Huh? Are they all real?...

"Not too much, not too little, just enough."

This was just a subconscious answer, but Moen frowned even more.

Because he realized that everything he was currently experiencing, compared to what he knew, was just enough, neither too much nor too little!

At the same time, for some reason, Prophet also smiled and said:

"That's really enough. Although I haven't paid attention to it, I've learned about something called games here, and a good game always makes sure that all the rewards players receive are just enough."

"It won't be too strong to bore players, nor too weak to make it difficult for them."

After saying that, he gave Moen a deep look and said:

"Not too much, not too little—that really tests one's abilities!"

The instant he noticed the slight change in Moen's expression, he suddenly said:

"Don't you think so, my brother?"

This sudden attack did not bring him what he wanted, or rather, it did give him peace of mind.

Because Moen's expression only showed helpless amusement.

“I have said, Prophet, I am not so exaggerated and noble, nor have I seen the glory of creation.”

The other party suppressed their doubts and said:

"Your behavior has indeed puzzled me greatly, Trajan. But as you said, let's cooperate happily from now on!"

"All I want is to survive. Although I'm not sure what I can give you in the future, as a prophet of Sequence Zero, I can make the prophecy you want."

Everyone hates prophets, but everyone loves prophecies.

After all, who wouldn't want to control the future and win big, planning carefully before acting?

Especially that guy who's increasingly able to foresee the future.

Therefore, Prophet's proposal pleased him greatly.

Moen, however, also asked, feigning nonchalance:

"If you really doubt who I am, why don't you ask your miraculous prophecy?"

The other party immediately provided an answer to this question:

"I have already made a prediction about you, so all subsequent predictions will be the same."

No way, you're clearly scared too.

You dare not give up hope, nor dare you truly know the answer.

You've simply handed everything over to fate.

"I see. So, He really has returned, right? The firstborn of the firstborn?"

Prophet nodded with utmost seriousness:

"Yes, that's the only thing I'm absolutely certain of. You heard that heartbeat, didn't you? That heartbeat that's said to have crossed two worlds!"

"That is the best proof that He has returned!"

The very source of everything right in front of him also spoke solemnly:

"I've made some inferences and sought verification, but I never expected such an exaggerated return. So, do you have any other insights on this?"

"After all, you were the one who experienced it firsthand back then."

He said seriously:

“If it is a heartbeat, then it means that He has retrieved His lost divinity. Since He has retrieved His most important divinity, it means that He is no longer an existence that a normal deity can face. At the same time, according to my previous prophecy, He is now gradually retrieving everything He has lost.”

“He was once so noble and dazzling that we could hardly look directly at him, but now, after all that has happened and so much time has passed, I find it hard to believe that he is still so noble.”

"So even if it has nothing to do with us, I still think it's necessary for you to stand with me."

In fact, I did not reclaim my divine status, nor did I try to take back everything I had lost.

I don't even know how you came to all this.

I'm just sitting here in front of you.

After silently complaining for a few minutes, Moen asked with increasing seriousness:

"So what do you plan to do? Summon the remaining gods?"

After thinking it over carefully, he loudly plotted in front of the original owner of the body:

“I don’t want to face him because I still believe it was impossible to succeed back then. But if necessary, this is the only way. So please tell the rest of you that He is the only answer to the original!”

"That should allow everyone to gather together."

Wow, the only answer leading to the origin.

I had no idea.

"Of course not now, because I just want to leave."

After saying that, he summoned another stone slab and handed it to Moen.

"This is the only way I can leave; you probably know what that means."

Moen then looked up.

There was only one sentence on it: "Only the ships of mortals may leave!"

The moment Moen saw this prophecy, he knew that this guy couldn't possibly be leaving.

Because he was not an ordinary man; he was the eldest son.

Chapter 355 The Extraordinary Man Imprisoned

Only mortal ships can leave.

According to Moen's memory, even after the war, the Human Alliance had clearly sent three satellites away from the solar system.

Moreover, there were also those sent out before the war, one of which is still in contact with the Human Rights Federation to this day.

But he has remained stuck at the edge of the solar system ever since.

So it is quite obvious that only mortals and their boats can leave.

Even Moen now suspects that mortals who know about the extraordinary might not be able to leave this star system.

This situation is somewhat like...

Just like over there!

There are no manned rockets there, and even the sun and moon are merely divine creations used to adorn the sky, not actual celestial bodies.

However, Moen was quite certain that, not to mention the gods and angels, even some demigods who had obtained their status through special means, or even mortals, could possibly use some ingenious methods to directly reach the outer space.

But the result was that even the gods and kings were affected.

Everyone was stopped by the barrier outside the sky.

Even Moen had personally witnessed those layers upon layers of barriers.

That was the time when he, as Saint Constantine, was countersummoned by the people of the Old World through a massive composite ritual.

Thinking about this, Moen suddenly pondered and said:

"Extraordinary, locked behind the door?"

This statement immediately caught Prophet's attention:

"What did you say? Do you know something?"

What does it mean for the extraordinary to be locked behind a door?

Moen looked up at him and said:

"Don't you think it's similar? You can't leave the solar system, and they can't go to outer space."

Upon hearing this, Prophet, realizing what was happening, said in a daze:

"You mean, it wasn't Him who stopped me, but my mother?"

The barrier that prevented the gods from going beyond the heavens was undoubtedly left behind by the primordial forces.

This is something that later generations and the eldest sons all know.

However, from the very beginning until now, almost everyone has believed that it was for protection.

It was the great Creator who used it to protect them from the nothingness outside the world.

But now.

Moen understood what he meant, but Moen only said:

"I don't know, and I'm not sure."

"If it's Mother, why would she do this? We haven't been to the outer heavens, but the mortals here have, and there's nothing there."

"Or rather, the outside world is not dangerous at all, but rather full of boundless hope."

Once upon a time, the eldest sons all thought that the outside world was a void, or filled with terrifying void monsters.

Moen didn't have an answer to his question, or rather, he did, but wasn't sure.

Because that would be a bit too exaggerated.

After a moment's hesitation, he said to Moen:

"So what about the prophecy? What's your take on this prophecy?"

Moen glanced at him and said:

"That's my answer: the extraordinary is locked behind a door. So, you can't leave."

The true meaning, which he had long since discerned, was finally revealed by Moen.

Moen couldn't tell what he was thinking at that moment, because his expression was filled with an incomprehensible complexity.

After a long while, he finally spoke to Moen:

"What if I just flew over there slowly on their ship?"

“Prophet, you are a god, not a mortal, so that is not a mortal's boat, but a god's boat. If this remains unchanged, then no method will work.”

This made him fall silent again, and Moen couldn't tell what he was thinking under that complicated expression.

However, this silence was not as long as before. Almost immediately, he asked again:

"So what do you think I would do if I gave up everything?"

"What do you mean?"

Moen could hardly believe what he was hearing, so he couldn't help but ask to confirm it.

Moen had seen people renounce their divine positions, not just once, and not in a stage play he directed and starred in.

But that wasn't because they had given up their desires, but because of their love for the king!

But this Prophet Helios here not only has no king, but Moen even feels that he has no love.

His reason for participating in the war of revelation was the same as his brother's: to reach a higher level.

As a result, he actually wanted to give up his divine position and all his extraordinary power?

Am I so terrible?

Amidst utter astonishment, Moen couldn't help but glance down at his hands.

These are just normal hands. I'm not a monster.

Are you really that scared?

"Isn't it obvious? I completely stripped away all my supernatural powers. Then I boarded a mortal's boat and left this place."

"Both you and the prophecy say that only a ship of mortals can leave, so I will make that ship completely mortal!"

Looking at him like this, Moen couldn't help but ask out of curiosity:

Are you really that afraid of Him?

He nodded, then shook his head and said: