Only God
Chapter 302 - 260: What Kind of Divine Being Is It?

Chapter 302: Chapter 260: What Kind of Divine Being Is It?

"Straw and chaff..."

Wine God Sibos looked at the woman before him.

In the Celestial Kingdom, where Gods gathered, the pleasure-loving Wine God had associated with numerous Divine beings.

But never had a Divine deemed another Divine unworthy of consideration.

Let alone... to refer to the extended olive branch of friendship from a Divine as straw and chaff.

Sibos stared at the mortal before him.

What did wine mean to all rational creatures in this world?

Some drank to seek joy, for wine brought happiness; some drank to forget sorrows, for wine numbed the mind and dulled the perception of one’s surroundings; some drank to stir inspiration...

And with wine came the amplification of singular emotions.

Being the Wine God, the hidden anger lurking beneath the fragrance of wine was gradually surfacing.

"Sin?"

Sibos scoffed. The Gods had mentioned that in this world, even though mortals generally revered the Divine, there were always those who were ignorant of their place, who either mocked or provoked the Divinities.

The Gods said that the fleeting lifespans of mortals filled them with too much yearning. Therefore, those people were always proud and greedy, unrepentant, indulging in their desires, and ultimately drawing a destructive end upon themselves.

In the past, Sibos hadn’t cared much; He often only interacted with those who worshipped Him. But today, Sibos had finally seen the arrogance of mortals.

The woman before Him was at most the descendant of some Divine being, that is to say, merely a Demigod.

The so-called "Demigod" was often used to describe the offspring of Divinities; they often enjoyed graces but did not possess their own stars.

This title was merely a glorified term.

Demigods were also mortals.

Looking at the golden-haired woman before him, Sibos’s eyes showed a hint of mocking laughter.

When the gap was wide enough, even supposed resistance was laughable.

"Sin?"

Sibos laughed in such a way,

"What sin could they possibly have?

Even if Hilo is guilty, he is my progeny, and how could the laws of the Mortal World judge him?"

Upon hearing this, Solamus countered:

"Don’t you have your order among the Gods?

In your order, is he without sin?"

Sibos snorted:

"You do indeed have some understanding of the Gods.

But the order of the Gods is to restrain the Gods, not for your so-called mortal justice.

In my eyes, the son of Pedro is innocent,

because in the order of the Gods, there isn’t a single law that finds him guilty."

Sibos looked at the tormented Hilo in Solamus’ hands, and said harshly:

"Do you intend to declare him guilty by the laws of the Mortal World?

Mortals, how ignorant, even the long-lived Elves are limited by their own perspective.

Their laws are full of loopholes; in the winged-folk’s country, if a man’s wife is unfaithful, that man can kill his wife and children, and in the land of Ajia, if a Noble is accused of murder, they are convicted by prophecy, not by evidence...

How can such foolish laws restrict the Divine?

Moreover, countless mortal realms use our names as the basis of their laws."

Sibos slowly extended his hand, and a strong scent of alcohol poured forth from his pores. He did not want to procrastinate any longer,

"Besides,

how could a mere mortal have the right to constrain their creators?"

Suddenly, a thick aroma of wine burst into the air, the pungent scent surged, and the mists of wine spread instantly; Sibos had disappeared without a trace, becoming a wisp in the wine haze, quickly surging towards Solamus.

In the moment when the wine mist enveloped Solamus,

the golden-haired girl’s figure once again vanished into thin air.

The figure of Wine God Sibos emerged from the wine mist, suddenly turned his head, and to his shock, saw Solamus standing on a withered tree, the round moon in the night sky casting her silhouette.

"What kind of trickery is this?"

God Sibos said coldly, feeling as if he were being played.

Vanishing into thin air, then suddenly reappearing...

It was just like... creating something from nothing.

Solamus looked down at Sibos from above, the two souls still suffering in her hands.

"Wine God, you’re not wrong, the laws of mortals are full of mistakes and even absurdities.

Their lives are fleeting; thus, their vision is limited. Even if they spend their entire lives trying, they could hardly grasp even a thousandth of the mysteries of this world.

And you Gods are so ancient, nearly immortal. Since the birth of the first three Gods, nearly six millennia have passed.

In your eyes, your order is higher than the mortal laws, just as the stars in the sky are above the feet of mortals who tread the earth."

Sibos looked at her coldly.

From his initial scorn toward Solamus, he slowly developed a sense of wariness.

Even as a demigod, Solamus’s understanding of the Gods was far too deep.

"Who are you?"

Sibos continued,

"No matter who you are, I will not let you take my offspring away.

You have no right to judge his crimes."

As his words fell, the grapes in that small vineyard burst open, the splashing juice instantly turning into rich wine. The bewitching and hazy scent of the wine, like a vast net, enveloped the entire Secret Forest.

After getting close personally and coming away with nothing, Sibos didn’t make the same mistake again, but chose a more cunning method, enveloping the entire Secret Forest in the fragrance of wine to trap Solamus.

Thus, capturing Solamus and rescuing the demigod, Hero, was just a matter of time.

"Are you trapping me?"

Solamus looked up to see the wine-colored fog enveloping every inch of land in the Secret Forest.

"It’s merely a trivial ability."

Sibos added,

"Of course, that’s for the Divine."

If he wished, Sibos could envelop the entire continent in a fog of wine, even soaking through the sea floor, turning the vast ocean into an inexhaustible supply of wine.

But Sibos would not do such a thing, because the Gods were constrained by the order of the Country of Divines.

Solamus turned around, with the bright full moon in the night sky behind her. Its pure light became blurred in the fog of wine.

The light penetrated into the fog.

Solamus’s hand captured a strand of light, insignificant.

She could disappear and reappear out of the blue, because of the Angel Grace she controlled.

In the eyes of others, she moved instantaneously,

but in reality, Solamus walked through the brightness.

Sibos suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

And then,

a clear voice,

"You’re trapping yourself."

Being the Wine God, Sibos suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Who... who the hell are you?"

Currently, Sibos’s voice revealed a slight tremble.

He transformed into a burst of wine mist that exploded, and the force of the wine mist blast created a huge pit where he had been standing.

Solamus remained unscathed.

The figure of Sibos reassembled in the distance, hidden in the wine fog that enveloped the Secret Forest, staring at Solamus, not daring to let his pupils deviate in the slightest.

As the Wine God, he had not exerted all his Divine Power, but even so, being Divine, he could not capture the whereabouts of a mere mortal.

Is she... truly a demigod?

If so...

What kind of Divine being would have an offspring that even he, himself, trembled at the thought of?

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