Game of the World Tree Chapter 85: Confused Uller

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A burst of bright holy light descended in the Pantheon, and three majestic figures appeared in the temple.

They were sitting on their own divine thrones, their faces could not be seen clearly, only a dazzling holy light.

A figure is golden, and behind him there seem to be countless angels of faith singing, and many creatures are worshiping.

One statue is bright gray, and there seem to be countless vague figures roaring behind him, and the sound of swords in war can be faintly heard.

The last one is silver-blue, and there seems to be countless bright stars surrounding it, peaceful and mysterious.

The entire Pantheon began to echo with ethereal hymns, and the radiance of divine power rendered the hall extremely sacred and magnificent.

Suddenly, the golden figure spoke, his voice was deep and majestic:

"There is a strange breath of divine power coming..."

However, halfway through speaking, there was a hint of surprise in His voice:

"Huh? I can't sense his divine attributes."

After hearing his words, the bright gray figure scanned the audience and said with some surprise:

"No new throne."

His voice is hoarse.

After a moment of silence, the golden figure spoke again:

"It's a new god...but he gave up leaving a mark of divine power."

After speaking, he looked at the third silver-blue figure:

"Your Majesty Rigdal, who is the true **** who will take turns in the Pantheon in the past hundred years? Why haven't we done a good job of guiding the new gods?"

The silver-blue figure was silent for a moment, looked at the bright gray figure, and said:

"It is Ullal, the **** of winter and hunting."

After listening to his words, the golden figure immediately looked at the bright gray figure, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice:

"Your Majesty Lord, Ural is your god. This is your dereliction of duty."

The bright gray figure was silent for a moment and sighed:

"I will punish him, Your Majesty Iteo."

The golden figure nodded, and then suddenly sneered:

"Uler...are you still thinking about that priesthood now?"

The bright gray figure known as Lord nodded:

"That one's priesthood is very compatible with Him. Although I have warned Him many times, I'm afraid He hasn't given up yet."

"Nature and life?"

The golden figure turned around and looked at the dim throne behind.

His eyes were focused on a certain throne engraved with flowers, plants and rattan, and his voice was filled with a hint of fear:

"It's been a thousand years, and I don't know if the curse set by that person exists..."

"Ahem."

At this time, the silver-blue figure coughed twice.

His voice was filled with dissatisfaction:

"Your Majesty Iteo, you should remember the agreement we made thousands of years ago. That person has fallen. What the world of Sagas needs now is to recuperate..."

"With the current energy level of the Segas world, it cannot support our arrival, and its plane origin cannot withstand major interference."

"As for that person's true identity... I have said it many times. He is too deeply involved with the plane of Segas. The gods cannot take action against him until the origin of the plane of Segas is restored. Or maybe ..."

His words changed with a hint of ridicule:

"You want Segas' world to collapse?"

"Humph!"

The golden figure snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Just a moment later, He let out a soft cry:

"Huh? The magic power of Segas' world has increased?"

The silver-blue figure nodded:

"It has been promoted. It has been a thousand years. Although it is much faster than my prediction, it is indeed time for the Sighes plane to recover its origin."

The golden figure was silent for a moment and looked at the silver-blue figure again:

"Your Majesty Rigdal, I don't know what your plans are, but our agreement thousands of years ago will not change."

After speaking, He stood up from the throne with a deep and powerful voice:

"All existences that threaten the gods must be completely eradicated!"

Then, He said to the bright gray figure again:

"Your Majesty Lord Lord, please tell Ullr to ask him to find the new true **** as soon as possible and introduce him into the Pantheon."

After saying that, a bright light bloomed from his body, and then the entire figure slowly disappeared.

The other two figures looked at each other and then returned.

Pantheon, peace has returned again.

……

Heaven.

In a small temple of approximately 10 million square kilometers, countless petitioners are praying fervently.

In the center of the Kingdom of God, there is a towering snow-capped mountain with a silver temple on it.

In the temple, a majestic figure shrouded in holy light was playing with an exquisite divine bow.

Suddenly, something moved in his heart, and he stretched out his hand to move outward.

I saw a silver ball of light flying into his hand, and when he touched it, an angry roar suddenly resounded in the temple:

"Uler! A true **** has been born! You will be on duty for the next hundred years! You should locate the new true **** as soon as possible and introduce him to the Pantheon! In addition, if you neglect your duties, the time will be extended for another hundred years as a punishment. !"

Uler:...

Taking a deep breath, He stood up from the throne and bowed slightly in one direction:

“I will obey the oracle of the Lord God.”

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After hearing His words, the silver light group seemed very satisfied and slowly disappeared.

Uler breathed a sigh of relief and said with some annoyance:

"I didn't expect that a true **** would be born..."

A new true **** has not appeared in the Segas universe for thousands of years, so he relaxed his guard, but he didn't expect to hit the muzzle of the gun.

As if thinking of something, Uler looked towards the direction of the light ball and snorted unconvincingly:

"Hmph...if I had mastered nature and life, how could I succumb to obeying God?"

As the youngest and most potential (self-proclaimed) new true **** in thousands of years, he has always wanted to be independent and have his own **** system. Unfortunately, the orcs are too weak, and his priesthood is too weak. Too weak...

“I don’t know how well those believers are doing their investigation, but there is still no news for so long...”

Uler put down his divine bow and walked around the temple impatiently.

Suddenly, something moved in his heart:

"Huh?"

I saw Him stop and wave gently to the outside of the temple.

Soon, a thin half-orc soul floated over.

That was an old half-orc, wearing sheep's clothing, and he was a priest.

If Demacia were here, they would find that he was the unlucky guy who was stabbed to death by the lunch box.

Uler narrowed his eyes, and then placed his hand on the head of the priest's soul.

In an instant, scenes were displayed in the temple...

That was the life experience of a priest.

Priests are different from other believers.

When becoming a priest, an intelligent creature is equivalent to completely opening its soul to the true God.

In this case, once an intelligent creature dies, his memory will be protected by the power of the true god, and the soul will still have the memory of his life after he ascends to the kingdom of God.

And the true **** can also read his memory!

This is the real reason why Eve wants to guard against the priests of Ullal!

As the memory was read, Uler's expression changed from expectation to solemnity, and then from solemnity to confusion...

After a moment, he put down his hand and murmured in a daze:

"Seven Dragon Balls? Mangekyō Sharingan? One Piece's treasure?"