Man on the ark, forced to become king

"They just love doing things that are completely meaningless, and they even resort to things like human sacrifice. I hate that the most."

"It's useless, it's really useless."

Nian craned his neck to look down at the road below, and a faint glow seemed to emanate from the bright red floral arm.

"But they've been sheltering us for so long, it's normal to want some kind of ceremony to show our appreciation, isn't it? Although I also think that doing this is a bit crazy, those old folks just like this kind of thing."

"Isn't it a bit unreasonable to use this as a reason?"

"I never intended to reason with them."

A meteor fell, exploding into a magnificent azure light that blotted out the sky and cracked the divine power barrier. Lin Lu smiled and gave Nian a reason that left him speechless.

"I just don't like Him, and I've got my eye on this great spot, so what can I do? Of course, I'll just steal it!"

"My title of King of Elden was never given with words, but earned with fists!"

"My fists are my only means of survival, so don't overestimate my abilities."

"Fine, fine, you're the one with the bigger fist, so you get to decide."

Nian pursed her lips and stopped dwelling on the issue. Anyway, she was just saying it casually. If a fight really broke out, she would definitely side with Lin Lu, regardless of who was right or wrong.

There's a saying in Yan that goes, "If you marry a chicken, follow the chicken; if you marry a dog, follow the dog." She can't be an exception, can she?

Moreover, when it comes to being shameless and unreasonable, she herself isn't much better.

Let them make a fuss, let them fight, as long as they win, nothing will happen.

"What's next? Shall I go up and take care of Him for you?"

As he spoke, Nian rubbed his hands together, eager to try.

It's been many years since I fought against a god of equal rank. The last time I fought Dionysus, it was just an avatar, so it doesn't count.

She was really interested in this rare opportunity; who doesn't like to stir things up?

As for whether we can win on their turf... well, there's a whole bunch of people here to back us up.

"No need. Originally, I planned for you all to work together to try not to hurt the ordinary people. However, since Lani told me to fight Him, I'll go myself. You guys keep an eye on things and protect this side."

With two consecutive Origin Magic spells cast and the Starfall continuing to fall, the divine power barrier covering the Holy Mountain was already teetering on the brink of collapse, and could crumble at any moment.

Seeing this, Lin Lu flexed her wrists and handed the girl in her arms to Lani, having roughly guessed the strength of the Snow Mountain God.

Well, it seems that they are at a similar level to the younger generation, which makes things easier.

"what……"

Hearing that she didn't need to do anything, Nian immediately wilted and waved her hand dismissively, as if shooing away flies.

"You've already started the fight, and now we have to clean up your mess? That's pointless."

Lin Lu rolled her eyes, too lazy to pay attention to her. A crimson emblem bloomed from behind her, and semi-transparent illusory dragon wings connected to her back, lifting her up and soaring into the sky.

The Hundred Phases of the Furnace: Dragon Wings!

“Show yourself, Jeragand. You should know that I have already concealed my true intentions.”

A detached voice accompanied by a soul-stirring dragon roar carried on. Amidst the rolling snow mist, a serpentine form made of black rock soared into the sky. A maidservant stood atop the serpent's head, surrounded by deep blue divine power.

A radiance emanated from her palm, connecting to the crumbling barrier of divine power. Yeragand held up the barrier with one hand and placed the other behind her back, exuding a rather imposing aura.

"You are Jeragand?"

Lin Lu asked a question, and before anyone could answer, she added, "You're just going to fight me like this? Holding the Star Rain in your hand, coming with your hands behind your back, you don't take me seriously?"

Seeing the girl's figure in front of him, he was slightly puzzled.

Regardless of whether this posture is His true form, if he is not mistaken, that outfit should be Sherag's maid outfit, right? It looks similar to what the maids in the Silver Grey Mansion wear.

Furthermore, considering the location from which the other party flew up, was that Manjushri Temple?

A god, dressed as a maid in the Manjushri Monastery under his rule? What kind of bizarre fetish is this?

"Sir, I, Sherag, do not believe I have offended you?"

Yeragand stood atop his creation, seemingly calm, but inwardly he was terribly panicked.

With one hand behind her back, it wasn't that she didn't take this big shot seriously; rather, she was nervously clutching the hem of her clothes.

One, two, three, four... Her senses swept across the path to heaven, and not counting the one in front of her, there were four other powerful beings at the god level who were in no way inferior to her. What should she do?

She didn't even dare to say she could beat one person, and was even prepared to get a beating. If all five of them attacked at once, she would be done for!

Even if gods are immortal, it depends on who's fighting them!

Faced with five powerful beings of the same or even greater level than her, Yeragand barely maintained a calm facade, but in reality, she had no confidence whatsoever.

If a real fight broke out, there was no way they could win. They might be killed on the spot and never know when they would be able to be resurrected from their birthplace.

The key point is that she was wronged in this beating!

"Sherag is none of us. I have no grudge against the mortals here. I just don't like you."

"Making an underage girl walk in freezing cold and calling it a test? I bet quite a few people have died because of this over the years, right?"

"I, Lin, simply cannot stand gods like you who demand human sacrifices!"

"what?"

Yela was stunned, her small mouth slightly open, her eyes filled with confusion.

Human sacrifice? That was so long ago! Besides, she's never done anything like that...

The only time that came close was a thousand years ago, when she had just shielded Sherag from a natural disaster and fell into a weak slumber for over a hundred years.

She had just woken up from her deep sleep when she opened her eyes to find hundreds of ice sculptures of beautiful young girls displayed in front of her house! The entire Sherag was in chaos, with the Manju Academy and the families down the mountain locked in a fierce battle, which terrified her!

However, she resolved the matter on the spot after waking up by using her divine power.

Moreover, that wasn't her intention at all; it was all absurd stuff that those mortals came up with on their own, without knowing what they were thinking.

As a goddess born from the snow-capped mountains, she doesn't eat people, so why would she need human sacrifices?

Since then, during the selection of saintesses, she has secretly protected the girls who failed to complete the Heavenly Path on several occasions. Apart from a few times when she was asleep and unable to take care of them, it seems that there were no major casualties.

She simply couldn't control these spontaneously organized human rituals...

She tried to intervene a few times, but things only got worse...

So, although she is still nominally the god of Sherag, she has not been involved in anything for a long time. How did she suddenly end up taking the blame and being attacked by people?

This makes no sense!

"Your Excellency... I haven't interfered in the affairs of mortals for a long time, nor have I ever accepted any so-called sacrifices. You must have misunderstood?"

She spoke cautiously, trying to persuade the big shot in front of her.

I had no choice but to back down, because it wasn't just one person; there were several others following behind!

"It's a misunderstanding, then I'll just pretend I misunderstood. Don't worry about these details."

Seeing that she was genuinely explaining seriously, Lin Lu paused for a moment, then decided to speak frankly.

"To be honest, I, Lin, have come here today for no other reason than to either beat you up or be beaten up by you."

"I've got my eye on this territory, Shelag. Whoever wins will rule Shelag from now on."

"So they were after Shelag's land."

Yeragand's face was grim, and the divine power fluctuations around him quietly expanded.

To come to your doorstep, slap you in the face, and then try to seize your territory—such humiliation is unacceptable to any guardian deity, right?

Just as Lin Lu was about to unleash her power to gather strength, the expanding divine power surge suddenly contracted, along with the divine power barrier that stretched across the sky.

What does that mean? Have you given up on treatment?

Lin Lu froze again, unsure whether she should take action now.

He realized that from the moment they met, every step the Snow Mountain God took was unexpected, leaving him completely unable to guess what Yeragand was thinking, and giving him a feeling that anything could happen...

Could it be... that they're going to just lie down and do nothing?

But soon, Yeragand proved with her actions that she did not play by the rules.

call!

The azure divine power faded, replaced by a raging blizzard sweeping across the sky.

The Starfall event has ended, and the sky is once again covered by clouds. The thick, dark clouds almost completely block out all the light, dimming the daytime and making it resemble a pitch-black night.

Without any energy fluctuations, the blizzard rose out of thin air.

A raging hurricane swept across the sky and earth, bringing with it a mournful howl. Snow and ice mingled together, forming countless fragments that, driven by the hurricane, surged forth like a hail of bullets fired from Laterano guns.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

Blazing white waves were drawn out from the hurricane, forming a solid barrier around her. Lin Lu squinted and scanned her surroundings. The girl standing on the serpentine creation, along with her creation, quietly disappeared into the wind and snow, her whereabouts unknown.

Front, left, right, or... behind?

Vision was obscured by the wind and snow, and all that could be heard was the howling of the hurricane, but the battle instincts honed over time had already reacted before the five senses could react.

The translucent, illusory dragon wings flapped, causing the body to suddenly twist its direction and retreat at high speed.

The next second, the raging blizzard was disrupted, and a huge shadow emerged from the snowstorm. The snake's head, made entirely of black rock, opened its ferocious maw, which was many times larger than a house, and encompassed a large area of ​​space.