Magic, Evil Gods, and the Fourth Calamity

The Great Grey Saint's words were full of flattery, which made Vincent fall silent.

Although he didn't understand why the other party was deliberately trying to curry favor with him, Vincent guessed that perhaps they were expressing goodwill towards the ant tribe!

"Could you give us directions? We can just go there directly!"

As one of the few remaining members of the "ant tribe," Vincent is a true legend.

Although Vincent is weaker than a typical legend due to the self-imposed isolation and repair of the Errol world, and the special nature of the Ants as a golden race.

But a legend is still a legend, and it is the first order of living beings.

Moreover, Vincent is a legendary third-tier being (LV157~159), someone who can be promoted to demigod as long as he controls the power.

"Ah, no need for that trouble. Please wait here for a moment, sir... I'll go to the capital of Ruhr and invite the Holy Maiden over..."

The Great Gray Saint shook his head and earnestly expressed his thoughts.

Vincent didn't say much about it, since in his view, there was not much difference between him going to see the followers of the God of Light and the followers of the God of Light coming to see him.

As long as you can fulfill the mission given to you by the wheel of life, that's enough.

Vincent nodded. "Then I'll trouble you. Let's rest here in this square for a while!"

The Great Gray Saint: "Okay, old man, uh, don't worry, I'll be back soon..."

"We are Vincent, we are one entity, there is no need to address us in the plural. We are Ventra Senkin Trier Badora Gusiyi Dorado... (omitting 330,000 names)"

Vincent's hoarse, aged voice echoed in the Great Grey Saint's mind, still carrying that long, fleeting list of names.

The Great Gray Saint was somewhat dazed, recalling the roster that flashed through his mind, and for a moment he didn't know how to address the old man opposite him.

"Wen, Sen, Te."

Seemingly sensing the Great Grey Saint's hesitation, Vincent's Adam's apple bobbed, as if he were adjusting something.

The next moment, the Great Grey Saint saw Vincent open his mouth and make a rough, hoarse sound, like the sound of a saw blade working a bellows.

"Call me Vincent."

For a race that communicates using pheromones, communicating with sound is extremely awkward. Even legendary powerhouses, even ants who have lived for over two thousand years, Vincent still cannot adapt to transmitting information with sound.

"Okay, Mr. Vincent, please wait here for a moment, I'll be right back... Oh, by the way, sir, my name is Chen... my name is Great Grey Saint..." Great Grey Saint almost blurted out his Chinese name, but thankfully he stopped himself in time.

After saying that, the Great Gray Saint entered the teleportation array and handed over his contribution points.

"The Great Gray Saint?"

Vincent repeated the name of the Great Grey Saint, then looked at the teleportation array in front of him and felt the changes in the spatial power on it.

For some reason, Vincent had a vague feeling that this power was very familiar.

The multiple consciousnesses began chattering again, trying to dig out memories of this power from the collective memory.

It seems that the supreme deity once displayed this power?

Yes, I remember it very clearly. Five hundred years ago, when an evil god escaped from the abyss, the Wheel of Infinite Life seemed to have displayed this power.

So, is the Wheel of Infinite Life actually already cooperating with the God of Light?

It's quite possible, after all, the God of Light is that being's successor, and that being is the only one besides the Mother Goddess who has survived from ancient times...

A faint, almost imperceptible will suddenly cast its gaze upon Vincent.

That will is supreme, that will is empty and void, that will...

Under that influence, Vincent's body began to collapse uncontrollably, with countless silvery-white insects constantly crawling in and out, each one appearing restless and anxious.

The name of the Wheel of Infinite Life must not be mentioned!

That era should not be mentioned!

The collective consciousness suddenly surged, suppressing some memories that were about to surface.

That is not the memory of Vincent's swarm, but a memory that has been passed down from a very distant past through the exchange of individuals within the ant colony.

The memory fell into the gloom of the collective will, suppressed in a corner of Vincent's overall consciousness.

The supreme will shifted its gaze, finally allowing Vincent a moment to catch his breath. Countless tiny silver insects slowly disappeared, and Vincent's group returned to stability.

They survived!

I almost died!

Who was that bastard just now?

Feel sorry!

It's okay, they're all in the same cluster, but please be more careful next time!

The group quickly reached a reconciliation, after all, no one would really want to cause trouble for themselves!

Vincent is an aggregate of countless consciousnesses, but that does not mean he is schizophrenic.

Just as Vincent was "making peace" with himself, the players nearby instantly erupted in chaos. They had been looking for an opportunity to get close to Vincent, but instead witnessed a scene where Vincent almost broke down.

Soon, a player posted the video they had taken to the game's official forum, instantly causing a stir on the forum.

A huge bowl of instant noodles: "Holy crap! Did you see that? Did you see that? Is the game developers going to introduce Cthulhu?"

"I love you and I won't turn back: 'Huh? Are you crazy?! Why are you showing me this...?'"

Kun Ai Wudi: "Ouch, this is so demoralizing! Who is this guy? Is he a new boss?"

Life is going well: "No, it seems to be the ant tribe. Someone accepted a mission, and the other party seems to be here to establish diplomatic relations with humans... Here, a screenshot of the mission [image]."

Single and not dating: "What's going on? What's with this 'ant tribe' guy?! @BigGreySaint"

The Great Grey Saint: "What happened over in Sogoria? The teleportation hub can't teleport Grandpa Vincent, so I had to come to Ruhr Royal City alone to find Saintess Irene..."

Big Gray Saint: "Um, does anyone know where Saint Irene is? I asked the pastor at the church, and she said that Saint Irene left the church a while ago, and she doesn't know where she is either."

"Come back, Big Gray, look who's this? [Image]"

"Uh, Saintess Irene went to Sogoria and has already met with Vincent?"

Looking at the pictures posted by other players on the forum, and then at the quest completion notification that popped up in front of him, the Great Gray Saint fell into deep thought.

[Ding! Vincent has successfully met with Saintess Irene. Mission complete.]

1000 contribution points have been credited to your account. Ant Tribe members receive +10 points and have obtained the limited achievement "Diplomatic Ambassador".

Diplomatic Ambassador: You can interact with other races more easily as a human, and the favorability of other races will increase by an additional 10%.

No, that's it? I haven't done anything yet!

This game has absolutely no sense of immersion!

Why are some of these NPCs so proactive?

"@BigGreySage, look what this is! It's a follow-up to a hidden quest [Quest Screenshot] [Emoji - Smirking]"

Suddenly, someone on the forum tagged Big Gray Saint again. Upon seeing the tag, Big Gray Saint's expression changed, and he slowly sprinted towards the teleportation hub.

"This game is toxic! I was here first!!!!"

[Ding! You have triggered a hidden quest.]

[Side Quest: The Grace of Life]

[Task Description: Assist Vincent in demonstrating the blessings of the Wheel of Life]

[Task Objective: Harvest 0kg/10000kg of agricultural products]

[Level Requirement: No Limit]

Failure Condition: None

[Number of participants: 10/10 → 11/11]

[Mission Reward: 1000 Contribution Points, Vincent's Favorability +10]

【Whether to accept】

【whether】

"yes!"

Seeing the pop-up mission window in front of him, and the changing number of mission participants, the Great Gray Saint wept with joy.

I was just saying that the favorability rating in this game can affect the gaming experience. Sure enough, my strategy of raising Vincent's favorability rating was flawed. I almost got backstabbed by Saint Eileen in the game!

As the Great Grey Saint hurriedly traveled from the Ruhr Palace to Sogoria, Saintess Irene's conversation with Vincent had already ended.

Then, Saintess Eileen issued a quest that required ten players to assist Vincent.

When the Great Grey Saint passed through the teleportation hub and arrived at the exchange site, the ten spots for players were already filled.

This pained the Great Gray Saint greatly... because he was the one who arrived first...

Fortunately, Vincent discovered the lost Great Grey Saint. Recalling the desire of these beings, known as "Heroes" from another world, for their so-called mission, Vincent suggested that the Great Grey Saint could also join his team to assist him.

However, due to his pheromone language, the surrounding players all heard Vincent's suggestion.

Upon hearing this small request, Eileen realized she had forgotten about the Great Gray Saint. She quickly revised the mission notification and sent it to the Great Gray Saint separately. Eileen remembered that the Great Gray Saint had once taught her that if she wanted to motivate the heroes, she needed to set up a series of follow-up missions.

Because of that, the heroes would think about completing the current task as quickly as possible in order to prepare for the unknown follow-up tasks.

Watching the Great Grey Saint weep with joy at receiving the mission, Eileen couldn't help but sigh, "That man is indeed very skilled at controlling heroes!"

This left a group of players around them stunned.

"Wow, the affinity system is so powerful, it can even modify game characters?"

"Heh, what is reality! What is reality!"

"Damn it, why should I? I greeted Mr. Vincent the whole way!"

The players were in an uproar, some excited and some complaining, but in the end, it all turned into a desire for more favorability.

So, a group of players took a bunch of junk and tried to give it to Eileen and Vincent in order to increase their so-called favorability.

A large group of players surrounded Eileen and Vincent, making it impossible for them to move. Eileen covered her forehead in frustration.

As a result, this group of players received a notification in the chat that their favorability rating had decreased by 1-1-1, which startled them so much that they quickly distanced themselves from Eileen and Vincent.

"Holy crap, my favorability rating has decreased? What happened?!"

"Ten points of affection! I used up all ten points of affection?"

The players who had given gifts were wailing and howling, while those who hadn't had a chance to give gifts yet stuffed their "gifts" into their pockets and laughed gleefully.

"Dude, do you guys think this is Harvest Moon or Rune Workshop? Giving gifts increases your relationship level? You're dreaming!"

"Damn it, you're laughing at me! What's that in your arms? Take it out!"

"No...there's nothing there..."

pat!

The players were playfully bickering when a white stone fell from the arms of the player who had been mocking others. It was quite ordinary; either picked up from the roadside or pried off a nearby building.

"...Dude, are you sure you want to send this?"

Eileen also noticed the commotion and saw the white stone.

As a result, the player who mocked the other players also received a -1-1 favorability rating in the comments.

No~

The players were making a ruckus, and Vincent's face showed a hint of envy. He wished his own race could be like that.

Vincent looked at Eileen and asked with some curiosity, "Are they always this lively?"

"Pretty much. Heroes love excitement, and it always feels like there are very few heroes who are idle!" Eileen recalled her time with the players and gave Vincent this answer.

"A hero from another world? Are there really other worlds beyond this one?"

A subtle presence emerged, from which Eileen could only glean extremely vague ideas.

So she asked with some curiosity, "Mr. Vincent, what are you trying to say?"

"Nothing much. I was just thinking about some things and couldn't help but sigh!"

Vincent shook his head and looked at Eileen, letting an aura of solemnity and composure envelop her.

"Saintess Eileen, the Wheel of Infinite Life asked me to convey His greetings to the God of Light and to say that the Ant Clan will be humanity's most loyal ally. Please pass on this message."

A serious voice echoed in Eileen's mind. Although she knew it was the pheromone language of the ant tribe, she was still amazed by it, as this way of transmitting information was quite special.

"Okay, I will definitely pass it on..." Eileen answered very seriously, but her tone was still a little hesitant.

Because she knew the true identity of the God of Light, and had also heard about the conflict between the evil god and the righteous god a thousand years ago.

Eileen dared not imagine what would happen if the Wheel of Life learned of that person's true identity...

Will another war of gods break out?

……

"Damn it! What does 'Wheel of Life' mean?"

In the Kingdom of the God of War, the God of War sat on his throne and couldn't help but let out a furious roar.

Since making contact with the Gluttonous Dragon through his avatar not long ago, He has felt something was wrong with his body. His origin seemed to be craving something, and there seemed to be a pent-up anger in his heart that had nowhere to be vented.

He cast his gaze upon the kneeling gods beneath his throne, and the anger within him grew ever more volatile.

What use are these useless bastards in God's kingdom?

What help can they offer besides wasting the faith they have gathered from the world?

The deep voice echoed in the heart of the god of war, causing him to frown even more.

Yes!

What's the point of keeping these guys around?

So eat them! Devour them!

Seize their authority and devour their essence!

At that time, you will be able to regain your powerful divine strength!

The deep voice continued to echo, while a hint of gloom crept into the War Hall's brow. He realized that the voice in his heart did not originate from his own will.

who are you?

He asked the voice within his heart.

I am you!

The voice answered in this way, continuing with a slightly seductive tone.

I know you yearn to become the supreme god, and I happen to know how to ascend to the supreme god.

Why hang yourself on the path of order?

Isn't the power of chaos also a kind of power?