"Then let's call it 'Genesis,'" Dorothy thought for a mont, then raised her head and said so.
She had thought of many nas just now, such as the Declaration of Great Unity, Hamr of Truth, and so on, but in the end, she chose this one.
After all, the first ti she appeared in front of the Moon Rabbits as the Moon Goddess had been at the Creation of the World, and the goal of the Moon Worship Cult was to create and construct a beautiful new world where everyone could be happy. Therefore, the na was surprisingly suitable.
"'Genesis,' huh? That's a nice na," Ruthfiel muttered the na to herself, then nodded.
She had been quite worried that her young mistress would again have a fit and give this precious Destined Canon an odd and weird na. Now, she was relieved. She quite liked the na 'Genesis'—it sounded grand, and its prestige was not low, not inferior to the Gospel or Revelations.
anwhile, the three Moon Rabbits by their side had also co to their senses.
Sidwell, the rash rabbit, still didn't quite understand, but she did realize the value of the hamr in her hand, and now she didn't dare to move her grip randomly, for fear she might carelessly damage this sacred relic.
And if she didn't understand, old hands such as the High Priest and the Knight Commander had already grasped the treasure that 'Genesis' represented. After all, it was the key to the success of the Angel and Angel Witch Races, and now the Moon Rabbits also had it—didn't that an that under Lord Moon God's guidance, their Moon Rabbit Race could also march towards the sa glory as the Calamity Race?
Thinking of this, the eyes of the two Moon Rabbit elites turned even redder than before. They trembled as they watched their young Queen holding the hamr, quickly stepping forward one to the left and one to the right to support her.
The three Moon Rabbits carefully placed the Canon Hamr on the coffee table and even padded a few layers of True Dragon Skin beneath it, as if they were afraid of neglecting this sacred relic.
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Dorothy looked on, sowhat speechless.
My goodness, it's just an Engineering Hamr. Its only redeeming feature is sturdiness and durability; is there really a need to be so protective? It's not like it's fragile—hamrs are ant to hit things, right?
She pulled out a Fruit of Wisdom from her magic bag, a type of nut similar to walnuts from her previous life. It ca from a magical plant known as the Tree of Wisdom. Eating it could increase wisdom, leading to enlightennt and Inspiration.
The Hobody Witch lifted the 'Genesis' and cracked open these Fruits of Wisdom with a few clacks, then divided the flesh among everyone.
"Here, everyone, try these Sacred Instrunt-blessed Fruits of Wisdom and see if they taste any better," she said with a smile.
Upon this, everyone was sowhat speechless,
The three Moon Rabbits dared not even express anger at their Moon Goddess, only twitching at the corners of their eyes as they watched this capricious deity, consoling themselves with the thought that as long as the Moon Goddess was happy, all was good.
anwhile, Miss Fallen Angel was already grinding her teeth. After all, she was a clergy mber who had long been managing the faith of the Church; the act of using a Sacred Instrunt of Fate to smash a Fruit of Wisdom seed to her nothing short of profanity, causing her blood pressure to soar.
What a waste of heavenly gifts—if there's such a thing as destiny, then it must be blind. How could soone so wasteful like the young mistress be favored by destiny?
At this mont, Ruthfiel profoundly understood the disparity in Fate: she, a devout Explorer of the path of Fate and a Follower of Fate, was ignored by destiny, while the young mistress, who disregarded destiny, was warmly welcod by Fate with open arms.
If there truly were a deity in control of destiny, then she must be a tease and a masochist.
This was the resentful and an-spirited thought that ran through Miss Fallen Angel's mind.
Although speechless, everyone still stretched out their hands to receive the Fruits of Wisdom from Dorothy, after all, what was done was done, and what had happened couldn't be changed. So, might as well try and see if the Fruits of Wisdom that had been consecrated by the Destined Canon actually had any miraculous effects.
However, to their disappointnt, the Fruits of Wisdom didn't gain any amazing special effects. But everyone felt inexplicably that the fruit tasted even more delicious, though they understood this was a psychological illusion, like how so people think that the air in another world is sweet.
emmm... Although so other worlds truly have sweet air, such as those made up of culinary delights.
"Alright, stop staring at that broken hamr. It's just an external tool, no matter how good it is. Comrades, let's not forget the path beneath our feet, and don't be led astray by a hamr. No matter how many prefixes it has, it's still just a hamr."
While munching on the Fruits of Wisdom, Dorothy said with a smile.
She wasn't really too concerned with the Genesis. Although Ruthfiel had said it could establish a faith kingdom, it was only a possibility, and actually building it would be exhausting. Besides, Dorothy didn't have such grand ambitions.
Whether or not she could maximize the use of the Destined Canon wasn't her main concern, as long as she could save the Moon Rabbits and allow them to escape their doomsday and live happily ever after.
Upon hearing her words, everyone seed thoughtful.
"Alright, Ruthfiel, we've got the canon now, what else do we need to prepare?"
The Hobody Witch turned her gaze back to Miss Fallen Angel.
"Next there isn't much else, just so allocation of religious duties and establishing the rites. I'll help you design those."
Ruthfiel sighed. She was no longer worried as before; after all, this young lady had even managed to co up with the Destined Canon. She was born to be involved with religion, a fine material for playing with faith.
"Elders, I'm counting on your guidance for the coming ti."
Miss Fallen Angel didn't look back at her young mistress. Instead, she turned to the High Priest and the Knight Commander, saying so.
She knew that her young mistress didn't like managing such trivial matters and that the Moon Rabbit Queen looked not so bright, so Ruthfiel directly addressed these two prominent Moon Rabbits.
She could tell at a glance that they were the ones who ran the Moon Rabbit Tribe's affairs, so she went ahead and coordinated the cult affairs directly with these two elders.
"Not at all, it's us who will be troubled by you, miss," the High Priest and Knight Commander replied eagerly, with smiles.
"Well then, I'll leave this in your capable hands. Sidwell, co help with the idol preparation," Dorothy nodded and said, looking at Miss Moon Rabbit.
"Yes, my queen," Sidwell nodded.
So, Dorothy picked up the Genesis, and the two of them went to the outskirts of the Royal Palace.
...Each to their own duty...
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