I'm really a serious wizard.

Emerald City is a well-known large city in the surrounding area.

And as its name suggests, the city walls and buildings are covered with green patina.

Frankly, Ron finds it difficult to understand this kind of timeless art.

After passing through the heavily guarded city gates, Ron, who was tied up and didn't have to walk, was immediately captivated by the sights inside the city.

"Wow, that's just a goblin, isn't it?"

"There's even an elf? Wait, why is it a male?"

"Wait, is that a centaur?!"

"Was their pregnancy in the upper abdomen or the lower abdomen...?"

"Stop! Quiet!"

The butler whispered a warning.

He simply couldn't understand Ron's thought process, let alone his way of doing things.

Logically speaking, the fact that the daughter of the Emerald City Lord ran away from her arranged marriage should have nothing to do with this passerby.

He intended to use clumsy lies and feigned ignorance to mislead his four henchmen, buying time for the real city lord's daughter to escape.

But some things, though seemingly insignificant on a scale, can become incredibly heavy once weighed.

In his presence and with the presence of four of his men,

Ron impersonating... no, disguising himself... that's not right either.

She must have been pretending to be the daughter of the Jade City Lord, which really left him somewhat at a loss.

No one should believe such a clumsy lie.

Ron dared to speak, and his four subordinates dared to believe him.

This forced Douglas to bite the bullet and capture him.

'Next time Emerald City recruits guards, we can't pick those muscular, big oafs from the surrounding tribes!'

The butler, his temples graying, made up his mind, lifted Ron off his shoulder, and unconsciously slowed his pace.

"Who are you? Why are you impersonating the daughter of the Emerald City Lord?"

Suddenly, Ron, who was admiring the scenery of the city, heard a voice transmission.

"..."

Is what I call impersonation?

The blond boy was speechless for a moment, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

“Look at me carefully, how do I resemble your young lady?”

"Of course, I'm just curious whether people with eyes like yours can actually take me back and report."

"Anyway, I don't care."

Ron spoke without a trace of emotion; his strength gave him confidence.

However, he hadn't forgotten why he came to Emerald City.

Helioper once told him that although the Emerald City was a large gathering place for intelligent races, it was still ruled by the gods.

Because it is only a day's journey from the Eternal Night of the God of Death, the ownership of this place often changes hands.

Today we worship this god, tomorrow we worship that god.

Like other tribes, they struggled to survive in the cracks.

"I'm telling you, let's not have any more arranged marriages at this point. Your city lord isn't going to rely on his daughter to rise to power, is he?"

Ron muttered to himself, remaining completely calm as he got closer to the buildings in the city center.

Upon hearing this, Douglas's breathing suddenly became heavy.

The thought of having to send the other party to the city lord's mansion made him feel like the sky was falling.

"Quiet, don't say anything later!"

-

Inside the city lord's palace.

Although it is called the city lord's mansion, it is actually a large house built of stone blocks.

Armored guards patrolled inside, and there were even servants raising chickens and ducks, preserving some features of the primitive era.

Inside the main hall, built of stone, sat the Emerald City Lord, who had a round face, a full beard, and looked to be in his thirties or forties.

"Has Yulia been found?"

“My esteemed Master Vischel, Douglas and his men sent word several hours ago that they have captured Miss Julia.”

The waiter said respectfully.

“Very good!” Visher nodded first, then sighed, “Alas, I didn’t want it to be like this either.”

"The Deadly Soil has spread to the area around Emerald City, and no matter how many sacrifices we make, the Divine Court does not respond."

"We can only grant the death messenger's request by marrying Julia to Him, making her His 17,666th wife."

The round-faced, bearded city lord's voice sounded somewhat reluctant.

Frankly, if it were a pity, he would have preferred to take the job himself instead of his daughter.

Unfortunately, the powerful deity known as the messenger of death did not have a taste for him.

Just as he was feeling melancholy, the city lord's eyes suddenly lit up as he saw his loyal steward carrying a person into the hall.

They finally found it.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and quickly stepped forward to greet them:

"Douglassie, thank you for your hard work."

Suddenly, the city lord saw Ron waving at him, and the words of gratitude stuck in his throat.

"Lord City Lord, I have not failed you!"

The butler's gaze wandered, his face twitched three times, and he steeled himself to throw Ron to the ground with the four guards.

"Who is he/she?"

"He's Miss Julia in disguise!"

Douglas said with absolute certainty.

The round-faced, bearded city lord's lips twitched, and he reached into his robes, pulling out a portrait.

Miss Julia in the portrait has an exceptionally sweet smile. While her appearance may not be absolutely perfect, it is certainly pleasing to the eye.

The city lord pointed to the portrait and asked Ron:
"Is this you?"

The blond boy nodded repeatedly.

"This is me. I was very thin back then."

Is this about being thin or not? Why did they even change the gender?!

The city lord, with his round face and thick beard, suddenly blushed, and his already deep eyes became unusually sharp.

"Do you guys think I'm stupid and easy to fool?!"

"Douglassie, you have really disappointed me."

He sighed in frustration, and was about to give the order to send all the people who had been tricked into thinking he was a fool to the underground prison.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up from the originally azure sky, and a cloud of yellow sand descended from the sky.

As Ron lay on the ground, he felt a powerful aura descend from the sky.

Even the entire Emerald City was shaking and collapsing, as if it would become a dead land and face utter destruction in the next instant.

He's a demigod!
How...how did they arrive so quickly?!

The city lord was startled. Forgetting about punishing those who had fooled him, he quickly kowtowed and bowed, saying:

"Oh, welcome to the great God of Destruction."

"What message do you wish to convey by descending upon this place?"

A muffled buzzing sound came from the swirling yellow sand.

"Of course, I've come to welcome my wife."

"I wonder if you have prepared it."

Upon hearing this, the city lord's gaze wandered, and his face twitched three times.

He already knew how monstrous the gods were after being the city lord for so many years.

If they choose to delay or shirk responsibility now, Emerald City will likely be reduced to ashes in the next instant. If the gods treat the races within their own territories this way, how much more so will they treat those within the divine court's sphere of influence?

"Uh, this...this..."

The Jade City Lord was speechless for a moment, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he pointed at Ron, who was trapped, and said:

"She is!"

"The portrait you saw before was of Yulia when she was thin, but now she's gained weight..."

You guys are really something! There's a limit to how much you can lie through your teeth!
Upon hearing this, Ron's breath hitched. Before he could even speak up for himself, he suddenly felt a gust of wind sweep into the hall.

ka ka ka-

The houses built of bricks and stones rang out with crisp sounds, and some of the stones, as if unable to withstand the powerful aura of the gods, shattered into powder and vanished in the wind.

A two-meter-tall humanoid deity, whose entire body was wrapped in greasy white cloth strips, appeared in the hall.

He looked coldly at Ron, his eyes filled with self-doubt.

"Are you Julia?" the God of Destruction asked in a hoarse voice.

"you guess!"

In the next instant, the blond boy's body suddenly burst forth with a clear and dazzling divine light.

Originally, Ron was just in a playful mood, thinking he could use his current strength to make contact with the city lord and find out which gods lived around Emerald City.

But he really didn't expect that lying still would give him divine qualities and the skill to deliver himself to his door.

I'm not pretending anymore, I'm coming clean!

In an instant, before the God of Destruction could fully react, a pale hand pierced through his chest.

Blood splattered, staining the stone brick floor crimson.

Ron was too fast. Two seconds after his chest was pierced, the God of Destruction belatedly felt the excruciating pain in his body.

Is that my blood?

"what!!!"

A heart-wrenching wail echoed throughout the hall.

"How dare you hurt me, you lowly thing! How dare you lay a hand on a god?!"

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill everyone!"

As the roar subsided, Ron's heart skipped a beat, and he had a strange, bad feeling.

It felt like the entire Emerald City was on a countdown to destruction, about to turn to ashes in the next moment.

Hey!
Ron's heart tightened, and he chose to trust his intuition, immediately increasing his mass to infinity.

The immense gravitational pull held the entire spacetime together, but even so, Ron still saw himself, with infinite mass, slowly disintegrating under the influence of a strange force.

The next moment.

puff--

The God of Destruction was torn in two by Ron, as easily as killing a chicken.

[Proficiency +4000]

With four types of powerful divinity that are almost at maximum synchronization, Ron can even fight against gods, let alone mere demigods.

The disintegration of his body stopped in an instant, and a deep black divine light appeared in his palm.

"Destruction. That was close; I almost got a scratch."

Ron secretly rejoiced.

With infinite mass, he is truly indestructible.
The skill required to remove a layer of his skin is comparable to giving a black hole a pedicure.

With a flick of his wrist, Ron absorbed the divine quality representing destruction and refined it in an instant.

You have come into contact with the fundamental rules of this world.

[You have gained Divinity: Destruction (Synchronization Rate 0%)]

[Note: Destruction is the beginning of new life.]

Unlike the 40% synchronization rate that comes with creation, Ron found the realm of destruction strangely unfamiliar.

Only then did the people in the hall belatedly realize what had happened.

The entire hall was completely silent.

Douglas, who had been holding Ron hostage all the way here, felt a wave of fear wash over him.

The God of Destruction, who could control the life and death of everyone in Emerald City, has been defeated.

Moreover, the person who killed him was actually a very unreliable guy.

Ha. This must be a dream, right?
Without any hesitation, the butler immediately lay down on the ground, pretending to be seriously injured and unaware of anything.

This scene made the round-faced, bearded city lord gasp for breath, and he could only force himself to bow to Ron and say:

"Are you a deity sent by the Divine Court?"

Frankly, he didn't think Ron, who would resort to violence at the slightest provocation, was a god of the Divine Court.

Those beasts only bully weaker races like them; they would never fight so hard.

“No, you misunderstand. It was Helioper who sent me here. She said that there is a divinity here that suits me.”

"Yes, the Ten Secret Techniques, have you heard of this organization?"

Ron did not try to hide it, after all, after seven years of travel, he had discovered that the Mystic Ten had a very high reputation among the general public.

As expected, upon hearing this, the Jade City Lord's face lit up with delight:

"So it's Helioper, the leader. Actually, I'm also one of the Ten Mystic Masters."

Are you also one of the Ten Secret Techniques?
Upon hearing this, Ron was greatly shocked. Before he could ask for details, the round-faced, bearded man continued:
"An apprentice of one of the ten masters of secret arts."

An apprentice? That's not bad at all!

He should at least be a demigod, since the divinity Heliope obtained from him was most likely for his subordinates.

"The apprentice's distant cousin."

"."

Can you please just finish what you were saying in one go?!

Although Ron is not the kind of snob who would discriminate against others based on their status.

But the city lord's words still left him somewhat disappointed.

Fortunately, in this primitive society, having relatives or acquaintances was always better than being complete strangers.

After their conversation, the two were noticeably more familiar with each other than before.

"Lord of the City, I am unfamiliar with this place. Do you know of any other noteworthy deities near Emerald City?"

This is worth mentioning; it was used with great ingenuity, making the Jade City Lord's heart pound.

What terrifying beings must they be to warrant mentioning those terrifying deities?

After thinking about how Ron could kill the God of Destruction in an instant without much effort compared to killing a chicken, the city lord suddenly frowned in thought.

"This is the border between the divine court and the evil lands. Besides destruction, the most terrifying god here should be the god of fate..."

"He is the embodiment of the Lord of Death, who pulls all living beings to the brink of death."

An incarnation of a god? Dragging all living beings to the brink of death.

Isn't this just a matter of life and death?
Ron's eyelids twitched.

Judging from the description alone, this god of fate doesn't seem so easy to deal with.

"Uh... does the god of fate have a penchant for marrying wives?"

If so, I don't mind continuing to pretend.

To Ron's disappointment, the Emerald City Lord simply shook his head and said:
"I have only heard of the God of Fate, but I have never actually seen him."

"He is extremely mysterious and never shows himself, but he does exist in the badlands near Emerald City."

"Oh, this isn't my opinion, it's what Boss Helioper said himself."

"I was assigned here partly to monitor the whereabouts of this deity."

So... this is what Helioper meant by the divine qualities that suit me?
So the God of Destruction is just an extra?

Ron, upon hearing this, asked in return:
"So, what did you learn?"

"Uh... not at the moment." (End of Chapter)