Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 678 Unable to resist protecting one's own
Lowry's soul has flown to the heavens, and his whereabouts are unknown.

Even the memory tree left to him by the humanoid dragon ancestor had never allowed him to fly this far.

But he still stubbornly found himself again and relentlessly asked the sea man: "What kind of undead are you?"
"Undead, shouldn't that be the self-designation of those skeletons in the Invincible Abyss?"

The seaman said wistfully, "If only it were those bones. At least they could be pickled in seawater, and we could reason with them and make a deal."

Those guys who call themselves the undead are practically a combination of demons and devils—shameless, without any moral compass, and capable of anything!

Even though she still harbored a sliver of hope, Lowry couldn't help but retort sharply, "But in the end, they did save the world of Oiseus, right?"

"Uh..." Hai Ren gave an awkward, wry smile, unsure how to respond.

“There’s something I’m very concerned about.” Travis suddenly stood up, unusually taking the initiative to join the interrogation, “The Asmodeus you just mentioned is the lord of the nine layers of hell.”

Then you say that Gaia was taken away by the Chaos Sea, and her two children were devoured by the demons of the bottomless abyss... Asmodeus, nothing at all?
Do you know what you are talking about?

What are you hiding?!

The sea creature hesitated for only a second before being pierced by a series of moon blades, letting out a painful scream.

But not a drop of blood flowed from his body; after his skin was torn open, it immediately returned to its original pale appearance.

"The blood on his body, is it the Ice Hound King's?" the Storm Lord asked sharply. "Then his body..."

"Now that those Moon Clan members are in Triton's hands, how could he not study them?" the Lord of Wealth said leisurely. "Every negative statement this guy makes is an experiment that Triton has conducted."

The elemental bodies that the Prayer cannot use, they, as descendants of Triton, might be able to use.

However, it doesn't seem to be a projection of the soul, but rather a part of the soul that has been separated.

Otherwise, only the Moonblade of Dark Night would be useful.

Only the attacks of the Goddess of the Night mostly target the soul.

In the past, when there were still external enemies, the Goddess of the Night's attack methods were extremely gorgeous and ruthless... After the moonlight enveloped her, only smiling corpses remained.

"But it's not his entire soul." The Goddess of Night chuckled coldly. "That's why she dares to keep digging traps for us in various ways."

Otherwise, why would I make him repeat what he remembers so well over and over again?
Even if he doesn't ramble, if he talks too much, he can't guarantee that the underlying elements of his words will maintain a consistent rhythm.

"No...no...I really didn't mean to!" the sea man groaned. "I only tried to minimize my descriptions of Gaia and the others to avoid exposing another matter..."

Stop hitting me! I'm not that strong. While the soul can indeed be saved, the pain is what I'm still enduring now!

He took a few deep breaths before quickly adding, "Triton met Gaia not long after arriving in that world."

Gaia hates him so much because he was clearly her former collaborator!

"How did you cooperate? Is it related to Poseidon taking a liking to our world, and whether your Triton is really willing to help him?" the Goddess of Wealth asked astutely.

“Gaia, using the remnants of the Greek goddess of love, has corrupted Oises, the sea goddess who led Triton into the ocean,” the sea man said, swallowing hard.

"Was the rainwater... polluted in the same way?" the Goddess of Night asked in a deep voice. "When?"

“I’m not quite sure about that. There should have been signs before the War of the Gods.” The sea man tried to sound as sincere as possible. “Poseidon, although he sent Triton and the Lady of Pain to help, he certainly wouldn’t have said it so clearly.”

"So, putting aside that woman of suffering, what Triton wants and Poseidon's own goals don't conflict, right?" The Lord of the Earth also had some sense of this.

“I don’t know that, and I’m not lying!” Hai Ren replied nervously. “I can only say that the father and son used the same methods… As for why… I’ve explained myself so clearly and I’m still alive, so it must be that even the deepest secret I know isn’t the real secret.”

“You do understand,” the Lord of Ice said in a resounding voice.

"Frost, are you frozen?" The Lord of the Earth turned to look at him and asked seriously, "The curse doesn't seem to be as strong anymore?"

"Hmm...it seems so," the Lord of Ice said belatedly. "I speak much more fluently now."

Compared to that choked voice, the sound of ice cubes colliding is indeed a bit more pleasant.

This finally gave everyone a way to survive, both visually and aurally.

"Rainwater is a piece of trash." The Goddess of the Night sneered. "And she dared to cooperate with an idiot like the Ice Dog King who always cuts corners in everything. It's no wonder she gave up halfway."

“Dark Night…don’t be arrogant in a place like this.” The Goddess of Wealth sighed. “If the rain really is the problem during the time period this guy mentioned, then our loss…of that person will definitely not be an accident.”

And the tower—did he really know nothing about it?

Losing his most trusted advisor certainly made his later days much more difficult, but... the Tower also lost its chance to become a true god because of it.

This sounds strange, but its content is actually quite profound and sharp. If the Lord of the Tower understands everything yet still insists on choosing the path of the Lord of the Magic Tower, then he must have other plans.

The divine position of Lord of the Magic Tower was only initially formed because the Lord of the Tower stopped at the beginning of the path to godhood, and it did not truly become a law related to the world.

The tower will definitely not survive, but it's possible that Kyle, Pat, or even Agnes will survive.

These humans, whose souls contain a part of the Tower of Gods, all have their own unique origins.

Unless it is certain that they have committed a crime punishable by death... then as long as the Lord of the Tower avoids controlling the part related to the Lord of the Magic Tower when splitting his soul, he can be reborn in their bodies through impure means.

These people, in themselves, certainly don't have any problems.

However, after they all fall, the soul threads of the tower that were stripped from their souls may slowly and finally come together again.

The Lord of Wealth stared at the seaman and said coldly, "Just look at this guy. When foreign gods inevitably enter our world, human souls will likely no longer simply dissipate if they are not accepted by the divine kingdom, as they used to."

We are all aware of the outside world, aren't we?

The Goddess of the Night suddenly chuckled: "What the Tower wants has always been different from what we want, so you don't need to worry so much."

"But he certainly doesn't want us to know too much," the Goddess of Wealth sighed. "Although economic knowledge doesn't entirely fit our world, there are some things I can use."

Every step after ascending to godhood was difficult and uncertain.

Even having the slightest direction is...

"His biggest problem was that he talked too much. He would answer anyone who asked him a question!" The Goddess of Night's voice was full of dissatisfaction and resentment. "Even when he became the spirit of the tower, he still couldn't learn to shut up!"

The goddess of wealth shifted her body, uneasily changing the subject: "So, why can't we mention the remnants of that goddess of love?"

Hai Ren hesitated and said, "I...I'm not quite sure."

However, the undead once mentioned that the goddess of love appeared after a certain organ of Uranus fell into the sea.

"Well, the one in charge of reproduction."

There are no pure and flawless gods here who can instantly understand what he's saying.

But with two goddesses present, the atmosphere was somewhat somber.

"Greek pantheon...pretty realistic?" The Lord of the Earth bravely broke the silence. "Emotions without certain activities are never love."

"Heh~" The Goddess of the Night let out a mocking laugh, but did not refute the Lord of the Earth's statement.

The Goddess of Wealth, who remained silent, kept glancing towards the Crystal Palace.

"What are you looking at!" The Lord of Storms snapped. "I've never been fooled before!"

The reason this sea creature was unwilling to mention Gaia was clearly because what Poseidon had stuffed into the soul of the rain god was a similar fragment... and it was even very likely that it contained Poseidon's aura.

No wonder Rainwater was always so confident; as long as the Lord of Storms interacted with her, she was sure she could give birth to the Sea God of this world.

These two things combined are indeed...

He's the Lord of Storms, and he's in a rather pitiful state.

However, he was indeed not tempted by the rain and thus escaped a disaster.

"Absolutely! We absolutely cannot let that Poseidon enter our world!" the Lord of Storms said viciously. "The sea god... how can we give birth to a sea god that belongs only to our world!"

“It doesn’t have to be rain, but there has to be some water.” The Goddess of the Night suddenly laughed. “The only gods that still exist are rain and ice.”

A natural-born sea god who can be compared to them must be able to control the laws of the air system related to temperature, the laws of the earth system related to salinity and density, and of course, the most important laws of the water system.

Otherwise, if one relies solely on faith to deify, it would essentially be a superficial principle for navigation, guiding directions, or even fishermen.

It wasn't that it hadn't happened before, but they all perished completely in that disaster.

Moreover, when the world's will sacrificed itself, it locked all the harm into the deepest part of the ocean.

In this way, the entire land was preserved, allowing humanity and other intelligent beings to calmly face the catastrophe of the fallen gods and the damage to the star's core.

Otherwise, such a vast and deep ocean wouldn't have remained undisturbed for so long.

(End of this chapter)