Mystery: She came from the Chaos Sea.

Chapter 102 Promotion

Looking at the "writer" attribute presented to her, Helmaenie took a deep breath, then looked up at Amon and asked, "How did you obtain it?"

Feeling the secret protection from the "Lord of Twilight," Amon's lips curled up slightly, and he said slowly, "The explosion seriously injured that old dragon, and I took the opportunity to steal it from Him."

Amon spoke of it casually, but the process must have been anything but. He was, after all, an ancient god.

Seeing through Helmani's thoughts, Amon added with a relaxed smile, "It's really relaxing. With the Elven King chasing that old dragon, the old dragon has no time to retaliate against me."

Helmani nodded slightly, neither confirming nor denying. She accepted the "writer" trait that constantly triggered her instincts, and then asked, "What about the traits you lost when the Wolf King ate you?"

Seeing that Helmani accepted His gift so naturally, Amon felt that this mother was at least not rigid, so there was still hope for salvation, and therefore answered her questions with ease and contentment:

"I've taken them all back. With my unique characteristics, I don't even need to actively seek out the extraordinary traits I've left behind nearby."

Having re-established his position as the King of Angels, Amon has also eliminated the interference of the King of the Dire Wolves in the "Source Castle." Now, Amon is fully capable of dining at the table of the Ancient Gods.

Having lost its "writer" characteristics, the imaginary dragon now encounters Amon again; it's not necessarily a matter of who hunts whom.

Helmani continued, "Didn't you try to steal the uniqueness of the 'Fool' dropped by the 'King of the Dire Wolves'?"

In response, Amon helplessly spread his hands, looking completely innocent: "Obviously, there was no chance. I watched helplessly as the uniqueness of 'The Fool' was snatched away by that little demon wolf, with the Phoenix Ancestor following behind. In that situation, how could I possibly get involved in the fight?"

"That's not the truth..." Hermaine raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "The Phoenix Ancestor couldn't catch a mere Dire Wolf God?"

Amon raised his hand to adjust the monocle behind his right eye, feigning ignorance as he said, "I don't know the situation either. But judging from the Phoenix Ancestor's appearance, his injuries weren't light either."

After a pause, Amon continued:

"It's a good thing you didn't participate. Among those ancient gods, only the 'Lord of Twilight,' who was prepared in advance, didn't suffer too much. The rest of the ancient gods fared quite badly."

As he spoke, He clicked his tongue and said, "After all, those ancient gods who are hard to keep their minds in the middle of a fight would have a hard time reacting and dodging Lilith's big explosion in time."

The term "Big Bang" is a general term.

In reality, Lilith detonated the full power of both the "Moon" and "Mother" pathways of authority at the cost of her life.

This sudden burst of power, which completely surpassed that of the ancient gods, was primarily aimed at the already severely injured "Alien King" and "Demon Wolf King," but it also affected other ancient gods.

"Alright, I should go now." Amon didn't really inquire about the two human gods; he really just came to deliver special abilities.

In Amon's view, there was nothing about His mother that He could ask for or demand from her at this stage... except for her connection with the two human gods.

But this connection...

Amon wanted to help the woman in front of him sever this connection.

He repeatedly helped the other party develop the "writer" characteristic, hoping to promote the other party to a higher position as soon as possible and get rid of this position that even he found embarrassing.

Since its birth, it has been pursued and coveted by many ancient gods, much like a child forced to mature early because its mother was too ordinary.

But "a child does not despise a poor home." In addition to the affection that has never diminished since birth, Amon also sincerely appreciates the woman who gave him uniqueness and life.

"Amon." Seeing Amon turn to leave, Helmaene called out to Him, saying, "If you encounter anything difficult to resolve, you can come to me. Even if it's beyond my current capabilities, I have the support of two human gods."

Although she always jokes about Amon being her son, Helmaenie now genuinely wants to try to take on that responsibility.

However, neither "Zhou Mingxiang" nor "Helmeyne" had ever experienced being a parent, to the point that Helmeyne was aware of her awkwardness in this regard.

But providing shelter is always the safest way to care for children, right?

Upon hearing this, Amon paused slightly.

He chuckled softly at Hermaine's words:

"Mother, I hope you can truly realize that in this world, one's own strength is the most fundamental."

Amon turned slightly, glancing back at the statue of the Lord of Twilight behind Helmaenie. His slender fingers lifted the brim of his pointed hat, then he looked back at Helmaenie and sighed softly:

"I sincerely hope you can understand what I'm saying."

While clumsy in parenthood, Helmayne remained astute in understanding people's hearts—she sensed that Amon was implying her over-reliance on the divine and her lack of self-growth…

As the words fell, Amon's figure completely disappeared from the Twilight Sanctuary.

Looking down at the extraordinary features of the "writer" in her hand, which resembled a quill pen, Helmayne vaguely saw that Amon was pointing at her and showing her an expression of disappointment...

Just as Helmani was caught between laughter and tears, Amanisis's tall, orange-red figure floated down beside her, a faint smile playing on her lips:

"What a good child, like someone trying their best to support a 'good-for-nothing' mother..."

Seeing Helmaenie roll her eyes, Amanisis wisely changed the subject, instead chuckling, "But why didn't you take the opportunity to ask about the wolf cubs earlier?"

Helmani sighed, her feelings slightly complicated, "Amon just thinks I'm disappointing, not that I'm really stupid..."

"He knows we have doubts about the wolf cubs. Giving me this 'writer' attribute is also an attempt to shut me up and prevent me, and the two human gods who might be influenced by me, from interfering with some of His plans."

The wolf cub's good fortune and unusual behavior must be related to Amon.

Helmaene knew that Amon's affection for her was genuine, but using that affection to achieve His goals... was something Amon had just done.

We cannot ignore the selfish and indifferent nature of Amon, a mythical creature, just because of his sincere feelings for her.

As Amanisis said, Amon was indeed similar to her, and not just in appearance.

After gaining the "Writer" trait, Helmaenie postponed her plans to go to the vampire clan. No matter how urgent the matter was, nothing was more important than improving her own power.

Because most things in this world can be easily solved in the face of absolute power.

With her special abilities, the remaining materials are no longer difficult for Helmaenie to collect. The increasingly organized and rapidly developing religious organizations such as the Twilight Warriors, Night Watchers, and Sun Priests all implicitly regard her, the "Sage of Humanity," as their pope.

In addition, there are vassal organizations such as the Royal Hunters and the City-State Alliance.

Not to mention the treasure trove left behind by the giants, and the solid alliances forged with the elves and vampires...

According to Zhou Mingrui, she has become a big shot in the mysterious world...

With everything ready and the "Writer" potion concocted, Helmaenie drank the potion that reflected her soul without hesitation.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

The "Writer" sequence potion was truly melt-in-your-mouth for her.

If we say that the fall of the "King of Giants" was due to her taking advantage of Amon's influence, then the core reason for the King of Giants' fall was Amon's pre-arranged "collective cognitive error" and Amon's parasitic methods, and only secondarily was that she borrowed Lilith's power.

But in this divine war involving all the ancient gods, and even the "God" and the "Celestial Venerable" who had laid out their plans, everything from the initial planning to the final outcome unfolded smoothly, just like a script she had written herself, as she had wished.

Although her current status is not high enough to directly interfere with the thoughts and choices of the ancient gods through mental power, she uses her understanding of them to know their desires, expectations, fears, and flaws. As a result, the course of events unfolds almost flawlessly along the path she has predetermined.

Lilith's self-destruction was sown as early as the initial Q&A session, when she explained the knowledge of the past; Amon's eagerness to eliminate the "King of the Dire Wolves" also had the shadow of her instigation behind the scenes; the emergence of the Alien King from the shadows was deliberately forced out by her through the situation; using the Astral Plane to protect the real world was also a method she had planned from the beginning...

Ultimately, her allies all reaped the most important gains for themselves from this war of the gods, and she herself unexpectedly gained the "writer" trait.

Suppressing her various emotions, just as Hermaine drank the potion...

The world before her eyes suddenly changed.

A vast, dark sea suddenly appeared, stretching out into the endless distance.

It is an ocean representing collective consciousness, and every drop of seawater seems to contain a spiritual imprint.

Hermaine stared intently.

As she wished, she could see the spiritual imprint in every drop of water, and she could see the consciousness of living beings constantly exchanging and influencing each other with the spiritual imprint of the collective unconscious ocean.

As she so desired, she could subtly and imperceptibly influence the subconscious of countless beings, dissolving the spiritual imprint of the collective will of the beings before her.

At the same time, Helmayne's own past also came to mind.

Countless versions of her... different stages, different times, and different identities of her, all peeled away from her and transformed into vivid and lively personality clones.

In that instant, Helmaenie felt as if her soul had been cleaved in two by a sharp blade, shattering into countless fragments, each representing a part of herself.

Countless versions of her have countless different ideas.

Sometimes she is extremely upright and noble in that moment, and sometimes she is despicable and gloomy in that moment... Of course, most of the time she is not so extreme and distinct, but rather carries the trivial emotions and complicated thoughts accumulated in her past life, but each has its own unique appearance.

People are always dissolving their past selves, and many people call this "growth".

But when all the past selves stand before you, who can remain unmoved and calmly face each and every one of their former selves?

Helmayne examines these selves, and is also examined by these selves.

She could sense that some of her own thoughts, ideas, and perceptions had changed, but she did not interfere with these changes.

Although she has different ideas, her fundamental original intention has never changed.

If the world has a top, she wants to climb to the top.

If there is no summit, then she wants to be the summit.

7 PM, Chapter 3.

(End of this chapter)