No health bar? You call this stunningly beautiful NPC sickly?

"..." Shen Die remained silent, simply looking at him quietly. "Are you so sure that the person in the photo is Her Majesty the Goddess?"

"Do I look stupid?" Wen Gu regained his composure, then chuckled. "It's an indisputable fact that anyone knows who that is, it's just that no one dares to admit it."

"No, it's both a shackle and a stage," Wen Gu said decisively. "I suspect that His Majesty personally shattered that star, breaking some ancient seal for us, or rather, breaking the 'newbie protection period' that bound our Blue Star."

He turned around, his glasses reflecting a cold light. "The goddess has a great love for all living beings, but she didn't want our human race to eke out a living on Earth forever. So she pushed us naked into the arena where all races vie for supremacy."

"The full-scale invasion of the bizarre game is merely the opening act of this grand drama, designed to use the most brutal methods to weed out the weak and create the strong who can survive this bloody feast."

"Only the strong are worthy to follow the Holy Domain, and according to the information we have, the Holy Domain unconditionally favors the human race. In the eyes of the Holy Domain, there are only two species: humans and humanoids. This is why Your Majesty cares so much about our Blue Star human race."

The logical chain of the review is always so rigorous as to be convincing, even if the source of this inference is merely a few vague sentences and a photograph.

"Your Majesty is merciful, but her mercy is not womanly." He walked back to the table and pointed to the message sent by Cheng Xiaocheng, "She displayed divine power on the battlefield of the clan's destiny, intimidating all races. This is also to protect us."

"She is using this method to tell all the alien races that covet the Blue Star—this planet is the territory of the Holy Land."

"At the same time, she used Gu Wenzhou's words to make the names of 'Holy Domain' and 'Human Race' resound throughout all races. This was both a deterrent and a way to pave the way for us 'Chosen Ones'."

As Shen Die listened to his analysis, the turmoil in her eyes gradually subsided.

Wen Gu's words are not unreasonable, and are even quite convincing.

As the first chosen one of the gods, she felt the goddess's vast and boundless power more than anyone else, and was more willing to believe that everything Her Majesty did had a profound meaning.

"You mean, Her Majesty is forcing us to grow up in her own way?" Shen Die's voice regained its usual calm.

"That's right." Wen Gu nodded emphatically. "Pain is a catalyst for growth. What Her Majesty has given us is a trial, not a dead end. She herself broke the cage. Now, let's see if we, these caged birds, have the courage to fly to that wider, and more dangerous sky."

Wen Gu's words made the logic of the whole incident suddenly clear.

The goddess is no longer the unattainable "god" who acts solely on her whims, but a far-sighted chess player who uses all living beings as her chess pieces. Every move she makes is full of trials and profound meanings.

Mercy and ruthlessness are not contradictory. On the contrary, only with absolute power can one practice mercy and achieve "fairness".

These thoughts led to a brief silence between the two, with only the soft hum of the equipment filling the office.

This inference is so alarming that if it were made public, it would cause a huge uproar within the planet Earth.

"This news should be kept under wraps for now," Shen Die finally decided. "Unless we receive explicit instructions from His Majesty, any information about her and Miss Eileen should be kept confidential by you and me."

Wen Gu expressed his agreement, saying, "That's what I think too. The will of the gods is unpredictable, and we mortals should simply follow it rather than speculate."

"What we need to do now is to consolidate our forces and enhance the strength of the Sanctuary Headquarters as soon as possible in order to cope with the storm that may come at any time. We cannot let His Majesty down."

Just then, Shen Die's expression suddenly changed.

She suddenly raised her head, her sharp eyes instantly turning into a majestic molten gold, her gaze seemingly piercing through the ceiling and looking towards the endless sky.

A faint connection emanated from the divine mark deep within her soul.

That was... an aura that shared the same origin as Your Majesty's, yet was completely different.

One path was sacred, carrying the connotation of judgment; the other was filled with chaos and slaughter.

"What's wrong?" Wen Gu immediately noticed her unusual behavior.

Shen Die did not answer. She stood up and walked step by step to the French windows, where the city view was reflected in her molten gold pupils.

The sky remained clear, and the sun shone warmly.

But she "saw" two figures, invisible to mortals, slowly descending above the azure sky.

A figure clad in Western-style armor, wielding a holy sword forged from light, radiant and holy.

The other was dressed in silver armor and held a long whip wrapped in silver lightning.

"Chief Advisor," Shen Die said softly, "prepare to welcome... the new 'Master'."

Undeniably, Wen Gu also looked over, remaining silent, "..."

Far away in the battlefield of clan destiny, countless spaces away, Mu Zhixi sat listlessly by an old stone well, her icy blue eyes revealing a hint of emptiness.

She had to maintain the aloof and dignified persona of the silver-haired elf Eileen while also having to spare some attention to control the two expensive identities of Blue Star.

On the back-end panel, the number representing faith value is dropping at an alarming rate.

The speed at which this dual-line or even multi-line operation burned through money made Mu Zhixi, who was always careful with her money, feel a deep pain.

What made Mu Zhixi even more uneasy was that as the integration of various disguises continued to increase and the power of the skills continued to grow, the divine sensuality hidden deep within the goddess's body became more and more obvious.

"I need to find an opportunity to completely drain these players' faith points," Mu Zhixi silently calculated in her heart.

She decided to change her strategy. She could no longer passively wait for others to fill in the blanks as before. She had to take the initiative and create more conflicts and information gaps among the various forces.

Only when the situation is more chaotic can she, an NPC wearing many disguises, thrive and reap the benefits.

Just then, Yuexi, who was not far away, was looking at her with an extremely complicated expression.

The red-dressed beauty's gaze lingered on the silver-haired elf, but her thoughts had already drifted to the peerless goddess high in the clouds.

Yuexi sighed, a rare occurrence for her, a wave of longing washing over her. "My lord, what exactly are you plotting?"

Compared to "Miss Goddess" and other titles, she preferred the title "Goddess," feeling that it was more fitting for her beauty and divinity that surpassed all things.

A night breeze swept by, stirring up the fallen leaves on the ground, and Yuexi's gaze returned to Eileen.

If Miss Eileen, the Lord of Pride, and even the Chief Judge do not belong to the player faction, then what are their true identities?

Yuexi frowned, lost in thought.

Most of the common supernatural beings have grotesque appearances and act according to twisted and bloodthirsty rules.

But the elven lady before her, and all those associated with the Holy Land she had ever met, were all beings of unparalleled beauty and extraordinary temperament, which completely defied the basic common sense of this strange world.

The most contradictory thing is that if they have such a terrifying background and strength, why would they condescend to protect these weak players?

It's like a giant dragon soaring through the heavens suddenly stopping to build a shelter for ants on the ground—absurd yet eerie.

Yuexi absolutely does not believe that there is any kindness in the world without a reason. Even the mercy of the gods must have a huge, unknown demand hidden behind it.

Of course, Miss Goddess is an exception. Her "pure and good" nature, which even the bizarre rules acknowledge, speaks for itself.