in the Pantheon temple as though he were a corpse, quietly waiting for his opportunity.

Now, when there were signs of a massive plague appearing on the Main Plane and His Majesty, the Void Mask, had asked to meet him, he knew his opportunity had arrived.

“I’ll stop this plague,” he said. This was the first thing he said when they met on a deserted little world. He did not even bother about greetings or making small talk.

On the contrary, Sui Xiong was stunned by what the God of Plague said. He certainly wanted to get help from this God of Plague in stopping this major plague that could possibly render thousands of miles of land barren. But how could the other party take a stand before he even began his persuasion?

Director, this script doesn’t seem right!

“In exchange, I have some things that I would like to consult Your Majesty with,” said the God of Plague. This was his second line which eventually led Sui Xiong to realize that basically, it was not that the script was wrong. The problem was with the actor.

If this God of Plague were to produce a movie, he would definitely be poison to the box office. To hell with the way he spoke. No matter how many superstars there were, it would never be able to fill the hole he created!