"Sorry, I didn't come to say hello until this moment."
"No," Athetana said as she walked. "For us, time is just a scale that cannot be filled."
The two gods walked side by side through the black valley road, like two old friends who had not seen each other for a long time. The atmosphere was full of the flavor of time.
Athetana glanced sideways at Urs and sighed: "Hundreds of years have passed, and you seem to have not changed at all."
"How could it be," the exiled demon god spread his hands and smiled jokingly, "I am no longer a second-level god, and I was tricked by the mechanics. Now all brave men who see humans have to go around. "
Athetana lowered her head slightly, knowing that he understood but deliberately avoided it and said nothing more.
"Here we are, I have nothing to entertain you here, I hope you don't mind."
When they arrived at the Mother Goddess' tent at the deepest part of the valley, the two of them were still quite far away from the door when they heard a strange sound coming from inside.
"Za—fish, smelly—fish—"
"Boxes, boxes, boxes, boxes..."
Two gods: "..."
Athetana's face froze, what is Lovely?
She turned around, met Urs's equally stiff gaze, smiled and said, "It's better not to disturb them now, let's go to another tent."
"Okay." Urs smiled without any worries.
If you think about it for a moment, you will know who the other person is inside.
He has so many hobbies...
Arriving at Ahu Lily's tent, Athetana asked Urs to wait at the door while she opened the tent and went in first.
"Lily, are you...?"
After taking two steps, her words got stuck in her throat.
Lily, you...
Hearing the sound, Ahu Lily was startled, and she quickly let go of her covering socks, stood up from the boots on the ground, and walked away with a look of grievance and confusion on her face.
"Ouch..."
Athetana sighed softly.
"Lily, don't feel guilty about this. This is the nature engraved in our bodies. I will teach you some methods another day, so I won't disturb you now."
Exiting with an inclusive tone, Athetana faced Urs and could only shake her head to apologize.
"There's nothing to be sorry for," Urs smiled, "But I'm curious, is the situation inside also because of that person?"
"I think it should be... to a certain extent, then there is no need to confirm the remaining tent."
"No, let's go," Urs laughed. "In a long time, such interesting things don't happen often."
Athetana sighed, "Since you insist."
Arriving at the remaining tent, Urs remained outside at a distance, and Athetana stepped forward and approached the door.
"Vermeer, are you there?"
No one responded. She walked in and took a look, and saw Vermeer squatting alone in the corner, drawing circles on the carpet.
Athetana: "?"
Soon she heard the other party's whispers——
"Why did I still get electrocuted after kissing..."
"What went wrong..."
"But this seems pretty good..."
"Hey hey hey..."
Athetana: "..."
What has happened?
Walking out of the tent with a helpless look on her face, and facing Urs's eyes, Athetana conveyed her meaning without having to speak.
"Then he really disturbed your peace here," Urs smiled, "Maybe it is because of the short lifespan that human beings always pursue their desires."
And God pursues eternal ideals.
The conversation from hundreds of years ago came to Athetana's mind. Now that the orcs have ushered in a new beginning, how close is the exiled demon in front of her to that empty ideal?
"Come with me, there may be a place more suitable for reminiscing."
After Athetana finished speaking, she activated her divine power with her palm and opened a migration gate made of animal bones and furs. The two of them stepped in one after another and reached the peak of the Wailing Valley.
Facing the setting sun on the plain in the distance, Urs looked at the warm land that had not been ravaged by war, reflected in orange-red under the afterglow of the setting sun. The weeds on the ground are struggling to absorb the last ray of light before the dark night, so that they can spend a strong winter in the gradually cold weather.
While he was gazing at the scenery, Athetana had already set out the wine glasses and entertained his friend with the longest wine brewed by the orcs.
Time passed unconsciously, and after the two gods chatted for a while, the sunset completely sank into the ground, and a bright moon hung in the night sky.
"Next, you are planning to recover the scattered demonic power." Athetana said.
"Yes," Urs responded without hesitation, "I have quietly taken back that part of your people. As for the Mechanicus Cult - they will regret messing with me."
As a high-ranking demon god himself, he can clearly sense where his scattered power is. Those mechanical believers who possess scattered divine power will have no way of escaping.
"Don't forget the conditions for your agreement to help," Athetana reminded. "The power supply for all the orcs in the Wailing Valley for twenty years after they reach adulthood. You should know that no matter the outcome, the deal with the devil must abide by the contract."
Urs nodded understandingly, "Ah, I will. Although I didn't help much, I deserve it."
Hearing his tone, Athetana frowned. This familiar feeling of being conceited when lying, would he...
With only the last sip of wine left, Urs swung the glass and stood up.
"Come on, it's getting late, so you can't be dragged here by me all the time," Urs smiled modestly, "When I regain my strength, I will come to visit you occasionally."
Athetana also stood up.
"Then I hope this can also become a harbor for you to dock."
The two gods clinked glasses and took the last sip of wine. Urs tore open the purple portal and said goodbye.
However, after he left, the entire valley was suddenly shrouded in a light purple barrier, with the aura of protection from high-ranking gods.
It doesn’t take much confirmation to understand.
The power of all the orcs for twenty years after they reach adulthood will be provided to this protective barrier set up by the high-ranking demon god using his past power as the final guarantee if the situation becomes irreversible.
Athetana looked at this scene and sighed slightly in the wind.
"You are truly the most unlikeable demon god I have ever seen."
…
Returning to the empty tent of the Mother Goddess, Athetana found Rowe and Vermeer.
"Um... what's outside?" Wei Mier looked puzzled. She clearly felt that the entire valley was in a barrier, like the kind of ritual protection used in major temples.
Luo Wei knew that this was Urs's handiwork.
In the game, there is no acting. After Lovely was taken away by the orcs, Ryan led the team to defeat the orcs. With the help of Vermeer and Shaye, he forced them to retreat and persuaded the orcs who failed to recover most of them. Athetana, whose body and strength were extremely incomplete, rescued the princess.
In this case, Lovely did not establish a territorial relationship with the orcs. Later, the Netes Tribal Nation, which was established by the tribesmen led by Athetana, was established under the protective barrier of Urs using the power of the second-level god. Struggling to hold on.
Even if many branches of Athetana were deliberately made later, it could not have much impact on this result.
What surprises Rowe now is that the situation has become completely different now. The Wailing Valley has become Loveli's territory, and Athetana is strong enough to deal with challenges below gods, but Urs still chooses to use him. The power of limited times, coupled with this last insurance.
Should I call it idealism?
After Athetana briefly explained, she stretched out her hand to bring the two of them closer.
"Before you leave, I have one more gift I want to give you."
She slowly took their hands, put Rowe's hand on Vermeer's, and then covered them with her green palms.
Vermeer hesitated for a moment.
Martha said that holding hands should be the first step in the normal development of a relationship, and between the two...
Hmm...I just feel like the order isn't quite right.
"I hope this will make your future journey smoother."
Athetana said slowly.
"At the same time, I also hope that you can come back anytime you want," she said with a gentle smile on her face, "no matter how many times, I will entertain you well."
Green light emerged from the hands holding the two of them. Luo Wei and Wei Mier felt an influx of divine power and looked at each other at the same time.
On the backs of their hands, two identical divine power marks gradually formed.
As if between each other.
Some kind of connection was established.
