Storm of Gods

Chapter 142 Crab Cage
The head of the funeral procession had a tough time, but the members of the Round Table were doing quite well. Taurus Cantona, who had recovered from his injuries after cleaning up his own house, was about to activate his third life star. However, he was not in a hurry. Every activation of a life star was preceded by a sign, and such an opportunity was extremely precious. One would gain power when the life star was activated, but it was not guaranteed. There was a possibility of failure, which would mean a permanent waste of an opportunity.

As Mr. Cancer said, each opening of a Divine Relic's Destiny Star is accompanied by a great opportunity. Seizing it is the key to benefiting from the Divine Relic; missing it is a waste. The third Destiny Star represents "Lifespan," not just a simple lifespan. In order to stably obtain Lifespan and have the power to support the use of stronger forces later, this Destiny Star must be obtained; otherwise, it will be impossible to support the understanding of the Divine Relic later.

The familiar Minas Tirith, now Cantona dressed as a bearded merchant, his former maturity and decisiveness gone, replaced by a chubby, mercenary air. He had returned to obtain a potion that could reliably grant him the lifespan of the third life star. Coming to the territory of the Underworld Church was certainly risky, and his old friends probably didn't want to see him.

Cantona ate his hard bread amidst the bustling noise of the morning market, but to him it was the sound of another world, a world where everything required power to maintain and achieve.

Just then, a man sat down opposite Cantona. "My fearless brother, may I have some venison?"

Cantona looked at the middle-aged man in a gray robe with a stiff expression. "Business is tough right now, and I'm also broke. I'm afraid I can't afford to hire him."

"Then you are truly guilty of grave sins. Why don't you just die?" The gray-robed man with the zombie-like face had a somewhat eerie look in his eyes.

“All men must die, so wouldn’t that be too easy on me?” Cantona said, eating slowly.

The zombie-faced man forced a smile that was uglier than a grimace. "Come with me."

Cantona nodded, and the zombie-faced man also stood up, put on his hat, and the two quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Deadwood Monastery.

Estella had finished her morning prayers. The morning light shone on the Deadwood Monastery, dispelling the mist and adding a touch of warmth to the ancient monastery. Chris had vanished somewhere; she herself came from the Deadwood Monastery and held a high position in this ancient holy site.

Estella made a vow to the Virgin Mary. She thought about it and concluded that the Zodiac Chart was probably not an artifact of the Earth Mother Goddess, but more like that of the Supreme God, otherwise it would not be compatible with so many different beliefs.

Perhaps due to the conflict of power between the Earth Mother Goddess and the God of the Underworld, Estella could sense that Mr. Taurus worshipped the God of the Underworld. However, strangely, Mr. Gemini and Mr. Cancer could not sense it. And then there was the newcomer, Mr. Leo. The Misty Continent, the Triad God, I've never heard of them. It's amazing. Is there such a place?
Although her body was churning with turmoil, Estella remained remarkably calm on the surface until Sister Alassa appeared. Looking at the nun's serene face, Estella stuck out her tongue and said, "Master."

Sister Alaska gently shook her head. "Your heart is never at peace."

“Master, I was wrong.” Estella dared not pretend in front of Sister Alassa.

Sister Alaska smiled slightly, "It's not about right or wrong. How can someone your age have such a calm mind?"

“But Senior Sister Jialan can do it, Master is being biased!” Estella said coquettishly.

“You are different from Jialan; you have taken different paths.” Alassa looked at Estella, a hint of worry in her loving eyes.

"Master, both Senior Sister Jialan and I are chosen by the gods, so what's the difference?"

“Everyone’s path and destiny are different. This is true for you, for Garan, and for Montcarette,” the nun said. “Today your lessons are in the Hall of All Life, where you can find peace of mind. If you can do so, you can choose one item to take with you.”

"Ah, Master, really?" Estella asked excitedly.

The dome of the Hall of All Life is exactly the same as the Zodiac Star Chart. It is very large and contains all sorts of strange objects, some of which are sealed. Estella is very curious, but she still dares not touch anything in the Hall of All Life. As for the Zodiac Star Chart, it was a complete accident. Who would have thought that it would move while she was praying?

That's more like it. Going to the Hall of Ten Thousand Lives to fulfill your vow is the real way to do so. You'll get a new reward even before you've fulfilled your vow.

“Estella, everything in the Palace of All Life has a unique meaning and power, but it also carries karma. Using or inheriting its power also means inheriting its karma. You must understand this,” Alassa said.

“Master, I know, but if we don’t experience anything in life, then why do we live?” Estella was not afraid at all. She was a chosen one of the gods, protected by the gods, and had nothing to fear. “Don’t be so confident. First, you must calm your mind. You can’t do that if you can’t,” the nun said. “In the past hundred years, only six people in the entire monastery have been able to take anything from the Temple of All Life.”

"Master, who are they? Are they very powerful and special? Are there any celebrities among them?" Estella asked like a curious child. She couldn't pretend to be well-behaved in the palace because her profession was princess, but once she was in the convent, she would become Estella again.

Alassa seemed to be lost in thought as well. She had lived through a long period of time and had too many people and things in her memory. The warm morning light shone on Alassa, and Estella also felt the passage of time and even felt a sense of wear and tear.

"I'm getting old, my memory is fading, go quickly."

"Okay, Master, I love you the most. I will definitely succeed. You have to help me choose one then!" Estella held the nun's hand and used her invincible charm. How to put it, in this barren monastery, it felt like only two people were full of life: one was Garan, and the other was her. However, neither of them were often in the monastery.

Estella knew this secret. Although Garan was also her master's disciple, she didn't stay here all day like the other nuns. She would leave from time to time to see the world. Given her senior sister's situation, she should have caused a great stir wherever she went, but this happened only occasionally, and there were very few detailed accounts.

This shows that Garan has a very powerful method of disguise, which is exactly what Estella wants; she is no longer satisfied with staying in the palace all day.

. . .

In the distant city of Longjing, Christian had already begun the happiest time of his day. He opened his beloved red notebook, with a copy of Luther's autobiography on the upper left corner of the table and a steaming cup of black coffee on the right, with a thin layer of crema floating on the surface. However, Christian's attention was entirely on the diary.

"It's been a long time. I can feel the passion in Miss Aries' eyes. Indeed, distance makes the heart grow fonder."

"A strange newcomer arrived, Gemini set a bad precedent, and Leo followed suit, lowering the level of the roundtable. He should be called the Lion Dog."

As he wrote, Christian stopped writing, amused by his own talent and humor.

"The Misty Continent sounds a bit like the Lost World. All four of them speak Hera fluently, but there are still differences in the details. Taurus has a church-like accent, a guild and a church, so the story must be quite rich. Aries has the most beautiful voice, and her Hera is the most poetic. Leo has a rustic accent, which is definitely not what a nobleman should have. Gemini is a bit of a surprise. He speaks very well, but he doesn't seem to understand it."

"I should establish my dominance in the roundtable as soon as possible. Miss Aries has already started to idolize me. Actually, I would prefer her to maintain her independent personality and not be infatuated with my charm."

……

There are too many people and gods who make the rules in this world, so I listen to myself.

dong dong dong...

The butler entered respectfully. "Young Master, the second young lady of the Maxim family, the eldest young lady of the Potter family, and the fifth young lady of the Phil family would like to invite you on a hike this afternoon."

Christian closed his diary, sunlight illuminating his strikingly handsome face, as if... as if...

An indescribable feeling welled up inside him, as if he had lost something very important. Suddenly, he remembered that the butler was still watching him.

Christian slightly raised his forehead and waved his hand dismissively, "Tell them I don't have time."

"Yes, young master." The butler bowed respectfully, but a strange smile lingered on his face.

The door closed again...

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