Chapter 1745 - The Storm Has Ended (2/2)

Constance looked conflicted. “I… I have never thought of this.”

“Give it a try. It’s free anyway.” Hao Ren guffawed, “And if you think Rheia’s not a good promotion material I can introduce you to another that. My boss, while she may not be able to administer this place, for now. Our business venture will reach here someday.”

Constance’s conflicted look turned into one of total confusion. “…Pardon?”

Rheia immediately glared at Hao Ren, “Why am I not a good promotion material?!”

Seeing how confused Constance was, Hao Ren laughed again, “Alright, alright. I’m just joking. You don’t need to work on this just yet, and if possible… please just describe us as a hidden organization in your explanation to the masses.”

Constance was really surprised by this. “But why?”

“Some civilizations need a god, some do not,” the one answering that question was Rheia, and her face had turned serious, “Your people have excellent traits, and are the toughest among all mortals I have seen. Even when your civilization had regressed to this level, and the only inheritor was just ‘this half of you’, but I saw that in those soldiers, the reinforcements from Izzo, the traits in their blood had never changed. Believe me, Constance, your people are not the kind that needs a god. You had relied on your own strength and grit to advance, and you will continue to do so regardless. In this situation, if a god were to appear to protect you, this is a total waste of your potential, and insult even.”

She then continued, “But if you ever need a powerful friend, I am always willing to help. I will hear your voices, and if you run into any problems while rebuilding, you can look for me too. I can hear you. But don’t make me the object of your faith, and do not worship me, this is to prevent you from shackling yourselves. You need to know, once I have become the object of your faith, toppling it would not be as simple as that.”

“In this battle, the God of Dawn did not appear, neither the God of Dusk. No gods had appeared at all. Understand?”

“I… understand.” Constance said in a daze as her vision trained on Rheia, “I never thought to hear about the idea of atheism from a god herself. You actually rejected the faith of men, and this is not what I had expected… Are you all like this?”

“Pretty much,” Rheia shrugged, “Just like how utilitarian the inheritors were, we operate the same way as well. Some races have nerves of steel, and the backbone to go along with it, having a religious faith could instead be a slow poison, while some races needed faith to focus their strength and grow in the name of god. This is not something shameful, as all civilizations are different.”

At that moment, Hao Ren took out the MDT and took a glance at the holographic projection, before waving his hand, “I think the matter of religion can be discussed later, and we better focus on our tasks ahead. Constance, I want to borrow something from you.”

“Borrow something?” Constance asked, her tone curious. “What is it?”

“The Scepter of Sovereignty,” Hao Ren said, “It is actually the control unit of the Heart of God.”

Constance’s eyes once again widened in surprise.

The Scepter of Sovereignty that had been passed on for each and every turn of the era had been taken out and was floating before everyone with its own power.

“…We had thought that the scepter was an object to perform the turn of the era,” Constance said as she looked intently at the scepter. “The ancestor civilization had created it, but all of us had forgotten its true usage…”

“It’s because it has a final defense protocol, and on the final battlefield of each Turn, the scepter will be part of the final defensive line, and once the line is broken the world will restart, so as time passes, your people taking it as a ritual object for the Turn would not be surprising at all.” Hao Ren explained slowly, as he took the scepter, “Even when I said I’m borrowing it… you sure there’s no problem with that?”

“The Turns of the Eras had ended, the Scepter of Sovereignty or the Heart of God is no longer needed for us,” Constance said flatly, “Plus it has so many levels of technological difference compared to our current era, and as of now, we do not even have the ability to reach the Heart of God. Even if we advanced far enough one day, we may go on a totally different technological route, and for an ancient relic that cannot even be studied… it would better if it is handed over to someone who can find use in it.”

As she said, her lips curled, “Furthermore, all of you had saved this world, do we even have anything of value to offer you?”

“Then, don’t mind me,” Hao Ren kept the scepter. “We’ll put the Heart of God to good use.”

Constance smiled, before speaking again with a slight lament, “The Heart of God… I am curious. What sort of feeling did our ancestors have when they gave it that name? Perhaps they were really looking for divine deliverance during their despair…”

“While the deliverance may have been a little late, but it still came at last.” Hao Ren laughed as he and the rest disappeared into the teleportation beam.