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Chapter 303 - 261: Just as Stars Tower Above the Ordinary People
Chapter 303: Chapter 261: Just as Stars Tower Above the Ordinary People
Now that the façade had been torn away, Wine God Sibos realized he no longer had any chance of continuing the conversation with her; he must muster his full strength to wrest his offspring back from the hands of that mortal.
From his bosom, Sibos retrieved a dazzling Secret Silver Wine Cup, a Divine Artifact tailored for Him by the god of mountains and craftsmanship, Hiris, called Desire’s Cup.
Priests worshiped the Wine God with utmost respect, their Divine Statues often depicted holding Desire’s Cup. It was said that even the filthiest, dirtiest water, once in this cup, would turn into a rich and fragrant fine wine, even if it was molten iron that was poured within—the result would be the same.
Bound by their limited vision, mortals could only see the tip of the iceberg; naturally, Desire’s Cup was far more complex than humans could fathom.
Liquors condensed out of the thick fog—crystal-clear spirits, pale yellow white wine, rich red wine, turbid ale... All kinds of exquisite wines from this world obeyed Sibos’s command, falling into Desire’s Cup, blending, mixing, gathering and solidifying. In an instant, the fragrance of alcohol filled the air. If a single drop from this cup were to fall onto the city-states of the Mortal World, it would be enough to intoxicate the entire city-state for three days; should a drop fall into the ocean, all the fish in that sea area would float to the surface.
Now, Wine God Sibos intended to use all the liquor within the cup to deal with that distant woman.
He raised His hand, splashing the liquor from the cup into the wine mist, plunging the entire forest into a profound drunken stupor.
Trees that were originally large swaths of deadwood, nourished by the Desire’s fog, began to sprout anew, in an instant growing lush and leafy, the Desire’s fog awakening their desire to grow.
As for the trees that still had branches and leaves, initially, they grew wildly under the moistening of the Desire’s fog, their branches and leaves becoming so dense they nearly obscured the sun. But within a few short moments, they died from excessive growth.
Solamus stood enveloped in the wine mist.
She smelled the rich fragrance of the wine and murmured to herself,
"Desire?"
She instantly perceived the potency of the wine mist.
To incite people’s desires, to let them drown in desire—what a terrifying power.
Solamus walked through the mist of wine, the fragrance of desire’s liquor extremely intoxicating.
The potency of Desire’s fog was enough to make Divine beings of the Fourth Rank and below tremble ceaselessly and even those above the Fourth Rank to be wary.
Even the Wine God Himself couldn’t help but feel slightly inebriated.
But...
Angels have no desires.
Brilliance condensed in Solamus’s hands, and then she turned and threw it, transforming it into a spear of light in an unimaginably short amount of time, piercing through one of Wine God Sibos’s arms.
Half a second ago, Sibos had been intently watching Solamus; it was only half a second later that He realized His entire arm had been torn apart.
He couldn’t react at all!
In immense pain, Wine God Sibos let out a sharp, piercing howl, crashing from the canopy forcefully onto the ground.
The Wine God watched in disbelief as Solamus approached step by step.
Fear rose in His heart.
In His life, He had only felt this emotion twice; once was in that battle that almost destroyed the Country of Divines, and the other was now.
Facing a mere mortal, Wine God Sibos felt fear.
Throughout the process, the woman remained utterly at ease, without a hint of fatigue.
What kind of tremendous power was this?!
"Wine God Sibos, sovereign of wine and pleasure, you are the Star of the Celestial Kingdom."
Watching the Wine God struggle to rise from the ground, Solamus began to speak,
"In your eyes,
the Law of mortals is laughable and foolish, unable to constrain the Divinity of the creators.
Then, let me tell you,
the sin of your offspring is not defined by the Human Realm, but by the Divine Realm on the lofty mountains."
The Divine on the high mountains...
Wine God Sibos looked at Solamus with complete astonishment.
Among the myriad Divine beings in the Celestial Kingdom, He had never heard any Divine being referred to as "the Divine on the high mountains."
For a moment, under the shock of fear, Wine God Sibos subconsciously did not recall His own father.
All because, the era of the father was too distant from the Gods, a full four millennia. Which Divine being could ensure that they remembered things from four thousand years ago?
Moreover, the history regarding the father of the Gods had long been concealed by the earliest five Divine beings, and except for a few Divinities, no one else had understood Him.
"You say,"
"I have no right to define his sin.
Then, let me tell you,
I pass judgment not based on myself, but based on His Law."
Solamus stood like a grand judge condemning sins,
she recited the verdict of the trial,
"You ignore the Law of mortals,
"You believe the order of the Gods is above those Laws.
Then,
just as the stars are above mortals,
the Laws of Heaven are above your order."
Solamus’s voice boomed like thunder, exploding in the ears of Wine God Sibos.
Looking at this unknown mortal, Sibos’s whole body started to tremble, and in this moment, He seemed just like a powerless prisoner with no choice but to accept the judge’s sentence.
The woman before Him represented a Divine He had never known.
Moreover, she claimed
that the Divine’s Laws are above the order of all Gods!
Solamus slowly stepped back, sparing the trembling Sibos before her.
Hiris and the female ghost looked at the quivering Sibos before them, nearly scared out of their wits.
Holding two guilty souls in her hands, Solamus stepped into the brilliance and disappeared into the Secret Forest.
In the night sky, the round moon shone nearly holy in its brightness.
The moon reflects the sun’s brilliance.
Angels are reflecting the light of God.
Solamus moved through the moonlight, and in the blink of an eye, she returned to the Temple of the Water God.
After this event, once Wine God Sibos returned to the Celestial Kingdom, news of tonight’s events would surely spread.
"It seems it’s time to leave this place," Solamus murmured to herself.
This city-state would surely draw the attention of some of the Divine,
but now was not the time to reveal her identity.
Solamus, holding the two souls, slowly walked into Bennice’s room.
"Holy Maiden!"
Bennice almost jumped up.
Solamus looked at her kindly and then raised one hand, showing her the tormented female ghost in her grasp.
Seeing this, Bennice instinctively stepped back two paces.
Then, Solamus said,
"Bennice, don’t be afraid."
Upon hearing this, the girl nodded and mustered the courage to step forward a bit.
"Bennice, this female ghost occupied the Secret Forest and controlled all the springs within the forest."
Solamus softly explained to her.
Bennice asked,
"The old lady went there to exchange for spring water, didn’t she? Then why did she take me... and another Priestess there?"
Solamus did not explain, she simply said,
"That question, you should ask the old lady directly, I believe she will answer you."
Bennice nodded, somewhat understanding.
"I must go."
Hearing this, Bennice was startled and looked at Solamus in disbelief.
"Holy, Holy Maiden, what are you saying?"
Solamus continued,
"I must go, leave this city-state, and go somewhere else."
Bennice stepped forward excitedly, pressing further,
"Why? Aren’t you serving the Water God anymore?"
Solamus laughed softly,
"Bennice, I have never served the Water God.
I came here simply because I foresaw that a Divine would set foot in this place.
Now, I have obtained what I wanted,
and it is time to leave here and move on to the next place."
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