Huh? Are they all real?...

Prophet smiled slightly, a hint of amusement in his eyes:

"Long time no see, Trajan."

Moen nodded and said:

"It wasn't actually that long, Prophet."

"It hasn't been that long, and I think it's time to end this pointless chat so we can get down to business as soon as possible, shall we?"

Moen did not answer this question; instead, he looked at Prophet and said:

So, have you found the answer you're looking for?

Moen's words caused Prophet, who had come to him, to fall into a moment of silence.

The ancient eldest son first nodded before Moen, then shook his head and said:

“Found it, but not all of it. However, what I found is enough for me to understand what to do next.”

Moen asked tentatively:

"So, can you tell me what you found?"

Prophet's gaze instantly fell on Moen.

His eyes held a very complex emotion, making it difficult for Moen to discern what he was thinking.

"Can't you tell me?"

"I don't want to tell outsiders, so let's not ask about it anymore, Trajan."

Seeing that he had spoken up.

Moen had no choice but to settle for second best, saying:

"So what are you going to do?"

"Didn't I say that if I failed to escape, I hoped you could contact the other gods?"

Moen raised an eyebrow and said:

"But then you said you were going to go and find your answer."

"Yes, but the situation has changed now, and now it's my turn to stand up and fight back!"

Upon hearing this, Moen asked a meaningful question:

"So have you found a way to fight Him? If I'm not mistaken, that seems to be an invincible being, right?"

Although we don't know what answers Prophet found at the edge of the solar system.

But since he's here to deal with me, Moen will reluctantly listen to his brilliant plan!

Prophet looked at Moen and smiled:

"That's why I came to find you!"

Find me?

Prophet definitely didn't realize who I was, otherwise he wouldn't have that expression.

So what did his prophecy tell him?

But Prophet, don't you really intend to examine whether there's something wrong with your power?

Why do I feel like your power is trying to get you to deliver it?

Moen's complaints obviously didn't reach Profitus.

However, the other party continued speaking without letting Moen speak.

He smiled at Moen with an unquestionable expression:

Are you still going to play dumb, Trajan?

"You, who are both the queen of Ansa Baratheon and the goddess of Ceresera Castile, are you really going to keep up the act?"

What do you mean?

Am I mistaken about this conversation?

Has this guy figured out my problem completely and is now confronting me now because I'm all alone?

For a moment, even Moen almost thought that the situation was completely beyond his expectations.

Fortunately, Moen soon realized that he was just overthinking things.

Moen narrowed his eyes slightly and said:

"But I still don't quite understand."

Prophet immediately burst into laughter:

"Trajan, stop pretending. You know where Fingolfin is, don't you?"

"Stop trying to say you don't know. The reason you were able to break the God King's ironclad law is clearly because you borrowed Fingolfin's power!"

"See? I've seen right through you!"

Prophet watched as he revealed all his "trump cards" in one go, laughing heartily as if he had everything under control.

After staring in disbelief for a moment with his mouth agape, Moen said with genuine admiration:

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you, Prophet!"

"Of course, I know everything! I don't even need to use prophecy to figure out such a simple thing!"

Moen clapped his hands with increasing admiration:

"You perfectly match my perception of you!"

Under Moen's flattery, Prophet couldn't help but puff out his chest slightly.

"This is just a small trick to me, so what's your answer?"

"My answer?"

Moen pointed to himself in surprise and said:

"What other answer can I give? You've seen right through everything I've been hiding. So, just tell me directly, what do you want me to do?"

Moen's answer emboldened Prophet, who said:

"It's very simple. If you want to kill Mother in her world, you must rely on Fingolfin's power. So all you have to do is find Fingolfin!"

"You don't need to do anything extra. Just tell Fingolfin that He has returned, and then I need his brother to recreate the miracle from back then!"

Moen nodded repeatedly and said:

"Would it be a miracle to see all the eldest sons gathered together again? Just thinking about it is exhilarating! Don't worry, I'll definitely persuade Fingofin to come!"

In fact, Fen Guofen means I'm already right next to you.

Moen, who almost burst out laughing, forced a straight face and asked:

"So what happens then? What happens after Fingofin arrives?"

Prophet waved his hand and said:

“That’s even simpler. Go tell the other gods that I’ve found an opportunity for them to take another step forward.”

“I believe they all sense that a storm is brewing, so they won’t let this opportunity slip by. Moreover, I will give you a prophecy at that time to make them believe in you!”

You used the trick that killed the sun, right?

Is it to show others the worst possible future among many possibilities, so that they will actively cause this outcome in order to avoid it?

You still want to play this?

The "one trick" approach is outdated, my brother.

"If that's the case, then they will definitely agree."

Don't worry, I guarantee none of them will come.

Having already revealed almost all of his plans to Moen, Profitus felt increasingly confident of victory.

"Once you've accomplished these two tasks, you can simply wait for victory to arrive. Don't worry, I'll reward you far beyond your wildest dreams!"

Heh, your death is the best reward you can give me.

Moen nodded in agreement.

"Rest assured, Prophet, I'll be watching."

After saying this, Moen carefully wiped his hands on his clothes before extending them towards Prophet:

"Then I wish our great cooperation a great victory."

With an almost boundless confidence, Prophet reached out and grasped Moen's hand, saying:

“You are wrong, Trajan.”

Moen asked curiously:

"Oh? What did I say wrong?"

Prophet raised his head and said:

"That's not just wishing, because we've already succeeded! I was there back then, so we won; I'm still here now, so we'll win again!"

That's a good reason, and I can't argue with it.

Moen nodded in agreement even more.

"You're right!"

Chapter 410 Desecrating the Long Table (4k)

"Since there are no problems, I'll wait here for your good news!"

Prophet Helios looked at Moen and said this.

After he finished speaking, his gaze swept to the side.

He remembered this place; it was the place where those foolish mortals had tried to imprison him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the transport ship behind Moen.

The eldest son's eyes, which could see into the future, easily pierced through the alloy shell made of steel.

Just as he suspected, it was full of corpses.

This made Prophet chuckle slightly:

"This truly surprises me, Trajan. I don't even know what to say to you. As one of the Supreme Beings, you actually personally collected the corpses of a group of mortals. And they weren't even your subjects."

After saying that, he looked at Moen and smiled:

"Don't tell me you're planning to settle scores with me on their behalf?"

This is a joke, but also an inquiry.

Looking at Prophet's scrutinizing gaze.

Moen gave him an answer that surprised him:

"I'll do the math for them, but it's definitely not the right time."

Prophet looked at Moen seriously for a moment and then said:

"You really do exceed my expectations time and time again."

"But are you unwilling to give up the possibility of going further, yet also unwilling to abandon your pitiful pursuit? Trajan, you are perhaps far more greedy than I imagine."

Moen did not give any further answer.

He just asked:

"Is there anything else?"

"That's all. Go find Fen Guofen. And please give him a message: I look forward to fighting alongside him again."

Moen nodded slightly and said:

"Don't worry, I'll definitely bring it!"