Chapter 262 Battle of the Hundred Gods: Blessings from God of All Things
Alan's figure blurred, and in a flash, he was right in front of the sickly-looking guy.
It wasn't teleportation. It was just the God of the Undead's blessing, mixed with Alan's own speed.
"Hey, you got the pre-quest scroll for the Blessing of the Gods?"
The sickly guy grinned, "Yeah, I do, but I'm not giving it to you."
Before Alan could react, the guy crushed a pitch-black bead, and darkness swallowed him up. In the next second, he was gone.
Alan sighed, a bit bummed, and turned to Lysander, "You alright?"
"I'm good, just feeling a bit weak," Lysander forced a smile. "You should handle your stuff before it gets messy."
"Got it." Alan used the Royal Portal to bring Dashiell to the altar in Snow City. "Let's roll."
Dashiell looked around nervously, clearly worried someone might jump out and kill him.
"Come on, let's move. If we hang around, something bad might really happen," Alan urged.
Dashiell nodded and finally stepped into the resurrection altar, choosing to head to the Vast Continent.
As the light flickered, the task on the pre-quest scroll for the Blessing of the Gods involving Dashiell was finally done.
"Finally!" Alan stretched, feeling refreshed, as if even the air smelled better.
Of course, Alan didn't rush to use the Blessing of the Gods.
He stepped forward and returned to the Ashford Family through the Royal Portal.
Ambrose was still there.
Alan pulled out the pre-quest scroll for the Blessing of the Gods that Ambrose had issued.
"Your turn now."
Alan wanted to make sure everything was perfect.
Plus, Alan never turned down good stuff like the Blessing of the Gods.
Ambrose's face went pale.
"You think I'll help you? I'm not a fool like Dashiell; you got nothing on me."
Alan's face darkened a bit. "I'm giving you a chance, and you insult me? Think I won't kill you?"
Ambrose said, "Go ahead, if I even flinch, I'm not a man."
Alan scratched his ear and suddenly said, "You know, I've noticed something. In your Chaos Territory, besides Blood Crow Ancient City, there aren't any brothels."
"Brothels?" Ambrose was confused. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Alan said, "And there are hardly any women in your Chaos Territory."
Alan first noticed the lack of priests in Chaos Territory.
Then he realized there were also very few women.
Given the chaos in Chaos Territory, it made sense.
In such a messed-up place, the fate of ordinary women was grim.
They either died or left, so naturally, there were few left.
As for Blood Crow Ancient City, it was probably because of Kenneth, a noble from Stellaria.
And it seemed Kenneth had only recently opened it to raise funds after Stellaria was destroyed.
"Why are you bringing this up?" Ambrose asked, his voice low. "Even if Chaos Territory lacks women, I won't be lacking."
Alan chuckled, "I'm not here to argue. Just hang tight; I need to try something."
With that, Alan took out the pre-quest scroll for the Blessing of the Gods that Dashiell had given him.
[Use the Blessing of the Gods.]
[Ding, the gods are bestowing their blessings upon you.]
Alan's breathing sped up.
He was just one blessing away from a god of the Jinse Empire.
'Please, please don't let anything go wrong. No gods from other countries, no repeats from the Jinse Empire. It has to be a new god from the Jinse Empire!' he thought.
But the more Alan worried, the more the blessing seemed to get stuck, with no further prompts.
Alan muttered, "What's going on? It used to tell me right away which god was blessing me. Why nothing now?"
Alan started to panic. This was a critical moment, but the blessing was stuck.
"Master, I sense some ancient powers," the voice of the God of the Undead echoed in Alan's mind.
Before Alan could respond, a muffled sound came from the sky.
A dark red beam of light gathered in the sky, about to descend on Alan.
But then, a deep blue beam of light appeared, blocking the dark red beam.
The two beams clashed in the sky, seemingly competing to bless Alan.
Then, more beams of light appeared one after another.
More and more beams showed up, making the entire sky colorful.
These beams were all restraining each other, competing for the right to descend.
The phenomenon in the sky alarmed many people, including players and local NPCs.
In Siren City, Lysander looked deeply at the sky, his expression extremely serious.
"A hundred gods competing—such a scene hasn't been witnessed in many years Usually, it only happens when a once-in-a-millennium master is born."
In the depths of the ocean, there was an island floating in the water.
On Sea God Island, a phantom figure looked up at the sky.
"Ultimately, they couldn't stop the Ice King? If that's the case, even if it means consuming my source power, I must send a blessing. If it lands on the Ice King, it can delay the revival of the Jinse Empire."
With that, the phantom figure grabbed its left pinky finger and snapped it off with a crack.
"Go, in the name of the Sea God, bless the Ice King!"
In the sky, another beam of light shot up, belonging to the Sea God.
But among the many beams, the Sea God's beam was just average.
All the beams continued to compete and intertwine, each wanting to descend.
Vaguely, two factions seemed to form, balancing and clashing with each other.
The Ashford Family.
Alan looked at the colorful clash in the sky, momentarily at a loss for words.
"There are several very ancient powers, some from the Jinse Empire, and some from other countries," the God of the Undead's shocked voice came through.
Alan's expression was serious as he gritted his teeth and asked, "Are these gods fighting each other?"
"Yes," the God of the Undead nodded. "They're going all out. I don't know which side will win."
"It must be the gods of our Jinse Empire!" Alan said firmly.
As he finished speaking, a golden light descended from the sky.
"This power belongs to Lord Zeus. He's also involved in this fight."
The golden beam representing Zeus suppressed the other beams and quickly flew towards Alan.
"No!" Alan's heart tightened.
Although Zeus was powerful, Alan didn't want a blessing from a god of another country.
Just as Zeus's golden beam was about to descend, a pure white beam shot towards Alan at an extremely fast speed.
The golden beam tried to block it but was quickly knocked away by the white beam.
At the same time, a system prompt sounded in Alan's mind.
[Ding, God of All Things is bestowing his blessing upon you...]
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