Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Yan Xun was puzzled and left the God’s Kingdom of the Goddess of Bumper Harvest that was breaking up quickly. Then he returned to the side of the God of Justice who was waiting not far away outside the God’s Kingdom.

  “How are things going?” he asked. He knew that the elder brother must be looking at everything. “Your face is valuable, but my face is certainly not! What is he really thinking?”

  The God of Justice said, smiling, “You look down on your own. Your face is actually very valuable.”

  “My face? Is there any value in my face? I don’t even have a priesthood.”

  “But you are good at fighting,” the God of Justice said, smiling. “You just defeated the strongest of the devils, one of the Big Three of the Abyss and made him flee quickly. Starting from the fourth row of the Pantheon temple, most gods would be jealous of that record.”

  “The fighting capacity of the gods of the Pantheon temple is so weak?” Yan Xun stunned. “The gods behind the first three rows are all weak chickens?”

  “Hah hah hah!” the God of Justice laughed. “That’s a little mean! But they have to endure it. Behind the first three rows of the Pantheon temple, I’m afraid that none of them dare to pat their chests and say that they could surely win against the Big Three of the Abyss.”

  “Don’t mention the battle that year which made you famous,” the God of Justice said as his eyes went deep and his attitude became serious. “That day, you killed the God of Storms and the God of Ocean. That force is almost at the peak of the mid-level Divine Power. In fact, some weaker ones of strong Divine Power may not be able to do the same thing.

  “In other words, with your ability, when you really get your priesthood and become a god, you will immediately be at the same level as the first three rows. Although you will have a lower deity temporarily, no one will dare to treat you as a weak Divine Power or a low-level Divine Power.”

  Yan Xun was stunned for a while and then pointed his tentacles at himself with a confused expression. “How do I become a great master? I always feel a little uneasy……”

  “You’ll get used to it. I found myself suddenly becoming a master that year.”

  “And afterwards?”

  “Afterwards, I got used to it.”

  “Those who have simple thoughts are really happy,” Yan Xun said.

  “What?”

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  “I mean, my brother, you are a simple and honest person!” Yan Xun answered.

  “Yes. I have always been as clear as water,” Yorgaardman said.

  Hearing the words that the God of Justice used to praise himself, the faces of some strong Divine Powers who were sitting beside him went dark.

  As clear as water?!

  Well, interesting, those Great Divine Powers thought.

  By this time, the drama of “the Goddess of Bumper Harvest selecting a god follower,” finally ended. Although a large number of believers were confused on the ground, the holy emblems and the holy statues in the entire Rem City had lost their radiance, and the Divine Power of the Goddess of Bumper Harvest had completely disappeared. More importantly, when the believers were praying, they couldn’t feel the existence of the goddess.

  What did this mean? Everybody knew.

  For a time, the entire Rem City was so quiet like a mortuary. Then, someone began to cry loudly.

  The crying seemed to be contagious, and it spread quickly. In a short while, the whole Rem City was full of crying, and there were believers everywhere who were crying on the ground with grief. Not only one or two, but often a group of people was crying together, choking with sobs.

  Yan Xun was looking at the scene, sighing deeply.

  “Take it easy. This is how a god’s battle works,” Yorgaardman advised, patting him. “Remember the previous Sun God? His believers were much more than these people. When he fell, crying could be heard everywhere in the whole Kingdom of Holy Angels, and it was much worse than this scene.”

  “And after that?” Yan Xun asked.

  “After, they got used to it. Most believers changed their faith. Now they mainly believe in human gods,” Yorgaardman said, smiling. The smile contained indifference as well as some sorrow. “Believing in a god is such a thing. When you are alive, believers are devout to you and even willing to die for you. But when you fall, believers will soon believe in other gods. A short time later, except for the most loyal ones, only historians will remember you.”

  He looked up at the sky with an indifferent expression that contained a kind of calm that he had seen through everything.

  Yan Xun was silent for a long time; then he said with a nod, “You are right.”

  After a while, the two gods turned into lights and flew away. From the beginning to the end, they were not discovered by the people in Rem City.

  After returning to his own site, Yan Xun began to deal with the believers of the Goddess of Bumper Harvest who had been rescued by him.

  He arranged a large-scale purification array in the God’s Kingdom. First, he purified the buildings and furniture that had also been polluted by the power of the Chaotic Dragon. After making sure that they were all right, he rearranged the buildings, paving the ground and the streets according to the scene he had seen in the God’s Kingdom of the Goddess of Bumper Harvest.

  After about ten days, there was already a large, residential area floating in the void in the “sanctuary,” connecting with the “chat room” of the God’s Kingdom of the Desolation God System through a bridge. Looking at them from a distance, one could see that they were together side by side in a neat row.

  After preparing the residential area, Yan Xun began to purify the polluted souls. This was much harder than purifying houses and furniture. Souls were delicate things that couldn’t be treated roughly. They must be manipulated carefully to prevent the strong Divine Power from destroying the structure of the souls.

  Yan Xun had worked hard to save them, so of course, he didn’t want to destroy them.

  It took a lot of effort and many failures during the process as well. Finally, the first souls were purified.

  These believers of the Goddess of Bumper Harvest who had been sober again looked at the strange scene around them; then they looked at the familiar residential area in the distance, feeling confused.

  “This is your new home,” Yan Xun said. “I am the Void Mask. I couldn’t bear to see you erode into monsters by the power of chaos, so I saved you.”

  An elderly believer tempted to ask, “The great Majesty of the Void Mask, can you tell us what happened to…… Her Majesty, our goddess?”

  His voice shivered a little, apparently lacking confidence.

  Yan Xun whispered after a silence, “As you have guessed.”

  The believer lowered his head with his body trembling softly, and tears quickly dripped from his jaw continuously.

  Other believers were also sad and tearful. They were able to live in the God’s Kingdom by the Goddess of Bumper Harvest, so naturally, they must have had firm faith or made great contributions. Therefore, they were naturally sadder when they confirmed that the goddess had fallen.

  “Let it go,” Yan Xun advised after a sigh. “The Goddess of Bumper Harvest has fallen, but the days will still continue. I can’t rebuild the God’s Kingdom of the Goddess of Bumper Harvest, but it’s possible to rebuild your residential area. You can stay here first. If you want to get reincarnated or just want to die in the future, you should wait until you calm down.”

  “It surprises me that…… it is actually you who give us a helping hand.” A big guy with a full bread came out of the crowd. “I originally thought that you were our abominable enemy.”

  Yan Xun carefully looked at him for a while, and he quickly remembered him with the help of his powerful memory.

  This man had been a paladin of the Church of the Goddess of Bumper Harvest whose power had been very strong. Together with the Archbishop of the Church of the Goddess of Bumper Harvest, who had taken the position after the reconstruction of Garth City, he had brought a lot of trouble to Leon and Kalisa. Later, he had died because of the conflict with the Church of the Goddess of Wealth. After the death, his soul had gone to the God’s Kingdom of the Goddess of Bumper Harvest.

  “Well, an acquaintance,” Yan Xun smiled. “To be honest, my relationship with your goddess is really bad. If we met, it was not surprising for us to fight. But that is something between her and me, so it’s none of your business. I am not a jerk who would see you die because of the contradiction with your goddess.”

  “You are the kindest god I have ever met.”

  “Kind? Maybe,” Yan Xun said, smiling. “In short, you should settle down first. I will not force you to do anything. Everything can wait until you settle down and become calm.”

  He waved his hand to let the people leave and then began to treat the next batch of souls.

  There were many souls rescued from the God’s Kingdom of the Goddess of Bumper Harvest. It might take a long time to complete all the work.