Chapter 812 Flawless Preparation (1/2)

The God of Love and Death left Moldavia.

As the divine power seal vanished, time flowed anew. All mortals bound felt their sight restored at once, and quickly saw their own Liege and the Pope of the Seven Gods in the middle of the street.

In that split second, the pair's Legendary presence emanated by a fraction. However, the spiritual pressure that could have caused mass fainting was but a pause in breath, a brief darkness in sight for the North.

However, that brief darkness was enough—when everyone opened their eyes again, Joshua and Igor had vanished from the streets as if illusory phantoms.

Still, some with considerable individual ability and keener sight appeared to have caught their Liege's gloomy and doubtful expression the second before their Liege vanished.

Meanwhile, having determined that Yolanda had returned to the Infinite Horizon or perhaps the Void, both Joshua and Igor were silent for a long time in the skies of Moldavia.

”Sometimes I get irritated by such behavior.”

Joshua frowned as he lowered his gaze at the city of Moldavia, his tone low. ”Everyone and every god are acting enigmatic and secretively, never finishing their sentences… Even if they are right and that information is useless, it would always be better than not knowing. Won't it be much simpler if everyone combined all the information they had?”

It was clearly a venting—the warrior sighed as he calmed.

Yolanda's reluctance to elaborate on other information was actually normal… If Joshua's ears and theories were not mistaken, the God of Love and Death must have been very close to the Sage in the Glorious Era, and she might be one of the Apostles who hold a considerable master-apprentice bond. Regardless, what concealed information she knew was between her and the Sage, and whether she revealed it was her own freedom.

Joshua himself was not actually uninterested in the gossip of the Sage's private life and personal relationships, but it remained that Yolanda's bombshell was truly astonishing.

The Sage's resurrection in the Final Battle.

Yolanda's claim that he was no longer himself.

What the Apostles went through in the interim before becoming gods.

Many mysteries were in a shroud, and probably meaningless even if Yolanda explained everything. The God of Love did not appear to know about the Sage's resurrection—she may be aware of the case, but the reasons behind were essentially two different problems.

Yolanda was no longer herself after ascending to godhood either, an unsurprising fact despite how astonishing it appeared. Just like how humans turned into liches, spectral knights or dragonblood descendants, all things would see a radical shift in body and spirit when the mundane becomes divine: the ritual of ascension was essentially a metamorphosis into a superior being.

Nevertheless…

”Stop thinking about it, Joshua.”

Beside him, Igor adjusted his sleeves and collar—he appeared calm and even had the excess effort to spare and have Joshua stop his fruitless thought, but the warrior could see that His Holiness had missed a button on his sleeve. ”No matter how the truth piques one's curiosity,” he said calmly regardless, ”the most important thing now is information regarding the Bottom of the Abyss.”

”You're right.”

Joshua could only nod in return.

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In legends of galaxies beyond, the Lost Galaxy—in other words, the galaxy where Mycroft was found held a mystery that could defeat Evil Gods.

And that mystery was hidden at the bottom of the Abyss.

Many researchers had examined over thousands of times whether what the Great Khan and the others claimed were lies, but they had indeed verified that there was no deception. Whether they were fooled notwithstanding, the Starherders truly believed that the bottom of the Abyss holds a secret that could defeat Evil Gods.

It was in fact not a mistaken notion: Fertility, the Evil God that ranked above all was slain by the Sage at the Bottom of the Abyss. Should any trace of battle remained by the grave of the most powerful Evil God, learning any trace of the absolute techniques would make it an easy task to take down any lesser Evil Gods.

The question was… how did that information spill out?

Was it the Sage himself?

Or perhaps knowledge of the Final Battle had lost any reality dozens of thousands of years ago, and that was all that had been left about it?

There were so many questions that even if Joshua had long resolved himself to take a look at the Bottom if there were any mysteries, his mind still sensed something amiss.

”Even if the Sage left some super skill, why did he not directly leave it with the Mycroft civilization? Additionally, according to Yolanda and the Unified Archives, the Sage had been maimed and hanging on for dear life after his triumph over Fertility, thus rushed into the Genesis Hub—in other words, the lair of Mycroft the Steel Python for recuperation… Could the Sage have the ability to leave behind some ultimate skill when mortally wounded?”

Joshua directly voiced his suspicion to Igor beside him, but the pope could only smile helplessly in response.

”I wouldn't know, Radcliffe. I'm just your run-of-the-mill pontiff who is interested in watering plants—I might even know less about the secrets of the Glorious Era than you do.”

Igor stroke his beard, shaking his head. ”The most vital question is whether you want to go.”

”Of course I do.”

Joshua answered briskly without thought. ”Why would I not? I would go even for a peek at the remains of Fertility.”

What a joke.

Doubts and suspicion should be categorized as such. How could Joshua not be curious and reluctant to visit the Bottom, also known as the 'Abyssal Paradise' or the grave of Sage and Fertility? Even Igor had an 'expectant' expression when he heard about that information, and the warrior who never concealed his impulses would definitely not give up on exploring.

”Get ready then.”

Igor said as he turned as if ready to leave. ”We have been prepared to exterminate surrounding Abysses and demons before dispatching expeditions to outer galaxies, but now it seems that it would not be much of delay to look for the Bottom… After settling most matters on the continent, Mycroft would start to form expeditionary armies to the Abyss.

”Joshua, don't be late when the time comes.”

”I'm always on time.”

Joshua grinned in return before joking poorly, ”Like justice, I'm never late.”Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.

”Right.” Being one who enjoyed poor jokes as well, the elderly pontiff's thought was naturally unaffected—he closed his eyes and extended his senses over Moldavia, and could not help but ask puzzledly, ”I had been curious from the start… Where did those kids in your home run off to? I've only seen Black today but no one else.”

After feeling it thoroughly and seriously, Igor became even more curious. ”No, not just the residence… even your pupils are not here. A coincidence?”

Igor had simply extended his senses on a whim. After all, Joshua would always notify Ying, Ling or Zero-Three whenever he was about to head for other worlds.

This time, however, those who truly managed Moldavia were absent, and it appears that Joshua was actually working—which left the pope very surprised.

”All of them are on a mission.”

Joshua's lips curled in response as he said calmly, ”I started my preparations to head for the Bottom early after all.”

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