Life has dealt a heavy hand to a weak demigod like me.

"Take these guys away too." Frois was referring to the extraordinary people who fell around due to the influence of Peroz's ability.

The first thing he thought of when he saw Peroz was to kill him. He also had the same thought when he saw other people.

Although those people didn't see anything.

But the bloodthirsty habits and instincts in his heart still made him want to do something.

If these people still stayed here, even he himself was not sure if he could continue to restrain himself from taking action.

Peroz glanced at the dozens of people lying around him and his own thin shoulders.

She then picked up some swords around her and slowly cut down a few trees that were not covered by the flames.

Soon she made a simple cart.

She threw those who had lost the power to resist onto the cart, tied Sif and Theresa to herself with ropes, then hesitated for a moment, put Dral's body on the cart, and then pushed the cart forward quickly.

"I was wrong... Her abilities are so interesting." Morin's eyes were full of desire.

However, when Floyd saw this sight, his big hand fell on the other person's head.

“Be kind!”

"..I just want to ask her if she can lend me some abilities." Not everyone is Charles, who can forcibly steal other people's abilities.

With Morin's abilities, if he wanted to "borrow" an opponent's abilities and they didn't cooperate, it would be very troublesome. He would either have to gamble on the odds in a continuous battle, or attack when they had no power to resist. In this case, killing them and taking their extraordinary traits was much simpler and more meaningful than simply stealing them.

"Okay, okay, now that you've done your heroic act, shouldn't we go get started?"

"What happened today was so unbelievable that I want to confirm again whether I am dreaming or not."

"So please give me a bed to sleep on quickly." Arthur shrank back and said in a helpless tone.

"No!" Floyd said seriously.

"This place is such a mess, and there's so much blood. It's going to scare little Melnadette tomorrow."

"So... what do you mean?" Antilia asked. "Of course I'll try my best to restore this place to its original state!" Floyds said confidently.

Several people looked at each other, and a trace of despair appeared on their faces.

"Floyce, tell me you are joking!" Arthur asked seriously.

"Who has time for jokes with you guys! Now hurry up and do it. I'll move the tree, and you clean up the blood and build the road!"

"I must have this place restored to its original state before morning!"

As he spoke, Floyds ran to a distance, carefully dug out the trees, and prepared to plant them according to his memory.

"I suddenly feel regretful for agreeing to this..." Morin lamented while looking at the bumpy ground.

"It's too late to regret now." Arthur said resentfully.

"Okay, let's work together to build the road. This is the first time I've done something so meaningful in my life."

"Everyone says we are perverted lunatics. Four lunatics repairing the road late at night is quite consistent with our status." Mo Lin's complaint drew a lot of eye rolls, but although everyone complained, their hands were still moving fast.

Although he is not a superhuman in related fields, Morin's progress is not slow because he has "borrowed" many abilities from him.

On the balcony of the castle, Charles drank the last sip of wine.

A hint of a smile appeared on his face.

"Hmm...what a coincidence."

"It's such a coincidence that it's hard to believe it's a coincidence."

"You said so?"

As Charles spoke, he waved his hand, and a new bottle of sweet wine appeared in his hand from the wine cabinet.

"This glass of wine is for you, Her Majesty Diana Lilia." As Charles spoke, he poured the sweet wine back into the glass and sprinkled it under the moonlight.

"I heard that you like sweet wine the most."

Generally speaking, during the Age of Five Gods, the title "Your Majesty" was a respectful title used by those below demigod to address those above demigod. Within the church, this title was mostly given to subordinate gods or the Pope. For example, Charles was generally called "High Priest Rocks". In order to show respect and submission, people from outside would sometimes add "Your Majesty" after his name when mentioning him.

This is the term used within the church. If it is the Pope or a minister of other churches, Charles, as the high priest of the church, will at most add a word "Mr." or "Ms." to show respect.

Your Majesty...is their respectful title for the true gods of other sects.

The goddess of the night - Diana Lilia.

The god of the night, the future, secrets... and destiny!

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Chapter 131: Chapter 11: Guess, the stingy goddess

Destiny is a very powerful and magical ability, and Charles happens to possess this ability.

With his strength, if he fully drives the power of destiny to destroy his opponent, he can even kill an ordinary demigod because of a simple piece of bread or even a piece of sawdust and slate.

But he never used it - it wasn't worth it.

Simply put, the skill Destiny takes too long to "pre-swing" and "post-swing". It would be better to use this time to kill the opponent with one punch and then use Destiny plus some other abilities to cover up your tracks.

Therefore, most of the time, destiny-related abilities are treated by Charles as a passive ability, used to immunize against the opponent's abilities or to increase the probability of success of certain abilities in certain battles.

This kind of help made him feel as if he had divine help in battle.

He never actively uses the power of destiny to wipe out his enemies, but he is always surrounded by destiny.

In this situation, even if a god-level person from the Church of the Goddess of the Night used the power of destiny, he would definitely not be able to hide it from him.

but now...

There were two fluctuations of fate in Sif's body that he could not detect. This fluctuation was even like fate itself. It seemed that the Dral family should have died at that time, as if being saved by Floyds was a natural coincidence.

This kind of coincidence is not impossible, but it is impossible for it to happen to an "ordinary person".

Plus, his earlier answer to the question about the full moon above his head seemed like a lie...

Sif's identity has been revealed.

"stupid."

"Ask the bright moon about the Goddess of Night."

"If this happened to someone else, I would be able to laugh for a year."

This behavior is just like going to the Mother Goddess of Earth to compete with each other to see who has higher defense, or going to the God of War to see who has higher combat skills.

Extremely stupid.

While Charles was mocking his own stupidity, there were many things he couldn't figure out.

Sif definitely has a great connection with the Goddess of Night.

But this relationship...

Whether Sif is the real goddess of night or her incarnation and believer is something worth pondering.

God is proud. Even a gentle god like Mernadè will never abandon his own name when his incarnation or true body comes to the world.

Mernade, the goddess of night, said she was the proudest of all the gods.

Will she give up her name?

Ciel wasn't sure, but after carefully recalling the legend about Diana Lilia, he realized that she did have a reason to give up her name.

The dead are gone and cannot be brought back.

This is the view of the gods on life and death in the Five Gods Era.

Death is death, life is life.

Even gods should not reverse life and death because of their special abilities.

Because of this incident, the Goddess of Night was completely severed from her family. She was regarded as an unfilial person by her relatives, scolded by her brothers and parents, hated by her own people, and even in her hometown, there was a belief that her traditions would never be upheld.

For her, neither her surname nor her name nor even her past were pleasant memories.

It seems understandable to choose to give up.

but...

Would she really choose to do that?

To outsiders, the Night Goddess's decision to abandon her family and her family's actions towards her were both extremely foolish.

But what about her own opinion?

Maybe she didn't care about these things, not to mention that she had given up the name she had used for thousands of years because of these things.

Charles thought about it for a long time and finally decided to give up thinking about this matter temporarily.

"No matter what the result and the truth are, there will be some changes in attitude towards Lecturer Sif."

"After all, I received some of His blessings in the beginning."

Before he actually met the extraordinary person, Charles, as a wandering poet, acted very boldly.

A big part of the reason why nothing happened was because the Goddess of Night favored talented people, and Ciel was considered one of the most talented people at the time.

"They may not want God's grace, but we cannot refuse it."

"Especially the Goddess of Night..." She is a very "stingy" god.

Um...

Charles said that he was not talking nonsense, he was just thinking about it. This matter was not his idea, but it was told to him by Teacher Alford. Charles did not know whether she was petty or not.

But Alfor never lied to Charles about God.

The first rays of morning sunlight slowly faded, and the sky gradually turned from dark to pale. On the road outside Rocks Manor, several people slowly put down their tools.

"Huh...finally done." Mo Lin wiped his forehead. There was no sweat on it, but he felt very tired in his heart.

"I should have kept those guys here. Brother Floys saved them, so it's only natural for them to repay him by helping with the road construction."

"Given that guy's mentality just now, do you think they'll be helping or causing more trouble if they stay?"

"If that's the case, in addition to the road repair work, we might also have to do the work of collecting corpses." Arthur took out some cigars from his pocket. He cut off the cigarette butts while showing a helpless expression.

"Anyway... now I can report."

"I'm going to sleep all day after this, so don't bother me." Antilia lay on the ground in a big letter like a salted fish.

What happened in the past two days was too much of a challenge to her mental limits, and she felt that she needed a good rest.

"Brother Floyd?" As they were chatting, they quickly turned their attention to Floyd, who was looking around and gesturing at something in the middle of the road.

"Hmm... I feel like something is missing."

"The trees here are too wilted, and they look different from the upright ones they had yesterday."

"Although we have tried our best to find the species and appearance of the trees, they are not the same trees as yesterday."

"Do you think little Melnadette will notice anything?"

We don't know if she will notice anything.

But now I feel like I'm going to smash your head off.

The corners of Arthur's mouth twitched slowly.

He said how could this madman be cured of his madness, he was obviously even crazier than before!

"I think...no one would care about this."

"Or maybe no one cares about the appearance of the trees on the road they are on." Morin said seriously.

"That's right. Besides, didn't you say it? In a little while, your sweetheart will go to school. Who will protect her if you are not here?" Arthur said that he really didn't want to plant trees anymore.

Although it's a bit messy, he is still a high-level transcendent after all, a high-level transcendent who can be called a saint.

Planted trees all night and repaired roads all night.

He really felt that the world was crazy!

"We can't be careless about this matter! What if she finds out?" Floyd said to Arthur angrily.

Antilia slowly stood up and then rubbed her hair.

A smile returned to her face. "Floyce, have you ever thought about whether the loud fireworks and noise last night might scare the person you were trying to protect?"