"Previously, my wife accidentally discovered a strange temple in a cave at the depths of the Sea Trench where no seawater reached. Below the temple was an abyss that seed bottomless, leading to sowhere very deep, with many unknown black substances hanging above. I indeed felt a bit uneasy. When I went to the East Continent before, I read their ancient texts but found nothing useful, so I ca to the Holy Land to visit the Wisdom Vortex on the Sixth Day to see if the angels knew what lay deep within that odd palace..."
Fisher opened his mouth, and the attentive expression he had before gradually turned abstract, finally transforming into a dismissive look as if saying, "Is that all?"
"Did you... have you tried communicating with the voice in your minds?"
"Ahem, except for my wife, who loudly cursed that voice, the rest of us dared not respond, fearing so curse or the like..."
As Fisher listened, he felt increasingly familiar with the situation. Moli had once introduced him to that temple within the Sea Trench, and he rembered that the Whale-man Species had to visit there regularly for offerings. With this understanding, the origin of the mysterious palace and the voice in the Whale-n’s minds beca clearer.
That palace was a temple dedicated to Ramasitia, although Moli had not ntioned who built it. Regardless, the palace had been there since the Whale-man Species arrived, and at the bottom of the abyss beneath it lay the body of the Ramasitia Main God. Over the ages, only Xuan Can seed to have faced it directly.
However, considering the current ti, it’s at least nine thousand years since my era, and I don’t know if that renowned Moli’s Mother has been born yet.
"Then there’s nothing more to say."
Watching Fisher, who had suddenly lost interest, the puzzled Hooked kiss glanced around before asked in a low voice,
"Wait, do you know what that presence talking to us is? And do you know the origins of that palace?"
"Yes, it ans you no harm, quite the contrary. It probably likes you a lot, considering you’re the only ones who can hear it. Actually, you’ll know the truth if you speak to it directly; there’s no need to travel all the way to the Holy Land. The temple is dedicated to it, and its body is below, so you’d better not go down there. Ordinarily, you can offer so items..."
"It?"
Upon hearing this word, distinct from any other term, the smile on Hooked kiss’s face turned ever more helpless.
He seed to realize that his tribe might have settled on top of the great Main God’s head, but he was still unsure of the attitude that Fisher spoke of regarding his tribe.
Yet, this was already considered good news, as he ca to the Holy Land precisely to obtain this answer.
Tangze Asuka, though still not understanding most of it, no longer rejected this world after her conversation with Fisher that evening. At least she silently morized so terms about this world; for instance, now she roughly knew that the Whale-man Species seed to live in the deep sea.
"Lord Michael, you’ve returned from the Sixth Day, just in ti as I have sothing to report to you."
When Helair brought Fisher and the others back to Michael’s forge, they found themselves surprised as Mikhail was also there. Seeing Fisher and others enter, he greeted them, clearly not his first ti here.
Michael sat in his place, with the prosthetic hand and eyeball removed from Mikhail placed beside him, and looked at Helair, saying,
"The Elf King’s Longevity?"
"Indeed, sixty years have passed, and in about a month, it will be the Elf King’s sixtieth anniversary again. Moreover, according to Lord Remiel’s observations on the first day, there seems to be so change in Jianmu Palace, which has been closed for a long ti. Perhaps we can take the opportunity to investigate?"
Helair recounted Sariel’s intelligence to Michael. Michael rested his chin on his hand and sneered, looking at Helair and saying,
"Remiel and Sariel are two peas in a pod; what Remiel says is as if Sariel said it too. She also wants that teardrop. Dream on."
"Then I’ll refuse Lord Sariel, Lord Michael."
Helair said so without hesitation, like a weathervane, but Michael did not imdiately give confirmation; he rely glanced at the three people behind her and asked,
"Are you the envoy this ti?"
"Yes, indeed."
"... It’s quite a troubleso task you’ve taken on. If I’m not mistaken, Sariel will surely want these three to go with you. With these few non-Mythical Level followers, exploration of Jianmu Palace will be a bit easier... I agree to this, and I will provide you with help. All you need to do is bring back the information, and I will contest with Sariel over the teardrop. But there’s one condition: take him along."
Michael pointed at the sowhat surprised Mikhail, then explained expressionlessly,
"Bringing one of my people would be more suitable. If there’s any intelligence, I can know it imdiately..."
Mikhail gave Michael a wry smile and said helplessly,
"I’ve already built the lathe for you. It can now automatically create products from our world, the agreent is complete. You should let go free."
Michael smiled and pointed outside at the enormous planet, saying,
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