Chapter 586: The God of Wisdom, Herabergen

Chapter 586: The God of Wisdom, Herabergen

Seeing that the God of Steam and Machinery was interested, Hastur smiled slightly and pointed to a picture he had drawn of a future city, saying, "The future lies there."

"Impossible, the apocalypse is inevitable," the God of Steam and Machinery shook his head, not believing in such a future.

"In the apocalypse you foresee, do the stars exist?"

The God of Steam and Machinery was astonished and fell silent. The existence of the stars far exceeded their imagination of the future.

Their appearance likely had two possibilities: one was to accelerate the arrival of the apocalypse, and the other was to change the future apocalypse.

From the collaboration between the stars and the outer gods beyond the initial barrier, the God of Steam and Machinery had always firmly believed that the appearance of the stars was to accelerate the apocalypse.

The stars had merely found another way to enter the real world. What they wanted was the essence sealed by the Lord of Mysteries, essentially no different from those outer gods.

"I know Roselle. You should know that Bernadette is a devout follower of the stars," Hastur shifted the topic slightly.

He was also very interested in the love-hate relationship between Roselle and Steam.

Mentioning Roselle, the God of Steam and Machinery's expression showed slight fluctuations, and he spoke heavily, "He was always too suspicious."

"With secrets he couldn't tell anyone, he had no choice."

"I only understood his thoughts later."

"He probably regrets his suspicions, but someone like him would never admit he was wrong."

"Your understanding of him is accurate."

After saying this, the God of Steam and Machinery suddenly realized something, and alarm bells rang in his heart. What kind of friendly exchange was this? This was the high and mighty stars above the sky! They should be on different sides, and there had been old grudges between them. They shouldn't be getting along so harmoniously.

"People are easily blinded by their preconceived notions. Gods are no exception," Hastur sat calmly.

The God of Steam and Machinery spoke stiffly, "You should leave. Your presence is not welcome."

"Do you know why I came to you first?"

The God of Steam and Machinery did not respond, only silently watching Hastur.

"Because you haven't truly chosen your stance yet, and because of Roselle's request, I decided to come here."

"Are the stars also adept at the authority of the mind?" The God of Steam and Machinery became even more wary.

Hastur continued to smile gently, "Roselle once prayed to the stars, on that very island."

"He would never become a follower of any god," the God of Steam and Machinery was very certain about this.

"Can you understand the diary Roselle left behind?" Seeing the subtle expression on the God of Steam and Machinery's face, Hastur slowly said, "I know that kind of script."

The God of Steam and Machinery chose to remain silent again, which made Hastur understand why Roselle and Steam had fallen out. One liked to be suspicious and guess, while the other preferred to remain silent and not explain.

"Silence, that's why you and Roselle fell out in the end," Hastur said with some emotion.

The God of Steam and Machinery, who originally wanted to maintain silence, finally spoke, "He was extremely self-centered. Even if explained, he wouldn't believe it."

"You still have a chance to make up for that explanation in the future."

Knowing that this was a deliberate temptation from the stars, the God of Steam and Machinery still asked, "Will he really return one day?"

"The Fallen Mother Goddess and I are mortal enemies. Roselle's escape is imminent, on the day Bernadette becomes the Black Emperor."

"That's... unrealistic."

"Becoming an angel under his daughter's rule is also a very interesting future for him."

This time, the God of Steam and Machinery was finally moved by the words of the stars. From his understanding of Roselle, if someone else became the Black Emperor, Roselle would never be willing to be an angel. But if it were Bernadette, Roselle would outwardly be unwilling but would inwardly accept this reality.

"Your stance has wavered." Hastur's gaze seemed to see through all the thoughts of the God of Steam and Machinery, "This is a very dangerous signal, especially here."

After saying this, Hastur had no intention of continuing the conversation. Too much would be counterproductive. Today, he had achieved his goal. When he descended into the God of Steam and Machinery's divine kingdom, the God did not expel him immediately but chose to stay and talk. This was enough to make him less trustworthy in front of other gods like the Goddess of the Night.

Next, Hastur chose the divine kingdom of the Eternal Blazing Sun. A golden sun rendered his divine kingdom into a golden ocean, extremely hot. The incarnation of the stars was completely melted upon contact. Hastur had to create a solar incarnation to enter the divine kingdom of the Eternal Blazing Sun. The closed divine kingdom was filled with unstable forces. The confrontation between the Eternal Blazing Sun and the Supernova Dominator had reached a deep level. On the surface, the Eternal Blazing Sun had the upper hand, as this was his divine kingdom, and the Supernova Dominator was just an avatar. But the inability to completely erase the Supernova Dominator's avatar already announced the final outcome of the Eternal Blazing Sun.

Just like the riginal Creator awakening in the body of the ancient sun god, the control he initially had was far less than that of the ancient sun god. But as long as the ancient sun god could not completely eliminate him, the victory of the riginal Creator consciousness was only a matter of time.

Waves of heat capable of dissolving all metal in the world came, and Hastur's solar incarnation was melted again. He chose not to disturb further and left. On his way to the divine kingdom of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, Hastur specifically glanced at the already ruined divine kingdoms of the God of War and the Lord of Storms. Speaking of which, these two true gods, one fell because of the Goddess of the Night, and the other had his authority taken back by Adam, had nothing to do with him.

The Goddess of the Night, every fall of a true god had her involvement, truly a master in palace intrigue.

With some emotion, Hastur descended into the divine kingdom of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. Using the light of wisdom, he transformed into a young man wearing a white robe and barefoot. 

To highlight his omnipresent knowledge, the divine kingdom of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom was truly a boundless sea of books, with only a single path standing above the sea of books, leading to the place where the God of Knowledge and Wisdom resided.

On a flat mountaintop, two huge trees of wisdom extended freely on both sides, with a white tower hidden behind them, and in the middle were tables and chairs for guests.

As a wise dragon and once a subordinate god of the Dragon of Imagination Angelweed, he did not seem to have a hobby of collecting treasures, or rather, all the knowledge here was his most important treasure.

When Hastur descended, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, Herabergen, was reading a book through the All-Knowing Eye. He was an old man wearing a white hood, revealing his mouth, eyes, wrinkles, and long white beard.

The saying "the elderly are wise" seemed to be perfectly embodied in him.

"Welcome, Stars, to this place. I am truly delighted. If there is any lack of hospitality, please forgive me," Herabergen closed the book, faced Hastur, bowed slightly, and spoke in ancient Hermes, with a scholarly tone.

Not using the dragon language, this God of Wisdom was indeed thoughtful.

"Truly worthy of being a symbol of wisdom," Hastur sincerely praised.

"Wisdom always lies beneath the stars. If the stars don't mind, please sit and converse," Herabergen gestured for Hastur to sit in the higher seat. After Hastur sat down, he slowly took his seat, not fully sitting on the chair, seemingly out of respect.

Indeed, worthy of being the wise dragon who had served both the Mind Dragon Angelweed and the Ancient Sun God.

"Knowledge brings the growth of wisdom. This is particularly evident in you."

"My meager wisdom cannot compare to the stars. Even with the All-Knowing Eye, it is still difficult to glimpse the greatness of the stars," Herabergen's words, though flattering, sounded entirely appropriate and pleasant.

No wonder everyone likes to hear compliments.

"Before seeing you, I went to see Steam."

"I believe the great stars must have a special reason for doing so."

"I talked to him about the future."

"I always believe that the future predicted by the stars will inevitably come true."

"What kind of future do you see?"

"My wisdom cannot support me in seeing the correct future. It only tells me that the future of the stars is the most real future."

Hastur chatted with Herabergen for a while. No matter what topic Hastur brought up, Herabergen always found a way to praise and exalt the stars.

I really want to bring 008 here to listen, to understand what true, unobtrusive flattery is, not the kind that makes people get goosebumps, the false, elementary compliments.