Chapter 705 - 703: Did the Gods Mess Up?

Endless Abyss, Sealed Land.

Haroldias coldly watched Ethel slowly cut a piece of huge stone into uniformly-sized strips, then hoisted it onto his shoulder, slowly heading towards the half-finished construction of the second Divine Hall building.

After watching this back and forth for a long time, he finally couldn’t help but coldly ask, "What’s the point of doing this?"

"There’s no point, it’s just to pass the time."

"Why go through it personally? With Divine Power, it could be built in an instant."

"If I use Divine Power, how could I pass the time?" Ethel turned back to look at Haroldias and casually said, "Since you’re here, don’t think about leaving. If you find a way to leave, Rose will follow suit. Rather than that, why not be stuck here together?"

"To be trapped here and tormented by him?"

"He does have a penchant for tormenting, but usually his focus is on those female mages, not us."

"Hm, so you’re just peacefully staying here, doing what he calls ’labor reform’?"

"What else can we do?"

"Naturally, practice cultivation and defeat him to escape here." A glint of coldness flashed in Haroldias’s eyes.

Ethel scoffed, "I’d advise you to spare yourself the trouble. Not to mention that our souls have been forcibly stuffed into this body by him; whether this body contains his control or not, even if it doesn’t, can you and I defeat him?"

Ethel continued to carry the massive stones, shook his head as he walked past Haroldias, "Don’t think about it, even a thousand years ago when he was standing and letting us attack, we couldn’t kill him, only forcing him to be sealed here. Now, he’s only gotten stronger; perhaps even Zeus..."

The longer the contact, the more Ethel felt that even if Zeus’s plan succeeded, he might not necessarily be able to defeat Rose.

That’s why he gradually laid back, finding joy in building the Divine Hall every day.

"Are you saying that even though Zeus spent so much time plotting, sacrificing numerous Gods in the plan, even if it succeeds, he can’t defeat him?"

"I don’t know."

Haroldias stared at Ethel’s departing figure and shouted, "What are you afraid of? You’re the Main God, the pinnacle of all Gods. Why fear? If there’s still a semblance of godliness in you, gather your spirit, can’t two defeat one if one can’t?"

"Didn’t you just try?"

"Hmph, that was when I was just getting used to this body, and unfamiliarity in releasing Divine Magic after sleeping too long. Once I’m rested up, I will surely take him down."

"Before taking him down, I suggest you join me in ’labor reform,’ otherwise you might suffer unnecessary hardships."

"Hmph, let’s see if he has the capability to make me suffer!"

"Hmm? Someone wants to suffer?"

Rose’s voice came from above.

Haroldias stood up, looked up at Rose descending from above, and threw a punch at him: "Hmph, so what!"

Moments later, Rose left, leaving a corpse behind.

Ethel passed by, casually sprinkled a handful of water on him, letting his body slowly revive.

"Was it necessary?"

Haroldias said nothing, just sat up and closed his eyes.

After teaching the rebellious Haroldias a lesson, Rose’s attention returned to the Elf Forest.

A scene projected in front of him.

Within it were the Elf King and Ze Lishalin from the Recovery Temple.

"Didn’t you say you could find Hilia? Where is she?"

Faced with the Elf King’s questioning, if it were usual, Ze Lishalin would have responded with calm and a smile.

But now, worry occasionally crossed her face, her mind uneasy, forcing a smile and saying, "Don’t be anxious; this is just the beginning. Capturing her won’t be easy. Please trust us, we will soon bring her back."

Originally, Ze Lishalin was not worried.

Even after Haroldias locked onto Hilia’s location and left, the ’program’ he left was still running, meaning the remains he left behind continued slowly assembling the underground Array’s corpse fragments into a complete divine body.

But subsequently, Hilia suddenly appeared in the Elf Royal City, acting as if nothing happened, even rescuing people, then leisurely sightseeing within the Elf Race territory, spending a day before leaving.

After careful screening, the Elf King had nearly confirmed that those teams suddenly receiving help were aided by the mysterious elf, precisely Hilia.

Ze Lishalin had no updates and after waiting for a while, finally reached out to Ze Lishalin.

Then Ze Lishalin panicked.

What’s happening?

Not only is Hilia acting as if nothing happened, the Gods aren’t responding either.

Generally, Gods don’t easily respond to Believers, but Ze Lishalin isn’t the same; she’s a God’s chosen. During this awakening period, Haroldias had consistently communicated with her and You Jelieya, issuing directives and having them complete tasks.

But since finding traces of Hilia and beginning to track her, this connection has been severed.

Until now, there’s been no response.

The work of collecting corpses underground continues, but as the most intimate chosen of the Gods, Ze Lishalin vaguely felt that those tasks lacked a soul.

That’s not truly Haroldias; it’s just a shell executing fixed orders, much like a Magic Puppet.

Could the ’Evil God’ have appeared?

Are the Gods engaged in fierce battle with that ’Evil God’?

Ze Lishalin thought.

But on Starfall Continent, there doesn’t seem to be any significant changes occurring.

Battle between Gods should shake the earth and mountains, right?

Ze Lishalin subtly shook her head, trying to dispel her worries.

"Based on our predictions of her trajectory, she should have returned. What a missed opportunity..."

The Elf King said, unable to resist shaking his head.

Because Hilia isn’t a fugitive; within the nation’s people, she’s still seen as a world-saving, God-blessed fortunate one.

This perception was due to previous propaganda by the Elf Royal Court.

In addition, her disguise made it so when her activities were noticed, she had already left, whereabouts unknown.

Either find a way for direct location or have mages capable of seeing through disguises cover the entire Elf Race field, ready to pierce through Hilia’s disguise at any time.

Clearly, whether it’s the former or latter, it’s quite difficult for the Elf Race.

"If the Divine Hall still can’t manage, then our cooperation must be terminated. Consider the trace as a gift to you." The Elf King stood up and shook his head.

"It absolutely won’t fail." Ze Lishalin enunciated each word, "Because, this is... guidance we’ve obtained through praying to the Gods."

"And yet, there seems to be no progress at all, and your side seems to have some issues." The Elf King paused at the door, glanced back at Ze Lishalin: "We discovered some clues through certain channels, it seems the entire catastrophe was being orchestrated from behind; if the Recovery Temple is available, help us investigate. After all, your forces are stationed within the Elf Forest, right?"