I'm not just human!

The bard sighed at this point:

"We didn't expect this either. Come to think of it, if the House of Imagination had really gone all out, could they have wiped us all out before, even when the boss wasn't around?"

The pharmacist smiled slightly at this moment:

"It's very possible that it was hidden so well that it even fooled me."

The commentator then mustered up the courage to ask:

"Boss, do you know how the House of Imagination came about?"

The pharmacist shook his head:

"I don't know. The birth of each of us is unique. Therefore, it is difficult to figure out the origin of something as mysterious as the House of Imagination. The only thing that is certain is that its strength is almost catching up with mine."

Upon hearing this, all the entities gasped in shock. Although they had previously speculated about the strength of the House of Imagination, it was a different story now that their leader had personally confirmed it.

A pharmacist... in some aspects, he is no less than a true god, and he is on equal footing with the nine true gods. His words carry great weight.

Although they were all members of the physical Redemption Society, the bards and gourmets knew that they were not on the same level as the apothecaries at all.

Suddenly, the pharmacist seemed to remember something and asked:

"Didn't you guys try to win over someone called... Gluttony? You even said he was about to transform into a Celestial Venerable-level entity, so why haven't we seen him yet?"

The physical body of the Celestial Venerable is also suspected of having mastered the offensive rule of "Gluttony." If this is true, it would be of great help to the extraordinary faction. Therefore, the apothecary is also extremely concerned about this.

On the other hand, since Gluttony had already joined the Entity Redemption Society, and now that his leader had personally come out of seclusion, Gluttony didn't even come to pay his respects, which made him quite displeased.

Although pharmacists don't really care about this, rules still need to be in place; without rules, many things would fall apart.

In fact, the pharmacist had secretly prepared an expensive gift for the meeting, but since the Glutton had not shown up, he was at a loss.

Upon hearing the leader's question, the bard first shook his head:

"I don't know. I don't seem to have much of a relationship with Lord Gluttony, but I haven't seen him around lately."

The fanatical tomb raider and Veronica, the Poison Patriarch, each had their own agendas. They were the only two members of the Physical Redemption Society who knew about the relationship between Lord Gluttony and Shafa. To be precise, they both knew that Shafa was Lord Gluttony's only junior in the real world.

However, Xia Fa... or rather, Lord Absolute Attack, is now practically the number one person below Absolute Defense, which makes them afraid to say anything reckless.

On the other hand, neither the fanatical tomb raider nor the Poison Patriarch knew that the other knew, and they had never communicated in private.

Therefore, although they saw the pharmacist asking questions, they all tacitly chose to keep quiet.

"Glutton, who are you, really?"

The pharmacist murmured, his gaze suddenly becoming distant, and after several seconds, he suddenly waved his hand:

"Let's ignore that for now, let's eat first, and then we can fight this battle properly."

The pot was bubbling and boiling, and the aroma of the food was incredibly tempting.

Today, the pharmacist personally brought out ancient-grade ingredients, and even the spring water was taken from the core spring of a certain extremely cold planet. Then, the gourmet personally cooked the meal.

While this certainly can't compare to the grand feast prepared by the [Nature Monarch], it's only for apothecaries who are qualified to dine at the same table as the nine great gods. For other beings, this clear broth hot pot is simply the most luxurious meal they've ever had in their lives.

Both the ingredients and the chefs are undoubtedly top-notch.

"Speaking of which, if it weren't for the Gold Cleaners lying in ambush, I could have dealt a heavy blow to those Silver and Bronze Cleaners. I'm just afraid of an ambush, but letting you escape first and stalling until one of the Nine Great Gods comes to the rescue shouldn't be a problem."

The pharmacist had already picked up his chopsticks, preparing to first take a slice of glistening, boiled pork belly, and said with a smile.

The entities all understood that although the leader was only a Celestial Venerable, because of the "potion" rules he mastered and because he was a physical being, he could not only exert the combat power of a True God, but sometimes he could also play a greater role than an ordinary True God.

For example, in areas such as treatment, escape, and defense.

So, the boss wasn't bragging when he said that.

The gourmet pondered:

"Since Alm the Greatbow declared war, no Golden Cleanser has come in person, nor have the nine Great Gods shown up. I wonder if they have reached some kind of tacit agreement."

The bard smiled:

"How could that be? At first, neither we nor the opposing righteous gods were able to spare any attention. Now, the opposing side is simply afraid to show themselves because of Lord [Absolute Attack] and the other righteous gods."

A hint of approval appeared on the pharmacist's aged face:

"Not bad, it seems you have a clear understanding of the situation."

The puppeteer was stunned:

"Huh? What do you mean?"

The pharmacist smiled slightly and patiently explained:

"Initially, when Alm the Greatbow declared war, it was wary of the Silver Universe and therefore dared not appear on the front lines easily. It simply sent Silver Cleaners and Bronze Cleaners to advance and quickly occupied the Protoss Aether and Protoss Boundless domains, pushing the battlefield into the Protoss Natural domain."

"Just as the Cleaners were about to continue their rampage, the Golden Cleaners were also preparing to join the battle. At this moment, Lord [Absolute Defense] made a move, holding back more than thirty Golden Cleaners at once. [Paradox Clown], [First History], and [Silver Universe] together found the Golden Sleeping Place and isolated the aura of the True God."

"In this way, the more than 10,000 Gold Cleaners will not be awakened, and the more than 30 active Gold Cleaners will be tied up. The situation on the battlefield has eased up a lot. We, the extraordinary beings, have also begun to build fortresses, send in a large number of reinforcements, and launch a joint defense."

"At that time, only Alm Greatbow and the Golden Cleanser, whose weapon was a giant axe, remained outside. Alm Greatbow did not choose to attack the front lines, but instead opted for a sneak attack [First History]."

"As you all know, [First History] transformed into a barrier, enveloping the Golden Sleeping Land, while [Paradox Joker] waged a full-scale war against Alm Giantbow and the false gods."

"Then just a few days ago, the oldest gold cleaner, Julius, awoke and ambushed Lord Absolute Defense. He then launched an attack on our city of gold pound gathering, but was unexpectedly stopped by the suddenly appearing Absolute Attack."

"After that, it had one arm severed by [Absolute Attack], its weapon was taken away, and then, it ended up like this."

"so……"

The pharmacist looked up, his gaze sweeping over the group of attentive listeners:

"You could say we extraordinary beings are lucky, because of this series of events, no Golden Cleaners have ever led an army to attack the Protoss Natural Starfield. As for now, they dare not do it even more. [Absolute Attack] might strike at any moment, understand?"

Upon hearing this, the entities all showed expressions of sudden realization, and their worries lessened considerably.

This operation by the Physical Redemption Society was initiated by the apothecaries. They were indeed worried about the possibility of encountering the Golden Cleanser or even Julius suddenly appearing. However, after hearing their leader's detailed explanation, they were no longer too worried.

After all, the reputation of Lord Absolute Attack is now even greater than that of Lord Absolute Defense. Even Julius suffered a defeat at His hands. With Him as a figurehead, no one dares to come.

"Let's hold on for a few more days. After a few days, all nine righteous gods will be able to free up their hands. Except for [Nature Monarch] and [Supreme Law] who will stay in the rear, the other righteous gods will all be mobilized. At that time, we might be able to push back and reclaim the Star Spirit Ether Starfield and the Star Spirit Boundless Starfield."

The pharmacist smiled broadly, clearly optimistic, and continued:

"As for the Gold Cleaners' collective awakening a year from now, we'll see. Anyway—"

hum!

Suddenly, extremely chaotic fluctuations surged in the air, as if countless currents and telegrams swept across in an instant.

The pharmacist's chopsticks, which were about to touch the glistening, cooked pork belly slices, suddenly stopped inexplicably.

As for the other entities, they were all shocked. Then, the faces of the fanatical tomb raiders and other entities suddenly showed expressions of extreme surprise.

The next moment, on the right side of the hot pot, on an empty stool, a blurry figure, seemingly wrapped in a mosaic, appeared.

"Your Excellency the Glutton!"

The fanatical tomb raider shouted with joy. He was about to break through to the Quasi-Celestial Venerable level in the next few days and needed Lord Gluttony's help. He couldn't be happier to see Lord Gluttony appear.

Other entities, seeing the Glutton appear, were also prepared to greet him happily, since they hadn't seen each other for so long.

Suddenly, all the entities—whether it was the bard, the gourmet, the Patriarch of Ten Thousand Poisons, the clown, the puppet master, and so on—were stunned.

With a clatter, a pair of chopsticks fell to the ground.

That was the apothecary. As the first entity, he was someone who could be on par with the nine great gods, yet at this moment, he was trembling so much that he couldn't even hold his chopsticks.

His old eyes were fixed on the extremely blurry figure, his expression a mix of excitement, fear, and shock.

"The physical entity of a...a true god?"

As the pharmacist's trembling, aged voice rang out, the entities all sensed it with perfect clarity—

The supreme, majestic, and boundless aura of a true god was slowly emanating from Lord Gluttony.

Chapter 497 Lord Gluttony...has begun to devour the Golden Cleanser? (Part 1)

Silence, a silence so profound you could hear a pin drop in the tent.

Even the breathing of the physical beings could be heard clearly, as if right next to their ears.

Of course, some entities do not breathe, such as the puppet master.

But that's not the key point. The key point is... all the entities were currently overwhelmed with immense shock, staring with extremely complex emotions at the "Glutton" who had appeared in the seat.

Whether they were bards, gourmets, patriarchs of all poisons, fanatical tomb raiders, clowns, puppeteers, or even the apothecary who was the first entity... the eyes of the entities contained awe, excitement, and absolute disbelief.

In the realm of physical beings—the most mysterious category of existence recognized in the extraordinary world—there are actually people who have attained the status of true gods?

Moreover, it is none other than the Glutton who has been in the limelight for the past month or so?

It should be noted that before this, the entities were almost universally recognized as absolutely unable to prove their divine identity.

Of course, this "general recognition" is only circulating among the nine righteous gods and celestial beings, as well as some quasi-celestial beings, but no entity would refute it.

The reason is simple: most entities possess the status of Outer Gods as soon as they are born. This means that although they can sign secret contracts and even absorb the tokens of eternity, they absolutely cannot collect a hundred secret contracts and three kinds of tokens of eternity because their bodies simply cannot contain them.

In other words, the physical entities... are simply unable to complete the orthodox path of deification!

This means that even if some entities were to become true gods, their strength would be comparable to [absolute defense], but no one would actually hope for it, because it would be nothing but empty talk.

Although this vision is indeed exceptionally beautiful... after all, the "rules" that a true god can use are almost equivalent to the strength of a "primordial-level eternal certificate"!

But now, right now, just when all entities, including the first entity "the apothecary," had long given up their beautiful wish to become true gods, actually... a true god-level entity appeared, right before them.

For a moment, the beings looked at each other, and all saw the overwhelming excitement in each other's eyes.

If Lord Gluttony was able to complete the orthodox path to godhood and become a true god, doesn't that mean that these physical beings also have a chance?

thump!

Suddenly, a muffled thud was heard, the sound of two knees falling. The entities turned around in surprise and saw that it was the fanatical tomb raider who knelt down directly before Lord Gluttony with the utmost respect.

Almost instantly, the other entities also reacted, all stood up, and then knelt down with a series of thuds.

As the first pharmacist to kneel, he was even the second fastest to do so, and his devotion was extreme, prostrating himself completely.

After a brief silence, led by the pharmacist, the entities spoke in unison, with remarkable tacit agreement.

"Your subordinate... greets the guild master!"

Yes, the leader of the Entity Redemption Society is generally called "President" by the Entities. Because the Pharmacist is more convincing and his strength is exceptional, the Entities affectionately call the Pharmacist "Boss".