Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 794 I, am Uranus?

On the contrary, the light of energy... or to use another adjective William likes to use, holy light... is not affected by the invisible dragon.

After all, he never cared what the outside world was like; he only wanted to maintain his pure and innocent image.

Whatever message is seen from the invisible dragon is non-existent to the Holy Light.

He wouldn't react even if Asmodeus stood before him... unless this fallen king of battle angels dared to step into the positive energy plane he maintained.

The Holy Light will expel all beings rejected by the planes of positive energy.

Since the formless dragon can change its appearance at will, if it really chooses to combine with the holy light, it can completely transform into the form that the other party prefers.

Furthermore, holy light can also transform into the form of a dragon of light.

Of course, the Holy Light simply prefers the orb form; their angelic forms are not much different from those of the Seraphim.

However, compared to the metallic appearance of the Seraphic Envoy, the Holy Light is a bit more transparent.

Wow... Both sides are playing quite the game!

It's normal for them to be attracted to each other; they can learn from each other's transformation experiences!
Although the God of Time and Space was secretly brainstorming, he still maintained his composed demeanor on the surface... Apart from William, who always said he was a bit of a brooding person, no one thought the God of Time and Space was also a gossip.

With a solemn expression, he spoke softly, "The humanoid dragon bloodline has indeed helped you a lot."

otherwise……"

Lowry was startled... Otherwise, would he, the transmigrator, be eliminated by the world's will?

The artifacts of the Mechanical Realm are indeed useless!

“Otherwise, you would have been killed by Uranus.” The God of Time and Space sighed. “Fortunately…”

"Huh?" Lowry tilted his head, his mouth slightly open, his cheeks puffed out, revealing a cute, goofy face similar to his white owl.

The God of Time and Space shed his disguise, revealing his silver eyes.

"You should know that my name, Cronus, is very troublesome. Normal people outside of Greece would never give their children such a strange name."

"This is different from the one with Almes." The god of time and space explained calmly, "Cronus, in Greek, only means time."

The fact that such a name exists is naturally because there is something wrong with me.

It was the fragment of Uranus's soul in my mind that chose this name, influencing my mortal parents.

I suppose you, who have a fairly good relationship with Armes, don't need me to explain why Uranus would do such a thing, right?

“No, no need…” Lowry answered softly.

He understood, of course, but there was no need to think about it too much, since his head was already a complete mess.

Where in him is there even a trace of Uranus's demeanor?
Even if he's skilled in air magic... he's also good at healing!
Lowry, who had suffered a sudden and severe injury, was almost ready to embrace the job of being a stay-at-home dad, which he disliked the most.

“Uranus was the last fallen one in the Greek world.” The God of Time and Space, without looking at Lori who seemed to have suffered a great blow, continued with a sigh, “And at that time, Greece had almost been completely swallowed up by the nine layers of hell.”

Even if Uranus preserved his core aura, he could not keep his soul intact.

After all, he was a dead god, only still conscious.

A gray, lifeless soul has no way to save itself.

He could only destroy himself along with the destruction of Greece.

He let his own soul fragments explode throughout the multiverse.

It carried the aura of hell.

The God of Time and Space sighed softly, "I am just one of the unlucky ones."

It took countless hardships to finally clear away the part of Uranus's soul that belonged to him.

However, some of the core brilliance within those fragments still shone upon me and helped me.

There are some things I can't just hold onto as hatred.

You're very lucky, Lori.

The God of Time and Space spoke calmly, with a hint of a smile: "Uranus has always been proud, so he always chooses the best hosts."

But to be so outstanding as to awaken the highest level of angelic bloodline... and then to completely eradicate his meager soul consciousness as an evil force... that's enough... ha~
Therefore, don't get too close to the Greek gods; they were truly unlucky and rejected by all fate.

Although Almes seemed to be doing better because of Tagore's blessing, it seems he also encountered some strange gods in the starry sky who also gave him blessings.

However, if he were to do something related to other Greek gods, there would certainly be many twists and turns.

Never count on him.

“You…” Lowry looked up in surprise, “No, you came here to see him?”

“What I’m doing here is detrimental to the Greek gods,” the God of Time and Space said frankly. “Of course, no problem.”

I guarantee that when he can't cast any spells, he'll be able to succeed at whatever I ask him to do.

He wanted to save Zeus, but only the most brutal and ruthless methods offered a sliver of hope. To keep that guy as the ruler of Olympia… ha! Even Armes himself couldn't do that.

He probably knew it himself, which is why his efforts have always been in such an unorthodox direction.

Lori nodded in surprise... So, you guys who came to Armies to do things are all here with the intention of having a negative impact, right?

If Armes were to back out at the last minute, he would likely only end up with a worse outcome.

Hmm... those guys who play tactics, they're definitely cunning.

This kind of filth has nothing to do with justice or evil.

It's mainly used to contrast with his pure white child.

The God of Time and Space glanced at Lori, whose emotions had stabilized considerably and who even had the mood to mutter to himself, and admired his composure.

This child is so frank!
If it were anyone else, hearing that their soul had been parasitized by a being of Uranus's caliber, even if they heard that everything was alright now, they would definitely feel tense.

Surprisingly, Lowry recovered so quickly. She even had the mind to discuss Armies' condition.

The God of Time and Space actually quite admires this child.

Although they were not related by blood, they shared a closer spiritual bond through Uranus.

Similar eyes prove everything.

Seeing that Lori could now look him in the eye, the God of Time smiled slightly and returned to his previous appearance: "I prefer to go out looking like this."

"It's not about roses... Don't cause trouble, William."

He said sternly, then softened his voice: "I was just talking to William."

You probably know him too.

That was my closest companion. Although he was a bit unreliable, he was still a good person... with principles.

If you ever travel in the future and encounter trouble in a world inhabited by the undead, you can ask him for help.

We're practically relatives, no need to be so polite.

Lowry nodded blankly... That sounded just like a homeroom teacher!
He wasn't the kind of child who was sensible from the start. When he discovered his parents' favoritism and felt helpless, he even considered using some less-than-ideal means to retaliate... After all, in that godforsaken place, people were surprisingly concerned about their reputation.

Although he used phrases like "eldest son" and "eldest grandson" to embellish his image, everyone knew what the truth was.

Lowry was able to enjoy even the most basic benefits thanks to the efforts of his predecessors who were in similar circumstances.

Whether it's striving upwards, struggling downwards, or simply giving up entirely, this feudal little town has chosen to prioritize saving face.

Even if every family is doing the same thing, those who do the worst will be met with the most merciless ridicule and exclusion.

It seems that by ignoring the criticism and gossip of those people, he has done nothing wrong.

Lowry later realized that it was really foolish to risk her future to damage someone else's reputation.

But at that time, he was just a junior high school student.

Having just realized my predicament, I was filled with grief and indignation, but I didn't know where to direct my anger.

Fortunately, his homeroom teacher had worked in this godforsaken place for decades and had extremely rich experience... As soon as Lowry started to get cocky, he knew what was going on.

Then, using extremely forceful methods, Lowry was forced to face reality and plunged into a frenzy of coding practice, leaving him no time to think about those trivial matters.

Once that emotion subsided and he saw his friends who were doing practice problems together, Lowry quickly gave up on that pointless anger... He practiced until he was numb and felt nothing anymore.

Once he overcame that state and got into the best high school, Lowry had calmed down.

Especially after discovering that if he didn't care about anything, he could easily leave his hometown and stop breathing that rotten coffin smell... Although he went far away, Lowry would send his teacher a Teacher's Day gift every year.

Not much: a painting documenting his growth, plus a large bag of tasty candies.

Too many is not allowed; the teacher will return them and will also make sarcastic remarks by name in the class group.

But he would accept the sweetness. The teacher was getting old and couldn't wield the pointer as easily anymore. The children were also different from when they were young, and were more impulsive. So he began to learn how to use both gentle and firm approaches, and to move them with emotion.

The candies that Lowry could only buy in big cities were pretty good.

It's not that shopping websites are unusable.

Rather, sometimes, whether or not you know about these sugars is the most important thing.

How many people would look at expensive items that aren't on any lists or that they've never heard of when buying food?

His homeroom teacher spoke in a strangely similar tone to this god of time and space.

So even though Lowry suddenly felt a deep resentment that he didn't know where it came from, as if he wanted to blow something up or destroy something, he suppressed it fiercely when he discovered this subtle similarity.

He had no way of venting his resentment on such an older generation.

"You really are a good child." The God of Time and Space looked at Lori with admiration, who was composed and self-controlled and seemed to have completely resolved those accidents and lingering resentments. "You were able to clean up the lingering resentment of Uranus that I had awakened on your own."

what?
(End of this chapter)