892 Hathaway, sign a contract with me to become a goddess!
"I have a very bad feeling that it has nothing to do with the Goddess of Order. β
"Let's make sure about Tresia first......"
"Misya, I'll give you directions, you search and summarize on the United Communications Network and the Trade Wind Network. β
In the magic tower, Hathaway wanted to continue her research, but she couldn't calm down, so she had to pull Talingmisia to brainstorm.
"Good host ......"
Misya should respond, this kind of thing can't be done by ordinary Taling, but Misya is extraordinary.
Taling is a fusion of magical techniques from the realms of Ethereals, Magical Pets, and Enchantments, and was formed before the Dark Ages.
That kind of mechanical rigidity, the appearance is like a ghost, and the tower spirit in charge of various magic mechanisms to protect the magic tower is just the most basic and primitive form.
The mages of the Storm Isles have made the tower more capable, not only as a steward and guardian of the tower, but also as a mage with many trivial matters. There are even various personified templates that can relieve the boredom of the owner. For example, a legendary female magician who is always twenty-five years old, her tower spirit has the function of "mirror of the mind".
But few tower spirits can really help magicians deal with affairs like humans, after all, the essence of tower spirits is still an ethereal spirit, and they do not have the mind of a mortal.
Misya is not ordinary, it is not a creation of the Ted family, but the guardian ringspirit given to Hathaway by the previous Night Saintess. Having been by her side since she was a child, after Hathaway had her own magic tower, Mysya became a tower spirit.
The mind of the "growth ethereal" Misya is far beyond that of ordinary mortals, because growing up with Hathaway, whether it is emotional preferences or rational tendencies, is highly synchronized with Hathaway, almost equivalent to Hathaway herself finding and refining information in the vast sea of information.
"Let's take a look at the strength of the Imperial Propaganda Department's interference in the two news networks......"
"Compared with the same period yesterday, the number of messages deleted and altered by the United Communications Network has increased by 40 percent, and the average response time of the confirmed deletions and alterations is only 60 percent of yesterday......
Sure enough, Mordwin worked harder. β
"There has also been a large-scale deletion and alteration of the news in the trade wind network, starting with several commercial temples such as Valentine and Tangus, and is gradually expanding to small and medium-sized nodes. β
"In the past, even if it was Theresia pressuring, the Trade Winds Network was not so cooperative. Now how can Mordwin alone make the temple of commerce bow down, it must be Theresia, and it is the god Theresia who can make the goddess of commerce bow her head. β
"The latest news, the former Grand Duke Tangus has been summoned to Valentine to take charge of the imperial military affairs. β
"The elder brother of the commander of the Imperial Floating Fleet, Charbony, and the president behind the Tangus Media Chamber of Commerce, this is also a means of controlling the news, and I can imagine the expression on the Grand Duke's face after receiving the oracle, as if he was confused. β
"The Church of Order was reorganized into the Holy See of Order, modeled on the Church of the Faithful God, and merged the Church of the Gods of Order into one. β
"Another proof that the mortal Theresia is dead, she would never do it. Even if the substance is different, she doesn't want to have anything to do with the Loyal Divine Court, which is related to her rebellion against the righteous name of the Loyal Divine Court. She's a very face-saving person. β
"The only daughter of the Prime Minister of the Empire, Princess Ariel of Hadrang, has returned to Hadrang......"
"Misya, what's wrong with that?"
"The Holy See of Order declares Ariel to be the first Holy Maiden of Order......"
"Oh, this means that the Goddess of Order is looking for many holy women, and it is no wonder that he needs to borrow the Holy See of Order to unify the religious affairs of the gods of order in the mortal world, and he does not want to repeat the mistakes of the Loyal Divine Court, so he wants to use many holy women as his incarnation or eyes and ears. β
When Michia said that the Holy See of Order was collecting magic materials to make a special Order Emblem, Hathaway sighed deeply.
Theresia is really dead, and everything this Theresia does now is to bring power into the hands of the gods, while maintaining the image of the unity of man and God.
"What's the point, everybody knows," Hathaway shook her head, "As long as a fake mortal Theresia shows up, the rumors can be dispelled, but the goddess of order doesn't do it, what is he thinking?"
Misya said: "This makes a lot of sense, the goddess of order doesn't care if mortals know the truth, she cares about whether the believers of order believe it, and whether it will strengthen their faith because of this." β
Hathaway suddenly said, "When the time is right, then emphasize that He is a pure deity, more powerful than the unity of man and God, and that is it." Yes, the gods don't care what other people think, especially us magicians. β
"It doesn't matter if the others don't believe it, as long as they obey, he cares about this wheat field of faith that has just been developed by the mortal Theresia. β
She sighed again, "Misya, how do you know so much?"
Taling said: "I am the projection of your mind master, you can think of what you can think, I can think of." β
Hathaway muttered, "It would be nice to have you on my back and be absolutely safe." β
"Master," said Taling, "it is not yet dark. β
Hathaway laughed, "Misia, don't you change your tone when you tell jokes? β
It wasn't dark yet, but Hathaway was sleepy.
She lay on the couch and drifted off to sleep.
She dreamed that the sky was descending the golden staircase, and Richie took Theresia by the hand and walked up the stairs step by step.
At the end of the stairs was a crescent moon, and somehow she knew it was the dawn.
She was angry and wanted to rush over and grab them and then ascend to the dawn herself. When he moved, he found that he had become a monster with a human head and a snake body, the monster that Li Qi called Mickey, the little guy who was conceived by the corpse of his grandmother.
She shouted in horror, but an invisible force choked her throat, making her unable to speak.
At this time, a familiar voice said in her ear: "Do you feel that your fate is in chaos and you can't find a direction?"
She cried out in her heart, no, I just felt like I was left behind, I still couldn't fully control my destiny, I was not reconciled!
"No one can fully control their own destiny, not even the gods," the voice said, "The gods are still bound by the will of the world, by the forces that can influence the will of the world, and you are delusional." β
The voice seemed to be speaking to itself, its voice low and magnetic, each syllable like a whispering wind, fluctuating with the heartstrings: "But if you become a god, you can at least be free from the bondage of mortals." And rising as a new god, you can also avoid the monitoring of certain forces, like the Crimson Lady, and open up a new era, which leads to freedom, and the kind of freedom you want. β
Hathaway's consciousness froze suddenly, and then the dream shattered, exclaiming, "Night Lady!?"
Consciousness does not return to reality, but is in a wilderness.
On the purple-black canopy, the crescent moon hangs high in the sky, unlike the real moonlight, there are no stars around the moon, and the stars can only be seen far away from the moon. The twinkles of the stars are also chaotic, very different from what we see in reality.
The moonlight sprinkled down, blending with the night breeze, there was a cool feeling that soaked into her soul, making her consciousness extremely light.
She was very familiar with this environment, and when she was just beginning to mature her mind, it was in this dreamlike environment that she met the Night Lady, and knew that she had become the Holy Maiden of the Night Lady.
"It's me, it's been less than three years, Hathaway, your faith in me has been so weak that I can't even come directly. β
The voice turned from behind to the front, and then a faint mist floated in the air, condensing into the phantom of a hooded robe.
"Ma'am, I'm not Theresia, and you're not Kaim, so don't say that. β
Hathaway sighed, "I didn't become your saint because I believed in you. You can't come directly, you should have woken up unexpectedly, and your strength hasn't recovered yet. β
The phantom sighed in a very ungodly manner, and said wistfully, "Isn't it okay to stay on the mainland? I have to run back to the Storm Islands, this trip is really a toss...... Oh God. β
Hathaway had a sense of reality at this time, and said happily: "Is the lady here to protect me?"
Lady Night's tone was puzzled, "Protect you?"
By the time Hathaway had given a brief explanation, the Night Lady's phantom flickered violently, and her tone was extremely shocked.
"Theresia became a pure goddess of order, so quickly!?"
"What is all this? Why don't I feel anything!?"
"The Goddess of Order has taken a fancy to you and wants to make you a Saint of Order?"
Knowing the time, the phantom covered his face: "At that time, I was vomiting on the sea boat, and I couldn't sense the changes in the world at all. β
Hathaway poked her scar mercilessly: "Actually, you can't feel it now, right? β
The phantom was very unhappy: "Eh, Hathaway, your wings are so hard, you even dare to hit your night lady in the face!"
"What's just a slap in the face", Hathaway hated it, gritted her teeth and said, "What did you do with my body in those years, lady, you know it yourself!"
The phantom swayed, looking very empty: "You know?"
Hathaway hugged her arms and had a cold face, and her tone was not as respectful as just now: "What made me feel that the actions of the gods would imprenuate the soul, so I sealed my memory, but in fact, I used my body to spread joy!"
"Wandering around the mountains and rivers to do things, being an evil villain, playing adventurer games, and raising a large group of cats! I hate cats the most, and you don't know it!"
The phantom coughed and said, "You don't have any meat to lose." β
Hathaway was even more angry: "Those were the most youthful and tender years of my life, look at what you did!"
The phantom said in a sudden tone, "Damn, you know that you care so much, I should talk about a few loves." Is it naΓ―ve? Are you thinking of an achievement like a thousand kills?"
"That's a bit of a dilemma, you see I'm an old god after all. Although the body is yours, the consciousness is mine. There are not many mortals I can look down on and can afford to make me look down, and the price drop should be enough to make up the amount, but Ms. Huanyue's bitch gods will be unhappy, and they will scold me for raising the price......"
"Lady's ββ!"
Hathaway interrupted her, and in mortal perception, the Night Lady was mysterious and powerful, so it must be high above. But the saints of the night know that the night lady is actually a guy who is full of nonsense and often has a brain that goes off the line.
Of course, this is just the appearance of the Night Lady, from the activities of the Chinese New Year's Eve in Hadlong, thinking of the fate of Theresia today, Hathaway's tail spine involuntarily cold.
Ms. Ye's reaction just now also shows that she is behind the scenes...... Primary, if not unique, it's the main one.
"Alright, let's get down to business. β
The Phantom put away his immodest posture and said solemnly: "The Goddess of Order can't beat your idea, you are the Holy Maiden of the Night, and your relationship with the Goddess of Magic and me is extraordinary, and he is not stupid enough to do that." β
"The most important thing for him now is to harvest the power of faith and repair the throne, and he should just want to borrow your power and your relationship with the magician to squeeze more resources. β
Hathaway sighed: "That still bothers me, since I am a pure god, and I am not a believer in Him, why should I be asked to make sacrifices for Him? Pretend that my man and God are one, and then rule over hundreds of millions of mortals, then I can eat it all in heaven and earth? I can't accept it." β
Phantom nodded, "It's good that you can still maintain this kind of heart! Now you also understand how deeply bound you are as a mortal, right?"
Hathaway looked at the phantom suspiciously: "Ma'am, you were in a dream just now...... You want me to be a god?"
She smiled bitterly and said, "You were kidding just now, right? I haven't even been a demigod, how can I become a god casually, and I'm ......"
The phantom's big sleeves shook, and a cloud of cold white light rested on his hand.
The phantom interrupted her: "In addition to relying on one's own struggle, the fate of an individual also depends on the course of history. β
"I have a divine root here, and if you take a divine seat that is not in essential conflict with this divine root, you can become a god. β
"The latter thing may seem difficult, but with my help, it will be very simple. In this day and age, fallen gods abound, and all you need to do is find your way to the desolate kingdom of gods. β
"Of course, before that, you have to determine your priesthood, which determines your path, how much room you will have to develop in the world of the gods, and what heights you will eventually reach. β
Hathaway looked at the mass of divine roots, breathing rapidly, unable to speak for a while.
Although she has a high status in the Storm Islands and even the Dawning Empire, it is only a mortal world.
Now the things that Lady Night is holding in her hand can make mortals become gods!
She said bitterly, "Ma'am, you know me...... Unwilling to ......"
Phantom said: "Being forced by others, or used as a tool, of course no one wants to. I give you the opportunity to choose the priesthood and to the freedom you want. β
Hathaway shook her head, it was fear and trepidation: "But you said that you want me to seek freedom as a mortal......"
The Phantom sighed, "I didn't want to, but the change came too quickly." Suren's afterimage had just gone into trouble, and there was another accident on Theresia's side, which was far beyond my expectations. β
Hathaway was stunned, what did she hear?
Lady Moon Suren?
"This is the divine root of Suren......"
The phantom raised his hand, making the white light brighter: "Except for giving birth to the fragments of Su Lun's will again and again, and making senseless sacrifices, it is useless. It's better to leave it to you and let you try something new. β
Hathaway was stunned, and the phantom nodded and said, "Yes, it is not unconditional for you to become a god, you have to help me, of course, that is what you will inevitably do after becoming a god." β
Then change to an enthusiastic tone: "Hathaway, sign a contract with me and become a goddess!"
Hathaway stared blankly at the white light, a great temptation tormenting her soul.
Eventually, she shook her head slowly and resolutely......
As she spoke, her eyes flickered again, changing her words.
"It's not ...... No, as a magician, I'm thinking about a question that might be relevant to the nature of the world. β
Hathaway said longingly, "If Madam can help me with this, I'll die...... Oh, you can abandon your mortal identity without regrets. β
The phantom stared at Hathaway for a long time, and sighed faintly: "Hathaway, you even have to calculate me?"