Chapter 1699: Chapter 535: New Gods, Ancient Gods, What Is a God? (3)

At the core of the celestial vault stands a palace forged from lightning, where all the natural wonders of meteorology can be found.

Then there is a description of the Storm Plains, the Thunder Ancient Tree, the Land of Divine Punishment, and the Purgatory Great Prison, among other concepts.

She went on for a full half hour before Sarosia finally stopped, satisfied.

Seeing her flushed little face, it was clear she had already conceived of these ideas early, and Wayne couldn’t help but laugh, “I see, you came prepared, not with foresight, but with the intention of building a Divine Nation during the faith wars.”

Sarosia nodded seriously, having nothing to hide in front of Wayne, admitting freely, “Boss, I really want to progress.”

Who doesn’t!

Wayne also wanted to progress, but didn’t know where to start, so he said to Sarosia, “If you want to do it, then do it. I can recommend four divine level tutors for you; they each have a systematic Divine Nation and can offer you plenty of ideas.”

“Four?”

Sarosia thought for a moment, then dismissed it, “If it’s Idinis, Aztemo, Galle, and Shi Luke, then forget it. I’m on very average terms with them and don’t want to run into them.”

“Why, tell me more, I love hearing about this,” Wayne perked up immediately.

“Idinis, that wicked woman, says one thing to your face and another behind your back. Aztemo is gloomy and hard to communicate with…”

Sarosia ticked them off on her fingers, “Galle is fine, but Shi Luke has too narrow a view, and their small team doesn’t let outsiders in.”

In short, during the faith wars, apart from her, all the other goddesses were just wicked women.

Wayne didn’t comment on this evaluation, having had his fun, he continued, “The Doomsday Judgment is imminent, even I must give it my all. The Divine Nation of Storms and Thunder is crucial, I hope you can become a deity soon.”

Sarosia wasn’t the Storms and Thunder God, she was the Sky Goddess, and the sky is an immense concept, including Darkness, the sun, and moonlight.

If she could become a deity, she could serve as a main force in the Doomsday Judgment.

Sarosia’s little face fell, dejected, “Boss, I can’t see any possibility of becoming a deity. Last time I told you, my Essence of Life is too strong, directly distorting my path of evolution and Becoming a God. I’m not sure if the road has broadened or if I’m on a completely different path.”

As she spoke, she looked to Wayne for help.

Wayne was even more confused, having a slew of questions needing answers about New Gods, Ancient Gods, and what exactly makes a god.

“Just give it a try, you might just succeed!”

Wayne patted Sarosia on the shoulder encouragingly, bluntly stating, “I understand your situation very well. In terms of talent, you’re not inferior to the current four goddesses. You’re just too naive, too trusting of others, which is why you lost your little life early on.”

Sarosia nodded, accepting whatever Wayne said without objection.

“With a talent like this, it would be a waste not to become a deity. I have more than enough knowledge to share, whatever your sky lacks, I’ll give to you. Forge ahead boldly, if you succeed, it’s a big win; if not, there’s no loss.”

“…”

Sarosia tilted her head, realizing it’s not a matter of effort, but of direction, as she hadn’t even identified the path under her feet. Blindly striving hard could lead her on a roundabout path.

Seeing through Sarosia’s thoughts, Wayne waved his hand decisively, “No worries, if you stray, I’ll reformat you, you have countless opportunities, no need to fear making mistakes.”

With that, Wayne scattered his thoughts, rapidly turning the Divine Realm of Storms and Thunder a pale color, sensing the position of the Four Divine Nations, and tore open space to move the Divine Realm over as a neighbor.

“If you’re unsure who to consult, consider Aztemo first. She’s also one of my vassals, and if you explain your intentions, she won’t refuse you.”

Wayne instructed, “Remember, Aztemo’s vassal status is a secret, do not tell anyone else.”

“Why, is she embarrassed by it?”

“…”

This is called social tact; after all, she is a successful goddess with a big family and a significant career. Once her face is lost, so is her cohesion, and without cohesion, it’s hard to lead a team.

A simple favor, why not do it.

Recommending Sarosia to find Aztemo, Wayne wandered around Idinis’s Dark Divine Kingdom, took a nap to show he hadn’t been fooling around outside and remained chaste for Idinis, no longer the flirt he once was.

After the nap, he asked how the progress bars of the four goddesses were looking.

The good news is, Wayne’s divine system conception is steadily advancing, and with the Four Divine Nations’ blend in pale cohesion, there is real potential for integration and mutual complement.

But this requires a long time; the Four Divine Nations originally did not integrate, and adapting to each other doesn’t happen overnight, unless some immense external force forcibly amalgamates the Four Divine Nations.

The bad news is the four goddesses have been tirelessly dispatching Mind Avatars, searching the Void for hidden Grey Spaces, without finding traces of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

They seem to have vanished into thin air, leaving the box.

Hearing this, Wayne’s blood pressure, which had somewhat dropped, rose again, and this time it would be hard to calm it down even by exhausting Saint Austin.

According to Wayne’s speculation, Yeloin comes from Earth outside the box, not as a native, but as an Alien who descended upon Earth.

He used Europe’s map and major faith forces to collect, compile, and transform it into Heavenly Father’s Court, better suited to his own constitution, to start his journey of becoming a god within the box.

If this speculation is true, it can lead to many more speculations and the birth of new problems.