Chapter 339 The Way to Become a God (2/2)
From that perspective, the Evil God of Calamity's actions such as corrupting the world, vanquishing all lives and all that was natural meant that he was a counterpart of Father Nature. There was little wonder that Father Nature would hence behave so gravely and wanted so much for Joshua to lead a few of the elves to flee.
”When you've mentioned that Father Nature had fled this world amidst the war towards the end of the Glorious Era, I wasn't that surprised,” Ogner said calmly without a hint of scorn towards Father Nature.
”He had free will as long as the conditions –'Survival of Elven Civilization' and 'The Preservation of Natural Ecosystems' were met. Utterly subservient towards those circumstances, His own title compelled Him to lead the elves to flee once the Mycroft Continent face devastation, to a place where he would rebuild their civilization along with nature.
”Because He was an incarnation of nature and elven civilization, He could never disregard His instincts.”
”As for me? I'm the God of Fortune and Despair.” Ogner said, raising a hand with only four fingers and pointed towards his own ancient face. ”My powers could never compare to Father's Nature since my creed includes the tiniest bits of realization about fortune within despair. Naturally, both of those divinity constants tore at my will—lucky for me, I have two brains to separate the load.”
”–And it's exactly because of that, with the two contrasting powers, you could maintain your independent will.” Joshua nodded pensively, finally getting the point. ”The only things in the God of Orcs and War were the orc civilization and strife. As for the Seven Gods of Men, They each have different knowledge and thinking, and would use different methods to nurture different civilizations.
”Indeed, with 'Despair' voided, the only thing left was my 'Fortunate' existence.” Ogner made a rather harrowing and emotional smile, but otherwise did not seem to mind much about His predicament. ”The differences between the two, however, remain huge.
”For Father Nature, as long as nature and elves survive, His death merely meant a long slumber which he would awaken from one day—the restriction, of course, being that there were no God of Nature appearing in that time.
”On the other hand, If I were to fall, I would never revive from events of fortune or despair even if the Ougel civilization still stands. At most it would be like this, to awaken for a brief moment before returning to my death.”
Even as the twin-headed giant spoke, his shape became even hazier.
Meanwhile, the black chest within the white crystal screen was now totally smashed, turning into shards of black dust.
The Chest of Erebus no longer spread Black Shroud, just as Saya had predicted. Ogner, the God of Fortune and Despair, His seal that had endured the grating test of a thousand years and His own original deformed existence, could no longer prevail.
His frame now appeared so frail that He would completely vanish in moments.
”Any other questions?”
Still, Ogner did not seem to mind His own passing. He was at peace—even turning into nothingness was fine for Him.
”If you would like to know the way to attain the divinity you desire, I could tell you the way even if time is running short,” He suggested, before shaking His head and smiling. ”Ah, that isn't quite right. You've already a hint of divinity—that makes things a lot easier.”
The warrior, however, shook his head too.
”Don't need that.”