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Chapter 524 Gods and Godslayers (Bonus Chapter 284 for 6K Views!)
On the penultimate day of the "deadline" set by the gods, a massive mountain of sand and stone appeared among the snow-capped mountains.

No, if someone were bold enough to go closer and take a closer look, they would discover the truth that made his hands and feet go weak.

That is not a mountain peak.

Instead, it is a silent giant of sand and stone sitting on the mountain.

The sand and gravel coalesced into a dignified and imposing face, and the surrounding mountains rose and fell with its breath.

He is the god of sand and stones.

They are silently and quietly waiting for mortals to give their answers.

Now that things have come to this, He wouldn't be surprised whether those mortals would hand over the beastmen they were looking for.

He realized the problem.

The god of sand and stones may not be very smart and may act extremely recklessly, but he is not without any brains.

After all, He was a god who had lived for so long. Even if His mind worked a little slower, His long lifespan was enough to endow Him with wisdom that surpassed that of mortals.

Even if it's only by a tiny bit.

Even if it's just surpassing a certain not-so-smart mortal.

The God of Sand and Stone has already realized this.

I... I've been set up.

This time, instead of showing off in the North, he was secretly pushed out as a pawn.

No, it wasn't that He was pushed out... He got carried away and someone seized the opportunity.

The God of Sand and Stone fell even more silent upon thinking about this.

He was feeling a strong sense of defeat.

Could it be that... I was really that stupid?
If someone hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have realized the problem. He almost let that damned Freya seize the opportunity and use it as a pretext to completely sever him from the entire pantheon of nature.

Even if they didn't completely lose the protection of the natural pantheon, their current situation isn't much better.

Those who conspired together in the Earth Pantheon have abandoned him.

Those guys who had previously agreed to advance and retreat together and plan for the natural pantheon all changed their minds after realizing something was wrong!

Not only that, they also poured all the blame on one person—me!
While I certainly put in the most effort and was the most proactive, weren't you all doing the same?!
The more you do, the more you give, the more likely you are to become a sinner in the end!

The god of sand and stones was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

If there is only one traitor, then He can choose to take revenge, making the other party understand the consequences of betraying Him and the price to pay!

But there are too many people now.

No matter how skilled He is in combat, He cannot defeat everyone by himself.

Instead, he was threatened not to reveal what had happened before, otherwise he would completely lose the chance to return to the Earth God system.

Yes, it's not a guarantee that I will definitely be able to return to the Earth God System, but rather an opportunity that I can return later.

This group of people, with their extremely ugly faces, wanted to return to the Earth God system after clearing themselves of all troubles... Whether they could actually go back depended on their mood.

Damn!

The God of Sand and Stone felt very unwell.

He felt as if he had been suddenly abandoned by fate, and in less than a month, everything had changed.

The plan, which seemed certain from the start, suddenly failed, but I didn't take it seriously. I just thought that Fulingya had taken action in secret, and that I had finally pushed Him to the limit.

Then, even after seeking divination from others, no results were obtained, and I still didn't take it to heart, thinking that the other party had too many countermeasures and that it was a cowardly act of being afraid of being discovered.

Now, he was almost surrounded and killed, all his allies of hundreds of years had cut ties with him, and he was completely alone, stuck in this position with no way to move forward or backward... Only then did he realize that something was wrong.

He has been schemed against, used, cut off, and ridiculed...

The God of Sand and Stone was incredibly angry and ashamed about this, but he remained silent, appearing remarkably calm.

It's already embarrassing enough; we can't afford to embarrass ourselves any further.

At this point, things can no longer be easily resolved; we can't just admit we made a mistake and slink away home.

He has no intention of admitting his mistake.

At least, ordinary people will never know the truth.

Having already lost enough face before the gods, he could not afford to lose his dignity before mortals.

A great god cannot make a wrong judgment.

This stubborn persistence is His last vestige of dignity as a deity, an absolute bottom line that cannot be crossed.

Once this bottom line is crossed, the God of Sand and Stone will go completely mad and will rampage without regard for anything else.

This is something that other gods are well aware of, and that is why no one is trying to provoke Him anymore.

Even some evil plots that attempted to provoke Him were thwarted halfway through. Those who intervened included not only forces from the righteous side, but also members of the evil side themselves.

No god would want to see a madman with immense destructive power running rampant in the mortal realm; that would drag everyone down with him, trapping them all in this chaotic swamp.

The timing is far from right, and no one is ready to take the stage.

They treated this bomb, which could explode at any moment, with great care, hoping that it would quietly subside.

Except for one person.

There was one person who didn't care about any of this.

The god-slayer didn't care about the gods' concerns, nor did he want to get involved in their pointless schemes.

No matter how big the drama, how much fishing, or how many chess players and pieces there are, none of it is interesting.

Herbert arrived.

He only wanted to help those terrified mortals of the North to seek justice from the high and mighty gods.

Either you apologize yourself, or I'll act as your second clerk.

On the last day of the deadline, the god and the god-slayer met.

At the very moment of dawn breaking, a blood-red meteor streaked across the horizon, hurtling toward the snow-capped mountains at an astonishing speed.

But just as it was about to crash into the snow-capped mountain, it suddenly stopped, hovering motionless in mid-air.

After the figure steadied itself, a while later, the tearing sound of crimson wings slicing through the air finally arrived.

Before the voice arrived, the person had already arrived.

"……Um?"

The deity sitting amidst the mountains also realized this and slowly opened his eyes.

Under the questioning gaze of the God of Sand and Stone, Herbert came alone before Him.

Why is he here?

And why is there only one person?

The God of Sand and Stone certainly knew of Herbert, having personally witnessed Herbert's presence in the City of Glory, and thus had a deep impression of him.

In His heart, He held this overly young god-slayer in high regard, but more so in a sense of natural disdain.

He was just a lucky mortal favored by the sun god; nothing special.

As a deity, He is naturally very clear about the selection criteria of the gods for their chosen ones; in fact, there are not as many twists and turns as legend suggests.

Aside from exceptional talent, the only other possibility is that he finds the soul of the chosen one pleasing to the eye, or perhaps he just happened to notice this mortal on a whim.

For those favored by the gods, talent is necessary, but luck is even more important.

The God of Sand and Stone couldn't help but feel that this lucky person was not qualified to speak to him.

But Herbert was, after all, a follower of that tyrannical sun, so we had to give Him some face.

Then, the enormous sand giant spoke.

"Mortal, what brings you here?"

The giant's voice boomed like thunder in the sky, echoing among the snow-covered mountains, stirring up gusts of wind, and even shaking down some of the snow on the mountain peaks, causing small-scale avalanches.

The mighty power of Heaven is nothing more than this.

If any mortal in this world witnessed this scene, they would be amazed by the power of the gods.

This is the power of the gods!

But Herbert was not intimidated by the scene.

He even felt the scene was a bit underwhelming, so he only glanced at it briefly before looking away.

It's not bad, but it's just so-so.

This attempt to show off is a bit too deliberate.

Let me teach you how to act cool!

Scarlet wings emerged from Herbert's back, and he floated gracefully and lightly above the mountain peak, unaffected by the avalanche.

He made no mention of anything related to the avalanche, seemingly oblivious to the other's subtle actions, and simply gazed indifferently at the deity, uttering a faint murmur:
"You know why I've come."

Herbert had already prepared everything for the following conversation.

You came.

I am coming.

You shouldn't have come.

I'm here.

Yes, that's what you call showing off.

However, Herbert had everything set up, but the gods did not cooperate according to the script.

"..."

The God of Sand and Stone remained silent for a while, then narrowed his eyes. His massive, mountain-like body swayed slightly as he leaned forward, casting a shadow that blotted out the sky over Herbert's head, completely enveloping him.

The giant lowered his head, staring at the tiny mortal before him, and slowly said, "So, you now represent that group of mortals?"

Tsk, yet another one who won't cooperate!
"You can say that."

However, Herbert was used to the uncooperative and unromantic nature of the people in this world. His expression remained unchanged as he calmly said, "However, you seem to have misunderstood something. I have always represented mortals and have never had any other stance."

"If I had to choose between gods and mortals, I would always stand on the side of mortals."

Upon hearing this, the God of Sand and Stone frowned and slowly said, "Even as a chosen one of the gods, don't you understand your own identity?"

Upon hearing His question, Herbert finally smiled—when the God of Sand and Stone asked such a question, it meant that He had fallen into His rhythm.

"What's wrong with that?"

He curled his lips slightly and asked in return, "If even the god I believe in cannot understand my thoughts, then why should I believe in Him?"

At this moment, there was no smile in the eyes of the Godslayer.

He stared at the enormous, mountain-like god before him with an eerily calm gaze.

"Tell me, at that time, will He... still be worthy of my faith?"

"Do you still deserve my utmost respect?"

Compared to the terrifying, thunderous voice of the gods, the voice of mortals is not loud; in fact, it can be described as gentle.

But this sigh-like sound did not dissipate in the raging wind and snow; instead, it grew louder and louder, echoing intensely in the ears of the gods.

"..." The God of Sand and Stone fell silent.

He silently looked at the mortal before him and once again realized how terrifying the other party was.

What he just said... was utter blasphemy.

If a god doesn't understand you, then He is not worth worshipping?

Crazy mortal, have you made a mistake?
Would gods change because of the thoughts of mortals?
It is simply a rebellion against Tiangang!

For those favored by the gods, such remarks are tantamount to slapping the face of the gods who bestowed their favor.

If anyone else had said that, the God of Sand and Stone would have dismissed it as madness and mocked his foolishness.

But if these words came from the person in front of Him... then He would have to think about it.

After all, this god-slayer also bears the title of "blasphemer".

He really dares to do that.

And even though he made such blasphemous remarks in front of the whole world, he was still blessed by the blazing sun.

He enjoys an extravagant level of pampering that others envy.

Tsk, what exactly is their relationship?
For both the gods and the believers, this favor was simply too much.

However, the God of Sand and Stone did not want to get involved in the matter between the blazing sun and the boy.

Other people are one thing, but that one is someone you really can't afford to mess with.

So He did not delve deeper into this topic and instead got to the important matter at hand.

"So, what exactly do you want to say on their behalf? Do you want to plead for them?"

The God of Sand and Stone stared coldly at Herbert, his attitude extremely indifferent, and said firmly, "If this is what you came for, then you can leave now."

"No matter who's behind you, this is not up for discussion."

"Today is the deadline. If they fail to meet my demands, they will naturally bear the brunt of my anger."

He did consider the sun god behind Herbert, but that doesn't mean He would bow down to this mere mortal.

Even if it were to make him bow his head, that wouldn't be something a chosen one of the gods could do; it would require Him to personally intervene!

In truth, the God of Sand and Stone might not necessarily wish for the Sun God to appear.

If the sun god were willing to personally intervene, this farce could indeed end in a relatively dignified manner. He would step back and give the sun god face, so that everyone could save face.

If He were to leave simply because of a few words from Herbert, one of God's chosen ones, it would be a huge embarrassment to Him.

Herbert was also aware of the Sand God's ulterior motives and knew that he wouldn't go to the Sun Goddess for something so trivial.

Just kidding, I don't have that kind of face.

Forget about getting the Sun Goddess to intervene, I can't even get in touch with Her!

I usually rely on Him to show off and make a big deal out of it, but you want me to go to Him? Isn't that just giving Him a chance to punish me?

Moreover.

How much is your face worth?
And, most importantly, Herbert was never there for peace talks in the first place.

Who wants to end things peacefully?
If it's for this, then what was the point of all the groundwork I laid before, waiting for this opportunity?
Are you bored?
He stepped forward alone in order to escalate the conflict from a moral high ground.

Not only are the gods forbidden to change their minds, but mortals are also forbidden to bow their heads.

No one can compromise, and no one is allowed to back down.

"What if they can never do it?"

After being rebuffed by the God of Sand and Stone, Herbert remained calm and said softly:

“I can guarantee that the North is innocent. Neither the Witches’ Guild, nor the Frozen Sanctuary, nor even the Kingdom Alliance, have hidden the ‘prisoners’ you’re asking for.”

“If you don’t want to believe me, I can even swear an oath—not only with my own soul, but I’m even willing to swear to the sun god to prove that everything I’ve said is not a lie.”

!

The God of Sand and Stone was moved by Herbert's words and gave him a deep look.

"you……"

Making an oath to one's god is the most binding vow for any believer.

Unless one desires to fall into depravity and be hunted down by the entire church, one will absolutely not disobey!
Herbert's reason for being so certain was actually quite simple.

He could certainly guarantee it—because those beastmen were the ones he had hidden.

Doesn't he know where those people are?

Does he not know that these people from the north are innocent?

Even if the oath were broken, it wouldn't affect Herbert—he wasn't a believer in the sun goddess to begin with.

This is like signing a contract, only to find that not only is someone else's name on it, but the official seal is also wrong.

Looking around, even the damned contract itself had over a hundred errors.

Although the hundred or so errors themselves don't affect anything and the work is still up to standard and compliant, they will eventually be discovered.

The God of Sand and Stone could never have imagined that the person he had been searching for so painstakingly would be standing right in front of him.

They even adopt the persona of a righteous individual, openly and eloquently engaging in high-sounding discussions with themselves.

When criminals stand with law enforcement officers, or even the same person... friend, how should you respond?

The god of sand and gravel was, of course, unable to deal with it.

He can only remain silent now, using silence to express his attitude.

He couldn't possibly admit that he was wrong.

There was no other possible outcome from the very beginning.

The one who is wrong can only be mortal, not Him.

"God, even if you know the truth, are you still unwilling to admit your mistakes?"

Herbert waited for a moment, but did not receive the answer he wanted from the deity.

"Pity……"

He seemed to sigh regretfully, shook his head, and murmured to himself, "I've already given you a chance."

"If you don't seize the opportunity I'm given, then don't blame me."

Thinking to himself, Herbert slowly raised his head, looked earnestly at the God of Sand and Stone, and respectfully asked:
"God who governs sand and rock, I have answered many of your questions. Now, may I ask you to answer one?"

"please tell me."

"If the actions of gods no longer qualify them as gods, then what are they then?"

"Would they still command the awe of mortals?"

"Or will they still face the blade that cuts them down?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the atmosphere between the two, which had been somewhat calm, instantly turned extremely gloomy.

The God of Sand and Gravel naturally understood the true meaning hidden in Herbert's words—a threat that was out in the open.

Herbert almost stopped pretending and directly threatened the God of Sand and Stone.

If you're not dignified, then I'll help you be dignified.

"Haha, hahaha!"

The God of Sand and Stone laughed in fury, his massive body rising to its feet as he gazed at the arrogant mortals he had never seen before in his long history.

"Do you think you have the right to threaten me?"

"mortal!"

"Do you even know what you're saying?!"

As the god's wrath arose, an aura surpassing epic proportions and approaching that of a saint erupted completely.

This time, it wasn't a small avalanche deliberately created using underhanded tactics.

Amidst the furious roar of the God of Sand and Stone, several mountain ranges centered around Him collapsed with a deafening crash, and massive chunks of ice and snow tumbled down.

Despite the earth-shattering scene, Herbert remained calm.

"Of course I know what I'm talking about."

He nodded and smiled, "As for the qualifications you mentioned, I think... I do."

"I've already proven it, haven't I?"

"Have you forgotten what I proved to you with the death of the god of assassination?"

Herbert's calm retort weakened even the Sand God's imposing aura.

As the most famous god-slayer of this era, does he have the right to say this?
Naturally there is.

Besides, don't you know how much of that record is inflated?!

Without the sun god's backing, Herbert would have been nothing more than a slightly more powerful ant.

Even so, could He bow down at this moment?

Forget it.

Let's just ignore it!
He absolutely could not continue to tolerate such insults.

Even if his actions angered the sun god and resulted in a severe injury, it would be better than continuing to be humiliated by this mortal.

"Mortal, my patience has run out..."

popping.

Just as the God of Sand and Stone was about to go all out and break ties with Herbert, the boy in front of him suddenly clapped his hands and smiled happily at him.

"However, you probably wouldn't agree with what I'm saying."

"You think I'm standing in front of you entirely because of other people's help... Well then, how about we make a bet?"

what?
The God of Sand and Gravel had already prepared himself emotionally, just short of exploding, but was abruptly stopped halfway through.

???

bet?

He paused for a moment, staring blankly at Herbert, wondering what he was up to.

"What...what kind of bet do you want to make with me?"

Seeing His cooperation, Herbert's smile grew even more delighted, and he said leisurely, "Since you don't acknowledge my power, then I'll prove it to you."

"The terms are simple: I'll bet you that I can destroy this avatar of yours without the power of the Lord of the Sun."

"If I succeed, then this matter will be completely over. Not only will you leave, but you will also have to make compensation to the North?"

"And if I fail..."

Herbert's smile grew even brighter, even making the God of Sand feel a little absurdly uneasy.

他 说:

"Then I am willing to die for my disrespect towards you."

(End of this chapter)