The walls of the room are covered with armor and weapons of completely different styles, designs, and materials. The owner of the secret room seems to be a collector who has a special liking for weapons.
The secret room without candlelight seemed a little dark, as if it was just an inconspicuous storage room.
But even in such a room, there is another side that is unusual and easily overlooked.
If you look down carefully, you will find that under those armors and weapons, those things scattered randomly on the ground are not worthless debris.
There were no vulgar and ordinary treasures like gold and silver coins in the room. Everything that was randomly discarded on the ground were rare things that were hard to see.
The huge fangs of unknown animals, the broken books with sword marks running through them, the gorgeous blood-stained red robes... There seems to be a different story behind each of them, making people unconsciously cast their gaze on them.
The most inconspicuous compared to these are dozens of huge pearls.
In fact, each of those pearls, which are the size of a fist and sparkle with brilliant light, were personally paid tribute by several kings of the Southern Kingdom and their descendants.
And regardless of these historical values, the pearl itself has extremely special powers, and legend has it that it can bestow mysterious powers on those who obtain it.
And every time such treasures are released to the outside world, they can stir up turmoil in a city or even a kingdom.
But now, they can only be used as decorations and stacked together randomly, like insignificant debris. Their only value is to serve as green leaves for the red flowers.
Forever and ever, it will never change.
In this unchanging secret room, it seems that no disturbance can change their status.
Click, click... crunch.
Slow footsteps sounded, and unusual sounds broke the silence and calmness of the secret room.
The heavy door was slowly pushed open, and the place was no longer isolated from the world, and time seemed to begin to flow again.
And when the light from the outside shines into the secret room, all these pearls light up brilliantly, even more dazzling than before.
A somewhat stooped figure stepped into this luxurious space without stopping.
But from beginning to end, he never looked down at the pearl on the ground, let alone stopped for a moment because of its sparkle.
Just like this, he calmly stepped over the treasures on the ground, and the old man with a kind face walked towards the deepest part of the room.
Until he reached the deepest part of the secret room and saluted respectfully towards the empty wall.
"The matters you brought to my attention and investigation have had the latest results."
Even when facing the unchanged wall, the old man's attitude did not change at all and remained humble.
"In this transaction between us and the Church of Destiny, they finally relented and confirmed the truth of the matter."
"At the same time, in accordance with your request, let at least three Archbishops of Destiny jointly swear to the gods to ensure that there are no lies in their mouths."
Thinking of the scene at that time, the old man's expression was slightly distorted, but he soon returned to calm, but the deepest confusion and fear in his eyes were still imprinted in them.
"... With their retracement, we can now draw a conclusion that the incident ten years ago was indeed as you judged."
The words stopped here. The old man seemed to be waiting for the adult's reaction and listened, but he did not hear any response.
The palms of his hands were trembling slightly, but the expression on the old man's face remained unchanged. He took a deep breath and continued:
"There is a mortal who overestimates his abilities and is trying to become a god."
Apotheosis.
And it’s a mortal who can become a god!
An extremely sensitive taboo word.
Originally, it was not unacceptable for a mortal to become a god, but it was very difficult.
Each new god needs to be recognized by other gods, or simply be promoted by the main god of the pantheon.
It is very rare for a lonely mortal to be able to become a god, and it is also very difficult.
No god would be willing to let others interfere with his territory.
This was still the case in peaceful times, let alone the current era of war-torn divine warfare.
After the silent deaths of several gods, the war situation has begun to become complicated and confusing, and no god can survive alone.
The relationship between the gods has reached a precarious level!
Even the allies in the past are only maintaining a superficial harmony at this moment, and they are just about to tear off their last face.
But now... let alone mortals becoming gods, any rash actions of the Church of Gods will be observed with the utmost caution.
And just when the old man finished thinking and was about to continue talking, a light suddenly lit up in the room.
A bright golden light lit up from the wall in front of him.
Buzz——
There was an indescribable buzzing in his ears, and red blood began to flow from the old man's mouth and nose, looking hideous and terrifying.
But he often breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, because he finally heard the voice of the gods!
He said:
【continue.】
Very good!
The Lord finally answered me!
He has not left His followers behind!
"Ahem, cough, praise my Lord!"
After coughing twice without wiping away the blood from his mouth and nose, the old man became excited and continued:
"Moreover, the secret ceremony of conferring gods failed due to interference, and unknown gods took action."
"Although I don't know who was responsible for it, I did find the remnants of angel power in the traceback, and I can confirm that at least ten high-ranking angels took action at that time."
Looking back at such a powerful angel battle group, that god must have attached great importance to destroying the canonization of gods.
"The mortal's god-canonization ceremony finally failed, and he and all the believers who supported his belief suffered backlash at that moment."
"Their bodies were destroyed by the law, and the divine origin finally returned to the world. In the process, it turned into a daytime fireworks that even mortals could see at that time."
The old man can recall the scene clearly even now.
Huge firelight fell from the sky and fell into the earth somewhere.
This change in the heaven and earth that could be observed by the entire world was thought by everyone at the time to be the death of a certain main god, but unexpectedly nothing happened in the end.
After waiting quietly for a while, and realizing that the gods seemed to have lost interest in this matter, the old man wisely changed the topic:
"Also, the group of mortals you asked me to investigate some time ago has also made new progress."
"Just one day ago, that mortal group entered the city of nobles and was officially called the [Prophet Society] by other mortals."
"Their leader is called..."
After hesitating for a moment, the old man honestly said the somewhat disrespectful name.