Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 675 The Ocean Visitor, Full of Doubts

For example, those wealth believers who attacked Lori's side... they already have stable strongholds and can openly declare themselves to be quasi-wealth priests!

In the end, they were all wiped out in Lowry's territory.

They couldn't even hold onto their own stronghold.

The Goddess of Wealth never cares about the safety of believers' settlements outside the main temple... She only allows her idols to shine their light in the city churches of believers who have entered the main temple.

A wise believer in wealth cannot fail to see what kind of wealth their own God truly welcomes.

While her basic principles still have many problems, Lowry couldn't deny that in this fantasy world where personal achievements are pursued, it was already quite remarkable to have such a view on money.

Toril, that Vol'jin, isn't even worthy of being compared to her.

Of course, Lowry knew that the Goddess of Wealth was able to achieve this level of success, and she must have been influenced by one of the advisors in the Tower.

Well, it's not bad if a deity knows how to absorb new ideas to supplement its own religious beliefs.

Perhaps because they have experienced too much, and even the gods they used to know have mostly perished, the gods of this world are still quite flexible, and they are flexible in a way that adheres to their own bottom line.

Although he still disliked this goddess of wealth who had only brought him trouble and never fortune, Lowry would not call for a fight whenever he encountered her.

His only thought was: the goddess of wealth had a rather deep, somewhat androgynous voice.

"Hehe~" The Goddess of Wealth suddenly let out a strange laugh, "What you gave me tastes like banana milk."

Dark Night, your luck has indeed improved!

"Hmm..." The Goddess of the Night picked up the bag of candy and said seriously, "Pick another one. If you still have questions, I'll believe you."

Without hesitation, the Goddess of Wealth grabbed another piece of golden candy, tore it open, and popped it into her mouth: "Hiss~"

"What does it smell like?" the Goddess of the Night asked with 'concern,' "Why do you taste like you've eaten shit?"

"Did you get to eat durian candy?" the Lord of Storms asked happily. "I was also scared by this candy last time, but it will soon turn sweet."

It was a little strange at first.

“No, it’s not…” the Lord of Wealth said with a strange expression, “I can’t describe the smell, but I can assure you it’s definitely not durian.”

Sticky and smelly...

How did Lowry come up with that idea?

"Does he just grab whatever's handy when he eats it himself?" the Night Goddess couldn't help but ask the Storm Lord. "Have you eaten many kinds?"

"He himself doesn't know what kind of candy is in the bag." The Lord of Storms laughed. "I've seen him make that candy."

Apart from the color, the candy wrappers were identical; he had created them all at once using alchemy.

Although he designed all the flavors of those candies, when packaging them, he used a whirlwind spell to directly transfer them into a large, sealed funnel with a pre-designed process, and then they all came out as packaged candies.

I even helped him cool off a few times!

He ate like that himself; wasn't this packet just a spare ration he kept in his room to comfort the frightened King of the North?

"You're scared already?" the Goddess of the Night said dismissively. "Useless."

Travis's eyes widened slightly as he stared outside the palace... Was this a question of whether he was useful or not?

He suddenly lost his spirit and stopped thinking about why the golden goddess of wealth standing next to the goddess of night had come.

Travis felt that what he needed to consider now was whether his carefully conceived pantheon of humans could actually stand out among such gods.

He considered their abilities, their character, and even their personalities... but he never really considered whether they were too mature or too serious.

Travis once thought that their Northern Lord of Storms was like a vibrant young man, who hated evil and was a little impulsive.

They may not be as composed as other gods, but that suits their ambitious northern kingdom perfectly.

He was still inwardly praising his ancestor's keen insight!
But now it seems that their ancestor chose the most stable one among all the gods.
He didn't even want to look at the Lord of the Earth, who already had a pile of candy wrappers at his feet and was getting more and more excited as he ate... In just a short while, the Lord of the Earth had tasted all the main flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty, and was now trying to figure out what the strange flavor that the Lord of Wealth had just eaten was!

Lowry glanced at Travis, whose expressions were a riot of colors, and couldn't help but purse her lips.

This guy's acting is way better than Ezra's.

Since it's not for him to see anyway, he shouldn't meddle in other people's business.

He glanced at the huge dog carcass lying in the corner, and the strange creature beneath its legs.

This guy has probably been reduced to his original form.

It looks pretty good, but there seems to be a ring of small seashells around its waist and abdomen.

The exposed part of the leg had obvious fin marks.

There seemed to be a transparent fin on its head, faintly glowing with a purplish-blue light, but it was hidden by its long golden hair. Lori was a little unsure whether it was part of its body or just an ornament.

After all, this guy's long hair is decorated with many seashells and corals.

Even after being beaten to this state, he's still not completely mangled, so these things must have a strong attraction. Moreover, even at this point, after revealing all the inside information he knew, he didn't go all out, hoping the world would throw him out... proving that he really is only level 16.

But he must be a divine being, otherwise he wouldn't have the confidence to fight against the earthly incarnations of the gods or the divine beings incarnated.

However, a level 16 divine child from Poseidon's camp?
No matter how much his power has declined, as the only one of the three main Greek gods who has not fallen into slumber, Poseidon must have absorbed the last bit of fortune from the Greek pantheon... It is very likely that he was the last direct descendant of Gaia to leave the Greek world.

They may have even witnessed the demise of Uranus.

After all, that was the Greek sky, and as long as the Greek world existed, Uranus, nailed to the sky, could only stay there.

Regardless of the extent of their descendants' misdeeds, the Greek world once prospered because of Gaia and Uranus.

When this world falls, almost all the resentment will be directed at Zeus. Gaia will probably also share a small portion of the resentment, but Uranus only contributed to the world.

So, if Poseidon really was the last one to run... it's incredible, but if it was Poseidon, then it's very possible.

Hades and his wife actually had many friends, which Zeus couldn't possibly keep from them even if he wanted to.

But Poseidon... apart from his eldest sister, the goddess of the hearth, who would take care of this unfortunate and 'naive' younger brother, no one would bother with him.

Many people wish him dead.

Could this be considered a blessing in disguise?
Of course, he didn't retain much of his good fortune either.

The Goddess of Pain is such an incredibly powerful concept goddess that it's impossible for Poseidon to have given birth to her.

As a result, he gave birth to the girl and then wanted to marry her off to Set, the Grim Reaper of Amn.

Although Lowry hadn't paid much attention to the stories of that world, he did know about Set, the dog-headed god, a deity very much associated with Egypt.

He also knew that Seth was a ruthless character who was deep-seated, thoughtful, and meticulous.

It's impossible for someone like Seth to ask to marry a goddess born of the sea for no reason.

It could only be that the Lady of Pain had already revealed some divine characteristics that met his needs.

Although Zeus was a scoundrel, if he were standing there, he would never have sent the Lady of Pain away so easily.

He's quite good at using his children.

But Poseidon... was incredibly stupid, and he wouldn't listen to anyone's advice.

Then, the woman in pain simply ran away from the wedding.

Then came a long period of time during which the great divine power established the City of Sigil in the center of the multiverse.

No one knows how she did it, but everyone understands that she must have paid a heavy price.

Therefore, although Lady Pain has re-established contact with Poseidon, she is unlikely to agree to shelter Poseidon's minions.

The marine creature that could be brought in through the omnipresent gates of the City of Imprints is likely a descendant of Triton.

After all, because her mother was a sea goddess, Triton's true form resembled that of a mermaid.

Lowry now suspects that the one who helped Lady Pain escape might be Triton, the only eldest son born to the Queen of the Sea.

That guy used to often protect his unlucky little sisters.

After all, being born of Poseidon is bad enough.

They were even more miserable than Zeus's children—no, they were all miserable in their own way.

Zeus's children could not be too beautiful or too ordinary, otherwise life would be very difficult for them.

But it doesn't matter what Poseidon's child looks like; it all depends on whether the biological mother is willing to raise him.

They generally don't raise them.

Unlike Zeus, Poseidon forced most of the sea nymphs to have children. They were born naturally and had no idea that their children would need to be raised.

Since they're such annoying kids anyway, we can just throw them out.

Therefore, Poseidon's daughters... except for a few, could only grow up wildly.

On the contrary, Triton, the eldest son, would occasionally lend a helping hand to his blood sisters when he encountered them while patrolling the sea.

Even the fact that these so-called ocean princesses were taken along during the Great Escape was all due to the mercy of the Sea Queen and Triton.

Lori simply couldn't believe that Poseidon could remember them at that time.

And then he could still send such a daughter out for a marriage alliance... The Painful Lady didn't kill him outright, probably because of the strange bloodline of the Greek pantheon.

Lowry felt that her guess was very likely; the Lady of Pain was probably the manifestation of the last vestige of fate in the Greek pantheon.

Otherwise, she couldn't have established the City of Signs so easily at the center of the multiverse.

Not just anyone or anything can establish itself in that central area.

(End of this chapter)